Chapter 132 Dark Trial
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It was dark.
“Mom, do you remember when we were little, Yao Gu always played a game with me?”
"Aunt Yao always asked me to think about what I did wrong. If I couldn't answer, she would lock me up in a closed room in the Buddhist hall, with no windows and no sound.
Aunt Yao told me to reflect and think carefully about what I did wrong. I couldn't think of it, I really couldn't think of it, but I was afraid of the dark, I was too afraid of it. I tried my best to say that I was wrong, and I also tried my best to admit to things I didn't do, because I was really scared.
Isn't it ridiculous that I, a grown man, was afraid of the dark. I wasn't beaten, at most I was hungry occasionally, and I wasn't frozen, but I was just afraid of the dark."
He was really scared. Once, Aunt Yao might have forgotten about him, and after locking him up for a day, he felt like he was crazy. He scratched his body desperately with his nails, and when he scratched, it hurt, and he bled, he felt that he was alive. He thought he had been locked up for a lifetime, but in fact it was only one day.
But one day, after he came out, he became a little crazy, and felt that there was something wrong with him, and he wanted to die.
But he, he, his son, his sister Xia, and his Mianmian were locked up in the dark underground, unable to move or speak for so long, so long.
When he said this, Jiang Changtian was like a pervert, twisting his neck and tilting his head. He wanted to smile, but he opened his mouth and couldn't laugh.
One of the men in black below had trembling hands.
He grabbed Jiang Huaisheng.
He was also wearing a mask.
No one paid attention to him.
They were all looking at Jiang Changtian, and they just thought he was crazy at the moment.
If he wasn't good-looking, his expression at the moment really looked like a complete madman.
"Let's play a little game tonight."
Jiang Changtian asked the men in black to drag everyone to the Buddhist hall.
In the Buddhist hall, there was a golden Buddha statue that the old lady had invited. It was plated with real gold and had a turquoise stone inlaid on its forehead.
There were also tablets of Jiang's ancestors.
One of them was inscribed with "Father Jiang Bai".
Jiang Changtian stood in front of the tablet and gently touched the words on it. They
were very shiny. This was what he always did before. It seemed that by touching the tablet and the words on it, he had strength and the courage to live.
He lit three incense sticks, inserted them into the incense burner, and bowed three times to the tablet.
Then he sat down.
He asked others to sit down as well.
"There is a god above us. When Yao Gu played games with me, it was under the watchful eyes of the gods, the eyes of the Jiang family's ancestors. Yao Gu didn't kill me, and I won't kill you either."
There is a confinement room in the Buddhist temple, which is for seeking peace and tranquility.
Jiang Changtian had someone push Jiang Rong into the confinement room. The confinement room has a good soundproofing effect, and normal conversations outside will not disturb the inside.
The Jiang family didn't know what he was crazy about.
Old Madam Jiang didn't know either. She would often go to the confinement room to chant for a while. Chanting in there made her feel particularly at ease, and she felt refreshed when she came out.
This evil beast had to say that Yao Gu bullied him.
Jiang Changtian saw his sister-in-law yawning and the baby falling asleep. He said gently to the servants of the Jiang family: "Sister-in-law has to take care of the baby. Please bring a soft chair over."
So Mrs. Jiang could only sit on a hard chair, while Mrs. Wu felt weak while holding the baby.
She leaned down with all her strength, feeling mixed emotions, but it was really tiring to hold the child like this.
Jiang Huaisheng wanted to curse again, but he didn't know what they were going to do to Rong'er.
I saw that they locked Rong'er in and ignored him.
Jiang Changtian said nothing and closed his eyes to rest.
The three incense sticks on the incense burner burned out.
"Ah!"
An inhuman scream suddenly came from the confinement room.
The Jiang family was terrified. Was there a monster hiding in the confinement room? Rong'er had clearly entered in full view of everyone. It was only an incense stick of time, very short, but Jiang Rong's screams were getting louder and louder.
Then there was a muffled knock on the wall. There
was the sound of nails scratching the door, and a sharp "click, click" sound.
The screams continued for a while until they stopped. Jiang Changtian then asked someone to open the door of the confinement room.
A faint light poured in, and Jiang Rong was carried out.
