In early 1912, a mixed brigade from the north of Annan County occupied the county town.
In the middle of the night, Zhang San, Li Si and Wang Wu, the three soldiers kicked open the door of Liu's house and shouted, "Liu Ziliang, come out!"
had no answer. The whole house seemed to be empty, and the old wooden furniture fell in the hall in a row.
"Brother Wang, this Liu family is so weird. If you guard the tomb, your own family will be as gloomy as a tomb." The person who said this was Li Si, the least courageous. It turned out that they were ordered by Brigade Commander Zhang who had just entered the city to dig out the tomb that the Liu family had been guarding for hundreds of years. It is said that there are countless gold, silver and treasures in the tomb.
As he was talking, a dim oil lamp lit up in the southernmost attic. The three of them looked at each other, walked over, and stopped at the door.
"Reply to the master, he is sick!" After a while of silence, suddenly, a muffled answer came from behind.
This sudden sound scared the three of them to death. Looking back, it was an old man with white hair, holding a bowl of medicine in his hand.
Chapter Three cursed angrily: "I'm old, I'm not going to walk soundly, who are you scared!"
Chapter Three strode to the sick bed, grabbed the sick Liu Ziliang, and said fiercely: "Take us to Qingshan Tomb, otherwise, I'll let you see the King of Hell immediately!"
Liu Ziliang panted and said tremblingly: "Qingshan Tomb" said: "Qing" Mountain tomb, green mountain tomb. Living people go in and dead people come out. The rules of ancestors, our descendants must not take a step. "
Li Si smiled "hehe" and suddenly grabbed the old man and said, "Take us there. Otherwise, we will kill him first and then you!"
The old man is thin and can't resist Li Si's strength. He staggered and fell to the ground. Li Si took advantage of the situation and stepped on the old man's back and looked at Liu Ziliang proudly.
"Young master, don't worry about me." said the old man.
"No. If it weren't for taking care of me, you wouldn't have followed me to Annan County." At this point, Liu Ziliang coughed continuously. It turned out that this old man had nothing to do with Liu Ziliang.
A month ago, Liu Ziliang took the exam in another province and saved the bullied old man from several little gangsters. Later, Liu Ziliang got cold and slept in the inn, and was confused. I don’t know where the old man found the prescription, but Liu Ziliang woke up after drinking it. A few days later, the old man escorted Liu Ziliang back home, but found that his family had already fled. So the old man simply stayed to take care of Liu Ziliang.
Chapter Three gun barrels raised one inch higher and said ferociously: "What do you say? Or not?"
At this moment, a girl's scream came from the door. Wang Wu pulled a little girl and walked in with a proud look on his face.
"Erya, why are you..."
"Brother, my aunt asked me to come back..."
When he heard this, Liu Ziliang sighed. He had seen that Wang Wu was holding a cloth bag in his hand, with a faint glow of jewelry inside. The eldest lady must be reluctant to let go of these things and asked Erya to come back to get them, but she ended up hitting Wang Wu.
At this moment, the old man suddenly said softly, "Master, raise your feet high, oh, breathe a sigh of relief." Li Si squinted his eyes and glanced at the thin old man. Before he could speak, suddenly, the old man quickly raised his hand and sprinkled around the house, and suddenly red smoke rose!
Li Si felt his feet relaxed, and a group of soldiers in red military uniforms seemed to fall from the sky, with numb expressions, holding weapons in their hands, surrounding the three soldiers. The three of them quickly pulled the trigger, and a few "bang" sounds, but they saw that the bullets just passed through the body of the soldier in red...
No one could see how the soldier in red attacked. They just made a few "plops" sounds, and the three soldiers collapsed on the ground one after another and died.
The soldier in red turned to the old man expressionlessly, and suddenly the figure flashed and the whole body disappeared, leaving only a ground of red beans. The old man lifted up his jacket, and the red bean immediately penetrated into the old man's pocket.
Liu Ziliang looked at all this in a daze, his head blank. "Brother..." A slight scream sounded. Liu Ziliang turned his head and saw a dagger penetrated deep into Erya's chest, and blood gushed out. It turned out that the cunning Wang Wu stabbed the soldier in red several times and found that it was useless, so he simply gave Erya a knife.
"I'm the only sister..." Liu Ziliang's eyes darkened and he fainted.
When Liu Ziliang woke up, he saw the old man holding medicine and feeding him carefully.
"Save Erya, save Erya!" Liu Ziliang suddenly woke up, shook his body and got out of bed, knelt in front of the old man, and kept kowtowing.
The old man frowned, looked for a while, sighed slowly, and said, "Ziliang, get up. We are destined to be together. Tomorrow, you go to a big tree two miles away from Qiaokou, North District, and see two old men playing chess. You take this pot of tea, see that their tea cups are empty, and then put them in full. When they talk to you, you kneel down and kowtow. Remember, don't say a word." The old man took out a purple clay teapot from under the blue cloth coat. The lid said "South" and "North" was engraved on the bottom of the pot, and said, "Take this teapot."
Liu Ziliang looked at the teapot in surprise. It was so small, at most half a cup of tea.
The old man saw his doubts, smiled slightly, and said, "Do you believe me?"
"No! Old man, I believe whatever you say!" Liu Ziliang said hurriedly.
