don't go near that tree

Wu Chun didn't know what to say.

Are you not tired from the farm work during the day?Those people are still thinking about jumping into the lake at night.

In addition, he had just experienced a setback in persuasion, and the irritability in Wu Chun's heart had just subsided, and it didn't take long for it to rise again.

I have to say that no matter where you are, there will be some people who are incomprehensible.

That night, Wu Chun and Xu Shiyao didn't take this matter to heart, they chatted a few more words, and Wu Chun hurried back home.

I just didn't expect that the next day, the village would change.

When Wu Chun woke up the next day, his grandfather was rarely at home, and the half-washed rice was thrown into the basin. The vegetables in the basket looked like they had just been dug out from the vegetable garden, and they were still stained with dirt.

Wu Chun yelled a few times in the yard, but no one responded, and then went out of the yard and yelled a few times, but still no one answered, and Wu Chun also found that today's Shili Village is a bit strange.

The whole village is a little quieter than before.

Normally, at this time, there should be farmers rushing back and forth to the fields on the road, but today there was no one at the end of a street.

Wu Chun touched the back of his head suspiciously.

What the hell is going on today?

Just as Wu Chun was about to return home, he heard a shout coming from an alley.

"Ten Mile Mountain was haunted again last night. Hurry up to Shi Mile Mountain. A master exorcised the ghost."

Exorcism?

A bad premonition flashed in Wu Chun's heart, and he ran to Shili Mountain in a hurry without wasting any more time.

The closer you get to Shili Mountain, the more people there are. When Wu Chun walked through the crowd and walked down the mountain, he was blocked by crowded people.

The people in front were chatting about...

"It is said that the son of the old Zhang family went out to cut trees yesterday and saw a ghost again. He jumped into the lake and managed to save his life."

"That's right, it's said that the ghost's eyes and tongue are outside, and there's blood all around the mouth, so it's embarrassing to look at."

"Also, aren't ghosts afraid of light during the day? After the master did a while ago, he discovered that the ghost hid in the tree during the day and came out to harm people at night. Tell me about the son of someone else who fell down. The lake was probably pushed down by this ghost."

"I see it too..."

When Wu Chun heard the word "tree", a tight string in his brain suddenly broke, and he staggered a few steps back uncontrollably.

"broken!"

Wu Chun squeezed through the crowded crowd in front of him and ran up the mountain.

The more people crowded forward, the bustling crowd, Wu Chun could vaguely hear the voice coming from ahead.

"Villagers, after my research, there is a ghost hidden in this tree. Don't you find that this tree looks very different? The beautiful appearance is just a way for this ghost to hide its evil. Villagers, you are all Confused! But since I passed by here today, I will definitely help you get rid of this heinous ghost."

Wu Chun's heart almost jumped out of his throat.

"Please let me go."

Wu Chun pushed away the people blocking the road, and kept saying to himself: Hurry up, hurry up.

The voice in front became clearer and clearer. It was as if a knife was placed not far from Wu Chun's heart. When a certain time came, the rope pulling the knife would break, and the tip of the knife would go straight into his heart. .

"Please let me go, please."

Wu Chun suddenly felt that the half mountain road was so long today, and Xu Shiyao was clearly in front of him, but Wu Chun couldn't run in front of the opponent as fast as before. Now in Wu Chun's eyes, the dense crowd in front of him was all Obstruct, prevent him from meeting Xu Shiyao.

"Villagers, don't be in a hurry. When the method is finished and the tree is cut down, the ghosts will be eliminated. Count down to dozens with me."

Almost everyone present shouted.

"No."

Wu Chun yelled, but it was a pity that no one paid any attention to him. Except for Wu Chun, all the people present were counting down the trees with great interest. Their eyes were full of excitement, and the ghosts would be eliminated immediately. Will encounter obstacles, let alone be harmed.

In the eyes of these people, their future life will begin to move in a better direction after the ghosts are eliminated.

Wu Chun's hands gradually clenched into fists, his eyes were already red, and his eyes gradually changed from anxiety to hatred.

Wu Chun hates, hates these people who don't understand anything, hates these people who know everything but are selfish.

Such a village.How could these people be worthy of Xu Shiyao, ruining the guardian of reincarnation.

"Wait a moment."

At this moment, a familiar voice came from ahead, Wu Chun was startled for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face.

It's grandpa.

"Master, which village are you from? I know all the famous people around here, why haven't I seen you?"

Taking advantage of his grandfather's time delay, Wu Chun pushed away one person after another who stood in front of him, and when he walked to the front of the crowd, he saw the so-called master clearly.

It is a very ordinary person, placed in the crowd, and there is no conspicuous place.

Wu Chun had a feeling that someone who was working in the fields was suddenly caught playing the role of a so-called master.

Wu Chun moved his eyes away from the master, and when he looked to the side, he saw the artist standing in the so-called master's hand group.

Wu Chun suddenly understood, and the conversation between the artist and himself yesterday flashed through his mind.

