Author: Looking at the beauty after crossing the water
Chapter 14 The God of Joy
"Xiao Geng, what are you doing standing at the door?"
"I..." Zhang Yi put his hands behind his back and sprinkled the dust from his hands, "Foreman Zhou asked me to wait here for you to come back. Come in quickly."
"oh."
The two of them took a look at their senior brother's room, saw that the lights were still on, and looked at each other.
"Xiao Geng, why are you looking so pale? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Then go back to bed quickly and let's lock the door."
Wuzi signaled Zhang Yi to go first.
"There's no rush, my legs are a little numb, there's no rush to go back."
Not only were his legs numb, but his heels were also weak. If it weren't for his back leaning against the doorpost, Zhang Yi would have wanted to sit on the ground right now.
"you……"
Wuzi hesitated to speak and could only look at Jiang Ping.
At this time, Zhang Yicai noticed that Wuzi seemed to be carrying something behind his back.
"Let's do it together, don't hide it, no one will want to eat it if others find it."
Seeing that he refused to leave, Jiang Ping turned around and closed the door first, then pulled Zhang Yi to the corner.
Wuzi reluctantly curled his lips and took out an oil paper bag with three meatloaf inside.
"Here you go, eat it quickly and don't talk nonsense when you get back."
Wuzi stuffed the sesame cake into Zhang Yi's hand.
He took out the remaining two, divided them with Jiang Ping, squatted on the ground and ate them.
Meat is added to the sesame seed cakes, which are then deep-fried in an oil pan. When you take one bite, they are crispy and oily.
Zhang Yi took two bites and felt tired of it, so he tore off half of it and divided it equally between Wu Zi and Jiang.
"You didn't meet anyone when you came back, right?"
Zhang Yi asked casually when he saw that the two of them were enjoying their meal.
"No, but there are rumors outside that Mrs. Qing is back." Wu Zi took a bite of the pancake and said.
"Sister-in-law Qing is just fooling people, don't listen to their nonsense." Jiang Ping glared at Wuzi.
"But the rumors are very strong outside. Let's open the box tomorrow night. Do you think anyone will come to see it? I've been eating boiled cabbage for a month. If the team has no income, I can't hold on."
Wu Zi calculated on his fingers that the last time he ate meat was when the class leader celebrated his birthday, and there was a little bit of shredded meat in the leftover rice.
"You're just a greedy person, so stop talking nonsense and remember to wash your mouth clean later. Xiaodouzi's nose is as sharp as the class leader's dog. He can smell the smell of meatloaf in your mouth with certainty."
After the three of them finished eating the meat pie, Jiang Ping took the three of them to a well. Wuzi and Zhang Yi shook the windlass and fetched a bucket of well water.
"Wow, wow..."
The cold water drops splashed on the face, and the cool night breeze blew, and the whole person became more energetic.
But thinking about Jiang Ping who had just pushed him out, his legs were still a little weak.
If it hadn't been for the heart amulet, I might have died at the door just now.
This is not like asking me to redress her grievances.
Zhang Yi sat by the wellhead, looking at the huge yard in front of him, not knowing what to do next.
"Let's go, let's go! Go back to sleep."
Jiang Ping drank a sip of well water, patted his belly with satisfaction, and called Wu Zi and Zhang Yi to go back to sleep.
Zhang Yizheng was about to stand up when he suddenly felt a cold feeling on his back, as if something was pulling on him.
Looking back, he saw a familiar face at the entrance of the well, winking at him.
"Xiao Geng? Are you leaving?"
"Oh, you go back first, I'll sit here and get some air."
"Okay, be careful not to be seen by the class leader, otherwise I will give you a stick."
"knew."
After the two left, Zhang Yi turned around and looked at Dai Moli in the well, reaching out to pull her up.
"Why are you hiding in here? Where's the thermos cup?"
"have no idea."
Looking at Zhang Yi's outstretched hand, Dai Moli had no intention of climbing out. She just lowered her voice and said, "Find a way to get out of here quickly. This place is too dangerous."
"I know, but I'm afraid it's not that easy."
Zhang Yi told what happened when he was attacked just now.
"I dare not say now whether the person who approaches me next time will be a human or a ghost. Is there anything you can do?"
Dai Moli frowned: "This place is not the underworld, it is more like a cage that has been modified by someone. If we don't run out, we will all be doomed."
"Cage? Is it different from last time?"
"It's different. Last time, you stumbled into the underworld by mistake.
This place is not like the underworld. From the moment I entered, I felt something was wrong.
It’s useless even if you escape from the troupe, you might die if you walk out of the troupe.”
Dai Moli's words reminded Zhang Yi of the guy who had just pretended to be Jiang Ping, and he kept urging him to go out.
"You mean, if you want to escape, the exit is not outside, but inside the troupe."
Dai Moli nodded, but she didn't know exactly where.
"Okay, I'll find a way to find him as soon as possible. Do you want to stay here forever?"
"I'll hide here first. There's well water down there. It's very safe. You can find a container tomorrow and pour more well water into it. If you encounter danger, just pour the water out and call my name."
"good!"
Zhang Yi nodded and took notes. Dai Moli had the ability to escape through water. As long as she touched water, she could teleport within a certain range.
The theater is not big, so as long as you don't leave the theater, Dai Moli can come to rescue you at any time.
"Who's still up so late?"
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance. As soon as Zhang Yi saw someone approaching, he lowered his head and ran back dejectedly.
The room was dark, with constant snoring. He groped for the bed and climbed up. As soon as he lay down, he heard Brother Li yelling in a low voice.
"If you don't come back, I'll think you fell into the latrine."
