Chapter 28 Never stand under a tree on a rainy day

Author: Ging Le

Chapter 28 Never stand under a tree on a rainy day

It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to go, we are all from the same village, and as the head of the township, I should pay more.”

An Feng made his words so clear that everyone present heard his plan. We are all grasshoppers on the same rope. If something happens, no one can escape the involvement.

An Feng was very satisfied when he saw that no one objected. He waved his hand and said, "Then let's go home and prepare. I'll see you at the next watch."

At the second watch, under the old poplar tree at the entrance of the village.

Someone arrived here in advance, looking around anxiously for Anfeng's figure.

He didn't agree with Anfeng's ruthless method. When he went home and discussed it with his wife, he felt that the matter was not so unsolvable.

If you tell Gu Jingzhao that if you can't pay the tribute, you have to sacrifice a child, and ask him to help communicate with the big witch, maybe you can avoid the sacrifice. If it doesn't work, you can ask Gu Jingzhao to borrow food to pay the tribute. There is no need to do anything.

This is a fight.

Furthermore, his wife heard that Gu Jingzhao told people who went to his restaurant for dinner today that there would be a heavy rain tonight, so everyone should remember to go home and collect their clothes.

But the weather was clear that night, and there was no sign of rain.

His wife said: Maybe it's because they haven't taken action yet, but God knows that they want to take action against Gu Jingzhao. Otherwise, how can we explain that they want to burn Gu Jingzhao to death, and it will rain heavily from the sky?

When it comes to gods, it’s better to believe that they exist than to believe that they don’t exist.

He decided to persuade An Feng and forget about his actions tonight. Killing Gu Jingzhao was a small matter and offended the gods. Even compensating them with a village was not enough.

He wandered around twice more, and after seeing Anfeng from a distance, he quickly waved to him.

Anfeng held a sickle in one hand and a lantern in the other and quickened his pace.

At this moment, a bolt of lightning suddenly flashed across the sky, and a violent white light illuminated the sky and the earth for about a split second.

——Boom!

Thunder struck the sky, and fire flashed out. The old poplar tree close to Anfeng was split in half by the huge thunder in an instant. The flames stirred up the thick smoke, and puffs of smoke were sprayed upwards, and the burning smell came.

An Feng was shocked and dropped the sickle and lantern in his hands to the ground. He stared in front of him with a pale face. With a pop, he knelt down: "Lao Wu!!!"

An Feng screamed heartbreakingly. The man's whole body had been scorched black by lightning. He stood upright next to the scorched old poplar tree, like an old wooden stake, motionless.

The remaining people arrived soon, followed by a majestic heavy rain. There was lightning and thunder, and the rain poured down. Everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them.

An Feng was also frightened, and it was naturally impossible to carry out tonight's operation.

Not to mention the strangeness of the rain, even Lao Wu died strangely.

The rain came sooner or later, but it happened just when they were preparing to attack Shang Shiji. The thunder and lightning was even more coincidental, as it hit the tree right on the spot, and Lao Wu happened to be standing under the tree.

All I can say is that everything is fate, and Gu Jingzhao should not die.

The crowd sent An Feng, who had lost his soul, and Lao Wu, who had lost his life, back to the ancestral hall, and sent people to Shangxi overnight to invite the clan leader down. After a night of commotion, at dawn, the rain finally stopped, and the carriage the clan leader was riding in also stopped.

Start driving towards Xiaxi.

Jing Zhao had a very peaceful sleep. The rain finally broke the heat wave for days and finally cooled down.

When he got up, Aning had already gone out for a walk and came back. He was sitting on the threshold now, holding a small carving knife in his hand and carving something.

He usually gets up at Yinshi, but this time is too early for a modern lazy man like Gu Jingzhao! Yinshi is the best time for him to sleep with Duke Zhou in his arms. To get him up at this time is equivalent to killing half of his life!

Fortunately, Aning didn't force him to wake up early with him. Instead, he would try his best to move gently so as not to disturb Jing Zhao's sleep.

"Gu Jingzhao, something happened." Aning sat on the threshold and said without replying.

"There was no movement last night, so something must have happened." Jing Zhao said calmly, "What's wrong?"

"Someone was struck to death by lightning," Aning said.

He repeated the news he heard from outside to Gu Jingzhao.

Jing Zhao was speechless after hearing this... In other words, no one told him not to stand under a big tree on rainy days? He could easily be struck by lightning!

Jing Zhao asked: "Is there any other news?"

"Anfeng was so frightened that he lost his mind. Others have already sent people to ask for the clan leader. Maybe a priest will follow."

Aning turned around and looked at Jing Zhao with calm eyes: "Gu Jingzhao, are you still going ahead with your plan?"

Will the priest come too?

Jing Zhao secretly laughed, maybe the addition of these two would make his scene more fulfilling, and this scene would become more and more exciting!

He gave the other party a firm look: "Of course, continue!"

After Aning made the last move, he threw the wooden sculpture in his hand towards Jing Zhao, who quickly caught it with quick hands and eyes. "What is it?"

Aning motioned for him to see for himself.

Jing Zhao walked out of the room and used the skylight to see clearly the wooden carving in his hand. He saw a majestic, handsome and graceful young man. He was dressed in black robes and stood tall.

Wrapped around his left arm was a big golden-black snake with a bowl-like mouth. The snake's head rested on his shoulder, lazily spitting out snake bites, but its eyes were filled with bloodthirsty cruelty. The other hand held a sword.

The cold light is cool.

Her hair is half-tied and half-bundled, with a jade crown and a plain jade hairpin fixed on the top of her head, and this face is actually 70% similar to her own, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and her eyes are resolute and resolute.

Jing Zhao blinked and asked tentatively: "Is it me you are carving?"

Aning looked back at him with an idiot look. Isn't this obvious?

Aning still replied to him: "Didn't you say that you want people to discover your golden body so that a temple can be built for you?"

Jing Zhao suddenly realized that this was what happened!

He mentioned it casually that day, and the young man remembered it. No wonder he had been carving something with a small carving knife these days, and it turned out that he was carving a "golden body" for him.

Jing Zhao chuckled: "You are so good at this moment, it seems like that. Thank you very much."

An Ning hummed softly, crossed his hands and glanced away.

"Have you decided where to bury it?"

Jing Zhao blinked slyly and whispered in his ear: "Ancestral Hall."

"When the black magpie visits Qiming, the heart of wood and stone can be traced." An Ning read the riddle Jing Zhao gave that day and curled his lips: "It is indeed appropriate."

Taking advantage of the fact that it was still early, the two of them put on their "golden bodies" and sneaked out.

The location Jing Zhao mentioned was under the centuries-old camphor tree at the entrance of the ancestral hall. The tree was so tall and straight that even three men with a thick trunk could not get around it. It was the strongest tree in Xiaxi.

This tree has black magpies landing all year round. It faces the southeast and is opposite to the morning star. Both of these points correspond to the riddle given by Gu Jingzhao.

Logically speaking, it is a natural lightning rod, but the thunder last night did not strike it, but instead struck the old poplar tree. It is really hard to say that this matter has nothing to do with life.
Chapter completed!