So people quickly ran towards the village from the river embankment on the east side. When they got closer, everyone's heads suddenly buzzed. They saw a pond as big as a wheat field, with a clear puddle of water in the pond...

The village was saved. Although the rain-seeking ceremony did not bring a single drop of rain, the water in this large pond was used by the villagers all summer. The rain came in autumn, and the dry season was finally over.

The old guy became the benefactor of the village, and the village was named Shenbaozhuang.

Whenever someone asked about that, he would raise his face, squint and say, "I used the "Dragon-Tiger Fight" technique in praying for rain to attract a pool of rainwater."

There are many kinds, one of which is called "Dragon-Tiger Fighting". This is to stuff the tiger's skin with weeds and branches and put it into a deep pool. The dragon thinks it wants to seize the territory, so of course it will be angry, and this anger will arouse the clouds.

Covering the rain means praying for rain. Afterwards, Mr. Yin Yang recited the incantation and offered sacrifices to invite the Dragon King away. The ceremony was completed.)

Honest villagers would mutter in confusion, "Why does what I saw look like a "snake and dog fighting"?" But in front of the master, they believed it again.

When you see this, are you wondering, where is the glowing glass ball that fell from the sky? Isn’t it? Everyone in the village who dared to go into the water went out to fish it out, and after a few months, no one was able to fish it out. The landowners refused to give up, and during the dry season,

Afterwards, they forced the villagers to drain the water, and as long as they could find the glass ball, they would be free of rent for five years.

After the pond dried up, it was dug up from bottom to top, and the landowner hired people to knead every lump of soil, and the pond that was as big as a wheat field was expanded to the size of three wheat fields. (The big pond is still the size of three wheat fields.

The historical relics of our village have not been touched since then.)

People blindly worshiped the expert and asked him if he could figure out the whereabouts of the treasure. He said something that is still circulated in the village: "The treasure is extraordinary. It will choose its own owner. Ordinary people should not worry about it."

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Later, the people in Honest Badajiao also believed it. After all, the treasure has spirituality. Maybe it has been moved elsewhere, where no mortal can find it. But that is what it is, if you hear something in the soil every time you dig,

When something bangs, I will still squat down to take a closer look. If you don’t believe it, go to our village and take a look when the farming is busy.

It is said that the master enjoyed good food and drink in our village and was treated very well. After half a year, he set out to leave. He said that the world was huge and his home was everywhere.

I recall that when I was young, we would sit or lie down under the shade of a tree next to the old moss-covered well at the end of the village, listening to these old stories.

A group of children blinked their curious little eyes, happily imagining that one day they would be able to dig up this treasure. The boys often forgot to take back the two long snots that crossed the river. The mothers washing clothes by the well saw it and always thought

He laughed and cursed, pulled him over and squeezed out the snot from his nose, and washed the well water randomly in the wash basin.

I don’t know since when, the children in the village love to play with the iron pots and shovels used for cooking, and they dig in groups whenever they find a spot.

The adults didn’t object, but they just needed to prepare two more handfuls. Where would you find these rabbits when you were cooking? At that time, I thought that adults wanted their children to dig up treasures, so they didn’t care about us, but in reality

Maybe it was because we were poor at that time, black and white TVs were not widely available in rural areas, and the children did not have many toys, and they could not carry a foreign spade, so they were given a smaller version of a "foreign spade".

This treasure hunting game has been with me and my friends for many years. There is so much fun in it and so many unforgettable stories.

Now that we have grown up, we talk about that time every time we get together and laugh every time.

That day of that year was said to be the Flower Festival, and it was drizzling. The locust trees in front of and behind the house were blooming very fragrantly, and the rapeseed flowers on the ground were even more golden. There was a little girl saying "Wow wow."

"He was born into that family at the east end of the village.

There is nothing special about this girl. Compared with other children, her skin is too white, her hair is too yellow, and her temper is too stubborn. If there is anything different, it is that she still doesn't know how to do it when she is five years old.

Talk. That poor kid is me...

In fact, I am a child with a secret. It is true that I cannot speak at the age of five. But it is also true that I can see things that you cannot see. Imagine that in the dark night, those things are floating around, you

Got it!

"I dug it, come and see! Come and see!" Xiaoyong shouted under the big poplar tree in the east of the village. When we ran over to take a look, "Fuck, this is not the alien you buried a few days ago.

