Hanging color village!

It is rumored that hundreds of families in the village, most of them have moved down from the mountains, and at night, there are no people in the concrete paths of the streets, the blue sky covers the farmland villages, the air is slightly cold and refreshing, the quiet village is quiet, a peaceful scene, except for the whistle on the side of the road, it is the whispering of cordyceps!

With the continuous change of the times, the living standards in the countryside are also constantly improving, many of them have lived a well-off life, at a glance, each family is basically a three-story building, and even a few villas, standing majestically.

Among them, there is a building at the head of the village that is particularly conspicuous, not to say how spacious and luxurious this house is, but a rare two-story building, which has the current aesthetic vision, such a building is obviously too outdated!

The number "1975" is engraved in the middle of the house, which clearly betrays the real age of the house!

There are three people living in this house, a middle-aged woman with a son and a daughter, and her husband is a bad gambler who died three years ago after being collected for debts, leaving three orphans and widows.

But this is not the worst of all, the son of the family was beaten to death three days ago, and now the body is placed in a makeshift mourning hall.

According to the custom of the village, if someone dies in the family, they must be kept in the house for three to seven days, and then prepare some aftermath until they are cremated and buried!

In the middle of the mourning hall, there was an ice bed, and on the bed was a young and handsome young man, his name was Zhang Xiaotian, he looked only in his early twenties, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he died young.

There was a middle-aged woman and a young woman kneeling in front of the ice bed, with sad expressions, tears on their faces, and their expressions were full of grief!

"Little God, why did you leave, how did you let my mother live, God, why are you so ruthless, he is only twenty-three years old!"

The crow's feet on the woman's face, who was already in her early fifties, were hit by the white-haired person and the black-haired person, and became even older, which made people feel sad!

"Little brother, you tell my sister who did it, my sister is desperate not to want it, and I want to avenge you!"

The young woman cried bitterly, the two siblings had a very good relationship since childhood, and the younger brother, who was still alive a few days ago, had already waded lifeless on the ice bed. How acceptable is this!

At this time, there was a sudden gust of wind in the mourning hall, and Zhang Xiaotian on the ice bed suddenly sat up, and then slowly floated up, such a strange scene, but the two in front of him turned a blind eye!

"Mom, sister, I'm here, don't cry, I'm here!"

Zhang Xiaotian floated in front of his mother and sister and shouted, but they didn't react at all!

"Mom, sister, I'm here, why can't you see me!"

Zhang Xiaotian shouted desperately, screaming as loudly as he could, but everything was in vain, and finally he was disheartened and screamed sadly: "It's over, I'm really dead, even if I appear in front of them, they can't see me, but God, I don't want to die, I'm only twenty-three years old, I have too many things to do!" ”

Looking at the old mother with an old face in front of the ice bed, her wrinkles, her tears, and her desperate look all made Zhang Xiaotian's heart like a knife!

Is there any mother in the world who can withstand the blow of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person!

Xiao Tian fell to the ground weakly, his face was as pale as a ghost, without a trace of blood, his eyes were full of despair and unwillingness, and even more monstrous resentment!

The wind is biting, and the mourning hall is mixed with a strange temperature, which makes people feel cold all over the body.

A gust of wind swept in through the window, and the middle-aged woman's body shook and spread on the ground, I don't know if she was accidentally blown to the ground by this yin wind, or she was exhausted, and it was difficult to support it!

"Mom, what's wrong with you, isn't there anything uncomfortable!"

Zhang Yue had a hint of panic in his eyes, and hurriedly helped his mother up, and said worriedly: "Mom, I'll help you back to the room to rest first, and then I'll come to watch the spirit and talk to my little brother!" ”

The woman was physically and mentally exhausted, as if her whole body was numb, and she motionless let Zhang Yue help her out of the mourning hall!

Soon the mourning hall was empty, and it seemed even more eerie!

"God, the gods and Buddhas in the sky, I don't want to die, I'm not reconciled, do you hear my sorrow, please help me, I haven't been filial to my mother yet, I haven't let her live a good life, I want revenge, those miscellaneous pieces, I want my family's land, I don't want to buy it at a high price, forget it, the wolf is ambitious to find someone to beat me to death, I Zhang Xiaotian must take revenge, even if the soul is scattered, I will kill them!"

Shouting hard, hysteria, and resentment!

Zhang Xiaotian in front of the mourning hall only had a trace of soul left, even if he shouted loudly, no one could hear it!

"What is the reason of heaven, God, open your eyes and take a good look!"

He roared desperately, his eyes cracked, his voice thundered, and resentment rolled!

"I'm not reconciled, I'm really unwilling!"

roared with all his might, but his body became darker and darker, and became looming!

There was an invisible force pulling him, the mourning hall was gusting in the wind, the windows were rattling, and the lights were flickering on and off.

"Oh no, I'm going to be sucked into the underworld!"

Zhang Xiaotian panicked, his eyes were full of fear, "I don't want to leave, I don't want to die!" ”

"I want revenge, I'd rather become a ghost, I want revenge!"

Roaring up to the sky, hatred is monstrous!

At this time, there was an ancient lamp behind the mourning hall, as if he heard the call of the young man, the ancient lamp suddenly flashed, and a ray of light enveloped Zhang Xiaotian, and he was sucked in in the blink of an eye.

"It's so comfortable!"

This light shrouded him, Zhang Xiaotian couldn't help but moan, his whole body was warm, but his body was sucked away uncontrollably!

The ancient lights are lit like a bright moon, and the whole mourning hall is full of light, and the Buddha's light is shining.

At this time, a mosquito slowly flew towards the ancient lamp, and just landed on the lamp head, a strange thing happened, Zhang Xiaotian was about to be sucked in by the ancient lamp, but his soul hit the mosquito that suddenly appeared, and then disappeared strangely.

The ancient lamp was brightly lit, and after half a ring, it regained its calm, and the mosquito on the lamp fell down and did not move!

When Zhang Xiaotian regained consciousness again, his head was groggy and his vision was a little blurry.

"What's going on, am I dead or alive!" After sobering up, Zhang Xiaotian himself was a little confused.

But soon he felt that something was wrong, his whole body was fluttering, and he felt that he had become extremely small.

Struggling to open his eyes and look at the things around him, his heart suddenly jumped, "What kind of pillar is this, it's so big!" ”

There was actually a fire on top of this pillar, blazing like a scorching sun, emitting a loud light, and at this time, a huge tear-shaped liquid shaped water droplet rolled down on it, with a blazing temperature.

"Oops, run!"

Zhang Xiaotian subconsciously fled for his life, his body moved, and he actually floated up, narrowly dodging it.

"This rolling down must be a molten slurry!" Zhang Xiaotian's soul flew away and secretly exclaimed, "Could it be that I really went to the underworld and hell, why is everything around me so huge!" ”

Zhang Xiaotian slowly walked away from the huge pillar, and then he actually found that this pillar was so familiar, and when he floated to a certain height, his heart trembled!

"Even if this is a huge pillar, it is clearly an incense candle for worshiping the Buddha and burning incense!"

In front of the incense candle is a Buddha statue, the Buddha statue of the father-in-law of the land, so familiar, Zhang Xiaotian struggled to let himself fly higher and higher, so that he could see everything clearly.

"Nima, this is clearly the father-in-law of the land enshrined on the stove of his house" The place where he woke up before was by the ancient lamp.

"Why is this happening, ancient lamps, incense candles, have become so huge!" Zhang Xiaotian felt that his thinking had become a little messy!

Could it be that he has become smaller, he didn't dare to imagine it, and then he gasped, and a very terrifying thought rose!