The old man took the cigarette, and I said, "Was there a girl named Ge Yu in this village before?"

"Well, yes, that's Feng Po's daughter, what are you asking for?"

I said I had something to do with her, and as soon as the words fell, the old man shuddered and almost fell off the stool. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"That little girl died more than ten years ago, and her heart was gouged out, how do you find her?" The old man looked at me like a psychopath.

I was shocked, and my heart said that Ge Yu is really dead? Then the Ge Yu I have seen during this period of time, is it possible that he is a ghost?

Or are they two Ge Yu? One of them died a long time ago, and the other was the one who watched the movie with me? But it's not right to think so, because the uncle in the suit has seen Ge Yu's ID card and thinks that this is the dead Ge Yu.

Other than that, I don't believe there are two people in the world who look exactly the same! Even so, it is impossible to have the same name, the date of birth is exactly the same, unless it is a twin!

There seems to be a lightning bolt in his brain, Ge Yu can't really be twins, right? My sister died, and my sister replaced her?

"Uncle, where is Ge Yu's hometown?"

"Ouch, don't go to her house, since the death of the female doll, Feng Po is like a different person, going to work in the vegetable field at night, sleeping with the door locked during the day, just like a night owl, and ah, she also has a strange habit."

I hurriedly asked: What's the strange habit?

"When Feng Po eats, she will definitely put an extra empty bowl on the table, put an extra pair of chopsticks, and nag while eating, saying what to eat more, eat enough, oops, in short, no one dares to talk to her." When the old man spoke, he looked around with trepidation, for fear that someone would hear.

I glanced back at the uncle in the suit, he was silent, I didn't know what he was thinking, and when I saw that the old man had finished smoking, I handed him another one, and left with the uncle in the suit.

On the way, the uncle in the suit said: Feng Po sleeps during the day and goes to work in the vegetable field at night, do rural people have this habit?

I nodded and said, "Yes, for example, those who plant peach trees and grapes, and when they are ripe, they are afraid that others will steal them, so they usually set up a tent in the vineyard or peach orchard and sleep in it.

The uncle in the suit shook his head and said that the two were not the same.

I think about it carefully, it's really different, just grow vegetables, there's no need to be afraid of stealing, what age is this, it's not so poor that you can't eat enough.

I said what now? I asked this sentence sincerely, and now I vaguely feel that maybe the uncle in the suit is right, because I used to listen to the old man tell stories and told many stories about ghost love, but in the end there was no good result, because yin and yang are separated.

Ge Yu also loves me, but while loving me, she is far away from me, maybe she is really a ghost.

The uncle in the suit thought for a while and said, "Didn't Feng Po come out at night?" Go find her at night.

I said, isn't there a yin spirit in this village? Come here at night, isn't it safe?

The uncle in the suit was silent for a moment and said: I don't know, let's see it then.

This is purely about putting your hands in your crotch - the end (playing) eggs. He didn't know if there was any danger, so was he stepping on a landmine this time?

But I remembered Ge Yu in my heart, and I missed it to the extent of flooding, so I didn't care about it so much, at this moment we both had empty stomachs, went to the township to eat a bowl of noodles, rested for a while, and then turned back to Sanghuai Village.

Before arriving at Sanghuai Village, it was already dark, because there was no bus to Sanghuai Village, and the village was too remote, and it was necessary to walk seven or eight miles of dirt road to get there.

On the way, the uncle in the suit glanced at the moonlight, and suddenly asked me coldly: Have you ever played with women?

I was stunned and said, "Why are you asking this?" Does it have anything to do with you?

"No, I just want to ask if you are a child."

I nodded yes, and he said I'm relieved, and there shouldn't be anything big tonight.

I'm a little confused, there will be no big deal? It must have been a trivial matter, thinking so, we walked to the entrance of the village, the countryside is not as bright as in the city, and at eight or nine o'clock, we have basically gone to sleep.

The old donkey tied to the dead tree at the entrance of the village lay quietly in place, occasionally waving his tail twice, his eyelids drooping downward, and he seemed to be about to fall asleep.

