Seven Evil Slips Chapter 75:

The delicious instant noodles and poached eggs that Yan Hongsha had been waiting for finally came to naught.

Kiyo said: "A rag doll is drowned in the water, and it's frightening. This water is also used to wash feet."

Yan Hongsha was curious: "What kind of doll, Kiyo, you can take a look."

Muyoha and Ha dryly laughed twice, paused for a while, and said, "Fuck you."

She doesn't take that thing.

Yan Hongsha was timid, but she was really itchy and curious. Finally, she couldn't hold it back. She took a torch by herself, put a plastic bag on her hand, screamed all the way to the side of the well, and picked up the torch. And all the way ah ah ah ran back.

Kiyo jumped upstairs anxiously: "That **** thing! Don't take it back!"

Yan Hongsha screamed all the way, sneaking back from her busy schedule, "Did you let me watch from the well?"

She ran all the way downstairs before throwing down the doll, held up a torch to look at it, and said with a snort, "This doll, Sao Qingniang, is just like the one Luo Ren said."

Kiyo bent down from downstairs, watching by the light of the torch.

It is indeed very similar, holding a broom in the right hand, which is really tied with bamboo strips and sewed around the hand, with a basket on the left arm and a small bundle.

It's just that this is a rough and simple version.

Yan Hongsha even stretched out her hand to pinch it, and said, "There is really some rice stuffed in this sewn small basket."

Kiyo said: "Can't you come up yet?"

When Kiyo lost his temper, he acted like a fierce young lady, so Yan Hongsha could only climb up resentfully.

After climbing up, I looked back and saw that Sao Qingniang's doll was sleeping on the ground, with two jagged eyes of different lengths.

There is rice sewn into the small basket, if the eyes are sewn with eyeballs...

Yan Hongsha was frightened by her own thoughts, and rushed into the kitchen with a cry.

Kiyo said: "Now I know I'm afraid, don't take it just now!"

***

In the middle of the night, there was a heavy rainstorm, thunder and lightning, and the echo in the mountains was loud, and the whole house seemed to be shaken and buzzed.

Although the house is made of stone and the roof is made of wood and thatch, there are actually several places where the rain leaks.

Kiyo fell asleep in a daze, thinking: This is a small building listening to the spring rain all night.

I dreamed of Luo Ren again.

I dreamed that I was in rags, sitting by the loom weaving, it was raining heavily outside, and it was raining lightly in several places in the house.

Luo Ren held the whip by the side and said sharply: "Hurry up, I'll exchange the cloth for wine after weaving."

In the dream, I was miserable, weaving cloth while wiping tears, saying to Luo Ren: "You know how to drink..."

Kiyo was awakened by her joy, she tightened the coat she was covering, thinking: Luo Ren is a villain.

***

The next day, Kiyo woke up, and when he opened his eyes, there was a cheer.

The sun is out, not a sunny day, but at least there is sunshine.

Kiyo frugally brushed his teeth and wiped his face with the mineral water in his bag. When he returned to the house, the old man Yan and Hongsa got up. The old man Yan looked at Kiyo and said, "Kiyo , you avoid it, I have something to explain to Hongsha."

Yan Hongsha blushed, looking very embarrassed, thinking that grandpa is really stingy, they have been together day and night for so many days, yet they are still so guarded against Kiyo.

She made up her mind that no matter what grandpa said to her, she would tell Kiyo later.

Kiyo was not surprised by the old man Yan's attitude, so she let out an oh, and went out with water and dry bread by herself.

Since she is asked to avoid it, she should avoid it further away.

While chewing the bread, she walked around the village and found that the thatched cottages were indeed abandoned. She poked her head in and saw that the water accumulated in the pits inside could be used to raise fish.

She was so bored that she went to the well again.

The ancients used water as a mirror, did they use well water as a mirror? She looked up eagerly.

On the shining surface of the well, there is a rag doll named Sao Qingniang.

Blood all over Kiyo's body rushed to her head. After a second or two of freezing, she quickly ran back to the small building and looked down.

Last night, she clearly remembered that Yan Hongsha threw that sweeping lady downstairs.

No, the mud is empty, only scattered stones and grass sprouts from the crevices of the stones.

She turned around and looked back at the old turning well.

What happened last night? Did someone pick up that sweeping lady and throw it back into the well, or...

Or was it rainy and windy night, that Sao Qingniang suddenly sat up from the ground, shook every step, and walked back to the well?

The clouds parted and the sun grew brighter.

However, there were layers of coolness on Kiyo.

***

According to old man Yan's words, we still have to go over the mountain today, but we will go back the same way at night, so most of the luggage can be put in the room, just bring the necessary things.

Necessary things refer to: a long rope for going down the well, a shovel, a bamboo hat, a saber for self-defense, a torch, a walking stick, and a little dry food.

Kiyo caged for a while, packed a backpack, Yan Hongsa dragged the shovel, her face was ugly, but Kiyo himself was too preoccupied, so he didn't bother to pay attention to her.

After entering the mountains, I felt even more depressed.

The heavy rain last night changed everything beyond recognition. Many broken branches, sand, and broken trees washed down from high places—not only made the journey more difficult, but it was foreseeable that they would definitely cover up what she left yesterday. Most of the traces under them brought great difficulties to Luo Ren and the others in their pursuit.

Kiyo scolded himself for being lazy in his heart: Why did he scrape the bark of the tree restlessly and engrave letters.

She opened the way in anger, Yan Hongsha supported the old man Yan, and kept silent all the way, completely different from yesterday's complaints.

Stopping for a break to eat, Kiyo took the initiative to talk to the old man Yan and asked, "Grandpa, you are very familiar with this area."

Old man Yan nodded: "Come here."

