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As for what was a handicapped life, even I am not sure. It was said by the person next to my ear, saying that one third of Bighead Sun's life goes to Yin, and two-thirds goes to Yang. He also said that the reason why he could live until now was all because that old lady had been feeding medicine to that part of Guiyin, and that no matter how much that old lady took care of that portion of his life, Bighead Sun would not live past sixty.

Wu Ruilan's words were far beyond my and Glass's expectations, because she was, after all, a peasant girl who had never seen the world. It also showed that something had been saying something in her ear, not a personality split.

That's all Wu Ruilan knows. We'll ask her a few more questions and she won't know. She said she asked herself, but the other party refused because it was a fortuitous opportunity.

This was the first time I had ever heard of the word "fatality." I asked Glass if she knew, and Glass shook his head, saying only that the meaning of the word was incomplete, or that part of the world was still alive, while the other part was already dead and existed in another space. But then he corrected himself and said it wasn't necessarily death, it was just a space that everyone believed only death could pass through.

The glass spoke a little in a roundabout way, and it seemed to him that there was no real death. However, Wu Rilan said that a third of Bighead Sun's life had gone with the old lady. Furthermore, this part of Bighead Sun's life only retained the condition he had when he was young, or when the old lady had died. I have thought about this question more than once for a long time, but I have not been able to get a satisfactory answer to it. After all, there are some questions that cannot be inferred from common sense.

Still, so far, the question of the goddam old lady feeding her grandson medicine could be explained, and the details were less important. However, when Wu Ruilan said that Bighead Sun would not live past sixty years old, it became a new problem.

"Crippled life?" Glass was still muttering, but his expression suddenly turned very relaxed, "Looks like I'm not experienced enough, how could I know that there's such a thing? Don't blame me, I'm still young, having less knowledge is an irresistible limitation!"

He sounded as if he was trying to convince himself, but also as if he were telling me that he couldn't explain this before. After a short while, Glass's face broke into a smile, walked over, and shouted, "Erlang, go get me something to eat, I'm starving."

I was stunned as to what kind of plane this fellow was up to. However, when it came to being hungry, my stomach growled as well. But now where's this one going to get food? Glass followed me to the kitchen, where there was still some noon cabbage on the table, a plate of salted beans and salted vegetables. Salt beans and pickles are our local specialties, all homemade, and you can tell from the name that they're salty. But perhaps the glass was really hungry, after a few more bites it finally came back to its senses, anxious to find water.

When I opened the pot, there were actually a few steamed buns inside, probably because Mom was worried that it would be left outside cold, so I put it in the pot. I wanted to take a bite, but before I could even open my mouth, I was grabbed by the glass.

"Look at that useless fellow!"

I added the dishes to the steamed buns and sent them to Wu Ruilan. Since she hadn't eaten since noon, she must have been hungry as well. Unexpectedly, she waved her hand and said that she had eaten the three bags of instant noodles and was no longer hungry.

Oh, I just remembered — I bought three bags of instant noodles this afternoon, and I haven't given us all the change I got back.

At this moment, Glass walked out of the kitchen with a steamed bun in one hand and a white porcelain bowl in the other. Inside the bowl, there was water. Then she came to my side and squatted down. Then her eyes fell on Wu Rilan's leg, and as if she suddenly remembered something, she asked, "Oh, right. Big sister Rilan, what happened to your leg? You still haven't told me."

Wu Rilan laid the broom flat on the ground and sat down. She pulled up her pants leg and patted the part with her hand. She sighed and then told him everything that had happened.

After returning, she thought that she now had the protection of the gods. Since Huang Xuantong had trapped her own husband under the well, logically speaking, she should be able to rescue him. Thus, she prepared some things for that night, intending to go to the well well to get more Li Caizhong the next day. However, the person in her ear repeatedly told her not to go. It was too dangerous, but Wu Ruilan still persisted to the end. As for what was prepared, Wu Rilan didn't mention it. I think it's just something like a wax-paper horse used as a sacrifice. It was strange to say that sometimes the same thing in an ordinary person's hand would not have any special effects. However, it would be different if it was in someone's hands, as if it could become a magical equipment or something like that. When Wu Rilan went the next day, there were still a lot of kids behind her. They might not be able to see the true feelings and emotions behind those words. They were just thinking about what kind of joke a madman would make.

