The 991st Guardian of the Village
In the middle of the ancestral hall is an old jujube tree, but it is winter, and there is not a single leaf on the old jujube tree. I thought that after so many years, Zhujia Village must have also suffered from the Yellow River breach, and the old jujube tree must have died. But Ma Chengfeng took a closer look and realized that the bark of the jujube tree was not hard work, so it just entered a state of hibernation.
He said to himself: "It's strange, after a long time, there is no grass on the other side of the Yellow River, and it is buried by yellow sand everywhere, but this old jujube tree has not died?" ”
"Cheng Feng, come and see, there is a well under the tree, my God, the water in the well is so clear!" Chang Xiaoman ran to the ancient well and looked down, there was a thick hemp rope hanging from the edge of the well, and there was a wooden bucket underneath.
"Someone! There must be living people living in the village! The bucket has no hair! Ma Chengfeng dragged the bucket up and checked it, and said assertedly.
If the Zhu family really has descendants who guard the Eye of Ameira, then the last possible thing is to live in the ancestral hall and guard the spiritual tablet of the ancestors. The three of them quickly rushed into the ancestral hall, but the ancestral hall was empty, and even the portraits of the ancestors of the Zhu family that should have been hung on the wall were gone. Although no suspicious person was found, the ancestral hall was very clean and almost spotless, which once again confirmed Ma Chengfeng's speculation. The descendants of the Zhu family must have come to clean it often.
The ancestral hall is a place to pay tribute to the ancestors of the family, and as long as the ancestral hall is built, it cannot be moved easily. Even if the ancestral portraits and spiritual seats enshrined in this ancestral hall are destroyed, this is still an ancestral hall, and every once in a while, the descendants of the family will come to worship and burn incense.
"I remember the moon was a little round last night, what time is it today?" Ma Chengfeng asked.
"Fifteen? What's wrong? ”
"According to the customs of the southerners, the traditional big families, in addition to the ancestor sacrifice day and major festivals, also come to the ancestral hall on the fifteenth day of the first month to incense the ancestors!"
It dawned on me. "What do you mean...... Will the descendants of the Zhu family appear tonight? ”
"Assuming our whereabouts haven't been revealed!"
The sun was shining overhead, and the three of them fell on the ancient ancestral hall basking in the warm sun, and they were comfortable, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, there were no grievances and grievances, everything was so simple, not even the sound of birds.
"Huh? Did you two find a problem? Why can't there be any animals in Zhujia Village? Xiao Man sat up and asked.
"Sister Xiaoman, you are really joking, there is not even a shadow of a living person in this ghost place, who will raise domestic animals and pets?"
Ma Chengfeng said: "Xiao Man should not mean this, the more barren the place, the more birds inhabit, the coldest winter in the Gannan area is only minus ten degrees, not as cold as our northeast, most birds do not need to move south, not only there is no trace of birds here, not even wild rats, isn't it strange?" ”
The white clouds in the sky slowly drifted by, and sure enough, there was no trace of birds.
Time passed minute by minute, and the ancient village was quiet, except for the yellow sand pouring in from time to time outside the city wall, this place had almost become a forgotten place by the yang world.
"Is there really a living person here? I don't think that means, why don't you think that means? "That's a little impatient.
"Huh...... Are you going to bet with me? ”
"Bet on what?"
"The second Eye of Ameira!"
Na Xiu high-fived Ma Chengfeng and swore an oath: "Okay! If you win, there are really panting creatures in this ancient village, and once you get this Eye of Amira, I will definitely give it up! ”
"Well, if I were you, you wouldn't make this bet, at least you would have time to look at it twice before you made a bet?" Xiao Man reached out and grabbed his head, slowly moving his gaze to a dirt road directly opposite the Zhu family ancestral hall.
I saw that at the end of the dirt road, there was a person holding incense candles and ingots in his hand and walking towards the ancestral hall.
"I wipe ...... Can I take back what I just said? "That's dumbfounded.
"Hey...... Willing to lose! Prepare to work, be careful for a while, if you can stay in Zhujia Village for decades, you must also have some ability, don't do it rashly! Ma Chengfeng said, and jumped down from the roof of the Zhu family ancestral hall.
The ancient village seems to have been cursed by the demons of hell and has become a taboo in the hearts of the people on both sides of the Yellow River. Very few people have been here for decades, and of course, none of the few waves that have come in have ended well. The man who came had long been accustomed to living here alone, sunrise and sunset every day, guarding the secrets left by his ancestors.
He took the incense candle ingots used to worship his ancestors and walked along the dirt road towards the ancestral hall without any defense.
As soon as he pushed open the creaking wooden door of the ancestral hall, he was stunned, and the incense and candle ingots in his hand were also scattered to the ground.
Ma Chengfeng sat on the steps of the ancestral hall, with a small cigarette in his mouth and a mysterious smile on his face. Behind him were Na Xiu and Chang Xiaoman. The three young people don't look at the fashion of dressing, but they can see from their eyes that they are not good at stubble.
"You...... You guys...... How did you get in? The man spoke. He is about sixty years old, slightly hunchbacked, probably not leaving Zhujia Village for too long, and the clothes he wears are all Republic of China style. Seeing a living person wearing such clothes with my own eyes is a bit of a time lapse in time, just like watching a TV series.
"I should ask you that, right?" He stepped forward in a few steps, without the slightest intention of respecting the old and loving the young, and grabbed the old man's neck and pulled it over.
"That brother, don't be unreasonable!" Ma Chengfeng pushed him away, and flattened the folds of the collar on the old man's chest. "Huh...... Uncle, we are a few hiking enthusiasts, a few days ago from the county seat, all the way along the bank of our Yellow River came over, no, look at our ancient village scenery is good, I want to come in to rest. ”
"Where are you city boys, why don't you come here? There's nothing you want to see in the village, so let's go! "The old man seemed extremely aloof, and was not as hospitable as the locals.
"Uncle, we've been sleepy for so long, I wonder if you have anything else to eat at home that you can prepare for us? You can rest assured that we give you the money. Xiao Man secretly observed the old man's reaction.
"Humph! No no! Come on! Come on! You are not welcome here! The old man turned around, and glared at the three of them with a vicious look like a knife.
"I said this uncle, this is your fault, it's okay if you don't want to cook for us, but is such a big ancient village your family? We can go when we want, can you stop it? Ma Chengfeng followed in a few steps and said unrelentingly.
(End of chapter)