A full meal, this request is definitely not excessive, and even a little humble, Liao Daqiu was deeply moved, and hugged his fists again and again.

"Rest assured, my old Liao will definitely do it, I will definitely do it!"

The surrounding ghosts also bowed their hands towards Liao Daqiu.

"Engong, remember to hurry up and find a papermaker to make a blade battle flag, remember to remember!"

"Don't worry, it will be done, it will be done......"

In the room of Liao Daqiu's house, Lao Liao was clutching the quilt with both hands and shouting constantly.

"It must be done, it must be done, it must be done......"

The sound woke his wife up directly, and he squinted his eyes to look outside the curtain in the room, and there was already a glimmer of white light through the gap in the wooden window, obviously the sky was already dark.

The woman turned over and looked at her husband, he kept shouting "I must do it", pushed him twice, and found that his body was very tight, and his body was even more damp.

"The child is his father, the child is his father, the child is his father!"

The woman sat up from the bed and shook Liao Daqiu vigorously, finally shaking him awake, and the latter shook it a little, and woke up with an "oops".

"Ho...... Ho...... Ho ......"

Liao Daqiu gasped slightly, looked at Fang Liang a little dazedly, scanned the room early, and finally looked at his child.

"Daddy, are you having a nightmare......? That's a little scary!"

The woman took out the handkerchief at the head of the bed and said this while wiping Liao Daqiu's sweat.

Lao Liao took the handkerchief from his wife and touched his face, only to find that his face was full of sweat, and his body was also soaked in sweat.

"Nightmares, sort of......"

Liao Daqiu remembered everything in the dream just now, he saw so many ghosts, but the ghosts were all good ghosts, not a nightmare, but the things he heard were not good.

This will make Lao Liao come back to his senses and suddenly ask his wife.

"Child, do you know how to have a good papermaker master?"

Liao Daqiu's question made his wife feel a little inexplicable, there were blacksmiths, carpenters, and masons in the village, and paper craftsmen specifically referred to those who made objects for the dead.

"Could it be that something happened to any of our relatives?"

The woman was a little nervous, and Liao Daqiu hurriedly shook her head.

"No, no, no, it's because I just had a dream that I dreamed of ......"

Liao Daqiu paused and thought for a while.

"You go and pick up the kettle for me first, I'm thirsty, I'll drink the water. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, we have to drink the water!"

The woman got out of bed and went to the outhouse to carry the kettle, but she also went to see her son, and when she saw that he was asleep, she returned to the house with the kettle and the bowl of tea.

"Here, kettle. ”

Lao Liao took the kettle and tea bowl, poured water and drank it, and finally quenched his thirst after three bowls, this time it was useless to drink it like in his dream.

"Came back to your senses?"

"Come back to your senses!"

The direction of the outhouse has been brightened a lot, and the sun is rising from the horizon, Liao Daqiu calmed down, and said to his wife.

"I dreamed ...... last night"

Liao Daqiu told his wife about the things in the dream, and the latter was really frightened, and kept asking if it would be just a dream.

But such a real dream made Liao Daqiu dare not slack off, and when the day dawned again, he hurried out after eating some porridge with pickles at home.

Before he went out, Liao Daqiu saw his neighbor Lao Zhang, who was squatting at the door of his house and eating porridge.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, let me tell you, I had a dream last night......"

Liao Daqiu originally planned to go directly to the old village chief, but now he is full of desire to talk, especially with his friend Lao Zhang, who has nothing to talk about, so he directly said the deep dream last night.

Lao Zhang frowned and looked at Liao Daqiu.

"I said Lao Liao, this is just a nightmare of yours, we have been tired enough of burying the bones of passers-by all these years, what do you mean now, we still have to start burning things for them, sacrificing for them......?

Lao Zhang is also hard-working, and it is okay to accumulate virtue and do good deeds, but he also has to do what he can.

Burying the corpse and making a monument is just to exert some strength, and the crops are lacking, but there is no lack of strength, which is okay, at most sometimes add a broken straw mat or some hay.

But to burn things for the dead in the mound, to cook soup for them? This day is not enough? There are a lot of corpses in the mound!

"Oh Lao Zhang, I didn't mean that! These are all the ghosts in the mound that told me, there is a plague outside, and burning these things is also helping ourselves!"

Lao Zhang was also a little angry.

"You Lao Liao has a dream, and you want me to contribute money with you to make paper objects and cook together? The salary of the master of the papermaker is not cheap!"

There are several major events in life, and the red and white things are undoubtedly the most expensive and troublesome part, and the delicate paper objects made by the master of the papermaker are often only consumed by the rich.

I said...... Lao Zhang, of course this money is made up by everyone in the village, how can our two families ......?"

As soon as he heard this, Lao Zhang became a little angry, and opened his mouth and said loudly.

"Who is going to tell you 'the two of us'?

After Lao Zhang finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to Liao Daqiu, and ate porridge by himself, the latter looked tangled, grabbed his clothes and stomped his feet.

"Hey, I'll go to the old village chief!"

Seeing Liao Daqiu leaving, Lao Zhang shouted behind him.

"Go, go, the old village chief will definitely not go crazy with you!"

Even his best brother has this attitude, although Liao Daqiu is a farmer, his brain is still not stupid, and he knows that it is estimated that other people will not agree to this matter, so although he wants to talk about that dream with every acquaintance he sees, he holds back and walks all the way to the village chief's house.

