C12 File Bone Raising Ash

The bolt went straight down the hill into the trough of the horn, and we followed close behind, this time very carefully, as Glass and I had last run into that strange wind in here. But I didn't have any foreboding, because I didn't feel an itch on my forehead. The bolt ran straight into the gulley and came to a halt in front of a clump of mountain jujube trees, which lay beneath the slope of the gulley, separated from the field at the bottom of the ditch by a gutter. There were two such drains in the trenches, one on each side of the field, leading north and south along the trenches. This was dug up by the open land people to prevent the crops from being flooded during the rainy season. Actually, in my opinion, this is unnecessary. The bottom of the surrounding valley is basically north to south, and even in the rainy season, the water will naturally flow out and not stay here. The bolt pointed at the jujube tree and shouted, "It broke into pieces!"

When I got closer to the glass, I saw a flat rock beneath the jujube tree, with a few rocks beside it. There was something like lime left on the rock, and we looked through the glass for a long time, but we didn't know what it was. At this moment, the bolt pushed away the jujube tree, and the instant the jujube tree was pushed away, I suddenly felt a chill, and then my forehead began to itch. Glass and I looked behind the jujube tree and couldn't help but look at each other, unsure of what to say.

My forehead was starting to itch so badly that it seemed that this place had become unsafe again. I said that the glass was going to leave and this place was going to have an accident.

Naturally, the glass knew what was going to happen. We each grabbed a bolt and rushed out with one arm. In reality, the bolt was forced out by us because we had been struggling the entire time.

As I stepped out of the loudspeaker ditch, I looked back. I could feel the grooves were foggy and I couldn't see what was inside, but the glass said nothing had changed.

"Whose is that pile of broken bones?" This is a file filled with ashes, who would have such a huge grudge against who? " the glass asked.

I said, "If you ask, that skeleton must belong to that Mrs. Zhao. As for who intentionally broke it, I think it could only be one person."

"Are you talking about Uncle Fu?" The glass lowered its voice.

"Because only if it's him can this story be connected."

Glass nodded, but considered that there was no evidence and could not be determined.

I was actually guessing that if there were any "Ghost Needles" nearby, I would be sixty percent certain that I was coming for Uncle Fu. But I just saw that there was no "Ghost Needles" near the jujube tree, which doesn't mean that Uncle Fu must have been at the bottom of the ditch.

I told him about it, and the glass said, "You're confused, if it was Uncle Fu, he wouldn't have taken the route we took today, and the shortest distance from that piece of land to the bottom of the horn ditch is where I was pushed down from the sky. In the middle of the slope is a large area of Ghost Needles, and my pants were glued up a lot the last time."

"Sticky on top of the pants can indeed be explained, but sticking on top of Uncle Laifu's head is not so easy to explain! It's not like he can run down by his head! "

"He said that you, Yu Mu's head, is not wrong at all. If he were to climb up from there, he would have done it!"

It made sense for the glass to say this. From the bottom of the ditch, the shortest way was to climb up. Moreover, compared to other places, it seemed to be a lot more uphill, so climbing up wasn't too difficult.

Glass continued, "Of course, this is still speculation, not evidence. The first way to find evidence is to interrogate Uncle Laifu. This is very hard to do, and it might even hurt our relationship, unless we are absolutely sure that it's him. The second is to ask Yu Tuozi, since he knows of this place, it means that he has been here before, but he did not say a word, so it should be quite difficult. "

Glass thought for a while, then suddenly looked up at the plug and asked, "The plug, who fell?"

The bolt laughed, and then the glass immediately asked, "Who's the one who falls, who's the one who falls?" The bolt responded, and he turned around and took a few steps forward, moving very fast, with every step moving five centimeters down the center of his body, which was clearly not the way the bolt walked. Suddenly, the bolt fell, but this fall seemed to be deliberately caused by it, because he was still laughing as he fell on the ground. He kept saying, "Down down, down, down," like a baby learning how to walk.

When the glass and I looked at each other, we both shouted, "One hundred percent!"

