Chapter Twenty-Three: Running in the Graveyard in the Middle Night
Deshun walked around in the woods of the black hole, and after a while the donkey was gone. Deshun is in a hurry, the donkey is half a family business at home, and I expect it to mix. It's easy to see, but it lets it run away. Deshun regretted this, and he wanted to find it no matter what. So he walked forward, and as he walked, there was a boiling voice in front of him, and he dared to walk over quickly.
Sure enough, the lights were bright not far ahead, and the crowd was crowded. The black and black crowd is like a temple fair, and all kinds of snacks and items are sold on the street. But people are in a hurry, and they don't stay much. Because the lights are on, I only see the figure shaking, and I can't see the face of the person.
The surrounding houses are dilapidated, the doors and windows are covered with paper, and Deshun has no heart to go shopping, he just wants to ask if anyone has seen his donkey.
There was chaos in the streets, bargaining, quarrelling, and fighting. No one paid attention to him, and occasionally someone walked in front of him, and did not talk to him, but only stretched his neck and sniffed him in the dark light. This made Deshun uncomfortable, could it be that he had a big smell of feces on his body?
Deshun stood blankly in this strange bazaar. He just wanted to find someone to inquire about where the livestock market was, and he wanted to see if someone had caught it and gone to the livestock market to sell it. But no one paid any attention to him.
Just when Deshun was at a loss, a familiar and unfamiliar voice came from behind him, "Isn't this Deshun? Why did you get here?" Deshun turned his head and was startled, it was the old village chief.
The old village chief was replaced by Lin Xiangyi, and Lin Xiangyi was only a branch committee member at that time. Lin Xiangyi gathered the leading group of the village, thought of a coup d'état, usurped the party and seized power, so he slandered the old village chief, made up a model, and listed all kinds of crimes groundlessly.
At that time, there were also many people who were dissatisfied with Lin Xiangyi, and Deshun was one of them. On several occasions, the commune came down to investigate the old village chief, and Deshun said that those charges were all fart flashes and no shadows.
Although the old village chief was defeated by Lin Xiangyi in the end, the old village chief was still very grateful to Deshun for daring to tell the truth. The old village chief later died of illness.
"Old village chief, I'm here to look for a donkey, and I saw the donkey running here. Hey, aren't you dead old village chief?" Deshun suddenly understood and hurriedly asked.
"Find some broken donkey! Hurry up, get out of here! That's where you're staying. "The old village chief is in a hurry, and he is in a hurry.
Only then did Deshun suddenly realize, what kind of place is this? A cold sweat broke out all of a sudden.
At this time, a young man came from the old village chief's side, grinning and smiling, and said, "This little old man, if you want to be here, let him stay." As he spoke, one hand was about to stroke the long hair on his face, and the other hand reached over to grab Deshun's neck.
"You're a dead dog, you haven't drunk enough water in your last life, haven't you? Get out!" the old village chief roared angrily, and the man who called Ergou trembled in fright, nodded and ran away.
"Deshun, don't say anything, you follow the road in front of you and keep running east. Remember, don't look back!" the old village chief instructed repeatedly.
Deshun didn't care about talking at all, so he ran away along the path he pointed. Along the way, Deshun didn't know how many heels he fell, regardless of the pain, and wanted to leave the place of right and wrong. I also lost the idea of looking for a donkey.
After running for a long time, Deshun couldn't run anymore, and his heart was about to jump out. Hearing that there was no longer a noise behind him, he boldly looked back, and almost didn't scare Deshun to death. What kind of house market is there behind you? There are only a few fireflies in the distance, and there are dirt bags all around. That's the grave!
Some of the new graves still have paper flags on them, and when the light wind blows, the hair of the seeping people is suddenly rising.
Deshun didn't dare to stay for a long time, and ran forward again, but he ran around, and he couldn't get out of this cemetery, and it was not long before he turned back again. Deshun was so anxious that his eyes were sparkling, and the kung fu donkey actually appeared again. Deshun caught the donkey a few times but didn't catch it, and the donkey was only a step or two away from him, but he couldn't catch it.
Just when Deshun was exhausted and couldn't support it, he bumped into a black person, and the man shouted: "Is it a human or a ghost? Deshun panted and said, "I, who are you?"
"Yo, is it Uncle Deshun, why are you here?" Deshun heard that it was Wangcai, and his fluttering heart returned to his place. "Hey, it's hard to say, no, no, no, I have to rest, but I'm tired. Why are you here?"
"Hey, Sensei, I took up a job of watching the Yang Mansion in Shili, and I drank too late. When I came back, I wanted to find a shortcut, but I turned around three times and turned around in the black light, didn't this also make me lost? I thought that if I couldn't find me again, I fell asleep, and I ran into you. Wangcai said.
The two of them chatted that the east was already white, and the sky was bright. Wangcai saw that Deshun was in prostration, so he hurriedly found Sanlun and carried Deshun home.
Xiaolian Niang and Xiaolian also went back and forth for half a night at home, and Deshun did not return for a long time, and the mother and mother were anxious like ants on a hot pot. Seeing that Wangcai sent Deshun back, the hanging heart fell.
Xiaolian ran out of ideas so she knocked on my door again, but I had no choice but to hurry to Xiaolian's house. Xiaolian's father told the people present about what he encountered at night, and they all felt a chill down his spine when he heard it.
Deshun didn't finish saying that I was cold, and quickly covered me with a quilt. Xiaolian Niang hurriedly took out the thick quilt and asked Deshun to cover it, and after a while, Deshun still said that it was cold. It's not right that the cover is so thick this season. I went up and touched Deshun's forehead and said, "It's bad, Uncle Shun has a fever!"
Xiaolian said I'll go find Xiaomei, hurry up and get an injection to reduce the fever. I said okay, hurry up.
The eastern sky is full of colorful clouds, and the roosters and dogs are chatting on the streets, and the sky is bright.
Xiaomei was invited by Xiaolian, Xiaomei saw that I was here, and when people didn't pay attention, she twisted my arm, I grinned and whispered, "You, what do you mean!"
"And, it's not interesting. "Xiaomei gave me a blank look. Xiaomei skillfully tested the temperature and found that the body temperature was not too high, Xiaomei frowned. Or I got an injection of antipyretics.
Wangcai understands that Deshun is not a real disease, but a virtual disease. He dragged me out of the house and said, "Trouble, Yong." Uncle Deshun has fallen into evil, I'm afraid it's useless. It only works with a town charm. I was anxious: "Why don't you draw a talisman quickly! It's important to save people, do you know if you don't get it?"
Wangcai grinned: "I won't get that sooner, that talisman is painted by black dog blood, cinnabar and other things." I don't know how to draw. You haven't heard people say, 'If you know the book runes, the ghosts will jump, and if you don't know the book runes, the ghosts will laugh.'" 'Well, you can't scribble. ”
"What can I do? I can't just watch?" I said helplessly.
It didn't take much effort, Xiaomei also came out of the house and said that her body temperature was higher than that of ordinary people, and antipyretics were also used. This point should have subsided, but it did not recede.
All the people feel that the trouble is really big.