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Chapter 66 Nightmare in a psychic horror movie
Du Yan looked up at the roof of the vestibule of the ancestral hall and looked over the empty patio in the middle to the main hall. The roofs of these two parts are painted with exquisite lacquer painting, which is a typical classical architectural style of connecting wood with wooden tenons.
The back hall is cut off, so you can't see the situation inside, but the back hall is usually dedicated to the ancestral tablets, and the local villagers must be locked up for good health and safekeeping to avoid being offended.
Apart from these, even du Yan did not find anything hanging from the beam. Du Yan glanced at Xiao Lang, and it seemed that his special physique was at work again.
In the movie, the ancient village is the junction where people step into another Shunping city. Xiao Lang's ability will be gradually unsealed, and du Yan has no way to stop it. Because this is the cornerstone of the dream world, without the cornerstone, the dream world will collapse directly.
In fact, in terms of the plot of the whole film, Xiao Lang's friends can be regarded as innocent people affected by his special abilities.
If Li Ghost wants to devour Xiao Lang's soul, it can only be done at the moment when the three fires on his shoulders are extinguished. Now it seems that Xiao Lang is a person who is not easily affected, and simple fear can not achieve this effect.
Then we can only start with the people around him, infect Xiao Lang through the fear of the people around him, and finally disintegrate his psychological line of defense with the tragic death of his friends. No matter how determined people are, when they see the tragic death of their friends who get along with each other day and night, there will always be a moment of wavering.
It is precisely because the existence of Xiao Lang's friends is so critical that the ghosts of another Shunping city will never let them go. Even if du Yan stopped them from coming to this ancient village, they could not leave the city of Shunping.
So du Yan's plan is to adapt to the plot and wait for them to enter another Shunping city, and then find a way to send Xiao Lang's friends out, leaving Xiao Lang alone.
Xiao Lang died, and his friends were of no use, so they were able to leave smoothly. When Xiao Lang becomes the ghost king, all the problems can be easily solved, and he will not feel guilty about the tragic death of his friend.
Xiao Lang is looking down through the travel brochure, which says that the ancestral temple was built more than 200 years ago, which is about the same period as the chastity archway at the entrance of the village.
These lacquer paintings were also painted at that time, and later craftsmen were asked to repair and maintain them every ten years in the village, so they are still in good condition until now.
Xiao Lang looked up and smiled at du Yan and said, "this is your major. You can study it carefully. Maybe when you paint, you also have some inspiration."
After listening to Xiao Lang's words, du Yan felt that he could not collapse for the time being. So he looked at the lacquer painting on the post in the foyer.
A piece of lacquer painting on the pillar fell off, revealing some of the background color underneath, the background color was very blurred, the lines and colors were pasted together, and it was almost impossible to see what it was.
Du Yan's eyes fell on it, looked at it intently for a while, then suddenly picked an eyebrow and said, "these lacquer paintings are really interesting." It's a pity that we can't go in and take a closer look. We'd better go. "
The other several people are already amateurs. They have seen all the places where the ancestral temple can be seen at a glance. Now when I heard du Yan, an art student who came to collect customs, said that he wanted to leave, he had no objection and left the ancestral temple.
The construction of the ancestral temple pays attention to the water at the door, and there is a pond directly in front of the ancestral temple, so everyone followed the instructions of the manual and walked behind along the ancestral temple.
Bypassing several old houses, saw another big banyan tree on behalf of the scenic spot in the manual, which also has a life span of hundreds of years.
The banyan tree has luxuriant branches and leaves, covering the small square in the middle of the village. The banyan tree has a lot of stout air roots that have grown to the ground and inserted into the soil, just like a tree trunk, which does look like a stand-alone forest as described in the introduction.
Zhou Tian raised his hand and said, "is that well what the landlady of the village mouth restaurant said?" I heard that this kind of well water is very delicious. "
Directly below the banyan tree is a well made of bluestone brick with a pulley above it.
A group of people went over and saw that the water in the well was clear and bright, and there was a small motor connected to the pulley next to it. It turns out that this is still an electric pulley, which seems to be for the convenience of the old people living in the village to draw water.
Although that small motor looks a little out of place with the whole ancient village, now there are large banyan trees with single trees on their heads and bluestone brick wells below, and the whole scene still looks quite interesting.
The breeze caressed, the leaves of the big banyan tree rattled, and there were several crisp bird calls from above. This relaxed the mood of the people present at once.
Zhou Tian was very interested and said, "you should stroll slowly in this ancient village, or we will have a rest here and have a chat under the big banyan tree."
