Master of the city

In addition to the statues of Fan Li and his wife on the obverse theme, there are two columns of statues and tablets on the left and right sides. According to the characters on the tablets, the ancestors of Fan family are on the left and the ancestors of Shi family are on the right.

After looking at the layout, Zhang Fan strides to the altar in front of the statues of Fan Li and Xi Shi. He picks up three incense sticks from the altar and pinches them on the incense head. The fire lights up on the three incense sticks.

Several people who came in casually were shocked when they saw this scene. They were not villagers who had never seen the world before. It was the first time that they could light up the tribute incense with a pinch of their fingers.

No matter how surprised they were at their technique, Zhang Fan held Gongxiang in both hands and bowed three times to the two statues in an extremely standard posture.

"Boy Zhang Fan, for the sake of the two descendants of the fan family and the Shi family, they trade in the ancestral hall. I hope the two ancestors will have a good time. This is an act of saving people. If you offend me, please forgive me

After the prayer, Zhang Fan put the three tribute incense into the censer and took a long breath.

It's winter now, and it's more than four in the afternoon. The sunshine outside is not very bright. And the ancestral hall inside do not know is to retain some ancient rhyme, or for something else, did not install electric lights, but still use candlelight lighting. This makes the two statues in front of us look not kind, but rather gloomy.

Especially in Zhang Fan's eyes. The statue he saw was different from what others saw.

There is nothing wrong with the statue of Fan Li, and Shi Yiguang, that is, the statue of Xi Shi, is wrapped with a very strong black air, which is the kind that he wanted to wrap around Shi Yixuan before flying out.

"Are these all the grudges? Is there something extraordinary hidden in the statue? "

Zhang Fan went over the table to the statue and reached out to touch it.

"Stop it! What are you doing! "

Fan Laoliu, who followed, saw Zhang Fan's action and immediately stopped.

"Of course, I'm the source of the investigation. What else can I do?"

Zhang Fan white fan old six one eye, have a kind of "you this question ask very idiotic" meaning.

"Let you in to investigate, not to fool around. How can you touch the statue of our ancestors

Fan Lao Liu Yi's right words said.

"I'm supposed to investigate, so you have to listen to me. Why don't I do anything out of the ordinary? Just stay in peace. Don't talk so much nonsense. You know, it's not your has the final say.

Just now outside, Zhang Fan was very gentle. But when he got inside, his attitude changed completely. Among these people, Zhang Fan only cares about Shi Yixuan. Before everyone, he had to save face for Shi Yixuan's uncles. But in this narrow space, there are not many people watching, face or anything Van Gogh doesn't think that much.

"You are blaspheming

The old man fan Laoliu, with his arms bare and sleeves rolled, has the feeling of practicing with Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan turned his head and glared at him.

"This is the last time I'll tolerate your meddling. As a brilliant Chinese medicine. I just need a needle, can let you stand in place forever. Don't test my patience. Besides, third uncle, if you control yourself properly, the blood of yin and Yang on your eyelids has not completely dissipated. You should be able to see the problem of this statue. "

At the same time, it is also a warning to the third uncle.

"You boy..."

Fan Laoliu wanted to say something more, but he was held by the third uncle again. Zhang Fan is right. The third uncle didn't wash away the blood of yin and Yang on his eyelids before. Although he said that the effect was declining with time, he could still vaguely see that there was black air winding back and forth on the statue.

"You four step back a little bit. This statue is weird."

The second uncle was not so forward-looking as the third uncle. His temperament was quite straight. Seeing Zhang Fan approaching the statue, he asked the four middle-aged people to step back.

"Taishangtai star has the characteristics of constant response, Exorcism and enchantment, life protection, clear wisdom, peace of mind, eternal three souls, and no loss of soul."

Black gas strange, although only to the Shi family and Fan family girls drilling, Zhang Fan also had to be careful. While reciting the pure heart mantra, he turned the real Qi on his right hand, and then slowly pressed his hand on the foot of the statue of Xi Shi.

Slightly different from what I imagined, those black Qi didn't wrap around Zhang Fan's arm. Instead, it was like deliberately avoiding. When Zhang Fan stretched out his hand, those black Qi spread to other places. He didn't contact Zhang Fan at all. I don't know whether it was because Zhang Fan was not a woman in the family or the real Qi in his hand.

The feet of the statue are cold, and I don't know if it is related to the current weather.

