Snake Tangled Three Dreams

Chapter 44 Canaan Spirit Tree
After the observation experience in the Mouse Cave last time, I have a new understanding of Liu Wangzhi's consistent silence.

That is - the bad snake is quiet, it must be acting as a demon.

As long as the snake doesn't say a word, it's either too lazy to care about people, or it's brewing some ghostly thoughts.

Obviously, the current situation should be the second.

I winked at Liu Wangzhi, but he didn't even look at me. He fixed his calm gaze on the old village chief, as if he really had a strong interest in the snake stick.

I have seen the power of that snake stick, but I can't figure out what Liu Wangzhi is, whether that thing will cause him any harm.

But after thinking about it, since he came up with this idea himself, it shouldn't be a problem, right?
"Canaan wood is the treasure of my family's town house. I didn't intend to show it to others, but this time the disaster in the village is so serious that I have to take it out and use it." The old village chief stopped rubbing the beads and hesitated. After a while, he held down the armrest of the wooden sofa and made a gesture to get up, "Forget it, since you are here for it, then I will show it to you."

I was a little surprised that the village chief agreed to this request.

After all, he didn't know Liu Wangzhi's identity, and he didn't ask what we did with this Canaan wood, but just to satisfy our curiosity, he agreed to show us this treasure.

"Really, that's great." I was polite on purpose. Seeing that the village chief was struggling to get up while holding on to the handrail, I gave him a hand to help the old man, and then smiled politely, "Are you comfortable with your legs and feet? Do you need it?" I hold you by the arm?"

The old village chief slowly drew back his skinny arms, and opened his mouth to say something. At this time, his grandson just brought tea from the kitchen. He glanced at his grandson and smiled kindly at me: "No need. , Let my grandson come. You and your friends sit here first, and I will fetch the snake stick."

"Grandpa, do they want to see the snake stick?" The village head's grandson put down the tea tray, straightened up and supported the old village head.

"Well, you can go up with me." The old village chief nodded, grabbed his arm and slowly walked towards the stairs at the other end of the hut.

When the figures of their grandpa and grandson disappeared into the top of the stairs, I moved my body and turned to Liu Wangzhi, looking at him with my arms folded: "You are a bit strange, I have never asked why I think it is the village chief, and now I still don't like it." Take the initiative to look at the snake stick. Aren’t you a curious person, besides, aren’t we here to ask him about the seal?”

Liu Wangzhi leaned back on the chair, folded his long legs, and said casually: "Don't worry, it's not too late to see what the snake stick is."

This snake looked like an old god, I couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was in his gourd, so I shook my head helplessly, and brought the tea on the table to my mouth.

But just as the rim of the cup touched his lips, someone grabbed his wrist.

"I'm thirsty, go home and drink, put it back." Liu Juzhi's long eyelashes drooped slightly, and he gestured towards the root carving tea table expressionlessly.

I didn't even touch a drop of water all day, and seeing him stop me from drinking water, I was a little confused: "Why, it's okay to drink some tea, right?"

Liu Wangzhi took my cup away and put it back on the tray as it was, with no emotion in his tone: "There is a kung fu tea table in front of you, but why does he have to go to the kitchen to make tea?"

I was slightly stunned, and glanced at the tea table and the exquisite tea set that was spotlessly wiped, and said in doubt: "Maybe I think we will stay soon, so..."

Halfway through, I can't make up the reason myself.

Usually, when people entertain guests, they will bring out the good tea and tea sets at home. Although Kung Fu tea takes time, but the old village chief has been the leader of the village for so many years, how could he not even have the patience to treat guests like this.

Unless, he doesn't want us to stay longer at all, and even hopes that we will leave early, or... there is something in the tea.

Seeing that I frowned halfway through my speech, Liu Wangzhi raised his eyebrows lightly, put his hand on his forehead, and put it on my lap naturally, "Bai Tingyue, look up."

"What? Where are you looking?" I was distracted by Liu Wangzhi's hand on my lap, and I suddenly looked up, and I straightened my back in surprise.

The beams of the Chinese-style pavilion are also glazed with vermilion lacquer, four thick horizontal beams interlaced and hovering under the ceiling, and on each beam, there is a small black copper statue of Pixiu!

Pixiu is a divine beast that wards off evil spirits and collects wealth, and it is also found in grottoes.But how can I believe that these two are just a coincidence?
"This is not...!" I suddenly turned my head to look at Liu Wangzhi, wanting to say that this thing has the same shape as the stone statue in the grotto.

But before he finished speaking, the village head and his grandson came back.

The old village head was supported by his grandson to sit back on the single wooden chair, touched the shiny white curved roller in his hand, and handed it forward: "Here, this is the snake-repelling stick made of Canaan wood. "

I looked at the white curved roller handed to me, still hesitating whether to take it or not, but it was already taken away by a bony hand stretched out beside it.

Liu Wangzhi lowered his head to look at the curved roller in his palm, and slowly slid his other hand over the surface of the Canaan wood, rubbing his fingertips against the white wood, and said lightly: "This spirit wood is indeed Purity is a rare treasure."

"Ho ho, you know the pearl with your eyes." The old village chief stroked his beard and smiled, "Canaan wood is rare, so it has to be the main heart wood of the hundred-year-old tree. After practicing for seven, seven, and 60 days, it will be consecrated for it, and finally one can be obtained."

