The Villain Becomes The White Moonlight

Du Yan looked up at the roof of the front hall of the ancestral hall, and crossed the empty patio in the middle to look at the main hall. The roofs of these two sections are painted with exquisite lacquer, which is completely typical of the classical architectural style in which wood is joined by wood tenons.

The back hall is separated by a partition, and you can't see the inside, but the back hall is generally a place where the ancestral tablets are worshipped. The local villagers must be locked up for safekeeping to prevent offense.

Apart from these, even Du Yan did not find anything else hanging above the beam. Du Yan glanced at Xiao Lang, and it seemed that his special constitution was at work.

In the movie, the ancient village is where everyone steps into the junction of another Shunping city. Xiao Lang's ability will gradually be unblocked, and Du Yan has no way to stop it. Because this is the cornerstone of the dream world, without it, the dream world would collapse.

In fact, in terms of the plot of the entire movie, Xiao Lang's friends can be regarded as innocent people affected by his special abilities.

Li Gui wants to devour Xiao Lang's soul, which can only happen when the three fires on his shoulders go out. Now it seems that Xiao Lang is a person who is not easy to be affected. Pure fear cannot achieve this effect.

Then he can only start with the people around him, infect Xiao Lang with the fear of the people around him, and finally disintegrate his psychological defense line with the tragic death of his friends. No matter how steadfast a person is, when they see the friends who live along with each other tragically dying in front of them, there will always be an instant shake.

Just because the existence of Xiao Lang's friends is extremely critical, another spooky ghost in Shunping City will never let them go. Even if Du Yan prevented them from coming to this ancient village, they could not leave Shunping City.

Therefore, Du Yan's plan was to follow the plot and wait for them to enter another Shunping city, then try to send Xiao Lang's friends out, leaving Xiao Lang alone.

Xiao Lang died, and his friends had no use value, so they could leave successfully. When Xiao Lang becomes the king of ghosts, all problems will be solved, and he will not feel guilty for the tragic death of his friend.

Xiao Lang is looking down at the tourist manual, which says that the ancestral hall was built more than 200 years ago, and it is almost the same period as the village's chaste archway.

These lacquer paintings were also painted at that time. Later, the village will invite craftsmen to repair and maintain every ten years, so until now, they still maintain the intact appearance in front of them.

Xiao Lang looked up and said to Du Yan with a smile: "This is your professional scope. You can study it carefully, maybe you have some inspiration when you paint."

After listening to Xiao Lang's words, Du Yan felt that he could not collapse now. So he probed carefully to study the lacquer painting on the pillars in the hall.

A piece of lacquer on the pillar was peeling off a little, revealing a little of the underlying background, the underlying background was very blurred, the lines and colors were lumpy, and it was almost impossible to see what it was.

Du Yan's eyes fell on it, he looked intently for a long while, and suddenly raised an eyebrow and said, "These lacquer paintings are really interesting. Unfortunately, we can't go in and take a closer look. Let's go."

Several other people were originally laymen, just to see a lively place. They could see the place where the shrine can see at a glance. Now I heard Du Yan, an art student who came to collect the style, said that he was leaving, and there was no objection. He turned away from the shrine.

The temple was built with water in mind, and there was a pond in front of the temple, so everyone followed the manual and walked along the temple to the rear.

Bypassing several old houses, I saw another big banyan tree, which is mentioned in the manual. The manual also introduced that this big banyan tree has a life span of hundreds of years.

The banyan tree branches have lush leaves, covering the small square in the center of the village. The banyan tree has many thick air roots that have grown into the ground and inserted into the soil. It looks like a trunk, and it does look like a tree alone in the introduction.

Zhou Tian raised her hand and pointed out, "That well is the well that the village lady said, isn't it? This well is said to be very delicious."

Directly below the banyan tree, is a well built by bluestone bricks, with a rafter over it.

The group walked over and saw that the well water was clear and transparent, and there was a small motor connected to the urn beside it. It turned out that this was an electric scoop, which seemed to make it easier for the elderly living in the village to draw water.

Although the small motor looks a bit out of place with the whole ancient village, but now everyone is a big banyan tree with a single tree in the head, and a well made of bluestone bricks below. The whole scene still looks quite a bit Flavor.

The breeze stroked, and the leaves of the big banyan tree rang, and there were several crisp bird calls. This immediately relaxed the mood of everyone present.

Zhou Tian was very interested, saying, "In this ancient village, you should stroll slowly, or we will rest here and chat under the big banyan tree."

