Chapter 86 Buried Alive In Tai Chi Halo

Huang Gansui and his party walked into the tent.

Hey, why is Wu Chushan here? Huang Gansui's heart skipped a beat, there was one more person he wanted to silence.

"Brother-in-law, Wu Chushan people say that you have to put your head down and your feet up, otherwise the yin and yang will be reversed." Meng Zhuqi immediately said with a smile when he saw Huang Gansui.

Huang Gansui glared at Meng Zhuqi sternly, his brother-in-law was extremely stupid.

Huang Jianguo gently put the old man on the chair and sat down. The old man sniffed and said, "Jianguo, why can't you smell the fragrance?"

"You all get out." Huang Gansui ordered the others to go outside the tent, leaving only the three of them.

After everyone left, Huang Gansui looked at his father and muttered twice, feeling that it was difficult to say anything.

Huang Jianguo turned his face to Huang Gansui and said calmly: "Dad, please go out first."

Huang Gansui looked at his son with questioning eyes.

Huang Jianguo nodded calmly.

Huang Gansui walked out of the tent with relief.

He walked up to Wu Daoming, stared at him with burning eyes and said: "Old Wu, is it the head and the feet, or the head, the bottom and the feet?"

Wu Daoming was stunned, and quickly glanced at Shanren Wu Chu. He already understood Shanren's intention. This Shanren was cunning enough, and his good Tai Chi Yinxun finally created the mother and queen of the country, and the Huang family didn't have a daughter. Without a granddaughter, you are just talking about an empty city plan…Okay, Wu will cooperate with your empty city plan. Anyway, the Huang family is not a good person.

Huang Gansui was a political cadre and had met countless people. Although Wu Daoming tried his best to hide it, the changes in his eyes could not escape his sharp and time-tested gaze.

Wu Daoming slapped his forehead and said, "Yes, it's from head to foot. I remembered it wrong last time."

Wu Chushan breathed a sigh of relief, and the tense muscles on his face suddenly relaxed.

Of course, this subtle change on Shanren's face could not escape Huang Gansui's gaze.

Huang Gansui already knew it in his heart. He smiled and said with a pun: "Old Wu, you can't get carried away because of love. If Wu Chushan hadn't reminded you, wouldn't we have made a mistake?"

Meng Zhuqi approached him with a smile and said, "Brother-in-law, how are you? I should be more careful, otherwise my work will be in vain."

Huang Gansui reached out and patted his uncle on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "You must thank Mr. Wu Chushan."

At this time, the sound of sobbing came from the tent.

Huang Gansui walked into the tent and saw Mr. Huang and his son Jianguo and his grandson hugging each other and crying… Seeing his father come in, Huang Jianguo nodded.

"Father, I have no choice…" Huang Gansui muttered.

"Thousand-year-old traitor! Okay, okay, I sacrificed myself for the future of my grandson. Remember, ten years later, when the founding of the country has achieved great success, I will be buried with your mother. Do you understand?" Mr. Huang said sadly shouted.

"Grandpa, I promise you." Huang Jianguo said calmly, while gently wiping away the snot flowing from the old man's face.

Outside the tent, Wu Daoming and Wu Chushan looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

Huang Gansui shouted: "Old Wu, come and dig a hole."

Mr. Huang pointed his hand and said angrily: "No, I want a thousand years old, and my son will dig his father's grave himself!"

Huang Gansui blushed, grabbed the hoe in the tent, and started digging hard without making a sound.

At this moment, Mr. Huang's withered hands were holding his grandson's arm tightly, trembling.

Huang Gansui dug with sweat dripping down his back. He was so proud that he had not done any physical work for many years, but for the sake of the overall situation, he could only grit his teeth and hold on.

Wu Daoming stood at the entrance of the tent, watching all this silently. The master couldn't bear to watch any more, so he stood far away and kept reciting the Ksitigarbha Sutra.

The people of Wu Chushan watched with cold eyes, knowing that good and evil will eventually be rewarded, and Huang Gansui will eventually reap the consequences.

Meng Zhuqi looked at the moon and smoked leisurely.

At the end of the year, Huang Gansui finally arrived. Huang Gansui had already dug a large hole two meters deep. He grabbed a handful of five-color soil, smiled with sweat on his face, and said, "It's done."

