There is a trick

Chapter 72: The Five Disadvantages and Three Missing Numbers (First Order Request!)

"No one..."

"One person should not enter the temple, two people, two people should not... look into the well..."

The rain was dripping.

On the street near the winery, next to the "Li Lu Rou" shop that has not been open for several days, a woman with her hair loose was leaning against the door frame, looking at the falling rain with dull eyes and muttering to herself.

"Old woman! Old woman!"

Behind the woman, another man's panicked voice was heard.

The thin man ran out of the house and asked the woman repeatedly, "Old woman, did you see it? Did you see it? Where is our baby?

You were in the room just now, how come you disappeared in the blink of an eye?"

Listening to the man's anxious questioning, the woman shakily stretched out an arm, pointed at the empty street, and whispered: "People... are all on the street, the street is full of people, all on the street..."

The man followed where the woman's finger was pointing, and saw only rain falling all over the street.

He looked at the rain that kept falling, and at a certain moment, it seemed as if he really saw a group of unreal and colorful people filling the street in front of him!
In the blink of an eye, the streets were empty again.

The man couldn't help but shudder, feeling creepy!
"Let's go back, old woman... It's raining heavily outside, and your illness is not over yet. I'll cut some meat and make soup for you to nourish your body..." The man suppressed the fear and pain in his heart, and supported his skinny wife back to the house.

When he turned around and closed the door, he felt as if he had forgotten something.

But when I think about it carefully, I don't remember anything.

He shook his head, put aside his doubts, and helped his wife to the woodshed.

After settling his wife to sit down at the table in the woodshed, the man opened the lid of the big wood pot on the wood stove.

Steam suddenly rose from the wood-fired pot, and the aroma of meat instantly filled the entire house.

The milky white broth was bubbling in the pot, which was big enough to fit into a child's wood-fired pot, and it was actually stewing a full pot of meat.

The man picked up the chopsticks beside the stove, picked up a braided bun from the pot, threw it into a corner, and then turned to his wife with a grin and said, "There's meat to eat, old woman! You don't have to worry about food these days!"

The woman nodded slightly, but tears rolled out of her eyes.

……

In the rain.

Several figures gathered on the street.

"Achang!"

"Brother Zhou!"

"Grandpa, why did you go out without an umbrella?" Zhou Chang looked at Zhou Sanji, Bai Xiu'e and others whose hair and clothes were wet by the rain. He frowned deeply, his eyes full of worry, and his tone was slightly reproachful.

But he sensed the prying eyes from the houses on both sides of the street. He suddenly shook his head and laughed: "It doesn't matter. Let's go back first."

"Um……"

Zhou Sanji looked at Zhou Chang, who had lost much weight compared to when he went to the winery in the morning. He instinctively felt that something must have happened to his grandson.

But now is not a good time to ask questions.

In particular, there is another difficult problem in front of him now.

Zhou Chang walked ahead of Zhou Sanji with his eyelids drooping.

After walking a few steps forward, he suddenly asked, "What happened to Uncle Yang?"

Hearing this, Zhou Sanji was stunned.

Shidanzi shrank his neck and avoided his gaze.

"Miss Bai, her father, Shi Danzi, and you, you all came to pick me up, but Uncle Yang was the only one missing... Is he busy with something important? Or did something strange happen to him?" Zhou Chang asked again with a calm expression.

Shi Danzi looked at Zhou Sanji who looked hesitant, and finally couldn't help but said to Zhou Chang: "Brother Zhou...my master, my master has become an immortal..."

"Huh?" "That's crazy. He's going to become a ghost, not an immortal!"

Zhou Sanji's forehead veins throbbed, and he suddenly spoke angrily: "I think there are few people in Qingyi Town who are not crazy now!

Finished!

It’s all over for everyone!”

……

Zhou family yard.

In front of the window of the house where Yang Rui lives.

Zhou Sanji gestured to Zhou Chang, Shi Danzi and others in front of him to keep quiet, then dipped his index finger in saliva and poked a hole in the window paper.

He approached the hole and peered inside for a while, then waved at Zhou Chang with a serious expression, motioning him to come and see.

Zhou Chang moved closer, put his eyes on the hole, and saw the scene inside the house:

In the dimly lit room, the tall Yang Rui sat on a high stool with his back to the window.

The black coat on Uncle Yang seemed to blend in with the dark surroundings.

On the wall towards which he was facing was nailed a mirror.

He was looking at the mirror, combing his hair, and making some small noises with his mouth.

Even though Zhou Chang listened carefully, he still could hardly hear what Yang Rui said.

Zhou Chang watched for a while and could only confirm that Uncle Yang was extremely abnormal at the moment, but he did not see any strange signs.

He was about to look away when Yang Rui, who had his back to the window, slowly combed his hair and turned his head.

In the darkness, Zhou Chang saw clumps of black and yellow hair growing under Uncle Yang's cheekbones.

Dense hair covered the lower half of his face, outlining his eyes as if they were a yellow fox staring at people in the darkness.

"The way of heaven is to reduce the excess and replenish the deficiency...

Therefore, emptiness overcomes reality, and insufficiency overcomes excess…

To respond to heaven with human beings, to fulfill the five disadvantages and three deficiencies, it can be said that it is not enough to ascend to the gate of immortality..."

The 'yellow fox' whispered softly, and the tiny sounds coming out of its mouth automatically formed a correspondence in Zhou Chang's mind - the distorted and incomplete Chinese characters in the "Dapin Xindan Sutra" were arranged and combined in front of Zhou Chang's eyes according to the yellow fox's voice.

At this moment, Zhou Chang understood what "Huang Fox" said!
The other party's words seemed to contain extremely profound and mysterious truths, which made Zhou Chang intoxicated and wanted to keep listening.

But at this moment, Zhou Sanji, who was standing next to him, patted Zhou Chang's shoulder fiercely, causing Zhou Chang to come back to his senses suddenly -

Uncle Yang still had his back to the window, combing his hair in front of the mirror.

Whether he turned around before and showed half of his yellow fox face to Zhou Chang, it was unknown...

Zhou Chang calmed himself down, retracted his gaze, and turned to look at Zhou Sanji.

"How is it?" Zhou Sanji frowned and asked Zhou Chang, "Is he crazy?"

"Not necessarily." Zhou Chang replied with a subtle look in his eyes.

"What's so uncertain about this——"

“People who look normal now may not necessarily be normal.

A person who looks crazy may not really be crazy at heart. "Zhou Chang shook his head, interrupted Zhou Sanji's words, and said a few meaningful words.

Zhou Sanji heard the voice, looked at him deeply, and checked the lock on Yang Rui's door, which was still locked tightly.

The old man put his hands behind his back and walked to the central hall first: "Come, let's talk inside!"

(End of this chapter)