"Is this mountain haunted, young man? It would be great to be haunted."

Wu Chun patted his brain hard.Fortunately, I thought yesterday that I would scare people away by saying that. Now it seems that I am purely stupid.

The other party is using the mentality of the villagers to urge to remove the ghosts on the mountain to achieve their shady goals.

Wu Chun stared viciously at the artist in the crowd. He seemed to remember that the artist had said his name, which seemed to be Du Zhengde.

"Grandpa." Wu Chun went around to Grandpa, and just like Grandpa, he asked the master, "Yes, Master, which village are you from?"

"What do you know, a kid? Are you from here? The accent doesn't sound like it. Don't meddle in the affairs of adults."

"My grandson knows a lot." Before Wu Chun could speak, the grandfather next to him reluctantly threw the things in his hand aside and said loudly.

"I said that the old man came here to get rid of ghosts with good intentions. If you don't care about the spirit, you have to try it. Look how long the ghosts on this mountain have troubled us."

Someone came to persuade him immediately behind him.

Now looking at the group of people behind him, Wu Chun felt annoyed and distressed at the same time.

Xu Shiyao was standing in the middle of the pine tree surrounded by the crowd. Although he could only be trapped in the pine tree during the day, he could see and hear everything outside clearly.

At this moment, Xu Shiyao looked at the person he had defended desperately for five years but shouted to kill his shelter, what kind of feeling should he feel in his heart.

The more Wu Chun thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, and the more he felt unworthy for Xu Shiyao.

What is the picture?

Protected a group of such people.

Tears slid down the corners of Wu Chun's eyes, and Wu Chun hurriedly wiped them away.

Can't cry, definitely can't cry at this moment.

If you cry, your aura will be weak. In this situation where there are many enemies with few enemies, the aura must not be weak.

There were more and more booing people behind him, Wu Chun obviously became flustered, but the grandfather beside him was still extremely calm.

"Don't worry, everyone. I just think this person looks familiar. I seem to have seen it somewhere. Oh, I remembered. In the spring of this year, there was a family building a new house in the village in front of me. Did we move cement bricks together? , I said, why did you suddenly become a master from a brick mover in less than half a year, who introduced you?"

The direction of the wind behind him also began to change a little following Grandpa's words.

"Brick mover? Are you sure?"

"Yes, what he said is not unreasonable. We should also know the masters in the surrounding villages. Do you know them?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen this person before."

"It's the first time I've seen you."

……

Wu Chun was overjoyed, he had an idea, and suddenly stepped forward a few steps.

"Mr. Du, why are you here?"

Wu Chun's tone was full of surprises, as if meeting an acquaintance, he walked up to Du Zhengde, shook hands with him hypocritically, then turned around and said to Grandpa, "Grandpa, this is what I often tell you. Mr. Du, he is an artist, and he is amazing."

Wu Chun admitted that when he said these words, he couldn't help feeling sick to his stomach.

"No wonder the name Mr. Du was familiar to me just now. It turns out that my grandson mentioned you to me."

Wu Chun couldn't help but want to applaud his grandfather, they are now like a temporary play, there is no rehearsal and no discussion, but they must sing well.

"Everyone, it's not that I obstruct the removal of ghosts, it's just that ghosts hold grudges. If you think about it, if we can't get rid of them, our future life will be even worse. The few famous masters before are indifferent. I am really worried. , after all, the master left after finishing the practice, we, and even our next generation, will still live in this village, right?"

Grandpa's words can be described as earnest, especially the last sentence, it's hard not to make people here think carefully.

"Everyone, don't worry about this. I am indeed an artist. I came to find inspiration recently. This master is my friend. We are all from other places, so you don't know each other."

Wu Chun glanced at Du Zhengde, he is really a hateful guy.

Wu Chun resisted the urge to go up and beat him up. Did he have some kind of illness? He had such a deep obsession with this tree.

The current atmosphere is stalemate, everyone will be scruples because of what grandpa said, but the master from other places seems to be able to speak.

No one stipulates that masters can only be locals.

At this moment, an old man's voice suddenly sounded from behind the crowd.

"This tree cannot be cut down."

It sounds like an old woman.

Wu Chun stood on tiptoe and looked behind the crowd. Xu Shiyao's mother walked over with the help of a mother-in-law who was about the same age as his grandfather. The people in the village seemed to respect this mother-in-law very much, so they gave way involuntarily.

"Sun Xiangu, why did you come out of the temple?"

This is Sun Xiangu!

Wu Chun remembered that his grandfather told him that there was a temple not far from here, which was said to guard the safety of this place, and it was said that this fairy girl was a maid chosen by the gods in the temple, and was responsible for delivering news from both sides.

Sun Xiangu was raised in the temple since she was very young. Generally, she performed rituals for others and never charged. She herself was very respected.

Sun Xiangu looked around, knocked the crutch on the ground twice, and said angrily, "If I don't come out, someone will cut off the god I invited!"

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One edamame:

I... my leg was swollen from a bug bite, it hurts so much, oh my god!