The scenery in front of me is indeed beautiful, and no objection has been raised.

There are several rough stone tables and benches around the big banyan tree. I do n’t know if it was set up here for tourists to rest after the development of tourism, or the villagers liked it

Have a cool chat under the banyan tree.

In short, these stools are cheaper for Xiao Lang and everyone. They took their seats on the stone stools and took out some water and snacks they brought with them.

It's rare to have a drink and snacks. In such a beautiful scenery, everyone carefully packed the leftover garbage in plastic bags, and planned to take them away later.

Liang Fei was a man who couldn't relax. When he saw everyone sitting there eating, he stood up alone and walked around the big banyan tree.

He first looked up at the crown of the tree and said, "The ecology here is really good, and there are many birdhouses on it."

Xu Yuan answered him with a smile: "A small village like this without any industry has not been polluted at all, and it is normal to have a birdhouse."

Liang Fei turned around and went behind the banyan tree. After a while, I suddenly heard the back of the banyan tree, exclaiming: "What is this!"

Everyone was frightened by him, and they stood up and ran behind the banyan tree.

Liang Feiren had nothing to do. He pointed to a place behind the banyan tree with a doubt on his face.

Everyone gathered around, and when we looked closer, we knew that this was a waste well.

The pile of bluestone bricks on the ground is almost the same as that of the previous well, except that a large stone was pressed at the wellhead of the waste well.

In fact, it is understandable to press stones at the wellhead, probably because someone is afraid to fall into the well by accident.

The main reason for Liang Fei's exclaim is that this stone is too unusual. The rope was densely packed with stones, and the color of the rope was very strange. It was a kind of dark red to black color, which looked strange and inexplicable.

From the gaps exposed between the ropes, you can see that the stones are engraved with messy lines, but after being corroded by wind and rain, nothing can be seen.

On those strangely colored ropes, a wooden sign was tied every ten centimeters. Maybe it's been a long time and the wooden signs are almost rotten.

However, it can be seen that the time when these decaying wooden signs are tied to the rope is different. Looking down the rope from above, the more complete the wooden signs below.

A wooden sign near the wellhead is still intact and the condition is quite new. It looks like it was tied to the rope not long ago.

Liang Fei was big-hearted and curious, and he didn't think much about it. He squatted down and looked at the stone.

He looked for a moment with a serious expression and sighed, "There are characters on it, but I can't recognize any of them."

Everyone heard what they said, and they all went together to look at it, shaking their heads while looking at it, saying they didn't know it.

Du Yan stooped slightly and glanced: "The time is written on it, indicating that this wooden sign was hung last year. On July 15, last year, the lunar calendar."

Xiao Lang looked at Du Yan with some admiration in his tone: "You can understand it?"

Du Yan said: "This is Xiaoyan. Some genres of heavenly masters like to use this typeface to draw symbols and feel that they are more able to communicate with the heavens and the natural way."

Hearing Du Yan's words, everyone's eyes suddenly focused on him. I don't know why, Du Yan suddenly talked about these Shinto things, but everyone didn't feel at odds. Instead, he looks like him and speaks these words very realistically.

Xiao Lang smiled and asked, "Do you have any research on these?"

Du Yan glanced at him and explained: "Well, folk culture, we always do some research in art."

Seeing Liang Fei's impetuous movement over there, Du Yan reminded him: "Although you may not believe these things, this is a tradition in other people's villages. It is better not to move."

When Liang Fei heard it, he quickly raised his hand and signaled that he would not touch the wooden signs that looked very mysterious.

Except for the two wells under the big banyan tree, there was nothing else. Everyone had a rest, and then they continued along the path. According to the route in the manual, in front of it is the most representative scenic spot of the ancient village.

Two hundred years ago in this ancient village, a man was raised, that is, the son of Fan who was commended by the doorway chastity arch.

In ancient times, there could be a grand master in such a remote village, and the villagers in the entire village could benefit. Setting up a prince's arch for the mother of the grandfather is a matter of course.

Juren's house is very different from the folk house in the ancient village next to it. It is a two-in, two-out house.

According to the manual, the backyard part is the old house where the people lived before Zhongjue, and the front part was built by the people in the village after Zhongjue.

The front yard is neatly arranged. From the gate to the pair of stone lions in front of it, everything is in line with the identity of the people who raised it at first, and it looks quite imposing.

In the backyard part, I feel completely different. Compared with the solemnity in the front, the backyard is much more down-to-earth, but it is also more like an ancient home environment.