"Old Wu, do you have any questions?" Huang Gansui looked at Wu Daoming coldly with gloomy eyes and said.

Wu Daoming was shocked. He saw a flash of murderous intent from the depths of Huang Gansui's eyes. He felt a chill all over his body. He understood that he and his teacher had not been able to survive for five days.

"No problem. From head to foot, after five days, the five elements will naturally merge." Wu Daoming forced a smile.

Huang Gansui nodded and said, "Okay, you all go out, the old man needs to change his clothes."

Wu Daoming walked up to the master who was standing aside and whispered: "Junior sister, this Huang Gansui has no good intentions. I think the Thirty-Six Strategy is the best. What do you think?"

The master said: "Brother Taoist, I have wanted to leave that ghost place for a long time. We should just find a place where no one is and live in seclusion."

Wu Daoming nodded and said: "Now is an opportunity."

The master understood and said loudly: "I want to make it easier." After that, he walked deeper into the bushes.

Wu Daoming said with concern: "Okay, I'll keep an eye on it for junior sister." After that, he followed and disappeared into the darkness.

"Nasty." Meng Zhuqi snorted and dismissed it.

Huang Gansui looked at his watch. Just after 11 o'clock at night, at the beginning of the night, he signaled to his son with his eyes that it was time to take action.

"Grandpa, let your grandson change your clothes for you." Huang Jianguo said to the old man.

"Crack", the old man's tears fell on his grandson's hand. Huang Jianguo hesitated for a moment, and then began to unbutton Mr. Huang's clothes.

The old man obediently asked his grandson to strip off all his clothes and stand naked in the tent. It was cold after all in late autumn, so the old man folded his arms and shivered.

Huang Gansui handed his son a hemp rope.

Huang Jianguo said to his grandfather softly: "Grandpa, I have to tie you with a rope to prevent you from moving around."

"My dear grandson, grandpa won't move, so don't tie him up." The old man begged.

Huang Jianguo didn't seem to hear. He held the rope and wrapped it around the old man's body, then tightened it tightly and tied it into a big rice dumpling.

Huang Gansui made a gesture to show that he was still head up and feet down. Huang Jianguo nodded to express his understanding.

Huang Gansui said to the old man with tears in his eyes: "Father, Jianguo and I will be grateful to you forever. When Jianguo ascends to the Nine-Five Dragon Court, we will definitely erect a monument for you, so you can go in peace." After that, he stood there. At the entrance of the tent, I turned my back and couldn't bear to look any further.

Under the miserable moonlight, Wu Chushan people put their hands on their backs, looked at the moon and chanted: "The new cracks are all pure, fresh and clean as frost and snow. Cut into acacia fans, the clusters are like the bright moon. When you go in and out of your arms, the breeze will shake you. I am always afraid that the autumn festival is coming. , the coolness beats away the heat. Throw away the donation basket and put it in the basket, and the way of kindness is gone."

Huang Gansui was silent after hearing this, and sneered in his heart. He said, petty bourgeois sentiment, sour scholar, how can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan? Don’t think that I will be fooled if you sing with Wu Daoming. You are too underestimated, Huang Qiansui.

He touched the pistol at his waist. Now was a good opportunity to do it. Hey, where are Wu Daoming and Shi Tai?

In the tent, Huang Jianguo looked at the Shanghai brand watch on his left wrist. The hands pointed to 11:35.

"Grandpa, let's go down." He gently picked up the skinny old man and slowly put him upright into the cave.

The old man's hands and feet were tied tightly, and he stood in the tomb, trembling and saying: "Jianguo, grandpa is cold, hurry up and bury the soil…"

Huang Jianguo comforted him softly: "Grandpa, there are still five minutes until midnight. Please hold on a little longer for your grandson."

The old man raised his head and opened his cataract eyes, as if he wanted to see his beloved grandson a few more times before he died.

Huang Jianguo stared at his watch and saw that the hands finally pointed to 11:41. The time was right. He breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the shovel and shoveled the first shovel of Lin Zhengying's corpse without hesitation. fell down…

Outside the tent, Huang Gansui asked Meng Zhuqi sharply: "Where are Wu Daoming and Wuming Master?"

