Starting from the folklore forum, making up town objects

Chapter 51 Lost Soul
Even at noon, Li Erzhu still felt a little creepy in this shady place.

Li Erzhu was in a conflicted mood at this moment. On the one hand, he wanted to save his nephew, but on the other hand, he didn't believe what Li Sanqi said.

He always thought that Li Sanqi was a liar who built a luxurious little building by deceiving people.

But I don't know why, there are always people who are deceived by him.

In the past, he would call the cheated people stupid, but now, his elder brother has been cheated, he can’t curse anymore!

While sighing, Li Erzhu kicked something.

When I looked down, I saw a broken bowl placed on the grave.

I turned my head and took a look at the grave next to it. Not only was there a white pole, there wasn't even a tombstone, so I had no idea who it belonged to.

Ignoring him, Li Erzhu walked towards the next grave.

As he removed each grave, Li Erzhu became more and more suspicious.

“Is there really a white pole that can take root and sprout?”

At this moment, Li Erzhu paused when he reached out to pull a white pole from a grave.

"Ok?"

After a moment of silence, Li Erzhu suddenly realized something.

Immediately exert force again.

puff!
The pole was pulled out with a handful of grave soil.

Looking at the roots growing from the white pole buried in the grave, Li Erzhu shouted to Li Dazhu down the slope:
"Found it, brother, I found it!"

……

The two brothers quickly returned home with the white pole.

Li Dazhu walked into the room, took a look at his child, touched the pale little face, then turned around and left.

Li Dazhu asked Li Erzhu to kill a chicken and stew it. He carefully shaved the chicken's head for more than ten minutes, shaving off everything except the bones.

He took the white pole and after practicing for a while, he carved a groove in the thicker part of the pole.

After that, he found some thin wire, placed the chicken skull on the groove, and wrapped it securely with the thin wire.

In this way, a mourning stick with a chicken skull was made.

Afterwards, Li Dazhu took out the white paper bought by his wife and pasted it on the white paper on the white pole that had already been damaged.

The last step is to wrap strips of white paper around the white pole.

These were all made in advance by his wife, and he just had to stick them on with glue.

Don't underestimate this small amount of stuff. If you ask someone else to do it, it would cost at least one or two hundred Daxia coins, and the other party would also ask you why an undead person is doing this.

Rural people are usually very harmonious when they have nothing to do, but once gossip is involved, it will spread from one person to ten people, and from ten to a hundred people. Who knows what it will end up being?

Li Dazhu didn't want the child to be looked down upon by others after being rescued.

After everything was completed, Li Dazhu walked into the house with the white pole, feeling a little excited.

Taking a deep breath, he waved it around the child.

Joining him to watch him do this were his wife and Li Erzhu.

But after waving it more than ten times, Li Xiaobo on the bed showed no sign of being awake.

Li Dazhu looked unhappy.

"I told you Li Sanqi is a liar! Brother, I'll go find him right now!"

Li Erzhu said this and was about to walk out.

"return!"

Li Dazhu stopped Li Erzhu.

"You stay home, I'll go ask."

Although Li Dazhu was also very annoyed, he still believed what Li Ran said to him.

Li Erzhu went back to the kitchen in a depressed mood to continue stewing the chicken, while Li Dazhu carried a white pole to Li Sanqi's house.

"Uncle Sanqi, are you there?"

"It's Dazhu. He's inside. Please go in."

Li Sanqi's wife Li Guifang glanced at Li Dazhui and said with a smile.

But just when Li Guifang was about to go back to the kitchen to continue cooking, she saw the white stick in Li Dazhu's hand.

Immediately, her face changed.

"AUV~ Dazhu~ Why did you bring this thing to my house? Don't you know what it is for? Come on, take it away!"

Seeing the other party rushing over to drive him out, Li Dazhu hurriedly explained: "Aunt, this is what Uncle Sanqi asked me to do."

As soon as these words were spoken, Li Guifang's face turned dark.

"What did this bastard do again!"

After cursing, Li Guifang did not continue to stop Li Dazhui.

Seeing this, Li Dazhu walked around the other person and went in.

As soon as he entered, he saw Li Sanqi walking out.

"Oh, it's you kid. I was wondering who your aunt was talking to... Hey, is it done?" Li Sanqi had just said a few words when he saw the white pole in Li Dazhu's hand.

