There's something wrong with this guy

Chapter 21 Beam Above

Xi Huanyan slept in a drowsy night. When she woke up, she only remembered hearing a black dog bark in a daze. At this time, the sky was bright and the sun was just beginning.

She was so hungry that she groped around and found a hidden button in the basement. She took the clay pot in the cupboard and put some dried beans under it. After soaking her hair in water, she drenched it with oil and hung it on the fire pit.

As soon as I touched it, I didn't know where to put the fire book from yesterday.

She rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find Huozhezi, but she always felt something strange. Suddenly, a light flashed across her mind, the basement!

Xi Huanyan returned to the basement, stepped on the ground, and the wet marks were obvious. When she reached out and wiped it, a layer of damp dust remained on her thumb.

This piece of land was obviously patched up in the last month or two. Whoever did the work, it was so rough, the waterproofing was not done well, and the plaster was uneven.

Moreover, the strange demons are so disturbing that the village has always prohibited the villagers from entering the mountain. How could they come here to make up the land?

Xi Huanyan's heart sank slightly, and she ran out of the hut. The index finger and thumb were at right angles, aiming at the house. The equilateral triangular roof, the square house, had a skylight under the eaves, and the roof, skylight, and door were in a straight line.

She calculated the distance, took two steps forward, and looked at the skylight from this angle, just in time to see a picture of a pair of blue-faced fangs carved on the main beam of the house.

This picture is her father's signature, and her father called it the picture of protecting the house. There is basically such a picture in the house that passed through her father's hands.

Ordinary villagers can't build a house with such precise margins, and they can't engrave a house guard. It was indeed built by her father.

Xi Huanyan squinted and noticed that there was something small next to the picture.

She entered the house, took off a long-handled dagger on her body, tied it with a rope, and threw it hard at the main beam. Most of the dagger was submerged in the beam!

Immediately afterwards, she climbed up the rope and rubbed the map of protecting the house. This map has smooth engravings and delicate patterns, but was scratched a few times indiscriminately, destroying the entire map.

Is this person afraid of this picture?
She then moved her gaze to the side again, a seven-inch square seam frame with a protruding wooden wedge head on the left side of the frame.

Looking at its shape, she can think of its method, which is nothing more than digging a hole in the beam body, closing the wooden cover, and inserting a wedge to form a dark box.

Look at the cut marks, also in recent months.

She held the wooden wedge head and slowly pulled it out. The cover that fit with the beam body fell to the ground, and there was something wrapped in red cloth that fell along with it.

Xi Huanyan jumped to the ground, picked up the red cloth bag, opened it, and found a stone inside, it was cold!

She flipped through it for a while with the red cloth, her heart burst into flames, and angrily shoved it back onto the beam.

The red cloth stone means to suppress the fierce.

There has been a saying since ancient times that the residual soul breath of the deceased will disturb the qi of the heavens and the earth and bring misfortune.

It is usually used in cemeteries and buried on top of graves!This is the hunter's house as a grave!
Gan, since she learned Moheng's method, she has never built a house or built a tomb, and it is only used to confess the culprit.

Even though this person could not learn, he replaced the sun-exposed yang-shi on the top of the mountain with the earthy yin stone mixed with the earth, and the red cloth on the side of the stone did not write the birthday of the deceased in vain.

She would like to see what is buried here, what is being held here!
Xi Huanyan pulled out a pickaxe in the basement and smashed it to the ground with all her strength.

Generally speaking, the foundation is the most important part of a house. She once watched her father's house-building process throughout the entire process. In order to resist the ravages of strong winds and wild beasts, the foundation usually adopts the composite method of wood piles. Soil, dense piles are erected, and layers of slag and rammed earth are repeatedly laid.

It is difficult to dig such a foundation. If you want to build a basement, you will reserve an entrance. After a depth of ten feet, you will start to dig a space that is at least twice as small as the house. Digging will affect the foundation.

The ground like the basement is not so particular, but it is covered with several layers of rammed earth, and a layer of three-layer soil mixed with yellow mud, lime and gravel is poured.

She smashed through the three-height soil layer, but touched the damp soil. If this was built under the supervision of her father, the three-height soil should be a solid rammed soil layer, and it could not be such a moist and loose soil.