"Uncle Liao!"

"Uh-huh, early!"

The young man who had dug the pit and dirty corpse together before greeted Liao Daqiu, who was in a hurry, but saw that Uncle Liao, who had listened to a lot of words before, simply replied and left without stopping.

"Strange thing, what's wrong with Uncle Liao today?"

Liao Daqiu walked all the way to the old village chief's house, the old village chief lived in the direction of the end of the village, not far from the land temple at the end of the village, and when he saw the courtyard of the old village chief's house, he was also slightly relieved, but he was a little apprehensive in his heart.

Although the old village chief wants to be reasonable, experienced and knowledgeable, but thinking back to Lao Zhang's attitude, if the old village chief is like this, what should I do?

Before Liao Daqiu could figure out a good way, the old village chief, who saw him coming from a distance, directly directed the bowl in his hand, walked out of the fence yard quickly, trotted towards Liao Daqiu, and rushed to him and opened his mouth to shout.

"Lao Liao! Let me tell you, the land lord gave me a dream last night!

The old village chief's mood was more excited than Liao Daqiu, and he startled Lao Liao, who was thinking hard.

"Huh?"

Liao Daqiu asked in a daze, making the old village chief anxious.

"Oh, last night, I had a very real dream, in the dream I suddenly had a stomachache, was awakened, so I put on my clothes and went out to the thatched house, on the way past the land temple, I saw the land lord sitting outside, he directly called me 'little hairball', this is my nickname, I am more than sixty, now don't say that someone calls me, the people who remember this are almost gone......"

The old village chief looked in the direction of the end of the village.

"Let me tell you, the land lord is really as rumored to be, he is quite short...... That's right, by the way, he told me that we might have plague ghosts coming over soon, and he plans to work with the ghosts of Yoshizuka to help us block it, and if we can't stop it, we can say ......"

Liao Daqiu, who was still listening in a daze, immediately slapped his thigh when he heard this.

"Oh, old village chief, I was about to tell you about this! I, I was also dreamed of last night, and many ghosts came out of the mound, and they were waiting for me in front of my house, telling me that the plague ghosts were coming, and they were going to fight to the death with the plague ghosts to protect the peace of our village, and they were going to burn some paper objects......

Two people who had a dream last night, and even now they are still in shock, are talking to each other about last night's dream together, and after they have finished speaking, they will confirm each other, and this matter is already very clear.

What else can be said about this? Liao Daqiu and the old village chief were ready to go to the village together to mobilize, and the latter went back to the courtyard to finish the porridge in three or two bites, and went out with Lao Liao with a gong.

"Dangdang......"

Along the way, the gong sounded loudly all the way, and the movement spread from the end of the village to the head of the village, and finally succeeded in attracting the attention of the whole village.

After a while, most of the people in the village had gathered in the grain field in the center of the village, and Liao Daqiu even borrowed a table and asked the old village chief to stand on it and talk to everyone, and when the old village chief finished speaking, he went up to talk about his dream.

The villagers are actually more superstitious about this kind of strange thing, if it is just Liao Daqiu said, many people may react the same as Lao Zhang, but the old village chief and Lao Liao said together, and the face is serious and even occasionally frightened, plus the group effect is easy to get up, and soon everyone's emotions are also mobilized, and everyone becomes afraid.

In the end, everyone had to ask the land lord, so many people went to the land temple together and asked the land lord in the way of wrestling, and as a result, they fell many times in a row, and the saint was saint every time.

At this moment, most of the people in the village were shaken, and the old village chief and Liao Daqiu kept doing their work, and soon many people were moved.

Liao Daqiu and a few farmer men went to the county town to find a paper maker, and the old village chief was making soup and rice in the village.

To make soup for more than 100 ghosts, at least a dozen or twenty families have to make it together, and this time after all, the possibility is critical, not afraid of 10,000 is afraid of just in case, so this soup still has to take some effort, absolutely can't deal with things, just kill 30 or 40 chickens and ducks, in Maotan Village can be regarded as a big expense.

The county seat is about half a day's journey away from Maotan Village, Lao Liao and Lao Zhang and others arrived in the city, and went to the white shop to find the boss.

The people of Maotan Village ordered paper battle flags and paper weapons in one go, which made the boss happy and quite strange, how could there be a dead man to burn this, but of course it is good to have a business to do, how can he care so much.

politely said, "The guest officer is leaving", and sent a few croppers to leave before returning to the store with a smile, which happened to be seen by his wife.

"Boss, what kind of big business have you encountered so happily?"

It didn't seem that the one who had just left was not rich, so the woman was a little puzzled.

"Hehe, of course, over there in Maotan Village, I ordered some paper flags and paper weapons, which are quite a lot, and the deposit is enough. ”

The boss weighed a copper coin in his hand.

"Yo, I can't see it!"

"Yes, even if the time is tight, the requirements are high, but these things are much simpler than making a house and making a paper figure, I have less rest, and I can get out of work soon......!

"Then why don't you go to work quickly? I'll just look at the shop!"

The proprietress crossed her hands on her waist and went to work with the shopkeeper, who hurried back to the courtyard behind the shop.

It's just that when he left, the shopkeeper was also thinking about another word from those croppers, saying that it might be a haunting ghost and telling the boss to be careful.

But in recent years, the government has been very sensitive to oral rumors among the villagers, because they were afraid that they would be arrested by the government to convict the people of misleading the public, and the farmer did not dare to say too much and left.

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