He cried loudly, and his fingertips were all cut. He was extremely frightened and couldn't find the direction of the door. He was twitching all over, and muttered: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I was wrong."
Jiang Changtian didn't stop at Jiang Rong, but turned to Jiang Huaisheng and said: "Brother, it's your turn. When I was a child, you always complained that I was causing trouble. You always asked me if I knew I was wrong. You always told me not to make mother angry again. Now I ask you a question too, do you know you are wrong? What is wrong? I hope you can tell me the answer later."
Jiang Huaisheng was also locked up in a confinement room.
He was not afraid, and he even spat before entering.
Rong Er was frightened before, so he lost his composure. He was a grown man, well-educated, and proficient in both civil and military affairs. How could he be afraid of a confined room?
He went in, and heard a loud voice from the confined room: "The spirit of a woman likes to be clear, but the heart disturbs it; the heart of a man likes to be quiet, but desire pulls it. Therefore, there is no place to be quiet, how can desire arise? Since desire does not arise, it is true tranquility. The true constant responds to things, and the true constant obtains nature; always responds and is always quiet, and is always clear and quiet."
This is what Lao Jun said. A quiet heart can cultivate the inner heart, and it is also a kind of practice.
Jiang Huaisheng treated this as a practice and didn't care.
After that, there was no sound inside, and it was very quiet.
Only Jiang Rong's frightened muttering remained.
Wu was heartbroken when she saw her son's appearance. She stood up and went to see Rong'er.
Jiang Changtian did not object.
Seeing this, Jiang Wan also stood up.
She thought, Uncle Er treated her mother very well. Was there really an affair? He even held his sister in his arms, and seemed to like children.
Jiang Wan carefully went over to help her eldest brother, but was pushed away by her eldest brother. Jiang Rong was fat and had no consciousness at the moment. He was also very strong. Jiang Wan was pushed and hit the chair beside her. Her back hurt a lot.
Jiang Wan thought that her elder brother might be pretending, but she didn't expect that he seemed to be really crazy.
It was only an incense stick of time, was it possible?
But when she got closer, she smelled a foul smell again. Her elder brother seemed to be incontinent again.
Jiang Wan was terrified. She didn't know why it was like this, but she still insisted and asked the servants to come: "Help him to the chair."
Jiang Changtian didn't stop him. The servants came, but it took several people to lift Jiang Rong up and put him on the chair. Jiang Rong sat there stupidly with dull eyes, as if he was completely crazy.
He kept muttering: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong..."
I don't know how long it took.
Old Madam Jiang always thought that this beast wanted to ask her something, but this beast didn't speak.
He just sat on the chair and sat there very energetically.
She couldn't sit still at her age, and looked at Wu who was leaning on the couch with a child in her arms with some resentment.
Wu looked at Rong'er worriedly, and she had to take care of the baby in her arms. She was
also worried about her husband in the confinement room. He should be fine, as he was so heroic.
As time passed.
It was a bit long and hard to endure.
But it wasn't too long.
However, there seemed to be a muffled sound in the confinement room.
The muffled sound just now was the sound of Jiang Rong knocking on the wall.
What about now?
Old Madam Jiang was a little puzzled and a little panicked.
She said, "Whatever you want to ask, just ask."
Jiang Changtian shook his head, "I wanted to know before, but now I don't want to, and I can't believe what my mother said. You have lied to me for half my life, and I am worried that you will lie to me again. Let's play games. Aunt Yao said this game is very fun. Don't worry, mother, it will be your turn soon."
Jiang Changtian sat upright.
His expression was solemn, like a bodhisattva in a Buddhist temple.
He closed his eyes and rested.
The crowd below stood in a row.
In fact, some people were a little curious. How could Jiang Rong go in and go crazy after a while? Was he really crazy or just pretending to be crazy?
But Jiang Rong was timid at the beginning and urinated. Maybe he was too timid.
People were a little curious about what would happen to Jiang Huaisheng.
Jiang Huaisheng recited the meditation method of Taishang Laojun aloud.
After he entered, he felt around the four corners and found nothing special. It was very clean.
He had been to this room before and saw his mother sitting on a cushion and reciting scriptures.
