Yin Shi life

Chapter 5 Zhang Shan Crazy

Zhang Shanhai locked the cows in the team's cowshed, and then walked home. When he passed the Yinshi's grave, he saw the lunatics in the village singing and laughing there.

Zhang Shanfeng's original name was Zhang Shanfeng, but he became crazy for some reason, and the villagers began to call him Zhang Shanfeng.In fact, at this time, people in Zhangjiashan did not know the existence of Wudang Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Shanfeng wasn't completely insane, he would work with the team members in normal times.But a lot of the time, he is crazy.

Zhang Shanhai was a little afraid of Zhang Shanmad, because he heard that it is not against the law for a madman to kill someone.He was worried that if the tall and burly Zhang Shan went crazy one day, he would kill himself, just like killing a chicken.Although Zhang Shanhai had never heard of Zhang Shanfan attacking anyone, even when he was insane, Zhang Shanhai saw that Zhang Shanhai was trembling all over, and seemed very frightened.

"Second brother. Second brother." Zhang Shanhai didn't know what was going on, but when he passed by Zhang Shanfeng, he yelled inexplicably.

"Hey." Zhang Shanfeng was rarely sober today, "Shanhai, hey, there is a ghost here. Let me tell you, I saw a ghost just now, and it is this Yin master."

Zhang Shan's hair is disheveled, with a lot of mud stuck to it, and his clothes are also black and greasy, which are already in tatters.

"Second brother, where did the ghost come from during the day? Go back quickly. Madam and the others are worried about you." Zhang Shanhai couldn't help but say something more. Originally, he was going to run home after finishing speaking.

"There are ghosts, there really are ghosts. This Yin master said that he wants to teach me celestial arts." Zhang Shanfeng said.

Zhang Shanhai was taken aback, "Xianshu, if he understands Xianshu, can he still lie here?"

Zhang Shanhai was only halfway through speaking, but he felt a cold wind blowing over his body, making him feel chilly.

But Zhang Shanfeng didn't seem to notice it, staring blankly at the Yinshi's grave, and muttered cautiously, "I want to learn fairy arts. I want to learn fairy arts."

Zhang Shanhai is not very clear about how Zhang Shan is crazy.Everyone in the production team said that he was possessed by a ghost.A man who was once very smart has turned into a madman.He will wake up sometimes, but the time it can last is not very long.

The barefoot doctor at the Biyun Commune Health Center has nothing to do with his illness, and his family has to earn work points, so he can only be left to fend for himself.

Zhang Shanhai was suddenly hit by the cold wind just now, and he felt a little uneasy. Naturally, he didn't dare to stay any longer, and hurried home with half a basket of wild persimmons on his back.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Seeing her son walking home in a hurry with a nervous expression, He Ni asked.

"It's nothing. When I came back, I ran into Zhang Shan at the Yinshi's grave. He said there that the Yinshi taught him fairy arts. Mother, can there really be fairy arts?" Zhang Shanhai raised his head and asked road.

"Don't listen to Zhang Shanfeng's crazy talk. Where did you get the fairy art?" He Ni said, touching her son's head affectionately with her hand.

"No?" Zhang Shanhai didn't know what was going on, but felt a little regretful.

"Mother, help me put the persimmons in the millet and cover them. They are too harsh when they are not ripe. There are still a few soft ones inside. Mother has eaten them." Zhang Shanhai handed the bamboo basket on his back to his mother.

"Stupid boy, what's the point?" Even though He Ni said so, she still took the bamboo basket, found the soft persimmons in it, and ate one.

After breakfast, Zhang Shanhai had nothing to do, the adults all went to work, and the older children also went to school.Zhang Shanhai's house is a little farther away. If he doesn't go out, the children in the production team generally won't come.

"Bao Zai, go to the field to pick up some grain ears later. Zhang Bo has picked up dozens of catties of grain and returned." He Ni ordered.

What He Ni said was a bit exaggerated. Zhang Shanhai knew that Zhang Bo had indeed picked up tens of catties of millet, but not all of the grains were picked up. In fact, most of them were directly picked up by him in the unharvested fields. .Fortunately, no one saw it. If they saw it, at least it was a crime of "digging the corner of communism".

Zhang Shanhai didn't go to "pick up" the grain, not because he had a high awareness, but because he was worried that he would be beaten up by Lao Tzu, who was the captain of the production team.Zhang Shanhai clearly remembered that one day he brought back two sweet potatoes from the sweet potato field in the production team, and ended up eating fried pork on bamboo boards at night.

As soon as He Ni went out, Zhang Shanhai quickly climbed upstairs.Although it is called a building, it is actually a small compartment under the roof.It is equivalent to a ceiling, but it is not a ceiling, because the main function is just to put things.Of course, there are guests at home, and there is no place to live. If you put some straw on it and spread sheets on it, it can also be used as a bed.

In the small attic, Zhang Shanhai hid some books.Although He Ni occasionally secretly took a book or two from the warehouse to read, but she quickly asked the man to put it back after reading.For fear of being discovered by others.Reading in this age is very risky.Zhang Shanhai has never been afraid of adults.

Zhang Shanhai "took" some of the books that Zhang Yunyang brought back from the commune.Although Zhang Shanhai didn't understand the truth that stealing books was not considered stealing, he never classified his behavior as stealing.

The books that Zhang Shanhai took were very selective, most of them had illustrations in them, and he couldn't understand the ones without illustrations, so naturally he couldn't read them clearly.The main reason why Zhang Shanhai was able to bring back those Kanyu and other books was because there were some patterns in them.Comics are the first choice, but there are not many of them.Zhang Shanhai began to look for books with pictures in the pile of books after digging through a few comic books.

Two days ago, he found a very old book from it. The book was a bit strange and looked very worn, but the damage was not serious, at least the integrity of the book was guaranteed.It seems that the material is not paper.

Zhang Shanhai didn't know most of the characters in it.But every piece of paper has a pattern on it.If it weren't for this, Zhang Shanhai would not have liked such a book at all.

As soon as Zhang Shanhai came up, he flipped through a comic book again, and found that the pictures inside had been engraved in his mind, so Zhang Shanhai threw the book aside in frustration.

Picking up the one by hand is a bit old, but it has the most patterns.Zhang Shanhai had flipped through this book several times, but Zhang Shanhai didn't quite understand the pictures in it.

Zhang Shanhai flipped to the first page casually.The patterns and handwriting inside do not seem to be printed, but hand-copied.However, the writing is correct and the strokes are very clear.But Zhang Shanhai's attention was on that pattern.

The first picture is a strange pattern with a circular thing drawn on it, and many strange symbols are combined in the circular pattern.

"Hey, isn't this something like the compass in Zhang Jingxian's hand?" Zhang Shanhai looked at it and shook his head.This thing is much more complicated than Zhang Jingxian's compass.The pattern on it is also complex and much more subtle.