There are only three households in Zhujie Village, and each family is separated by a few hundred meters.

When Chen Deling was a child, he rarely came here to play, because it was too remote and there were some bad rumors, so people from other villages rarely interacted with Zhujie Village.

Under the old lady's kind greeting, Chen Deling made the two rush into the house in a bit of embarrassment.

As soon as they entered the house, Chen Deling made them see at a glance that the walls of the room were plastered with paper-cut handmade patterns everywhere.

There are all kinds of animals, and there are also some strange patterns.

It can be seen that the old lady or his family has this kind of craftsmanship.

"Sit down, and I'll pour you water to drink." ”

The old lady went and poured two cups of hot water.

When she came back, she saw that Chen De asked them to look at the paper-cut patterns, so she explained with a smile: "I cut these all by me, and I am alone at home, and I usually cut some things when I am idle." ”

Following the old lady's gaze, Chen Deling found some paper cuts and tools in the corner.

After thanking them, Chen Deling ordered the two to take the water and drink it.

The coolness of being soaked in the rain warmed up a lot after a cup of hot water.

Chen Deling and the two chatted with the old lady.

Through chatting, I learned that the old lady's surname was Zhen, her wife left early, her son and daughter-in-law also died, and her only grandson disappeared a few years ago, leaving her alone.

After listening to what happened to Mrs. Zhen, Chen Deling and Hai Dafu sympathized with her.

Middle-aged widow, old age widow lost children and grandchildren, several major sorrows in life, all fell on a country woman like her.

It's really pitiful!

"My grandson, if he is still alive, will be about the same age as you. ”

Old Lady Zhen sighed, her wrinkled face full of sorrow.

The room was unconsciously filled with a sad atmosphere, and Chen Deling glanced at Hai Dafu.

The two stood up, and Chen Deling said to Mrs. Zhen: "Old man, the rain doesn't seem to be so heavy, let's go first, thank you for your hospitality." ”

"You're welcome, why don't I cook some noodles, you guys eat and then leave." ”

Mrs. Zhen stood up with a kind face, although she was old and had encountered so much human grief, it could be seen that the old lady had a very cheerful personality and was in good health.

"No, we live in the village down the hill and we'll be there soon. ”

Chen Deling smiled slightly and pointed in the direction of the mountain.

Seeing that they insisted on leaving, the old lady did not continue to stay.

Maybe it's because no one has come to the house for a long time, Chen Deling ordered them to leave, and Mrs. Zhen gave them a lot of things very enthusiastically.

"These are all vegetables that I usually grow by myself, which are very healthy, and this one, I cut them myself, so you can take them and play with them. ”

Looking at the green vegetables and some paper cuts handed over by Mrs. Zhen, Chen Deling originally wanted to refuse.

But seeing the old lady's expectant face, he couldn't bear to refuse the old man's kindness.

I took it and thanked him a few words.

Chen Deling and Hai Dafu left Mrs. Zhen's house.

Strange to say, as soon as I left Mrs. Zhen's house, I didn't go far before the rain stopped completely.

The sky is still a little gloomy, which makes people a little oppressive.

"Gotta Ling, that old man is so pitiful. ”

Hai Dafu looked back in the direction of Mrs. Zhen's house, and his face was full of sympathy.

At this time, Mrs. Zhen's house was blocked by the bamboo forest, and she could only vaguely see the outline of the house.

"yes. But...... Why have I never heard of Mrs. Zhen's house before?"

Chen Deling frowned slightly, and now that he thinks about it carefully, he doesn't seem to have heard anything about Mrs. Zhen's family since he was a child.

It stands to reason that a situation like Mrs. Zhen's house has long been rumored.

But Chen Deling grew up so old and had never heard of these things, which made him have some doubts in his heart.

As soon as I turned into the bamboo forest, I met a man wearing a cloak and carrying a hoe behind his back.

Looking at his outfit, he should have just come back from working in the field.

And when he saw Chen Deling and the others, he was also surprised.

"Who are you?"

The man frowned slightly, stopped Chen Deling and the others, and his eyes swept over the greens in Chen Deling's hands from time to time.

It is estimated that he thought Chen Deling and the others were stealing vegetables.

"Uncle, we are from the village under the mountain, and it was raining when we climbed the mountain just now, so we went to Mrs. Zhen's house to shelter from the rain, and these things were given to us by her. ”

Chen Deling explained with a polite smile.

But unexpectedly, it was okay if he didn't explain, and as soon as he finished explaining, the face of the man opposite changed.

"Which old lady Zhen?"

"It was the first one in the bamboo forest in the past. ”

Hai Dafu said, and reached out and pointed back.

Upon hearing this, the man's face changed completely.

"Are you sure you're not joking? Mrs. Zhen's family has long since died, and even the house has collapsed!"

"What?"

Chen Deling and Hai Dafu exclaimed at the same time.

Hai Dafu jumped even more anxiously: "Uncle, don't lie to us! We saw Mrs. Zhen just now, she also gave us hot water to drink, and also sent us things!"

Chen Deling also hurriedly agreed: "Yes, uncle, don't talk nonsense, Mrs. Zhen is obviously alive and well." ”

Seeing that Chen Deling and the two didn't believe it, the man gritted his teeth and walked towards the village with a hoe.

At the same time, he said, "If you don't believe me, come with me!"

Chen Deling and Hai Dafu glanced at each other, and hurriedly turned around and followed.

Uncle didn't seem to be joking with them, and he didn't have to joke about it.

But just now they were obviously at Mrs. Zhen's house for almost half an hour!

So...... What the hell is going on?

Chen Deling made the two of them say nothing, followed behind the man, and turned around the bamboo forest again.

As far as the eye could see, it was a half-collapsed house, littered with broken bricks and tiles, and even cobwebs were formed in many parts of the house that could not be rained.

This is completely different from the house that Chen Deling asked them to see just now.

"How so?"

Chen Deling and Hai Dafu looked at each other again with shocked faces.

They couldn't understand why the house they had seen and even guests had been in for years looked like it had been dilapidated for years.

"You saw it, didn't I lie to you. ”

The man seemed to dare not approach the house, and deliberately stayed away from the collapsed house.

After finishing speaking, he also waved his hand to Chen Deling and the others: "Don't get too close to the house, I heard that this house is haunted!"

"Haunted?"

Chen Deling shuddered for a moment, and instantly thought of the task released by Koi Ling.

And next to him, Hai Dafu was already so frightened that his legs were weak, and he grabbed the uncle: "Big ...... Uncle, you mean, we saw Mrs. Zhen before, it's a haunting?!"

"Shhhhhhh ”

After the uncle finished speaking, he took the hoe on his shoulders and quickened his pace to leave the dilapidated house.

Hai Dafu's face was pale, and he hurriedly grabbed Chen Deling to leave.

However, Chen Deling thought that the task was not completed yet, so he gritted his teeth and pulled Hai Dafu to follow the uncle.

"Uncle, we're a little thirsty, can we go to your house and drink some water?"

"Whatever you want, but I still have to warn you, you must get out of here before dark, or ......"

When the uncle said this, he seemed to remember something terrible, and did not continue.

But Chen Deling and Hai Dafu cast a shadow in their hearts.

Did they really see the hell before, or did they hallucinate?

Then why did Mrs. Zhen just now seem so real?