Human?" Xiao Rui said disdainfully, sniffing.

Xiaoyong's sister kicked the clay figurine to pieces and said, "My brother loves to lie to people. He is a yellow clay man. Let's go, let's dig over there."

"These little brats dig everywhere all day long, and no one cares about them. Do you think there is a good place in front of and behind this house?" The aunt and third aunt who came back from mowing the grass were carrying baskets and laughed and scolded us.

"Who says it's not? Two days ago, some little brat dug a hole in front of my house and covered it with some grass. Oh my god, I stepped on it and the bowl of pig food in my hand almost hit my head. Wait.

I caught it, let’s see if I don’t chop off your claws.”

"Hahaha!" We kids cheered victoriously. We all knew who did it. Who told her to always complain to our parents?

When the third aunt saw that I was there, she glanced at me sideways, as if she suddenly thought of something to relieve her anger. "Hey, do you think the family on the east side of them has bad feng shui, or does their ancestors have no virtue? Hahaha, that's all.

Two mutes have been born, oh my, they have become so handsome." (There is also a girl in the house in front of my house who is a few years older than me. She had a speech disorder caused by having a fever when she was a child. Her IQ is very low, and she often screams "quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack."

The children in other villages are so scared that they dare not take the road in our village.)

In my eyes, these two women are very annoying. In front of my parents, they would say, "It's okay, it's okay, noble people talk late. You'll be able to speak when you're older." They bullied me because I can't speak, but I can understand you.

When I can speak, I will be the first to scold you two.

Hey! I stopped playing and went home. I picked up the pot and shovel and walked back.

When I was almost home, I heard my mother crying, "Cousin! What did you do? Get up? You are so scary."

"Ouch!" I heard a woman scream at the top of her lungs, as if a cat had its tail stamped on, and it scared me all over.

I ran into the courtyard and took a look, oh my god, there was a woman foaming at the mouth, twitching all over, rolling around on the ground with her eyes rolled, her hands were like chicken claws, scraping up the dust in the courtyard.

This woman is my neighbor. She usually comes to my mother to learn how to knit sweaters and make shoe soles. What happened today?

My mother panicked, and while helping her, she called me, "Girl, go and call his family."

Her house was not far away. I ran away and ran there in a blink of an eye. But my mother was so anxious that she forgot. I couldn’t speak, so how could I shout?

I couldn't care less. The courtyard door of his house was closed, so I went up and kicked it open. The door to the back room was still open, and several men were playing mahjong. They were startled by my clanging kick.

When I saw it was me, I was even more angry and funny. The man from that family glanced at me and said angrily, "Are you a possessed child?"

I thought to myself, "Your wife is the one who is possessed! Stop talking nonsense to me." I rushed into the house, grabbed the man's collar, and pulled him out. The man didn't pay attention, and was directly pulled from the stool by me and fell to the ground. I

I grabbed a handful of mahjong on the table, turned around and ran away. The man was so angry that he got up and chased me.

While chasing and scolding me, I ran into the courtyard gate, slammed the gate, jumped to the side, stretched out my hand and made a "please look!" gesture.

The man was behind me and was about to catch me. When I flashed out of the way, he happened to see his wife, rolling and screaming on the ground, covered in mud. He was suddenly startled, "What are you doing on the ground? Mom, what's wrong with you?"

My mother was so frightened that she cried, "I don't know how the floor was made. We were knitting sweaters, and she suddenly jumped to the floor and rolled all over the floor. She didn't even listen to her screams."

At this time, several more neighbors who heard the commotion came, and they all surrounded the woman, chattering and not knowing what to do.

When I saw that nothing was wrong with me, I sat on a pile of firewood and panted. Suddenly I felt something move under my butt, and I immediately jumped up, slapping my butt as I jumped.

You must know that the weather is warm at this time, which is when the toads are flooding in. I am surprisingly afraid of those things, not to mention the numbness on my body. The two dead fish eyes always seem to stare at you.

Occasionally, I twist my head and open my mouth so much that my tongue comes out. Oh my god, it makes me sick to death.

I looked down and saw that it wasn't a rat drum, and there was nothing there. But something was wrong, it was clearly moving.
Chapter completed!