dragon hunter

Chapter 3
"Your second uncle? Isn't he notoriously unreliable?" Fatty Wang looked distrustful.

I can't blame Fatty Wang for saying that, my second uncle is really unreliable, and he has made some careers, but it was only in the past.

When I was young, my second uncle was dependent on each other. When I was in elementary school, my second uncle was a famous Fengshui master in a small county town. He was young and promising.

On a thunderstorm night, the second uncle ran back drunk, cried and cried all night, and became a rotten alcoholic gambler ever since.

After that, the second uncle stopped showing Fengshui to others, and when he had wine, he was drunk now, and when he had no money, he went to work on the construction site for a period of time.

I graduated from junior high school, and relying on some superficial knowledge I learned from my second uncle, I have been in the circle of photographers until now.

The second uncle lived in an old house in the country, and Laoqian had a broken Jinbei, so he took Fatty Wang and me and hurried over there.

As soon as I entered the yard, I saw my second uncle lying on a bamboo recliner, his halazi was hanging long, and his snoring was loud.

An empty wine bottle was lying across the chair, and the smell of alcohol could be smelled from far away.

"Xiao Zhang, this is a matter of life and death, is your second uncle reliable?" Fatty Wang made a bitter face.

"You have other ways, please feel free." I didn't give Fatty a good face. He dragged us to attend the old lady's funeral.

"Second Uncle Zhang was very famous when he was young." Old Qian said something fair.

"Second Uncle!" I walked up to Second Uncle, bent over to his ear, and shouted loudly.

Second Uncle opened his eyes in a daze, "Yifan is here, go to the pond to catch a fish by yourself, Second Uncle doesn't have much food here."

"Second Uncle, we're not here to eat fish. When we encounter a strange incident, please help the staff." Seeing that Second Uncle was about to continue meeting Duke Zhou, I hurriedly said loudly.

The second uncle stood up staggeringly, walked to the faucet, rubbed his face with water, and pointed at me, "You boy, you will go to the Three Treasures Hall for everything."

My face is embarrassing, I have been hungry and full all these years, I have nothing good to honor my second uncle, and I rarely come to the door for nothing.

"Tell me, what's the matter, do you need your second uncle to help?" The second uncle greeted Fatty Wang and Old Qian, and asked while sitting on a chair.

"Second Uncle Zhang, help me take a look at this old locust tree." Fatty Wang handed over his mobile phone, which had the weird photo on it.

We discussed in the car that the photo that Lao Li called up on his phone before his death must have some special meaning.

The second uncle took the phone, squinted his eyes, and looked at the weird old locust tree in the photo.

"Where did you get this photo?" The second uncle's tone was calm, making it impossible to see his inner thoughts.

The old money is crackling, starting from the funeral for the old lady, to the strange things encountered in playing mahjong, and the death of Lao Li.

"Heh, Lucky Tree?" The second uncle sneered.

"Second Uncle, is there something wrong?" I asked cautiously.

The second uncle slapped me on the back of the head, "Let you follow me and learn hard. If you spend three days fishing and two days drying the net, if it weren't for Guan Gong's blessing, our Zhang family would be the end of the line."

I reached out and stroked the back of my head, standing aside with a embarrassed expression.

"Second Uncle Zhang, give us a lesson." Fatty Wang offered a cigarette with a flattering face.

"Let's go to your store first." The second uncle stood up and walked out the door first.

We followed behind, invited the second uncle to the broken gold cup, and rushed back to my broken shop in a hurry.

Opening the shop door, the second uncle went straight to the Guan Gong woodcarving, went up to offer a stick of incense, saluted respectfully, and shouted, "Wu Sheng please turn around."

Then, holding the Guan Gong woodcarving in both hands, he turned around.

The few of us gathered around the second uncle, watching the second uncle's actions, and when the second uncle turned around the statue of Guan Gong, a clear crack appeared in front of our eyes.

I gasped, realizing that I had managed to save my life.

The Guan Gong wood carvings enshrined in my shop are not random decorations, they have a history.

When the store opened, my second uncle taught me a method, asking me to set up the tribute table in the calculated position, and follow a set of tedious rituals to invite a statue of Guan Gong back.

Let me sincerely worship Master Guan for three years, and I will be saved from death once.

I am a sincere person, and I have worshiped the statue of Guan Gong for six years regardless of the weather. I never thought that this wooden sculpture of Guan Gong that I invited back really saved my life.

The second uncle saluted respectfully again, straightened the Guan Gong woodcarving, and let out a long sigh.

Fatty Wang and Lao Qian were dumbfounded. The matter in front of them was so mysterious that it challenged their thinking limits.

"Go and get the money you picked up, and let me have a look." The second uncle said softly.

I walked to the side restlessly, took out the envelope containing the money from the drawer, and handed it to my second uncle.

The second uncle reached into the incense burner with his fingers, dabbed a little incense ash on his hands, and reached out to take out the contents of the envelope.

"Ming...Mingbi!" Fatty Wang swallowed and stammered.

(End of this chapter)