The uncle in the suit whispered: The old donkey did not react violently, the yin qi should have dissipated, let's go.

As soon as the words fell, before I could catch up with him, suddenly in the grass north of the entrance of the village, there was a sound of Xixi's soo, and the uncle in the suit and I were stunned and looked into the grass.

I saw that in the grass, the weeds were swaying and swaying back and forth, as if something was running quickly in it, and I whispered, "There will be no snakes, right?"

"No, snakes don't touch weeds when they crawl." As soon as he said this, suddenly dozens of gray-haired mice, large and small, rushed out of the grass!

The leading one is almost as big as an adult flower cat, and I was surprised: This mouse is so big?

I used to work in Guangzhou, and the rats in that place were really big, and my colleagues said that the weather here was hot and suitable for animals to survive.

But in this small village, I have witnessed rats as big as adult cats, and the most strange thing is that these dozens of rats, running towards the outside of the village in groups, run under our feet, and are not afraid of us at all.

There is a saying that everyone shouts and beats rats crossing the street, and rats are afraid of people by nature, but this rat actually blatantly ran past us, looking hurried, what is going on?

I looked at the uncle in the suit, he shook his head, indicating that he didn't know, and at the same time whispered: Mice are not afraid of people, there must be something abnormal in this! Keep up and take a look.

The two of us quickly followed in the direction where the rats were leaving, only to see that the dozens of gray-haired mice, large and small, under the leadership of the lead mouse, ran almost to the side of a new grave where they were buried today.

Dozens of rats, around that mound of tombs, standing on their hind legs, covering their faces with their forelimbs and curling their tails!

The uncle in the suit said in horror: Rats burn incense!

"What is rat incense?"

Without waiting for the uncle in the suit to reply, the dozens of gray-haired mice, led by the lead mouse, began to use their two forelimbs, brushing their beards, and brushing upwards.

It is well known that the whiskers of rats grow on both sides, but these rats brushed their whiskers upwards to the sky, and when they looked at them, the eight whiskers were like the eight sticks of incense they held in both hands!

This strange scene completely shocked me, although I grew up in the countryside, but I really haven't seen this rat burning incense, I haven't heard of it, this is not a legend, this is true!

I saw those rats, with their forelimbs moving their whiskers towards the sky, back and forth, repeating it nine times, and the speed of brushing was very slow, and they looked very reverent.

After the end of the incense-burning ceremony, the group of rats dispersed almost in a swarm, and they didn't even dare to look at the two of us, this time the feeling was right, it was normal for the rats to be afraid of people, and the rats were not afraid of people and always felt weird.

The uncle in the suit muttered: How the hell did the people buried here die?

I said I didn't know, and he said I didn't ask you.

After a pause, we were about to leave, when suddenly I saw a large shadow on the land at the entrance of the village, which was coming in the direction of us, and I fixed my eyes on it, obediently, at least twenty wild cats!

The wild cats, big and small, black and white, and flowers, swarmed to the new grave and surrounded the mound.

Among this group of wild cats, the leader is a black and gray big raccoon cat, fat, it first lies on the ground, leans forward, straightens the two hind legs, and then retreats the body, and then straightens the two front legs, I laughed: This group of wild cats are full of food and support, and they run here in the middle of the night to stretch their waists.

The uncle in the suit couldn't laugh, he said with a solemn expression: This is a cat worshipping immortals!

Why is there another cat worshipping immortals?

But when I saw that group of wild cats, they first stretched their hind legs, and then stretched their front legs, and they were stretching their waists, so why did they become cats worshipping immortals?

When the uncle in the suit saw the disdain on my face, he said: "They are lying on the ground and look like they are stretching, but if you combine their movements, imagine what they would be like if they stood up and did these movements?"

When I thought about it, my back suddenly felt cold, and I was covered in cold sweat, which is to kneel down first, and then raise my hands above my head to perform a bow of worship!

"Donkeys drive away ghosts, rats burn incense, cats worship immortals, no, don't go into this village for the time being, we must find out how the owner of this new tomb died. Otherwise, this village will not be entered! ”