After a few big strides, Li Sanqi took over the white pole.

"You really found this mourning stick with roots. Usually, mourning sticks for funerals are burned before they are made to kill their vitality, so even if they are inserted into the grave, they will not take root. I didn't expect you to be so lucky."

Li Sanqi was amazed.

"I thought you had to make a white pole yourself, then find a place to stick it in the ground, and wait for it to take root for a while, but that would take too long."

When Li Dazhu heard what Li Sanqi said, his face turned bitter.

"Uncle Sanqi, I found the thing, but it's useless!"

"No use? Did you use it?"

"Yeah, I just waved my hand on Xiaobo for a long time, but Xiaobo was still the same. He showed no sign of waking up at all."

Li Sanqi was stunned, then said helplessly: "Who told you to use it now? In broad daylight, where are you attracting souls?"

"Uh."

Li Dazhu was stunned by what Li Sanqi said, and then he thought, that's right, who has ever seen a ghost appear in broad daylight?

"Also, you have to go to the place where Xiaobo lost his soul. If it doesn't work once, go a few more times."

Listening to Li Sanqi's instructions, Li Dazhu nodded repeatedly.

Before leaving, Li Dazhu said that he would ask Erzhu to bring the stewed chicken over later.

Li Sanqi did not refuse.

The two families are not close relatives by blood. He confiscated Li Dazhu's money, but couldn't he just eat a chicken?

After Li Dazhui left, Li Guifang came in and started scolding him.

"It's fine if you say you're fooling others, but why are you fooling Dazhu's family? Is he a rich man? We are a family three generations ago!"

"Who said I was cheating? I was just trying to help Dazhu find a solution. Besides, I didn't take any money!"

Li Sanqi said angrily.

"You dare to talk nonsense without receiving any money? Just wait and see. If you fail to cure Li Dazhu's child, he will beat your mouth to pieces!"

"You are so unreasonable!"

Li Sanqi turned around angrily and went to his own small tea room on the second floor.

After making some tea, Li Sanqi opened the "Night Talk Folk Customs Forum".

He doesn't have many hobbies, he just likes folk stories and strange stories.

Whether he heard it from the older generation or read it on the Internet, he remembers it very clearly.

Obviously, he didn't seem to be particularly talented in reading and writing, but he was an exception in this aspect.

For this reason, Li Sanqi felt that he was born to do this job.

"I was born at the wrong time. If I had been born thirty years earlier, I would have been a master at least."

Li Sanqi shook his head and clicked on the help post he had posted yesterday regarding a child who had lost his mind.

After seeing that "天残地缺" had replied again, Li Sanqi smiled and typed out a line of words.

"There are three wonders in life: @天残地缺, God, I have found the rooted mourning staff, I am lucky, I can try it tonight."

"Tiancan Dique: That's really good luck. If it works, remember to reply to me. We are old friends. Don't stand me up like other newbies on the forum!"

"There are three things about people: Don't worry, they will definitely reply."

After the chat, Li Sanqi hummed a little tune and continued to browse the forum. When he saw an interesting post, he would reply with the messy knowledge in his mind.

Although the things in his head were messy, after being sorted out by Li Sanqi, they seemed logical and clear.

Thanks to his compilation ability, Li Sanqi was given the title of "big brother" in the forum.

"People nowadays have really big imaginations. They can make up anything."

Li Sanqi said after replying to another post.

If you ask Li Sanqi whether he has seen a ghost, of course he has not.

But if you ask him whether he believes it or not, of course he believes it.

He has always adhered to a principle: just because you haven't seen something doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

As for the matter of Li Dazhui's family, Li Sanqi is also trying his best, maybe it will be useful?
If it doesn't work, there's nothing you can do about it.

Anyway, Li Dazhu has no other solution, so why not give it a try?
Of course, when doing this kind of thing, he would also consider the situation.

He knew Li Dazhui's character, and if he really failed, Li Dazhui would not blame him too much.

At most you'll just get some cold stares, which isn't a big deal.

If he really succeeds, he will be truly famous in Shangli Village.

People will only remember how many times he succeeded, not how many times he failed!

Just like after the incident with Li Ran, many people knew that although Li Sanqi was unreliable, he had real abilities.

If something happens, a 1% chance is still a chance!

……

(End of this chapter)