I collect cultural relics in the human world

Chapter 74 Standing in the Waves
Indeed, as Fan Yu said, a few people walked out of the backyard, climbed up a small mound, and saw green smoke rising from the mountain col.The smoke is very light, weak and long, like a ladder hanging in the blue sky, seemingly broken but not broken.

The autumn wind blows, and the cloud ladder spreads out and merges into the sky.

The fragrance also hit the nostrils at this moment. At first it was a distant and light fragrance, and it became stronger and lighter, and disappeared and appeared as the wind led it.

"See it." Fan Yu pointed to the pit at the mountain col, where a clay can was vaguely visible.The side is covered with rice bran and is burning tirelessly. The aroma and smoke come from there.

Several people stood on the top of the mountain for a long time. When they came back to their senses, they found that they were already surrounded by the fragrance. The fragrance was getting stronger and stronger, but it was not annoying. Sometimes it was sweet, sometimes it was cold, it was unpredictable, and it attracted people's imagination.

"What on earth is it?" He Si's curiosity was completely aroused.

"It's definitely not a beggar's chicken." Fan Yu still remembered Liu Rui's words and stabbed her again.

"Is this wine?" Liu Rui didn't spare him, "I don't smell a trace of alcohol at all."

"He Si, what do you think it is?"

"Me? It smells like flowers, but I can't tell what kind of flower it is." He Si looked at Guan Zihe, but she didn't expect that the Goth girl would take the initiative to ask her, and shook her head honestly.

"Doctor Guan didn't ask you to answer," Fan Yu sighed bitterly, "she asked you to go and take a look."

"I'm going to see it?"

"Miss He, Fan Yu is right. There are five of us here. If we really want to arrange for one person to go see it, you are the safest." It was a rare occasion for Liu Rui to stand on a united front with Fan Yu.

"For...why?"

After He Si asked, she didn't hear an answer, but she saw the four people around her looking at her with expressions of "It goes without saying." They all obviously recognized her. She quickly searched for a reason to refuse: "This... Not too good, Mr. Qin and I are not very familiar with each other, so it would be embarrassing if it gets damaged."

"Uncle Qin is too embarrassed to criticize you because he is not very familiar with him. We are too familiar with him, so it is difficult to attack him."

As soon as Fan Yu finished speaking, he heard an old male voice behind him: "What do you want to attack?"

When the real master arrived, several people stopped talking. You looked at me, I looked at you, and finally they all looked at He Si.

"It seems that Miss He is interested in this thing of mine?"

Several people nodded frequently after hearing this, but He Si shook her head like a rattle.

"You don't want to see it?" Lao Chaofeng asked He Si first. He Si heard the implication immediately, stopped her head quickly, and changed from shaking her head from left to right to up and down.

"Then you go back to the house to prepare the dishes. I will take Miss He to have a look."

"Uncle Qin, you can't say that. It's the first time for Miss He to come here. She is also a guest after all. Let's serve the dishes first. It's not good for the dishes to be cold. Although Miss He wants to see it, why don't we accompany him to experience it, It’s not too late to absorb some spiritual food and go back to feed your stomach.”

"It's just a little girl's thing, you don't need to gain this knowledge."

"It's all you want, I'm still single, learn more about little girls, and try to make a turnaround this year."

Not only Fan Yu, but also Liu Rui and Guan Zihe, their eyes lit up when they heard that it belonged to the little girl, and they refused to leave. Liu Ruiqiao smiled sweetly, and Guan Zihe squeezed out a weird smile, and expressed their desire to learn more.

"Let's go." When Lao Chaofeng saw that several people were looking at him obediently, he picked up the small stone with his head raised and took the lead to walk towards the place where the strange fragrance came out in the mountain col.

When he arrived at the place, he put down the small stones, walked to the pit himself, picked up a wooden stick from the ground, gently pushed aside the half-burned rice bran, then picked up the thick gloves on the ground and put them on, and moved them towards the earthen can. Give it a few hard taps.The burned black soil gradually peeled off, and it did look a bit like a beggar's chicken. However, what was hidden under the soil was not juicy chicken, but another glazed pottery can, which looked a bit like the good wine Fan Yu said. .

Lao Chaofeng fiddled with himself and did not explain. Several people were patient and waited to see who would speak first. Unexpectedly, Xiao Shitou couldn't help it anymore. He took two steps to Lao Chaofeng and looked around, but he couldn't tell. So Ran Lai just pulled the corner of Lao Chaofeng's clothes to act cute.

"Brother Jing, I'm so greedy, my mouth is watering."

Several people couldn't stand it when they heard it, and Lao Chaofeng was the same. He finally said softly: "This is not food."

Xiao Shitou looked disappointed, licked his lips, and lost interest in the mound. But when he saw several people around him still winking at him, he could only reluctantly ask: "Then what is this?"

