Suddenly, I noticed a knot on the aunt's clothes.

The knot happened to be similar to the pattern on the stone lock I was studying in my hand.

I calmly turned the stone lock over in my hand, and then while the aunt was talking, I put the two together and made a comparison.

The pattern on the stone lock looks more like a totem, a circular ancient pattern. You can see that there is a bipedal insect hidden in the pattern. The insect looks a bit like a bat, but more like a monkey with wings.

Generally speaking, it is a skinned monkey. Further down is the very common cirrus pattern.

Look at the knot on the aunt's body again. If you want to weave this pattern out, it must be very different from ordinary carvings. The weaving is a line, and the carving is the pattern on the stone. It must not be exactly the same.

but……

The statues of gods are not alike, but in a sense they are the same thing.

I squinted my eyes and took a closer look.

On the stone, the insect had a ferocious and bloodthirsty look, but on her body, the pattern was more rounded, like a vegetarian, warm-hearted insect.

I pretended to have no other meaning and asked her: "Sister, this knot on your body is very beautiful. Where did you buy it?"

She was very happy when she heard me call her eldest sister, and when she heard that I complimented her on her beautiful clothes, she patted me on the shoulder directly.

"Tsk, you guys are so discerning! This thing is a blessing and longevity knot that I bought when I was trying to protect my safety! Later, I even learned how to knit this thing from someone else! Tsk, tsk, it's a good thing! At that time, I

After braiding this knot on our son's body, he has been doing well for a whole year!"

She seemed to be talking about some big treasure.

"This knot of mine is a good thing! What a treasure! It can ward off disasters! It's much more powerful than safety buckles and safety cards!"

I raised my eyebrows: "Oh~ did you learn it from a book?"

"No, no, I learned it from the wife of the first stone tablet maker in the east of our village. This stone tablet maker is called Old Man Zhang. He is not very old, only forty or fifty, but he looks like he is in his seventies or eighties.

People say that he carves stone tablets for dead people, so much so that he loses his life! But should I say it or not, his craftsmanship is really amazing!"

The aunt touched her knot and said, "Have you seen this? As long as these people have anything to do with yin and yang, they know more than us! If it weren't for her, how would we know that there is such good fortune and longevity?

Knot?"

I nodded, seeming to agree with what she said.

But actually, I'm secretly curious.

My grandfather said that power cannot be created in things, nor can it be exerted on things.

If a human-made knot does not have a charm on it, if it is not soaked in cinnabar or the like, and the scriptures are translated, then a mere knot will never be able to help people eliminate disasters and solve problems.

It is not the knots that resolve disasters, but people.

Furthermore, the stone lock I saw in the water was a stone, and the one left in the hands of the person who made the stele was also a stone. I was pounding in my heart. This couldn't be such a coincidence, could it?

All piled together?

Just as Song Yuan had rested, she came out of the room. Although her face was a little pale, she would not let the lady see her ghost body.

The aunt looked at Song Yuan and me: "Oh, I feel like you and your sister really look alike!"

In order not to make Song Yuan sad, I changed the subject and said, "Auntie, where is the family that made the stone tablet you mentioned? Can you give us an accurate location? Song Jiu died tragically, and we want to make a stone tablet for her.

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The aunt is very warm-hearted, or she is really too busy.

She immediately put down the things in her hands and took us both to find Old Man Zhang.

We had not been walking for ten minutes when we saw a family piled up a lot of stones at the door. Although this place was shabby, these stones were all good materials, either with age or with marks on them.

Some spiritual energy, good mountains and good waters, those stones are all good stones.

"This is it, you go ahead, I won't go."

Even though the aunt doesn’t say it, I know that in her heart she thinks this place is unlucky.

I nodded: "I'm sorry to trouble you today."

After that, I took Song Yuan and walked in.

The door to Lao Zhangtou's house was locked. I was curious and knocked on the door.

Sure enough, there is no one?

A man passed by me and he looked me up and down: "Hey, are you here to see Lao Zhang too?"

I nodded: "Today we have a lot of corpses rushing out outside, including this girl's sister. We want to get a stone tablet for her sister to have a good life. Do you know where this old Zhangtou is now?"

He looked at Song Yuan with a look of regret: "Hey, those people died so miserably! Tsk, tsk, I really want to help you, but their old Zhang family doesn't know what they are doing, and they haven't opened their doors for more than half a month.
Chapter completed!