Splendid peasant girl busy farming

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When Yang Ruoqing entered, Yang Huazhong, Chang Gen, Daniu, and the former Lizheng Wang Hongtao were discussing things together. They all looked a little dignified. Mrs. Sun was pouring tea for them and heard their discussion topic, the hand that poured the tea trembled a little.

"Father, mother, hello uncles."

After Yang Ruoqing came in, she greeted everyone first, and then went straight to Yang Huazhong.

"Father, I heard from Uncle Luo that you have been looking for me frequently in the past few days, and I am back. What's the matter?"

"Qing'er, there are strange things buried under the piers of the bridge, and under the base of the stele on Xinlu."

Yang Ruoqing's expression was calm: "What's weird? Take it out and let me see."

When Yang Yongxian was asked to find those craftsmen before, Yang Yongxian accidentally slipped his mouth, which made them suspicious of the bridge pier and the new road, so he went to check, but he didn't expect something to happen.

"It's in the jar on the table." Yang Huazhong said.

Yang Ruoqing turned her head, there really was a small black pottery jar on the table, the mouth of the jar was open.

"I'll pour it out for you." Wang Hongtao said, holding up the jar with both hands and pouring out the contents.

A small and exquisite gossip mirror, with many words such as Qian, Kun, life, and death written on it, as well as some relief pictures of fish and birds.

In addition, it is a puppet with two little fingers.

"These two little puppets are really ugly. They don't look like the kind of children's toys sold in shops outside. Their facial features are very blurred, their hands and feet are unclear, and there is a red rope tied around their necks. , looks weird and dead." Wang Hongtao said.

Obviously, before Yang Ruoqing came back, they had already dug up these things, studied them carefully and determined that they were puppets.

"This is not the kind of puppet sold outside, this is a puppet, a puppet carved out of human bones, of course it's weird."

What Yang Ruoqing said was calm and breezy, but the expressions of the people at the table changed drastically.

Mrs. Sun was the worst, the lid of the tea bowl in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and broke into several pieces.

"Mother, don't panic, you're fine." Yang Ruoqing gave Sun a soothing look.

Sun's face was pale with panic, seeing that Yang Ruoqing was still holding the puppet in her hand, she wanted to grab it and throw it away, but she didn't dare to go forward, so she could only say anxiously: "Qing'er, you still hold that dirty thing to make it. What? Put it back quickly!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Mother, don't be afraid, I've seen too many human bones."

"This thing is different, it was dug out from the bottom, evil door." Sun said again.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "Sanwu is dead, and this thing has been dug out to see the light of day. It has no evil spirit, and it is no different from an ordinary bone in your hand."

Sun was still nervous, Yang Ruoqing didn't want her to be so worried, so she put the things in her hand back into the jar.

"Qing'er, is this a puppet? What is the puppet used for?" Wang Hongtao couldn't help asking curiously.

"It's best to ask my hall brother." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Hey, don't mention your big brother, I ate too much dried chili a few days ago, my mouth is swollen, my throat is so hoarse, I can't speak at all..." Yang Huazhong said.

"We originally wanted to ask Taoist Priest Yuan, but the Taoist priest was invited by a Taoist temple in a neighboring county to discuss Taoism..."

"You don't need to ask Daoist Yuan about this matter, I can guess what it is for." Yang Ruoqing said again.

"Could it be... those crooked ways?"

(End of this chapter)