"Mouth fat."

"Mouth fat?"

Xiao Shitou looked confused, but Liu Rui became excited: "Wow, does Boss Qin make ancient lipstick? What color is it?"

This time it was Qin Jian who looked confused.

"That's right, what color is it?" He Si immediately explained to him.

"There's no color yet, it's just fragrant." After finishing speaking, Lao Chaofeng asked He Si, "Isn't all lipstick red? What color do you usually use?"

"Red also has shades. I think the one used by Miss He should be more orange. I like brown, especially in autumn, I must use milk tea color. Needless to say, Doctor Guan, although I don't usually use it, but Flaming red lips are most suitable for Gothic girls," Liu Rui said, suddenly throwing the problem to Lao Chaofeng, "I wonder what color Boss Qin is going to make?"

"When the fire is finished, you can adjust the color yourself." Lao Chaofeng pushed back quietly.

"Hey, Boss Qin is really boring, but it's fun to adjust the colors yourself."

Liu Rui said that she had already started to plan the color she would make soon, but He Si squatted down, looked at the warm clay pot and asked curiously: "What is Hexiang?"

"This jar is upside down, can you tell?"

He Si tilted her head and looked carefully, nodded and said, "Is there a big jar down here?"

Lao Chao Feng Mulu praised: "The jar below is filled with oil, and the jar above is filled with honey. The mouths of the two jars are covered with cotton cloth. The joints of the jar mouths are sealed with soil, covered with rice bran, and warmed by rice bran. The breath of heat promotes the flow of fragrance, and when the honey is blended into the oil, it is the incense." "I didn't expect to see honey mixed with oil today." Fan Yu was also very interested in this kind of ancient method, and couldn't help but squat Come down and chime in.

"It's honey mixed with oil," He Si corrected, and then asked, "Which of the combinations are fragrant?"

"In the oil are agarwood, ageratum, spikenard, and adenophora; in the honey are agarwood, agarwood, clove, sandalwood, musk, styrax, incense, and tonka."

Although He Si heard it in confusion, it didn't prevent her from looking forward to it. Liu Rui suddenly realized: "Ah, I remembered it, it's the Jiajian Xiangze Hekouzhi recipe from "Waitai Secrets"."

"Sister Liu is so knowledgeable," Fan Yu flattered her and asked, "Then should we eat first or mix the honey with oil first?"

"Let's eat first." Lao Chaofeng stood up, patted the non-existent dust and said, "It has been burning for seven days and nights, and it still needs to be annealed for one night before it is done."

"Do you have to wait another night?"

Guan Zihe, who had been standing silently by the side, couldn't help but speak out. He was obviously very curious about this new gadget made with ancient methods.But the days of the ancients were always slow, and the recipes they came up with were the best for cultivating the body and mind. Everything had its own time. She stood by the pit and looked at it for a long time. She could only say silently that she was too anxious to eat hot tofu, and she joined the others. Go inside.

Lin Zhaohui was waiting in the room, and six children, including six adults and one child, sat around the dining table. There were men and women, old and young. The table was filled with home-cooked dishes, five dishes and one soup, red and green, with meat and vegetables. Everyone had something to eat. Chatting without any interruption, Fan Yu and Liu Rui bickered from time to time. Xiao Shou and Xiao Jiuyi ate with Xiao Shitou, enjoying the meal happily.

He Si suddenly understood how her mother felt. Home, liveliness, and warmth seemed to be something that people really missed.But if this is all the mother wants, why not find an ordinary person to accompany her for the rest of her life? Why take all this from another person?

He Si couldn't figure it out, so she could only force herself to put down these questions and re-immerse herself in the life in front of her.

After lunch, Fan Yu consciously stayed to clean up the mess, and the others went back to their houses to rest. He Si naturally went back to her room - the room where she was when she first woke up after being injured.

She first took out her mobile phone, perfunctorily settled some senior fellow students, and then wanted to continue her morning work and continue studying. However, she was unexpectedly affected by the quiet and long rhythm of the mountains. She could not enter the study atmosphere. She held her chin and looked out the window for a while. The flowers fell, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier, so she simply lay down on the desk and fell asleep.

The window seemed to be open, and the wind blew He Si's broken hair on her forehead, bringing a chill. She reluctantly opened her eyes and wanted to close the window, but was suddenly stunned by the scenery in front of her.

In front of her was no longer the peaceful and pleasant mountain scenery, but a square and square courtyard.The walls of the courtyard are yellowish and peeling, and they look old.There are several stainless steel clothes-drying rods standing inside, and a quilt is being dried.There were two mops standing upside down by the wall, with a porcelain basin holding water underneath.At this time, the sun was just right, and a loquat tree stretched out in the corner of the courtyard. A long shout came from outside the courtyard - "Selling sweet liquor -"

This is?