The basement floor had indeed been reopened.

Xi Huanyan suddenly did not dare to dig any further.

Yes, why did she come to dig the ground so well?
Xi Huanyan filled the hole that had been dug, pulled a sack to cover it, then went out of the basement, put away the dagger pierced into the beam, and replanted the red cedar outside, and returned to the village.

She was walking on the dirt road a little lost, when there was a sudden sound of wind breaking in her ears, she turned her head and saw Xi Cangping who was practicing martial arts in the fence courtyard.

Xi Cangping also saw her and was speechless.

The two looked at each other and seemed to be facing each other. After a long time, Xi Cangping pulled out a smile and said, "Huanyan, are you going down the mountain? Enter the room and sit."

She followed Xi Cangping to the house and said straight to the point, "Uncle Ping, you also participated in the encirclement and suppression of the alien demons."

"." Xi Cangping poured her a glass of water and spoke earnestly, "A person can't be resurrected from the dead, it's better to forget about it."

"I want to know the specifics."

She looked at Xi Cangping stubbornly, "Am I not qualified to know?"

"Okay." Xi Cangping also sat down, stared at his toes and pondered for a while, and said, "That day, a total of 55 of us went into the mountain, first went to the redwood forest, ten people including Qiongdong waited outside the forest for news , and the rest entered the forest under the leadership of your mother."

"Not long after we entered, we encountered a strange demon."

"How many?"

"First there were seven strange demons, five of them died, and two of them ran away. We informed Qiongdong and others to send the seriously injured 15 people back to the village for treatment. When you meet a giant strange monster and three small strange monsters, the next step is to fight them, but we people, how can we beat them, their giant strange monsters are not only three-star strength, but also can breed strange monsters!"

Xi Cangping covered his eyes, "Even the ten people from Qiongdong who came to support later were almost all folded in. At the end of this battle, almost all the villagers died. Your mother killed half of the giant strange demon!" I was killed by it, but I was also killed by it, and finally the patriarch arrived and killed it, 55 people, only seven of us survived."

"So many people are dead." He murmured and repeated this sentence, his body filled with grief, and Xi Huanyan, like a hard-hearted bastard, interrupted him abruptly, "Xi sueshui? Is my mother's tomb erected?"

".Stand up, set up the tomb of clothing and crown."

Xi Huanyan looked at him, "Where are the relics?"

Xi Cangping lowered his hands and sighed, "We haven't touched anything in the new room."

"I said, what about my mother's body?"

"This is all burned."

"The weapon is also burnt?"

"Buried."

"Where's the pendant?"

"Pendant? No pendant." Xi Cangping said immediately, "It's also in the crown mound."

Xi Huanyan walked out of the door and paused at the threshold, "Who all came out from the bottom of Fengguo Cliff alive?"

"Do you care about this interesting? We don't want to, who would want to sacrifice so many people!" Xi Cangping suddenly got angry and roared, "You go back to the mountain, no, I will send you up the mountain!"

His body shot out, and he was about to carry her by the back collar, but Xi Huanyan turned around abruptly, the knife wind blew the two strands of hair hanging down from his forehead, a blood line burst, and bright blood dripped from the heart of the forehead. Sliding down, down the root of the nose to the cheek.

Xi Cangping stretched out his hand, his body stiffened, his eyes blank and frightened.

Xi Huanyan turned her wrist, put away the hatchet, and stepped out of the door. She walked on the dirt road in the village with her back straight. When a villager saw her, she asked and said something, looking at her with pity.

The village is not big, and it is not a secret that she returned to the village. After Xi Qiongdong heard about it, Xi Qiongwan and Xi Qiongzhong hurried to find her, but when she saw her shadow from a distance, she hid again and did not go past. .

Recalling that night, Xi Qiongwan felt more resolute in his heart, raised his hand and wiped his neck, "Do you want to do this?"

"A child can't turn the tide." Xi Qiongdong spoke contemptuously, but he was ready to kill. That family was the mountain in his heart. He once looked up at it and was overwhelmed by it. Now, this mountain He will soon be leveled, and he will become a mountain in the eyes of the villagers, towering and unreachable.

Scenic.

(End of this chapter)