The weather was very gloomy that day and it looked like it was about to rain, as if the heavens were purposely trying to exaggerate the tense atmosphere. Wu Ruilan was carrying a basket filled with the things she had prepared earlier. The people in her ears were still urging her to go back quickly. And according to Wu Ruilan, she had encountered three large snakes in the middle of the road, blocking her way. There was no need to ask. The two snakes on her body were definitely the best. Wu Rilan stepped over without thinking. In fact, up until now, those two so-called goblins didn't seem to be very professional, because they had been helping Wu Rilan all along without any intention of harming her. This was indeed strange, perhaps this was a legendary practice. However, since they were cultivating, they should know why they made Wu Rilan look so haggard. Humans and demons were like humans and ghosts, they could not spend a long time together.

When Wu Ruilan arrived at the well and saw the place where she was once sad, she could not help but tear up and cry loudly at the place where Li Caizhong fell into the water. As for the people who were watching the show on the shore, they were all pointing their fingers and occasionally letting out a burst of laughter. "Hahahahaha …" "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" They did not understand Wu Rilan because they were not there for sympathy, they were there for fun.

Wu said that when she cried, she would see a ripple in the center of the well before slowly dispersing. Glass and I first thought that this was Li Caizhong's response, but we couldn't rule out that it was some large fish turning into water splashes, or that the sand and rocks under the water had been stirred up by the fish and left their original positions, forming a bubble and rushing up. But I don't know why, because the well has never been done, and nobody knows what lies under the water.

Wu Rilan set up an altar on the east shore of the well and lit two white candles. It was said that the candles could guide ghosts, so since there was no incense burner, she used a large bowl instead. There was half a bowl of wheat in the bowl, with three joss sticks inserted inside.

Wu Ruilan was about to call out to her when a black hand reached out from the well and grabbed her. According to Wu Rilan's description, in the beginning, it was a mass of black energy coming out of the well and spreading to the east shore. She thought that she had seen wrongly in her trance, but when she regained her senses, that mass of black energy had already turned into a black hand grabbing towards her face. Wu Rilan was half-kneeling on the ground. She quickly retreated, so she grabbed her ankle. After that, she dragged her body into the well.

Wu Rilan was shocked and shouted for help, but how could anyone help? They all laughed and pointed at the people on the shore. They probably wouldn't be able to see the black hand and would only think that Wu Rilan was playing a trick on them. Seeing that she was about to be pulled into the water, Wu Rilan saw that it was impossible to count on someone else to help her. She suddenly thought of the God she had invited and silently chanted that name. He didn't expect that the moment he finished chanting, the hand disappeared without a trace. Wu Rilan breathed a sigh of relief. When she looked at her leg, it had already become what it was now.

Wu Ruilan no longer dared to stay in the well. She threw the basket and other items into the well and ran home. At this moment, a loud laughter came from behind him. However, it did not sound like it came from a person who was here to watch the show.

"Was that black hand caused by Huang Xuanlong?" I asked.

Glass immediately picked it up, "You still need to ask? It must be. " Then he turned to Wu Rilan. "And then?"

"After I came back, I was sick and fell asleep for two days. During these two days, I was in a daze and I saw people constantly leaning against my bed, but they were all people who had died in my village. When I think about the name written on the Immortal Book, they all left. "

When Wu Ruilan mentioned that there was a dead person slowly leaning against the bed, I don't know how it happened, but I imagined myself falling asleep one day, and then I inadvertently turned around and saw several figures standing in front of my bed. How terrifying would it be? It seemed like Glass was right. Sometimes, it wasn't necessarily a good thing for a person to be too good at associating other people, but evil came from the heart.

After we finished talking, Mom and Dad came back from the fields, went to the door, brushed off the dust with their hands and walked into the yard. I hurried over and told my mother what had happened this afternoon. I wanted Wu Rilan to stay tonight, but she couldn't go to her room.

Mom looked at me but didn't say anything. Maybe it was because Wu Ruilan was here, but her eyes were clearly filled with anger. She really wanted to beat me up. His mother went inside to wash her face and wash her hands, preparing to go cook. Since she didn't want to sit around, Wu Rilan went in to help.

Dad pulled up a stool and sat under the tree in front of the door. He crossed his legs and smoked. It was just me and Glass in the yard. We were silent for a while, then Glass suddenly asked, "When Uncle and Aunt came in, did you see any unusual work?"