With such complicated materials and processes, it is no wonder that the old village head regards it as the treasure of the town house and is reluctant to show it to others.

I turned my attention to the snake stick, and I saw that it was smooth and shiny, not like wood, but upon closer inspection, it was as delicate and beautiful as a handicraft. I looked at it several times, but I always felt that something was missing.

The last time I saw this Canaan wood driving snakes, the scene was too chaotic to take a closer look at it. I tried to recall it, and suddenly remembered that the whole body of the stick seemed to be emitting a layer of faint white light.

But right now, this Canaan wood is as smooth as ever, except that it is dull and dull.

I was concentrating on thinking, and unknowingly stretched out my hand to the curved roller in Liu Juzhi's hand, and suddenly felt a cold touch in my fingertips, and at the same time, a strange sense of impetuousness seemed to penetrate into me along the palm of my hand. The blood makes my heart beat faster, and I have an urge to destroy things with anger.

"Okay." Liu Wangzhi suddenly removed the Canaan wood and returned it to the old village chief, "We have seen this thing, thank you for your generosity."

I stared blankly at the palm of my hand, panted with my lips parted, and my chest rose and fell undetectably.

The village chief asked his grandson to take the Canaan wood, and sat on the wooden chair, his expression suddenly became serious: "Actually, your trip is not only for the Canaan wood, right?" Seeing us all looking up at him, he said, " Since we already know that our family has this Canaan wood to keep us safe, Bai Hansheng must have told you about some things back then?"

My dad actually doesn't know much, he can only explain the origin of the snake slough, but seeing that the village chief opened his mouth, he must be the clearest about what happened back then.

I smiled slightly, and simply pushed the boat along, "That's right, my dad did tell me something about Houshan back then, and you probably know that I invited the snake king on the mountain to help the village out of trouble, so you naturally understand The current situation of Houshan."

"So we came here mainly to ask you, what is the seal of the Houshan Grottoes? What is the relationship between the sealed things and the village?"

When the village chief heard me tell the story of the grotto so directly, a trace of uncertainty flashed in his old and dull eyes, then he sighed, shook his head and said, "Oh... a crime."

"When we went to catch snakes on the mountain, we accidentally passed the forest and found the grotto you mentioned. At that time, there was a roar of wild animals, and then the surrounding mountains on both sides began to roll down stones. The situation was too great. But suddenly we didn't have time to find a place to hide, and several people were crushed to death by the stone!"

"They all said that what was locked inside was a monster, and they couldn't just let it go so easily, so they lit the fire and burned the mountain forest. Who knew that thing neighed and made a human voice, saying that it would definitely not go around in the future. But we, we were too scared, we all fled down the mountain."

"Later we were worried that the thing was not dead and would really retaliate against us in the future, so we each found some ways to save our lives and blocked the news, fearing that it would cause panic in the village. Who knows... we still won't be able to escape this catastrophe, or Generation after generation, it took its revenge. Alas...it's all the sins we committed back then..."

It turned out that what happened back then was like this. First, the thing harmed people, so the villagers set fire to his mountain. Then, in a cycle of cause and effect, he took revenge on Linxiu Village?
After I learned the truth, I suddenly thought of something, and asked again: "Then when you discovered the grotto, was it sealed? You were also the one who went to sacrifice later?"

"Yeah, I'm in charge of offering sacrifices." The village chief picked up the beads on the table and rubbed them up one by one, "There's no way, if we worship him, he won't hate us so much. Good thing."

It is said that there are causes and effects, but if the villagers hadn't entered Qianlin Jun's territory, how could they have met him who was locked inside, how could he be angry and shake the mountain and push down the rolling stone, and how could there be everything behind ?
It's really hard to tell whose fault it is.

I licked my dry lips, rubbed my palms and said nothing.Liu Wangzhi stared straight at the village chief with those peach blossom eyes, his eyes were cold, and he said in a low voice: "The village chief has lived for so long, I don't know...have you ever heard of the name Yunshui Jun?"

The village head rubbed his hands with the beads, thought for a moment, and said, "I've never heard of it. But this name, shouldn't it be an ordinary person?"

It seems that the village head doesn't understand the matter of the seal at all. When that happened back then, Mr. Shuiyun had already been trapped inside.

Now there is nothing more to ask, I stood up and took Liu Wangzhi to bid farewell to the village chief.

On the way home, I was still thinking about the weirdness of that Canaan tree. Liu Wangzhi saw that I was frowning and said nothing, so he took the initiative to talk: "What are you thinking?"

Looking at the darkening sky in the distance, I frowned and said, "I can't say. I always feel that the village chief's house is weird... and that Canaan tree is also a little weird."

Liu Wangzhi's straight long legs were wrapped in black casual trousers, and his white shirt was so clean that it was not stained with dust. Hearing this, he smiled lowly, and said in a cold tone, "There is no Canaan tree in this world. The fire is not artificial at all."

"What?!" I stopped suddenly, turned around and opened my eyes wide, "You mean the village chief..."

Liu Wangzhi indifferently hooked the corners of his lower lips, his eyes were cold: "He's lying."

(End of this chapter)