The scenery is really beautiful, and no one has raised any objection.
There are several rough stone tables and stools around the big banyan tree. don't know if it was set up here for tourists' rest after the development of tourism, or did the villagers like it?
Enjoy the cool and chat under the banyan tree.
In short, these stools are now cheaper than Xiao Lang and his party. Everyone sat down on the stone stools and took out some water and snacks they brought with them.
It is rare to have a drink and a snack. In such a beautiful scenery, everyone carefully packed the rubbish left behind in plastic bags, ready to take away later.
Liang Fei was a man who could not relax. He saw that everyone was sitting there eating, so he stood up by himself and walked around the big banyan tree.
At first, he looked up at the crown of the tree and said, "the ecology here is really good. There are a lot of bird nests on it."
Xu Yuan smiled and answered him: "such a small village with no industry has not been polluted at all, and it is normal to have a bird's nest."
Liang Fei turned around and went behind the banyan tree. After a while, suddenly heard behind the banyan tree, came a cry: "what is this!"
Frightened by his surprise, everyone stood up and ran behind the banyan tree.
There was nothing wrong with Liang Feiren. He pointed to a place behind the banyan tree and had some doubts on his face: "you see, this thing is strange and ancient, and it looks very seeping."
Everyone gathered around and looked closer and knew it was a waste well.
The bluestone bricks on that part of the ground were stacked in almost the same way as the well in front of it, except that a huge stone was pressed at the head of the abandoned well.
In fact, it is understandable to press a stone at the wellhead, probably for fear that someone might accidentally fall into the well.
The main reason for Liang Fei's exclamation is that the stone is too unusual. The stone was densely covered with rope, and the color of the rope was very strange, the kind of dark red to black color, which looked inexplicably strange.
From the cracks between the ropes, you can see the disorderly patterns carved on the stone, but after being eroded by wind and rain, you can't see what it is at all.
On those strangely colored ropes, a wooden plate is tied every ten centimeters or so. Maybe it's been a long time, and the wooden cards are almost rotten.
But it can be seen that these decaying wooden cards are tied to the rope at different times. Looking down along the rope, the more complete the wooden cards are.
A piece of wood near the wellhead is still intact and fresh, and seems to have been tied to a rope not long ago.
Liang Fei was big-hearted and curious, so he didn't think much about it and squatted down to look at the stone card.
He looked at it solemnly for a moment and sighed, "there are words on it, but I can't recognize any of them." "
When everyone heard the speech, they all leaned over and looked at it, shaking their heads to show that they didn't know it either.
Du Yan bent down slightly and glanced at it: "it says the time, indicating that the wooden card was hung last year, July 15 last year, the lunar calendar."
Xiao Lang looked at du Yan with some admiration in his tone: "can you understand this, too?"
Du Yan said: "this is Xiao Zhuan. Heavenly masters of some schools like to use this font to draw symbols. They feel that they can better communicate with heaven and earth and be natural."
Hearing du Yan say this, all eyes focused on him at once. don't know why, du Yan suddenly talked about these things about Shinto, but everyone didn't feel against it at all. On the contrary, feel that it is very authentic for him to say these words in his appearance.
Xiao Lang smiled and asked, "do you still have research on these?"
Du Yan glanced at him and explained, "Folk culture, we artists always do some research."
Seeing that Liang Fei was ready to move over there, du Yan warned: "although you may not believe these things, at least it is a tradition in other people's village, so it's better not to move."
Upon hearing this, Liang Fei hurriedly raised his hand and signaled that he would not touch these seemingly esoteric wooden cards.
There was nothing else under the big banyan tree except these two wells, and everyone had almost had a rest, so they continued to walk along the path. According to the route in the manual, the front is the most representative scenic spot of the ancient village.
There was a Juren in this ancient village two hundred years ago, that is, the son of Fan who was commended by the memorial arch of chastity at the gate.
In ancient times, if there was a master in a remote village like this, the villagers of the whole village could benefit from it. It is also a matter of course to set up a chastity archway for the mother of his Lordship.
The house of Juren is quite different from the one in the ancient village next to it. It is a house with two in and two out.
According to the manual, the part of the backyard is the old house where Juren lived before the lift, and the front part was built by the people of the village after the lift.
In front of the courtyard, neatly arranged, from the gate to the door of a pair of stone lions, all the systems are very in line with the identity of the original person, looks quite a bit of momentum.
When you go into the backyard, it feels completely different. Compared with the solemnity in front, the backyard is much more simple, but it is also more like the home environment in ancient times.