Zhang Fan gently buttoned the statue twice with his fingers, and immediately heard the two sounds of "Duang Duang", and the sound was unexpectedly dull. It doesn't sound like something solid or hollow. That's strange."Uncle San, when did this statue stand up? When did it stand up, was it solid or hollow?"

"Ah? This I, how do I know? "

Zhang Fan's sudden question blinds the third uncle.

"This statue is more than 2000 years old. Our family has preserved it from generation to generation. No one dares to break it. How can we know whether it is solid or hollow?"

"Two thousand years? This thing can't really be made after the death of Xi Shi and Fan Li. "

This time it's van gomen's turn. Two thousand years ago, if the statue of brother fan was not found.

"Well According to our genealogy, it's true. Because of this, no matter what year it is, the people of the fan family and the Shi family will do their best to protect the two statues. Even in the most chaotic ten years, the people in the village have spared their lives to protect the two statues. "

Third uncle's tone, I don't know whether it is pride or emotion.

"I'm sorry. I may have to do some damage to the statue of your ancestors, but it won't be serious."

The statue is in a strange state. Even if it is a cultural relic more than 2000 years ago, Zhang fan can only do it. Fortunately, before San Shugong and fan Laoliu panic, Zhang Fan's "destruction tool" from his arms let them both breathe a sigh of relief.

What Zhang Fan took out was not a hammer or chisel, but just a silver needle for acupuncture.

"You don't have to be so nervous, at least not for the time being."

Zhang Fan said, raising his right hand. He stabbed the silver needle at the leg of the statue.

"Is that ok?"

The second uncle wondered if he should find something like an awl for Zhang Fan. The silver needle is so thin, how can it stab the moving statue? Well, second uncle admits that he thinks too much. The silver needle in Zhang Fan's hand has been stabbed into the statue.

If ordinary people come, the silver needle will be bent. But who is brother fan? Under the infusion of Qi, it's just adobe. What's the reason why it can't be pierced?

And this thorn, also let Zhang Fan feel something.

The statue is really hollow. The adobe shell is only two inches thick.

But what kind of structure can make that kind of strange sound?

In doubt, Zhang Fan pulled the silver needle out of the statue. When he saw the tip of the needle, Zhang Fan's eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

"Stand back, all of you. The contents of this statue may be poisonous."

The tip of the silver needle turned black.

Since ancient times, it has been said that silver needles have been used to test poisons. Of course, in modern times, in terms of scientific theory, the so-called silver needle test is not very scientific. It mainly uses the sulfur contained in the impurities of arsenic and other common toxins to react with silver to form silver sulfide, thus making the silver needle black. However, the statue was left more than 2000 years ago. At that time, the refining technology was backward, and sulfur was basically present in the toxic substances.

"Well, what's the matter with the pinhole?"

The third uncle suddenly pointed to the place pierced by Zhang Fan with a silver needle and called out. Zhang Fan turned to see, but saw a lot of black gas coming out from the needle hole, and dyed the lower part of the statue black.

"Xuanzong of heaven and earth is the root of all energy. I will be able to prove my magic power. Within and outside the three realms, only Tao is respected. My body is covered with golden light... "

Zhang Fan threw the silver needle on the table, picked up the formula with his right hand, recited the golden light mantra in his mouth, and put the real Qi on his right hand, then suddenly put his right hand into the place where the black Qi was most thick.

Taoist Qi combined with golden light mantra has a surprisingly good effect. A touch of light golden light comes out of Zhang Fan's hands, which dispels the black Qi.

However, dispelling is only a moment. Soon, more black gas comes out of the pinhole. Zhang Fan had no choice but to protect his finger with genuine Qi and block the small hole with his index finger.

"Go and find me a sewing needle, be quick!"

That kind of blackness doesn't hurt Zhang Fan, but it doesn't hurt other people. Especially the girls in Zhuangzi. If you let the black gas gush out and don't care, maybe you will be tortured to death by that strange disease tonight.

A man heard Zhang Fan's command and ran out.

"Xiao Zhang, what's in the statue? Why is it so dark? "

Second uncle is also a face don't understand of ask a way. Today, the little blood Zhang Fan smeared on his eyelids really opened his eyes.

"I don't know this kind of blackness. I didn't touch it before I came here. I don't know how it came into being and what its function is. But there was a Japanese woman who was very familiar with it before."

When Zhang Fan spoke, he felt a moist feeling on the belly of his right index finger. Is there any liquid flowing out of the statue?