Chapter 25 Suspicion
My cousin also had a wound on his face. Maybe because he didn’t want me to worry, he didn’t tell me what the wound was.
After I ate the porridge Dongjing brought me, I wasn't feeling so weak anymore. I started to take out the things in my pockets and study them slowly.
I found that they had one thing in common, that is, every letter and every object contained the symbol of the totem.
As for what that totem is, we don't know.
Sun Ming walked in at this time, and when he saw what we were holding in our hands, his eyes began to blank.
"What are you doing?" I looked at him a little confused.
He swallowed and said, "This is Laotian writing. Can you read it?"
Laos?
A small country in Southeast Asia.
We have studied English for decades but still haven’t understood it. How can we understand Lao language?
"Can you?" Dong Jing asked him curiously.
He shook his head. “When I was a kid, I learned from the village chief for a few months, but I didn’t learn it. If I remember correctly, he is from Laos. You can take these letters to him and ask him to help translate them.”
After listening to Sun Ming's words, my cousin and I looked at each other.
It would be great if someone could translate this!
Our group of four walked to the village chief's house. At that time, the village chief was sitting in a rocking chair in the yard smoking.
The village chief is not young anymore, but because he had a son in his old age, his son has not yet fully grown up. In this village, the village chief position is hereditary.
So he didn't dare to step down. He had to wait until his son grew up before he passed the position of village chief to his son.
"Village chief." Sun Ming called him when he entered the house.
The village chief seemed to be deaf. He was old and his hearing was not working well, but he was still strong.
By the time we noticed someone coming in, we had already walked behind him.
"Mingwaer, why are you here?"
If I hadn't heard from Sun Ming before that the village chief was Laotian, I wouldn't have been able to tell he was a foreigner just by listening to his accent.
"I'm here with my husband and daughter to talk to you, the village chief. As far as I remember, you are from Laos. We have some letters that we would like you to translate."
Sun Ming squatted down in front of the village chief and looked at him with a smile.
Under the sunlight, I think Sun Ming's smile is particularly dazzling.
I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but I always suspect that the person who reads this letter must have something to do with it.
How could the good Laotian people come and settle down in a small village in our country?
This village is not a wealthy place where you can make a lot of money.
The chances of a Laotian being in the village are slim in the first place.
What's more, there was a letter from Laos hidden next to the same village, which sounded outrageous.
"What do you mean?" The village chief got up from the rocking chair, turned around and led us into his house.
Sitting in the main room, I handed the letter in my hand to the village chief.
He looked at the letter I wrote him and his face changed drastically.
"Where did you get this thing?" The village chief looked at us with tension and anxiety on his face.
I shook my head. There was no need for him to know this.
We didn't answer him, but our eyes were still on him.
We want to know the content of the letter.
"This matter is not easy to handle. These letters were sent from a wizard in Laos. The purpose is to help the people here who are in contact with him. This matter concerns human life. This wizard is very famous in Laos. It is not something you kids can understand. I advise you to stay out of this matter."
The more the village chief said this, the more curious I became.
Although we cannot handle everything, we have already dealt with half of this matter. It would be unreasonable to give up on the rest.
Besides, our reputation is likely to be damaged because of this incident.
"Does the letter mention anything that needs to be solved by a wizard?" I asked the village chief.
The village chief looked at us, then at the letter in his hand, and sighed: "Continue the lineage."
My head buzzed instantly and I couldn't hear anything.
Continuation of offspring? !
"This happened as it should have happened, about 20 years ago in the Wu family. I heard that they couldn't have children at that time, so they invited a Feng Shui master, who said that something happened to the ancestral tomb. Later, the ancestral tomb was moved, and the family also arranged a Feng Shui layout, but they still couldn't get pregnant, not even a girl. Wu Shengming was anxious at this time, and could only find a wizard from Laos for help."
The village chief said this as he spread out the letters for us.
He pointed to a passage and asked us to look at it.
Everyone else was watching it seriously, but I was the only one who had doubts in my mind.
The letter was written in Lao language, which we couldn't read.
And when it comes to continuing the family line, the village chief is more likely to be suspected.
He also had a son in his old age. I heard that his son is not even eighteen years old, while he is almost eighty.
According to the calculation of time, the village chief may also use this method to continue his offspring.
He dodged slightly at my prying gaze.
The more this happens, the more suspicious I become.
My cousin took the envelope, pointed at the totems on it and asked the village chief: " Do you know what these totems are?"
"If I remember correctly, it should be the symbol of that wizard."
The village chief thought for a long time before saying this.
I couldn't tell whether he didn't remember things because he was old or he wanted to hide something.
But he managed his expression very well and I couldn't find any flaws at all.
"You guys sit here for a while, I'll ask someone to cook for you."
The village chief seemed to want to avoid us deliberately, so he didn't answer any of our questions, stood up and turned to leave.
We were left in the main room, and I looked at my cousin, who also looked a little doubtful.
"After you fainted last night, I closed the formation and went up to the top floor. When I saw the pair of white bones, I knew that someone must have set up the formation to help someone in this village continue to have offspring."
I didn't quite understand what my cousin said as it was beyond my scope of study.
My cousin explained to me: "This is an ancient method. Few people use it now. After all, technology is advanced now. If you really can't get pregnant, most people will choose to go to a big hospital for treatment."
"But I heard that this ancient method is quite useful. It's just that too many people were sacrificed just for a child. It's not very suitable now."
My cousin seemed to be thinking about something, so we lit a cigarette and waited by the side.
The village chief walked back and forth around the main hall , pouring tea for us and asking his family to help prepare food for us.
So my cousin stopped talking and waited quietly for the opportunity.