Because the plug was imitating Uncle Lai-Fu's walk. Uncle Lai-Fu walked with big, unsteady steps, as if there was something wrong with his leg, which I had known since I was a kid. It seemed like every word that the person said now was a reaction to a certain matter. Because the matter had left a deep impression on him, he would always repeat it repeatedly in his mouth. And the glass seemed to find this out, so it also deliberately induced him to show something. Then I remembered something that the glass had said to me: "He's crazy. Are you crazy with him?" Now it seemed that this was not the case. If one wanted to know what the madman was thinking, they would have to go crazy along with him.

"Seems like the answer to the first question." I said to the glass.

"Just a little more!"

I was stunned. I had already found the reason for the old lady's return. Why was it so close? The glass said, "What was Uncle Laifu's motive for breaking her bones? "Why did this hatred arise?"

The answer to this question was very obvious. Old Madame Zhao had charged into Auntie Gui Hua first, but Uncle Fu and Auntie Gui Hua's relationship was very close. Thus, the file fell to the ground as revenge. From the looks of it, there weren't any logical flaws.

Glass seemed to read my thoughts and smiled. "It seems that you don't understand what the leopard is trying to say." Then he said, "Forget it, let's go back. It's almost noon, I'm a little hungry!"

On the way back, I kept thinking back to what the leopard cat had said. I thought it through, trying to find out what was going on inside. I didn't see anything worth looking into until I got home. In the end, Glass couldn't hold it in and said, "You forgot about Cao Laowu's appearance!"

Cao Laowu? I suddenly understood that the reason why Uncle Li Fu destroyed Old Madame Zhao's corpse was because of Old Lady Zhao's appearance, not because of Old Lady Zhao. I reorganized what happened and found out that on the morning of September 18th, Uncle Fu came to send off Old Madame Zhao. Aunt Gui Hua had already improved, which meant that Old Madame Zhao wasn't bad and wasn't doing harm to others, so there was someone with money. However, when Aunt Guihua's sun was about to set in the afternoon, she suddenly went crazy. It was much more serious than before. When the leopard and cat went back, Cao Laowu and Old Madame Zhao got on top of her at the same time. It was probably during this time that Uncle Laifu went to the south of the mountain for the second time and smashed Old Madame Zhao's corpse. At the same time, it could be inferred that Uncle Fu had brought a plug with him when he went. As for why he had brought a plug with him, perhaps only Uncle Fu himself knew that.

After analyzing the attitude of the leopard cat towards Old Madame Zhao, it was clear that she was partial towards her. The reason why she favored Old Madame Zhao and not Uncle Fu was because she thought that Uncle Fu had done something wrong. What did Uncle Laifu do wrong? It could very well be the incident of the file being thrown into the air and the bones turning into ashes. If that was the case, then this was a completely different story. In other words, Uncle Fu shouldn't have destroyed Old Madame Zhao's corpse. But, was it because this was too much, or was it because he had avenged the wrong person? Combined with the appearance of Old Cao's fifth uncle, it was very likely that he was the one who had injured his uncle Zhang Guan and Li Dai and thought of Old Cao as Old Lady Zhao returning with money to break the contract. Thus, in his anger, he destroyed his corpse to vent his hatred. If he thought about it this way, then the way things were progressing was very reasonable! If it was the first case, then Uncle Fu would burn the paper money and Old Madame Zhao would leave. However, she felt aggrieved and went to the southern part of the mountain to destroy the corpse. Laifu was a well-behaved man, and it was better to avoid trouble. Since he had already sent them off, everything would be fine. Why did he have to cause trouble again out of the blue?

When I told my thoughts to the glass, the glass agreed that Uncle Li Fu had done the wrong thing and had avenged the wrong things. That was because he could tell from the wine table that Uncle Fu was a very honest person and wouldn't look for trouble unless someone forced him into a corner. Glass had seen a lot of people, and he had always been accurate in his judgement. This time, he would not make a mistake. In this way, the matter was very clear. Everything was caused by Cao Laowu, so what was his motive? The problem gradually concentrated on Cao Ol'fifth.