"Does everyone here have a sweeping lady?"

Old man Yan is strange: "What is Sao Qingniang?"

Kiyo described Sa Qingniang's appearance to him, and after a few words, old man Yan understood: "That's it."

He was in a good mood, and he told Muyo that the local natives didn't understand Sao Qingniang, and they were brought in by the Han people. Yes, there are Han people in this deep mountain, and they are very old. It is said that they can be traced back to At the end of Ming Dynasty and the beginning of Qing Dynasty—it seems that he was still a big official, maybe he was related to the royal family. In order to avoid the Qing soldiers, he fled to this deep mountain.

But many people were not used to living here, and went out one after another. In the end, there were only a dozen or so households left in the deep mountain, forming a village of their own, not far from where they lived last night, only one or two mountains to climb.

Maybe it’s because there is too much rain in the mountains. These Han people’s homes have sweeping mothers. Sometimes they are paper-cut, and sometimes they are sewn with cloth and hung under the eaves for long-term use.

Kiyo asked: "Then what if Sao Qingniang is thrown into the water?"

Old man Yan said: "That's a taboo. Of course it's not good if there's too much rain, but if you sweep away all the water for eating and drinking, how can you live? If Qingniang falls into the water tank, she will be scolded."

It's true, everything should be in moderation, too much water and no water are equally annoying.

Kiyo turned to look at Yan Hongsha, it's really strange, she went to see the sweeping lady with so much interest last night, and today she was discussing this topic with old man Yan, she didn't care at all, sitting alone On the side, with his hair down, in a daze.

What's wrong? Could it be related to what old man Yan told her in the morning?

Kiyo wanted to ask, but seeing old man Yan sitting beside him, he had no choice but to hold back.

***

After eating the dry food, we continued to trek for about an hour or two. The old man Yan suddenly stopped, his voice was a little excited, and he said, "We've arrived."

It's finally here? Kiyo let out a long breath, but then became strange again.

This is the most common mountain woodland, full of fallen leaves, broken branches, turned up mud, and upturned trees. Along the way, such scenes are the most common. They are similar everywhere, and there is no discernible difference at all. .

How did old man Yan identify this place?

Oh, yes, Bao Qi.

Old man Yan doesn't look at east, west, north, south and landmarks, but only recognizes aura.

Kiyo looked around curiously, what exactly is Baoqi? Does it have a color, shape, or smell? It is always said that old man Yan is half-blind, but her eyesight is excellent, her eyes are like copper bells, and she can't even see the air.

Old man Yan took a few steps forward, stamped his right foot: "This is it."

here? Isn't that a well, Baojing, shouldn't there be a natural opening, like a well for drawing water, straight down?

Yan Hongsha dragged the shovel over.

Old man Yan said: "Here, let's dig."

And said: "Kido, you stand on a high place and pay attention to the movement around you. Maybe you have to catch a night job tonight."

Kiyo said: "Oh."

She understood a little bit, and felt a little displeased with this old man Yan: If I knew I had to dig the ground, wouldn't it be good to hire two stronger men as assistants? Poor Yan Hongsha, who still has to use a shovel to dig the soil, how long will it take to dig?

On the contrary, it's her skill of guarding the sentry, I don't know how easy it is.

Kiyo climbed up the tree lightly, sat down leaning against a thick branch, took out the small hand-held telescope, and turned to look in all directions.

Actually, if you look too much, they are all trees.

Big tree, small tree, crooked tree, tree with dense leaves, tree with sparse leaves, tree with ocher yellow...

Ocher tree?

Suddenly, Kiyo thumped in his heart, and quickly turned the binoculars to the direction he just saw.

There, the leaves and branches swayed gently, as if there was nothing unusual.

Kiyo's heart skipped a beat.

She was sure that she saw a piece of ocher yellow. At that time, she was careless and glanced at it. Now that she thinks about it, it seems to be... animal fur?

A tree-climbing animal? Is it a monkey, or the... savage that Zama once mentioned?

Kiyo didn't dare to take it lightly anymore, she sat down cross-legged, lowered her energy to her dantian, and followed the way of holding Yuan Shouyi in the past when practicing kung fu, she closed her eyes slightly, got rid of distracting thoughts, and put all her energy into listening.

Master said that what you see can be deceiving, so it is better to listen carefully.

The sound of the wind, the rustling of leaves, the sound of shovels shoveling into the soil, the heavy breathing of old man Yan...

There was a bang.

Kiyo opened his eyes and saw Yan Hongsha throwing the shovel in anger, and shouted: "I dare not!"

Old man Yan sternly said: "Pick it up!"

Yan Hongsha froze, as if about to cry, the old man Yan's face was livid, and Kiyo was a little at a loss, so he hurried down.

Sandwiched between the grandparents and grandchildren, it was a bit of a dilemma. Kiyo picked up the shovel from the ground and said, "Hongsha, are you tired? I'll dig it for you. You go to the tree to watch."

Yan Hongsha said: "Kido, please don't, there are dead people below!"

***

There are dead people down there.

In the morning, Kikai Kiyo, that's what the old man Yan said.

He said, it is a treasure well, I can see it, the best treasure well, full of treasure gas, sometimes like fog, when I first saw it, I made up my mind, this is a good deal, can't Share it with others and keep it, I will use it in the future.

But, my family is not the only one who hunts treasures in this world. That place is remote, but there is no guarantee that someday, other treasure hunters will go there.

I have to hide that place.

What is the Tibetan method? The old method of treasure hunting is to use human blood to suppress the treasure. The treasure is pure. If the blood is suppressed like this, other treasure hunters will never see it again. Only you can see it.

In the future, when you come back to find this place, you will not rely on precious energy, but the endless... blood energy that rises from the ground and is mixed with precious energy.

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