Meng Zhuqi chuckled: "It's convenient for them to go over there."

Huang Gansui "hummed" and looked at Wu Chushan. His right hand subconsciously pressed on the pistol at his waist. After thinking about it, he let go.

Now is not the time to kill Wu Chushan, just in case that boy Han Sheng becomes suspicious, in case he really enters the capital, in case… No, this will be very detrimental to the development of Jianguo. Wu Chushan and Wu Daoming wanted me to bury my father head to toe in the Tai Chi halo. It is certain that they deliberately deceived me. Now I have used the trick to make them mistakenly believe that I was buried according to the method they later colluded with. Wu Chushan will not do it for the time being. If the matter is told out, silence is certain, but it depends on whether Han Sheng comes to Beijing. As for Wu Daoming and Shi Tai, they will die of poison in a few days anyway.

"Shanren, I have been buried according to your method. Is there anything else I need to pay attention to?" Huang Gansui asked kindly.

Wu Chushanren turned around and said calmly: "No more."

Huang Gansui chuckled and said, "Is Hansheng at home? Why didn't I come with you?"

Wu Chushan said coldly: "How can he understand this kind of thing if he knows it?" After saying that, he sighed.

Meng Zhuqi walked over from the depths of the bushes dejectedly and said to Huang Gansui, "Brother-in-law, Wu Daoming and the Wuming Master have run away."

With tears in his eyes, Huang Jianguo filled the tomb with soil one shovelful after another.

The five-colored soil slowly began to accumulate from Mr. Huang's feet, to his knees…crotch…waist…to his chest. The tears seeping out of the old man's gray-white eyes gradually turned red, and finally turned into blood…

Huang Jianguo saw his grandfather open his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

"Grandpa, rest in peace. You will be recorded in history. A few years later, the people of the Central Plains will miss you forever." Huang Jianguo murmured, and finally covered the old man's head with dirt…

Huang Jianguo filled in the tomb, stood up and stamped the soil firmly with his feet.

Huang Gansui poked his head in and said, "Is it finished?"

Huang Jianguo said calmly: "It was completed in strict compliance with the prescribed time and procedures."

Huang Gansui lowered his head and said, "Didn't your grandfather say anything at the end?"

Huang Jianguo said calmly: "Grandpa will be proud."

Huang Gansui and Huang Jianguo, father and son, walked out of the tent. A dark cloud covered the sky. The sky and the earth gradually dimmed. The autumn breeze blew, and Huang Jianguo not only shivered.

Huang Gansui told Meng Zhuqi: "You continue to stay here. The next five days are particularly important. No mistakes are allowed. Do you understand?"

"Don't worry, brother-in-law, I won't leave for five days." Meng Zhuqi vowed.

"Pile up the graves again." Huang Gansui said.

Meng Zhuqi nodded in agreement.

Under the moonlight, Wu Chushan let out a long sigh and said: "The 600-year agreement in Qingtian is finally over. Things are really unpredictable." Then he left without looking back.

The autumn wind carried his poems intermittently: "Why do lonely souls wander under the moon? Old friends come in front of Linggu Cave. Qingtian has been dreaming for six hundred years, and the world is talking and laughing in a blink of an eye. Who would believe that in the noble red door, the grass is luxuriant? A period of ten years. It is worthy of eternal sorrow. Only this person knows the sorrow…"

Huang Gansui stood there blankly for a long time before sighing: "Let's start paying homage."

Huang Jianguo took out the incense candle, inserted it into the soil on the spot, took out the match and lit it, and then he and his father respectfully knelt down in front of Tai Chi Yin Hao.

When Meng Zhuqi saw this, he knelt down behind them.

Huang Gansui prayed and said: "Father, a thousand years old is unfilial and I made you leave a few months early. But what you exchanged for your death is the glory of your descendants and the well-being of all people in the world. Your death is more important than Mount Tai! Let us do it." My children, I will always respect you and miss you, so just smile." After that, he kowtowed three times.

Huang Jianguo swore in his heart: Grandpa, I will live up to your expectations. In less than ten years, my grandson will take over the capital and benefit the people all over the world.

"Quack" Several crow noises came from the dark bamboo forest, the moon disappeared into the clouds, and the earth was confused.

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