He Si frowned. She had seen this kind of yard, which looked very much like the workers' new village in the 90s.

How am I here?

He Si rubbed her eyes again, as if she couldn't wake up from a nap. She was so confused that she realized that the tables and chairs under her had also changed - iron chairs, and the table with yellow wood grain was still there. There is a glass tabletop with several photos pressed under the glass.

Whose photo is this?

He Si lowered her head and squinted her eyes to make out. It seemed to be ordinary sightseeing light, but the sights and people could not be clearly seen.The more seriously she looked, the blurrier the picture became. After repeated identifications, she could still only vaguely see two figures, a man and a woman, in the photo.

They seemed to be a couple, He Si thought, but she saw the figures gradually lengthened and twisted, as if they were about to crawl out from under the glass. She knew that something was strange and did not dare to look any further. She quickly stood up and walked towards the door behind her.

Unexpectedly, the door was locked. She pushed it twice, but the wooden door did not move at all. He Si leaned on the door and listened again.There was silence before. She was just about to leave to find something to pry open the door when she suddenly heard the friction between the chair and the ground. Then there were strange footsteps outside the house, one soft and one heavy, thin and rhythmic. It didn't sound like a human being. The direction was towards this room, and He Si panicked a little.

She turned around and glanced at the unfamiliar room. She could see a table, a chair, a cabinet, and a bed, almost in full view.After these experiences, He Si had already developed a psychological shadow. She absolutely did not dare to hide under the bed. Otherwise, there was no place in the room.

The footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer. The situation did not allow He Si to think too much. She quietly moved towards the door leading to the yard on the south side of the room, and pushed it with the mentality of giving it a try. Unexpectedly, the door was actually opened. , she quickly bowed and hid.At the same time, the sound of the key being turned came from the room, followed by a "squeak" and the door was opened.

He Si tried hard to find the blind spot in the courtyard, and her eyes fell on the loquat tree. She crouched down and moved there cautiously. She finally breathed a sigh of relief when she hid behind the thick tree roots and began to think about this series. Something is coming?
It seems that I have fallen asleep again, but this time, what is that thing in the room?He Si was afraid and curious.

There was silence in the yard, and there was suddenly no sound in the house, which made He Si shake every time he breathed.She calmed down for a while, waiting for her breath to blend with everything around her. Then she slowly revealed half of her eyes from behind the tree stump, trying to observe everything in the house through the window.

But as far as she could see, there was no one there, as if the footsteps just now were just her illusion.

Impossible, He Si mustered up the courage to lean out a little more. The chairs, tables, and beds could all be seen. It was impossible for people to hide in the cabinet, He Si thought, and her whole body trembled.

By the way, there is also Xiaojiu.

He Si tried it, and just about to call Xiao Jiu out, she heard a rustling sound above her head.

There was such a connection. She raised her head happily, but could not find the small black figure on the branch. When she was confused, she suddenly heard a gloomy voice from above.

"I'm sorry, are you looking for me?"

The icy cold air spread over He Si's whole body from the blue bricks on the soles of her feet. Her scalp became numb, her limbs became stiff, and she fell to the ground.She was forced to see a wrinkled face lying on the roof of the building. It was a woman. Her dark eyes occupied all the pupils. There was a flattering smile on her face. Without waiting for He Si to answer, she asked again. Said: "I'm sorry, are you looking for me?"

He Si opened her mouth twice in vain. Her throat was frozen with fear and she couldn't even scream. She could only watch the face getting closer and closer to her.

"No." She shouted in her heart, only to realize that the reason the man was getting closer and closer to her was because she had jumped from the roof and was about to hit the ground.

"No." He Si seemed to make a little sound, but it could not stop the earth's gravity, and the man fell faster and faster.

"No!" He Si finally heard her own voice. She used her last bit of strength to crawl behind her. Before she could take two steps, she heard a loud noise and the figure who was on the roof just now melted in front of her. It was a puddle of mud, its limbs were twisted, and its face was difficult to distinguish, sticking to the ground. Only two eyeballs were still moving, as if looking for He Si.

Blood splattered everywhere and organs flew. He Si had forgotten her screams. The yellowed walls, sheets, mops, and porcelain basins were gradually covered with red and yellow liquid. Only the loquat tree and the person hiding under the tree were covered. She survived.

Everything around her began to flow, and He Si knew that she was leaving this dreamland. She didn't know whether to be grateful or regretful. She could only force herself to widen her eyes, trying to record everything around her in her mind.

The world finally turned into a scarlet ocean before her eyes. At the last moment before everything disappeared, she suddenly saw an old man with gray hair standing on the waves.At his feet, in the boiling sea of ​​blood, a thousand-year-old giant turtle raised its head.

(End of this chapter)