The next day, Liu Ziliang soaked water in the teapot and walked to the place where the old man said. Finally, when I was ugly, I saw the tree the old man mentioned.
Under the tree, there were two old men sitting, one wearing a red robe and the other wearing a blue robe, and the two were playing chess. The old man in red had a tea cup in his hand. Liu Ziliang was happy next time and his steps became a little lighter. But for some reason, it was clearly right in front of me, but I walked for a long time before I walked to the old man playing chess.
Liu Ziliang didn't dare to speak, but just stood aside and paid attention to the tea in the old man in the red robe.
is strange. No matter how you add tea to the old man, the hot water in this purple clay teapot is always rare. The two old men were immersed in the chess game and knew nothing about the things around them.
"Repeat!" The old man in red robe suddenly put the chess piece in his hand on the chess surface of the stone table, laughed loudly, took the tea at his hand, and took a sip. At this time, he saw Liu Ziliang standing beside him holding a teapot, and he was immediately surprised and kept looking up and down.
Liu Ziliang didn't dare to speak, so he quickly put the teapot and kowtowed.
I don’t know how long it took to kowtow, but the old man in the red robe said to himself, “It’s already been too late, it’s too late.”
The old man in the blue robe couldn’t help but say, “Look at this teapot, it’s from Nandou.”
The old man in the red robe suddenly pulled down, he looked at the purple clay teapot in Liu Ziliang’s hand carefully, curled his lips, and said, “This old man is causing trouble for me all day long.” The old man in the blue robe knocked on the chess piece in his hand and said, “You have caused a lot of trouble for him. You guys have also asked him to do something wrong. They are each other."
The old man in red robe sighed, took out a book from his robe, turned to the last page, and found a pen from somewhere, muttered a few words, painted a few strokes, looked at Liu Ziliang and said, "Liu Erya, I have already helped her add one more stroke to the age of seventy-seven. There are three other people dead at your family at the same time, and I have also helped them hook them to avoid your future troubles."
Speaking of this, the old man in red robe touched his beard, nodded slightly to the old man in blue robe, and stood up and floated away.
Liu Ziliang knelt on the ground, at a loss.
The old man in blue robe couldn't help but say, "Go. Keep moving forward, don't look back."
Liu Ziliang quickly got up and walked back. I could only hear behind me, and the sound of huge rocks rolling...
When I returned home, it was already dark.
As soon as Liu Ziliang walked into the yard, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew.Under the pale moonlight, something seemed to be about to emerge from the thin soil. In the blink of an eye, a pair of thin hands stretched out the soil...
Liu Ziliang, who was standing in the yard, was already scared to death, and watched three people who should have died crawl out of the mud and slowly exit the door.
I don’t know how long I have been standing in the cold wind, but Liu Ziliang suddenly woke up and hurried to the attic. Pushing open the attic door, a warm breath in the room rushed towards you. Liu Ziliang felt a little calmer.
"Brother, you are back." Liu Ziliang raised his eyes and saw Erya sitting at the table, flipping through his book. He was dizzy and fell to the ground.
This strange thing happened until Liu Ziliang woke up and didn't know why. Because the old man who gave him the purple clay pot had already left.
Just heard Erya say that the street has been spread recently, saying that it was Brigade Commander Zhang who sent three people to dig the grave, and finally went back crazily and foolishly. When he saw someone, he said, "Red-clothed soldiers, red-clothed soldiers, have you seen it?"
From then on, no one dared to have the idea of the Liu family again. Everyone says that the tomb guarded by the Liu family is helped by ghosts and gods. So, whenever she heard this, Liu Ziliang couldn't help but think of what the old man in red robe said: "Don't let you suffer..."
As for Erya's death once, she couldn't remember it. So, this became a headless case buried in Liu Ziliang's heart.
One day, Liu Ziliang held a teapot and arranged to add water to a friend Zhang Sheng who came from afar. Suddenly, Zhang Sheng's eyes widened and he asked, "Where did this pot come from?"
, and Liu Ziliang told the reason for the teapot. Zhang Sheng sighed, "Adventure, adventure! Do you know who the old man who saved you? He is Nandou! As for the old man you kowtow to beg for, I am Beidou!"
"Nandou? Beidou?" Liu Ziliang looked at Zhang Sheng in confusion and asked strangely.
Zhang Sheng glanced at him and said, "You are still a scholar. As the saying goes, "The six stars in the South Dipper control longevity, and the seven stars in the North Dipper control death. What we mean is that these two old people control life and death. People all regard this as nonsense, they are really ignorant and ignorant!"
When he heard this, Liu Ziliang suddenly became enlightened and paused repeatedly and said, "Brother Zhang, now I understand! Afterwards, I went to the tree on the other side of Qiaozhang in the North District and saw a demolished building. Guan Yu Temple. Now I think about it, the old man in blue robe that day must be Mr. Guan! "
Zhang looked at Liu Ziliang meaningfully and said, "I didn't expect that you have such a good fortune. Old Man Nandou sprinkled beans for you and gave you a purple clay pot; Old Man Beidou sketched the life and death book for you, which shows that your family has been guarding the tomb for loyal ministers for three hundred years, and God saw it in his eyes!"
Liu Ziliang nodded with a smile.
At this point, this purple clay teapot has been passed down from Liu Ziliang from generation to generation.
■Lin Hang
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