"Huh? You haven't slept yet?"
"Sleep now."
As he spoke, Brother Li turned over and soon began to snore.
Zhang Yi didn't want to put the quilt on the bed, but after thinking about it, he still put the quilt on his body.
He curled up his hands and feet under the quilt, not because he was cold, but because it made him feel more secure.
Zhang Yi naturally couldn't sleep that night, but fortunately he didn't stay up too long. At about four o'clock in the morning, everyone started to get up rubbing their eyes.
There are nearly a hundred people in the troupe, and just eating takes a lot of time.
Before dawn, we have to light a fire to cook.
"Eh, ah, oh, um..."
For the apprentices in the team, the first thing they do when they get up is to stand in the yard and open their voices.
The meal was just two mouthfuls of gruel. After eating, I had to practice martial arts.
Those who study literature should walk their steps and speak loudly.
Those who learn martial arts have to do somersaults and do some tricks.
Then I learned opera from the master teacher, and when I was almost done, I still had to rehearse the opera.
Fortunately, Zhang Yi is a handyman, so there is no need for him to suffer this crime.
But handymen also have handyman jobs.
You can't escape by making tea and pouring water.
Zhang Yi carried two thermos bottles and shuttled between several old masters, looking around from time to time.
If the exit is in the theater, where should it be?
"Xiao Geng, add some water."
The class leaders were sitting on the Taishi chairs drinking tea and waved to Zhang Yi.
"good."
Zhang Yi carried the kettle and walked behind a few people.
"Let's unpack the box tonight, and I've worked hard. If anyone makes a mistake..."
The class leader raised the stick in his hand and struck the ground twice hard.
"Master, I'll unpack this tonight. Do you think you should take it easy on this matter?"
Foreman Zhou was still a little worried about the unpacking tonight.
"According to the rules, we should worship the God of Joy before opening the box. If we break the rules, something might happen."
"It's too late. I'll wait until the box is opened before filling it. All the guests I'm inviting tonight are distinguished guests. I'll be responsible for anything that happens."
The class teacher picked up the teacup, took a sip, and placed the teacup on the table.
Zhang Yi immediately poured some water.
He turned around and made tea for the foreman beside him.
"It's strange. I'm enlightened today. I've saved so many dozen times by being so diligent."
Zhang Yi lowered his head and said nothing. He took the thermos bottle and went to pour water for the masters below.
"It's not too late now. Let this kid take charge of the water pot tonight."
Foreman Zhou smiled, picked up the tea cup, put it to his mouth and took a sip.
"Pfft... the little bastard is boiling water. Where is the human? He can run fast."
Zhang Yi hid in the corner with a thermos bottle and glanced back.
Foreman Zhou mentioned the God of Joy just now. Are there any gods here?
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard someone calling me from the side. When I turned around, I saw it was Brother Li.
"You kid, you are so successful today, why are you working so hard?"
"Brother Li, drink some water?"
"Not thirsty."
Brother Li pushed the water over and glanced in the direction of the class leader and others: "Open the box tonight, save some strength, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on tonight."
"Okay, Brother Li, I just heard from the class leader and others, what is the God of Joy?"
"How long have you been here? You don't even know the God of Joy. Our industry worships the God of Joy. According to the rules, before opening the box, we must perform civil and martial arts to worship the God of Joy, so that the rest can be safe and smooth."
"But what I just heard from the class leader and others is that I have to unpack the box tonight and don't plan to worship the God of Joy?"
Hearing Zhang Yi's words, Brother Li frowned: "Xiao Geng, there are some things you don't understand."
"Brother Li, where is the God of Joy? I want to say goodbye. I had a nightmare last night."
He didn't know whether it was a god or not, but since he was the patron saint of the troupe, he might make new discoveries.
"Is it about Yang Dan?"
"Well, after all, I am a living person, and suddenly..."
Brother Li patted his thigh: "Hey, who can say for sure? The God of Joy usually has to be enshrined, but now that I don't have time, I put it in the utility room at the back."
Brother Li said, taking the kettle from Zhang Yi's hand: "Go, there is no one behind you right now, go and come back quickly."
"Okay, thank you, Brother Li."
Zhang Yi stood up, dusted himself off, and walked towards the backyard. When he reached the corner, he turned around and leaned against the wall, tilting his head to look behind him.
There must be something wrong with this Brother Li.
Zhang Yi didn't know what his relationship was with Xiao Geng, but Brother Li was a little too concerned about his performance.
Perhaps he mistook his good intentions for a conspiracy theory, but in this place, he didn't believe anyone except Dai Moli.
After waiting for a while and making sure that no one was following him, Zhang Yi walked to the grocery room in the backyard.
"Buzz!"
The door was unlocked, which meant there was nothing valuable inside.
The room was about thirty square meters in size, with a dozen large wooden boxes neatly placed there.
Perhaps because the God of Joy is a deity who needs to be enshrined, it was not placed in a box but placed on the altar table.
The paint on the black tomb box has peeled off in many places.
The inside is covered with red cloth, which is probably what the class leader and others call the God of Joy.
"There's nothing special about it?"
Zhang Yi looked at the red cloth, frowned, stretched out his index finger and ring finger, held a corner of the red cloth and gently lifted it up.
As the red cloth was lifted, a black and white photo appeared in front of him.
When he saw the familiar face in the photo, it was his father who he had wanted to throw into the trash can several times, Zhang Yi was dumbfounded...
Sorry, I stayed up all night the day before yesterday to change the details in the second copy. I stayed up until noon and then went to bed. When I woke up, it was already three o'clock in the morning. The update was late. I'm sorry.
