Chapter 58, Shenmu Village

Author: Matcha flavored ice cream

Chapter 58, Shenmu Village

I rode my bike to the door of Hua Yourong's house.

"Dong dong dong! Hua Yourong!"

Knocked on the door and shouted several times.

After a while, the courtyard door was opened.

The one who opened the door was Su Ling. Looking at him, she felt strange: "Xiao Le, why are you here?"

"Auntie, this is fish, please take it back quickly."

Yang Xiaole took off the bag and placed it on the ground.

“We got the fish so quickly!”

Su Ling took a look and said, "Oh, it's quite heavy! Okay, come in quickly. I'll give you the money."

"Auntie, I have something else to do and I have to leave first."

After saying that, he rode away and left. If he didn't leave, he would have to be polite again.

"Hey! Xiaole, Xiaole!"

Su Ling watched him ride away, feeling anxious for a while. When she saw that he couldn't come back, she shook her head: "This kid, it's true."

In desperation, I could only carry my things back to the room.

…

Yang Xiaole left Hua's house, feeling that there was nothing else to do. He was wondering whether to go back to Fuchengmen now and take the coal mine car, or wait until tomorrow morning to go back.

Just when he was about to think about where to go for a walk, the sound of a storyteller came from the door of a courtyard.

"Hey, today, we are going to visit the sacred tree in one of the five towns in Kyoto."

Yang Xiaole turned around and saw an old man wearing a thin coat sitting there against the wall under the street lamp.

He is holding a folding paper fan in his right hand to repel mosquitoes, and a purple clay pot in his left hand.

There were many little children squatting around, listening quietly.

The old man took a sip of tea and said slowly:

"In other words, Song Li, Minister of Industry of the Ming Dynasty, was ordered to go to Sichuan to harvest golden nanmu in the fourth year of Yongle. After returning to Beijing, he told the emperor a strange experience. One evening, several giant trees drifted from the valley to the Yangtze River without any warning.

When the emperor heard this, he felt very miraculous and thought, "This is an auspicious sign. God will help me." Therefore, the giant golden nanmu tree was known as the "sacred tree" and ordered a shrine to be built to offer sacrifices to the gods every year to thank the gods.

bestow.

After the construction of the Ming Palace and Changling was completed, a huge golden nanmu was left as a treasure of the town in response to the saying of "Oriental Jiayi wood", and officers and soldiers were set up to guard it to show the long history and ensure the peace of the place.

This huge golden nanmu tree is more than 6 feet long. According to legend, two people were riding on horses and standing across the tree. No one could see the other, which shows how thick the sacred tree is.

In the 23rd year of Qianlong's reign, the emperor came here because of its reputation, composed a song called "The Ballad of the Divine Wood" and carved a stele and built a pavilion..."

Yang Xiaole also listened with gusto.

He used to do live broadcasts of antiques and treasure appraisals, so he definitely had to learn, and naturally he had seen a lot of classic things.

This sacred tree is naturally one of them.

Talking about falling from the sky and going down the Yangtze River is pure nonsense.

To put it bluntly, it is difficult to travel by land. After all, Kawachi is thousands of kilometers away from here, so transportation is inconvenient. There were no trains before.

Just chop the wood and throw it into the Yangtze River and let the wood flow down the river.

But this wood is indeed famous.

Golden nanmu has always been an imperial wood and is regarded as the most ideal, most precious and most advanced building material.

This is because golden nanmu not only looks good, but also has various benefits such as corrosion resistance, insect repellence, warmth in winter and coolness in summer... I heard that there are no mosquitoes around the golden nanmu.

This thing is not approved by the emperor, and whoever uses it is violating the rules.

Rosewood is too far behind it.

This was one of the dozens of crimes for which Heshen's home was confiscated.

It is said that this sacred tree is also the thickest in ancient times. The two people on horseback standing on both sides cannot see the opposite side. You can imagine how thick it is.

It's a pity that in those years it was cut into eight oversized conference tables, which were named "gods" after all.

Later it was collected by the cultural relics unit.

He didn't know where this thing was now, but it would be his in the future. Instead of being cut into a conference table, it would be better to give it to him.

More than half an hour passed after listening to this.

"Okay, today's talk is over, let's go. I'll talk to you guys again when I'm in the mood one day."

After speaking, the old man stood up, hunched over and inserted the folding fan into the back of his neck.

Holding the purple clay pot with one hand, he picked up a wooden walking stick next to him with his right hand.

Ignoring the children's shouts, he walked shakily towards the courtyard.

Yang Xiaole looked at the old man and fell into thought.

This old man is not simple!

When I was just sitting there telling stories, after putting down the purple clay pot, my left hand never stopped.

One hand pinches and one flicks.

It took Yang Xiaole a long time to realize that this old man was pinching mosquitoes with two fingers!

From the time he looked at it for a while until now, he has found nothing wrong.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a flicking action.

interesting.

To be honest, he was really moved.

Regardless of being a man, everyone has a dream of being a hero.

Just saying that he has a good physique in the village, not many people dare to offend him, after all, he has not reached the point of being reasonable yet.

If he had had good physical strength before, Yang Xiaolong and Yang Xiaohu would have been beaten until they screamed.

The adults don't care much about it.

But he didn't go there, not to mention whether the other party would agree to it. It was already late at this time, and he looked like he was going to bed.

The car twisted and rode in the direction of Fuchengmen.

You can also see a lot of pedestrians on the road.

When we arrived at the place, we walked for a while outside the city before entering the space.

Without a certificate issued by the production team, I cannot stay in the guest house and can only live in a temporary space.

This space is also pitch black.

When I came to the wooden house, I poured kerosene into the horse lantern I bought before and lit it.

He was used to the dim light.

He came to the bedside with a kerosene lamp.

To be honest, he was more or less not used to sleeping in this space all of a sudden.

He set the alarm clock, took out a few old clothes, covered his stomach, and lay on the bed.

I sniffed it gently, and there was still a faint fragrance.

I tossed and turned for a while before falling asleep.

Before he could get enough sleep, the alarm clock rang. He looked at the time and saw it was 2 a.m.

I could only get up in a daze.

We have to go back and give a confession as soon as possible!

After leaving the space, it was still dark outside, and the mosquitoes around seemed to smell the smell of blood and swooped towards him.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the people hauling coal into the city encountered three or four vehicles.

No one from the mine came.

Suddenly, he saw a light coming from the city gate.

He quickly stood in the middle of the road and started waving his hands from afar. When the car approached, he quickly came to the edge.

It was late at night, and he was really afraid that the driver would fall asleep and run him over.

Fortunately, the driver saw him.
To be continued...