"Did that man come to your house and do anything strange?" The fat man sat on the stool, raised his head and looked at Li Ming and said.

Li Ming listened to the fat man's words, first pondered slightly for a while, looked at the door, Li Ming withdrew his gaze again, and shook his head at the fat man.

"He stayed here for one night, and he didn't show up again, and I thought it was strange because he said he was going to help my father exorcise evil spirits." Li Ming thought about it for a moment, turned his head to look at us, and said.

"And when did you find out something was wrong with your father?" The fat man turned his head to Li Ming and said.

Li Ming thought for a moment, then walked to the calendar by the wall, carefully looked at the time of the calendar, and stretched out his finger on the thirty-third.

I muttered softly, if it was the twenty-threeth, it would have been the thirtieth, the last day of April.

"And now what about your father?" The fat man began.

"My father was naturally in the grave, but one night, when I got up to go to the bathroom, I saw my father lying in the doorway, and I was startled at the time, but I went in to look, and my father was gone, and when I called a few villagers to dig the grave with me, I saw my father lying in the grave." Li Ming said.

"What do you think about this?" Mo Yan looked at me and the fat man and asked.

"There's nothing to think about, wait until you go to the grave and see what will be revealed." The fat man reached out and put it in his pocket, and then asked if Li Ming's family had any food.

Li Ming said yes, then turned around and walked towards the room.

Waiting for Li Ming to walk over, I stretched out my hand and pulled Mo Yan's wrist and gave Mo Yan a look.

"Mo Yan, come with me." I beckoned to Mo Yan and said.

Mo Yan walked towards me, I walked to the door with Mo Yan, and stretched out my hand to point at the paper figure at the door.

"Mo Yan, have you seen anything about this paper man?" I spoke.

Mo Yan glanced at the paper figure I was pointing at, his eyes narrowed slightly, he stretched out his hand, touched the body of some paper figures, and looked at me with some doubts.

"Don't you think this paper figure is a little weird?" I said to Mo Yan.

Mo Yan shook his head and said no, and then looked at it a few more times, "There is nothing strange about this paper man, what do you think is strange about this paper man." ”

I followed Mo Yan to tell Mo Yan about the strange movements of the paper man I saw today, Mo Yan listened to my words, his eyes were always fixed on the paper man, and after a while, Mo Yan shook his head at me.

"It's a simple paper figure, and I don't see anything wrong." Mo Yan spoke.

I was shocked, I could see that Mo Yan couldn't see it, and I thought that Mo Yan couldn't deceive me.

"Alright, go back first." Mo Yan patted me lightly on the shoulder and spoke.

I nodded at Mo Yan and followed behind Mo Yan, from time to time I still turned my head to look, and what made me feel strange was that this paper figure didn't seem to be as strange as I saw it at the beginning.

Back in the house, Li Ming had already brought the food to the table, I ate two bowls, and the fat man asked me to go back to rest and do things at night.

I knew what the fat man wanted me to do, so I just nodded at the fat man, and I turned and walked over.

After resting for five or six hours on the guest bed prepared by Li Ming, I was woken up by the fat man.

Rubbing my eyes, I saw the fat man and Mo Yan wearing black clothes.

Seeing that I woke up, Mo Yan threw a piece of clothing on my body, "Hurry up, wait a while, I'm going to hurry." ”

I didn't know where the fat man was going to take us, but I put on this black outfit anyway.

As soon as I put on the black clothes, I felt like a thief.

"Let's go." The fat man lowered his voice.

After saying this, the fat man was the first to walk out, followed by Mo Yan, and then it came to me, and when I walked out, I was followed by a person.

This person is Li Ming, the owner of this house, and Li Ming automatically said that he would follow us to see his dead old father.

The fat man agreed to Li Ming's request without saying a word, but I was a little opposed, after all, Li Ming didn't know anything, and if he went, he would probably be delayed.

Mo Yan didn't have any objections, and did everything according to what the fat man said.

I took out my phone and looked at the time, and it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

"Brother, how far is your father's grave?" I opened my mouth, thinking that I had been walking with Li Ming for more than half an hour, and the mountains had passed through two, and this tomb had not yet arrived.

"I arrived soon, at the foot of the mountain in front, I invited a feng shui gentleman to come and see, and he said that burying people at the foot of this mountain can support future generations." Li Ming said.

The fat man listened to Li Ming's words, but couldn't help but chuckle, "Brother, do you believe this too?" ”

"How can you not believe it, feng shui can raise people and kill people, and there must be some basis for the things of the ancestors to be passed down to the present." Li Ming said softly.

While talking, we walked through the foot of the mountain, I raised my head and glanced at the foot of the mountain, indeed as Li Ming said, there are several graves at the foot of the mountain, one of which is a new grave, combined with what Li Ming just said, this new grave must be his father's.

Walking to Li Ming's father's tomb, we stopped.

"Xiaoye, light the candle." The fat man spoke to me.

I hummed, took the candle out of my pocket, walked to the back, and lit it.

"The flame of the candle is blowing in that direction." The fat man walked to Li Ming's father's grave, turned his head to look at me and said.

I wanted to ask what this was for, but though I was curious, I glanced at the flames.

I saw that the flame was blown high by the wind, but it was not extinguished, and the flame was blown to the right.

I withdrew my gaze and said to the fat man to the right.

The corners of the fat man's mouth moved slightly, and he opened his mouth to the right.

Then the fat man closed his eyes, I didn't know what the fat man was going to do, and I was still a little curious.

The fat man closed his eyes for less than three seconds, and his eyes opened quickly, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly and said something was wrong.

"What's wrong? Isn't this to the right? I began.

"I'm not right, it's not this, but the wind is blowing to the left, and the flame of the candle should also be to the left, how can it be to the right?" The fat man grabbed his chin with a puzzled expression.

"Murderous grave." Mo Yan said suddenly.