"This time, it's not going to be easy. Old Cao is a dead man, even the leopard cat has no way to deal with him. He's probably more ferocious." The problem now is that Cao Laowu and that little boy are both nailed to the poplar tree. If we release the little boy, Cao Laowu will also come out, and then no one will be able to subdue him. "However, if we do not release them, even though Old Madame Zhao is a kind-hearted person, she will continue to linger around. It would be difficult for her to not be desperate."

What Glass said was exactly what I was worried about. However, there was another important question. If that little boy was released, would Old Madame Zhao leave? Would Uncle Fu let things go so easily after causing such a huge mess? What I should do is give her an explanation.

"Don't bring up the name of Cao Ol'fifth anymore!" During dinner, his mother reprimanded him, "This thing is not worth thinking about."

The reason why his mother used "things" instead of "people" was because when Cao Lao Wu was entangled with the monkey spirit, his performance was really too weird, almost lacking in human characteristics.

"Auntie, can you tell me about Old Cao's fifth brother?" About Cao Lao Wu I also said a few rough words to the glass, but did not dare to say too much, because the matter involves my next of kin. Glass's personality naturally wouldn't satisfy what I said, especially after hearing Mom say, "This thing can't be taken care of." He probably found the word "thing" contained in it, which was why he asked Mom about Cao Ol'fifth after getting interested for a while. As it turned out, the glass had been badly lectured, not only by him but by me as well.

Glassglass saw that the situation wasn't right and hurriedly said, "I ate my fill." Then, he pulled me and ran. It was ridiculous. Glass and I were kicked off the table for two days in a row. This was too much!

In the afternoon we went to the house of the flower leopard cat, but he was not at home, and I heard he was at the market again. His eyes were useless, but his heart was brighter than anyone else's. This was Glass's evaluation of the leopard cat.

"What's the use of having a bright hall? Other people would go back and forth in the morning. He should go in the morning and come back in the evening!" I said, feeling a little sorry for the leopard cat. Looking at his appearance, one could tell that he was extremely talented in the art of dispelling evil. One could imagine just how mighty he used to be. Unfortunately, he lost his sight in his later years, so his life became so difficult.

Glassglass looked at the place where the leopard cat lived and praised it. He said that the leopard cat really knew how to choose a place and that the house was built smoothly. Actually, I know the level of glass, it's fine to see some obvious landscape layout, as for some residential feng shui, he can only see three parts of it at most.

I glanced at the glass and said, "Go back and carefully study the gossip the day after tomorrow. Don't show off that level of yours. If you meet an expert, you won't even lose face!"

Actually, I only know a little about the residential feng shui involved in the gossip about the day after tomorrow. I have never dared to express my opinions. However, they lived too close to the mountain. Furthermore, they lived facing the mountain and had no water vapor. If they stayed here for too long, it would be disadvantageous for their master. If the point is clear, it is that the mountain condenses into water, and the house is built on the north side of the mountain, which is prone to arthritis, rheumatism and other diseases. However, I felt that the leopard cat knew more than I did. He must have considered this question, and the reason why he was still living here was probably because the mountain was too low and the bare mountain wasn't there.

The glass was struck dead on the spot by me, so I didn't say anything more. We waited for an hour by the pond next to the flower and leopard house, but there was still no sign of the leopard, and I felt there was nothing I could do about it, so we turned around and went back. Before the glass left, it actually stole the eight trigrams on the door of the flower leopard cat. This was something I only found out later on. In the countryside, almost every household had to hang a trigram or a mirror directly above the door, under the eaves of the house. It was used to ward off evil spirits. I'm not sure if this will work. In the sense of gossip, it merely represented a philosophical thought, a principle comprehended from nature, especially the innate gossip. This had nothing to do with fending off evil and protecting the yard from evil. And through the expansion of the inborn gossip, it had indeed extended to the daily use of people. Especially in the Yin Yang Residence's Feng Shui aspect, which was over a thousand years old, nearly two thousand years old. However, as to how much credibility there was, it was naturally not easy to prove.

"Hey, Jiro, tell me about Old Cao's fifth brother!" Glass looked at me with a serious expression.