So there was a cushion in the room and nothing else.
He knew that his younger brother had been locked up before for being naughty.
He thought Changtian was a little unreasonable, so was he just trying to let him experience it as well?
Rong'er was originally afraid of the dark, so it was possible that he was frightened here.
But he was well-read in poetry and was not afraid of the dark. He practiced martial arts every day of the year and was in good health, so how could he be afraid of the dark?
As long as there was nothing strange in it, he would not be afraid.
He silently recited Laojun's meditation method, and even felt that this was an excellent place for thinking.
He thought seriously about how to get out of this
predicament. According to his brother, he intercepted the letter sent by A Niang. Does that mean that they can't leave?
But seeing that his brother didn't really want to kill them, was it just to torture them for fun?
What should he do in the current predicament?
At this critical moment, what secrets did A Niang still want to keep? Why didn't she say it?
It was so quiet outside.
So dark.
His freedom of movement was not restricted.
But he couldn't hear any sound and couldn't see any light.
He felt that a long time had passed, and he didn't know if it was daybreak outside.
He was very sleepy and tired, and he thought he could take a nap.
It would be wonderful to take a nap.
His wife, children and mother were all outside, so it seemed a bit unfilial for him to sleep inside.
But he couldn't go out anyway, so he might as well sleep.
He lay on the ground with his head against the futon. Fortunately, it was hot and not cold, and there was a blanket on the ground.
This was where his mother chanted sutras, so it was actually quite nice.
Jiang Huaisheng lay down, but strangely he didn't fall asleep.
It was the same whether he closed his eyes or opened them, because it was all dark.
It had been so long, had the whole day passed, had he slept enough?
It had been so long, and he didn't know what was going on outside.
He wasn't hungry either, which was so strange.
He recited the lessons first, and then thought about his wife, children, mother, and Rong'er.
It felt like many days had passed, and he thought about how patient he was, and he wasn't hungry at all.
Why didn't that beast open the door for him?
Did it want to starve him to death?
His hands were shaking slightly as he tapped the mat and counted the time.
He became confused as he kept counting.
It was so dark and quiet in front of him, and he suddenly had a panic of being buried alive.
This room is a bit like a coffin, with earth walls on three sides and a thick double-layer door on one side.
Jiang Huaisheng suddenly felt itchy on the wound on his face, as if it was bitten by ants.
I heard that the kidnapper was bitten to death by ants.
He remembered that time, two kidnappers pretended to be peddlers and almost kidnapped his brother's two children.
But his mother and Wan'er said that parents are pitiful, and the kidnapper was also buying medicine to save their sick children, so he spared their lives.
Sometimes life and death are just a matter of thought.
Unfortunately, the kidnappers did not survive. One was said to have been bitten to death by ants, and the other committed suicide.
His wound itched badly.
What's going on outside? It's
so quiet. He heard someone breathing. Who is it?
Oh.
It's him.
Rong'er is such a loser. He can sit for a whole day.
He slept for so long, but he was a little bored.
There were footsteps.
Who is it?
It's him.
He suddenly started to get scared.
It was too dark and there was no sound outside. Would he be forgotten?
His brother said that Yaogu forgot about him and locked him up for a day.
He felt that he should have been locked up for several days.
He walked around anxiously.
He scratched his head with both hands.
But there was no response. It
was too quiet.
He panicked and scared. He didn't know what to do. Now he didn't even know which direction the door was, and he didn't know where he was.
He was like in a chaotic ball.
He kept touching the scar on his face.
In fact, it had healed.
But suddenly, he used his hands to pick at the scar until it was bloody again, and he screamed "Ah!"
He tore the healed wound open again, screaming and picking.
The door opened.
The light poured in.
Jiang Huaisheng, who thought he had been locked up for half a month, found that his mother was still sitting in front of the tablet, and Wan'er was still sitting in front of his mother.
His wife was leaning on the couch holding the child, and Rong'er was drooping his head, shaking his legs and twitching on the chair.
He quickly crawled out and laughed. His face
was covered in blood.
Jiang Changtian yawned, looked at his eldest brother with blood on his face expressionlessly, raised his head and said to Jiang Wan: "It's your turn."
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