We got up the next day, Xiaohui hadn't woken up yet, Mr. Zhu was even more worried, Kaohsiung comforted him and said it didn't matter, the two yin spirits had been attached to Xiaohui for several years, if it weren't for the fact that they were usually dormant, now your daughter may not be saved, so the recovery time is relatively long. As long as Zhu's wife is by her side, take good care of it, try to be quiet, and don't be frightened. After paying 700,000 yuan, Mr. Zhu sold the car, so he had to call a friend to borrow a piece of Jiuchanghe bread and set off all the way to the village. After arriving in the village, Mr. Zhu found that the farmhouse was still open more than four years ago, but the business was very weak. When we went to settle down, the boss saw that it was Mr. Zhu and his friends, and he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, so he hurriedly made food and wine, and asked Mr. Zhu why he hadn't come for two years. Mr. Zhu prevaricated casually, and asked the boss about the situation of the last old lady in the east of the village.

The boss pouted: "Old witch, what are you asking her for?" Mr. Zhu said that he had heard his wife mention it before, saying that she would tell fortunes or something, so he wanted to go and see, the business has not been good recently, let her see how she can make a fortune.

"Forget it!" the boss smiled, "She's not a fortune teller, she used to be in charge of the village, and it was all nonsense to say that she could invite the Queen Mother." At that time, some people said that she was a witch, and she knew what kind of life-locking evil art in Yunnan, and she specialized in using the soul of a little boy to refine demons and ghosts. ”

I asked, "Did the old lady use her hands to be accurate?" The boss said that sometimes it was really accurate, for example, if something was lost in the village, she could tell exactly which direction to go out to find it, and it really worked. But in the later years, the village lost two children, both boys, and the second time was for twin boys. There are rumors that she was abducted by the old witch, and the police from the township police station went to the old witch's house to search at that time, but there was no evidence. However, everyone believed the rumors, and since then no one has looked for the old witch to take charge of the gods.

Hearing the word "male twins", the three of us looked at each other, and Mr. Zhu was about to say something immediately, Kaohsiung patted his leg and signaled quiet.

After lunch, leaving Azambudan to rest in the house, the three of them set off towards the east end of the village. On the way, I noticed that few households in the village were alive, some of them were obviously uninhabited, and the yards were lifeless and weedy. Needless to say, many of China's rural areas are like this, and those who are younger either buy houses in county towns and urban areas, or go to the cities to work, and only those who are old, young, sick and disabled remain in the villages. Occasionally, I can see children running around in some courtyards, and elderly people doing farm work next to them.

According to the instructions of the owner of the farmhouse, I walked to the easternmost end and saw a lonely brick house with a total of four rooms in front and back, which was the old lady's house. This house is not next to the other houses in the village, but has two vegetable patches in the middle. The brick house also has a front yard, which looks spacious, but the weeds in the yard are almost waist-high. The house was also in tatters, and the glass in two rooms was broken, and it seemed that no one lived in winter. Opposite the brick house is a three-way junction and opposite a forest.

When we walked to the gate of the courtyard, we saw that the iron gate was locked backwards, and there was a large iron lock on an old iron chain. I stood at the gate of the courtyard and patted on the iron gate and shouted several times, but no one answered. Kaohsiung said that he would go over the wall, but the wall was not high anyway. I shook my head, and at this time, a villager drove in from the entrance of the village on a farm tricycle, and when he saw us patting the old lady's courtyard gate, he seemed very surprised and kept turning his head to look at us.

"Hey, big brother, is there anyone in this house?" I guessed that the villager must know something, so I simply stopped him. The villagers stopped the tricycle and asked us why we were looking for this family, and I smiled and pointed to Mr. Zhu, saying that his wife used to be from this village, and now she wants to find this old lady to tell fortunes.

The villager asked, "Who is your wife?" Mr. Zhu said his wife's name, and the villagers suddenly realized, saying that your wife is the second daughter of the old Sun family, no wonder I see you are a little familiar. This old witch doesn't know how to tell fortunes, she used to be in charge of the gods, and she was so old that she had to walk hard, so she stopped doing it a long time ago. She never went out of the house during the day, and only opened the iron door of the courtyard after dark, but no one was discharged, so she sat in the courtyard, sometimes until dawn. Except for buying rice at the west entrance of the village, he didn't go anywhere, and he lived on the half of the vegetable plot planted in the backyard.

The three of us looked at each other, and I thought to myself that this old lady was so weird, and in that case, we didn't have to bang on the door anymore. When he returned to the farmhouse and said to Azambudan, he nodded and said that we would go together in the evening.

After dinner, we watched TV in the house to pass the time, about eleven o'clock, the four of us went out of the yard, fortunately it is summer, and it is reasonable to say that it is too hot to sleep at night to go out for a walk. The village is quiet, and almost none of the farmers still have lights. The standard of living in the rural areas is not as good as in the cities, there are not many entertainment activities at night, and there is no place to spend the night, but why is there no one to chat in the shade in the courtyard? It seems that there is still that kind of speculation: All the young and middle-aged people may go to work in the county and city, and most of the people who stay in the villages are old people, and they go to bed and wake up early when they are old.

When I came to the house at the east end of the village again, I saw that the iron gate of the courtyard was open, and in the courtyard sat an old lady, sitting in a chair with a backrest, not moving, her waist was very straight, and she was leaning on a crutch beside her. Kaohsiung and I looked at each other, and Mr. Zhu whispered, "Why is this old lady so panicked?"

Kaohsiung Xin stepped into the courtyard, it was cloudy tonight, and he couldn't see the old lady's appearance, and he didn't know what his demeanor was, so he could only judge that the old lady was staring at Kaohsiung sideways. I also followed, and the old lady looked at Kaohsiung, and then at me, and said nothing. I was just about to ask, Kaohsiung raised his hand to signal not to make a sound, he stood in front of the old lady, I looked back at Mr. Zhu, he seemed to want to come in too, I waved his hand and asked him not to enter.

"How old are you two children?" Suddenly the old lady spoke, speaking in a heavy Shandong accent, but fortunately she could still understand it. I vaguely saw that the expression on her face seemed to be smiling, she was in her eighties, and in front of her, Kaohsiung, a man in his forties, was naturally a child. Kaohsiung looked at her, then at me, smiling and not speaking. Walked around behind her and walked to the front of the brick house to take a closer look.

The old lady asked, "Which child are you?"

I think this is a bit awkward, if the sentence just now is said according to the generation, it seems to be correct, but this sentence does not make sense, no matter how old you are, do you call a person in your thirties or forties "a child of any family"? Maybe it was her habit of speaking, and at this time, I saw that the old lady's eyes were not looking at me, but at the place behind me. I look back and see nothing, so what is she looking at?