Jiufeng. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qingzhou, the thirteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar.

The sky is gray, the rain falls from the dawn, this time it turns urgent, gradually surging, the whole mountain-N county is covered in the autumn rain, and the sky and the earth are white.

At the foot of Mang Mountain, sparsely thatched huts are hidden in the mountains and forests, decadent and poor.

Granny Fan, who lives at the end of the village, was cooking at the back of the house last night when she suddenly felt dizzy and fell to the ground, never getting up again.

Today, the fat boy next door took advantage of his parents' time to make breakfast, sneaked out of the door, and spread joy everywhere in the rain, where the water accumulated.

It didn't take long to get soaked and covered in mud.

The woman cooked the meal, and after calling several times, she did not see anyone, and was afraid that there would be an accident on a rainy day, so she hurriedly went out.

The fat boy was rolling in the puddle in front of the door, and his whole body was quite distinct with his two big black eyes.

The woman was so angry that she picked up the broom by the door and led the unlucky child into Granny Fan's backyard, only to find the old man's stiff and blue body.

Granny Fan is not from Banpo Village.

A few years ago, there was a famine in the north, and the family suffered, and the husband and son both died, dragging the lonely grandson to join distant relatives.

Outsiders are not treated well by the villagers, let alone those who have fled, and they are often gossiped about.

When the villagers saw their mother-in-law and grandson, they had to scold and say bad luck, and they couldn't avoid it, for fear of being contaminated with mildew.

The news spread very quickly.

When the old village chief arrived with the support of his youngest son, there were already villagers standing under the pergola of Granny Fan's house, all of them blocked at the door, and they did not enter the door, first, because they felt unlucky, and second, the thatched hut was too small to squeeze too many people.

The villagers gathered in twos and threes, exchanging their speculations and gossip.

"The village chief is here, the village chief is here!" Liu Er's eyes were sharp, and through the heavy rain curtain, he saw a group of people coming unhurriedly.

The old village elder is over the age of old, full of sparse silver hair, wearing a linen single coat, holding a black and shiny cane in his right hand, and his left hand is supported by his younger son, and he has to rest for a long time after walking a few steps.

He walked slowly, his shriveled face full of age spots was tight, majestic and self-reliant, his eyes looked around, and the three aunts and six women who chewed the root of their tongues immediately shut up and got out of the way.

Granny Fan's body was laid to rest in the back room.

The old woman's hair was disheveled, her eyes were dull, her facial expression was distorted, and her sackcloth clothes were all plastered, and it was evident that she had been in great pain before she died, and had struggled so hard.

The village chief stepped into the threshold tremblingly, waved his hand, and signaled that he could walk without help.

He came to the bed, grabbed Granny Fan's stiff palm, and couldn't stop tears from flowing out of his cloudy eyes.

"Old sister, the little sixth son has come to see you."

The village chief wiped his tears and chattered about the past.

The two are distant cousins, and when they were young, they were close and it was common for them to hang out together.

"Daddy, watch out for your body." The man who was waiting for the village chief next to him was worried that the old man was crying and angry, so he hurriedly stroked the old man's back and stroked it.

The village chief waved his hand and whimpered: "Third child, I don't need you here, I'm talking to the old sister for a while, you go to the county seat, call Lu Sheng back, and send the old sister on the last journey." ”

The man scratched his head and stopped, it was pouring rain outside, it was raining urgently, the mountain road was the most difficult to walk, a trip down, tired not to say, I was afraid of meeting a flash flood on the road.

"What are you doing in a daze, don't hurry up, if you are lazy on the road, come back and see if I don't smoke you to death!" The old village chief seemed to know what his son was thinking, and he turned his head and started a temper.

The man was frightened.

Don't look at his toughness, eight feet long, round face and big ears, full of meat, a famous Hun man in ten miles and eight villages, in fact, an honest person, his father has accumulated prestige for a long time, and he can only kneel obediently.

Once the old village chief loses his temper, he has no choice but to respond.

Before going out, the old village chief ordered: "What to panic! You go to the entrance of the village first and ask Carpenter Wang to come over. ”

"I can save it, you can rest assured." The man nodded in agreement.

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The man braved the heavy rain, because he was familiar with the mountain road, and rushed to the wine store in the county in the afternoon to find Lu Sheng, who was instructed by the boss to turn around.

As soon as Lu Sheng heard the news, he couldn't take care of his work, said goodbye to his boss, and rushed home in a hurry.

Banpo Village is dozens of miles away from the county, and the road is slippery on rainy days, and it is extremely difficult to walk, and it is a whole day to come and go.

Lu Sheng and the man entered the village in the middle of the night, startled by a burst of barking, because of the cold, no one came out to check.

As soon as he entered the hall, Lu Sheng paused, staring at the simple coffin in the center of the hall.

He was sad in his heart, but still with a little hope and luck, he called softly to the inner room: "Grandma, I'm back." ”

Bitter words swirled around the empty room for a long time, and finally fell silent.

Lu Sheng's eyes were red, and his tears flowed uncontrollably.

He moved to the side of the coffin with heavy steps, his palm caressed between the stiff texture of the coffin, pressed the lid of the coffin, and pushed hard, revealing a gap.

"Grandma......" Lu Sheng whimpered with a crying voice.

The man was at the door, he didn't make a sound and didn't leave, leaving Lu Sheng alone in the house, he was a little uneasy.

Outside the house, the wind and rain blew into the hut, and it was cold and cold.

"Boom!" The lightning flashed violently in the sky, and the thunder rolled in, almost knocking people over.

The man was startled, but before he could calm down, a murmur like a sigh suddenly sounded behind his ears.

The sound is intermittent and unreal, as if it comes from the Nine Shadows, not like a human voice.

The big man's face turned white, and the cold hairs on his body stood up.

"Lu Sheng, have you heard any strange sounds?"

"Lu Sheng?"

Lu Sheng was immersed in the pain of the death of his loved ones, threw himself on the coffin, and his crying gradually rose.

The man shouted a few times, but Lu Sheng ignored him, and his suppressed cry flickered far and near, ethereal, and very weird.

He swallowed his saliva hard, and wanted to pull out his legs and run, but the soles of his feet seemed to take root, firmly nailed to the spot, and he couldn't move.

The strange sound became clearer and clearer, and soon resounded throughout the room.

"Virus Remover Startup ......"

"Inject nano spiders, clean up...... The purge is complete. ”

"Extract Jiufeng vaccine...... Warning, withdrawal failed, vaccine stock is 0. ”

"Anchor point coordinates: 145, 25, condition 1, ready to jump."

After a long silence.

There was another thunderclap, followed by a small and soft sound from inside the coffin.

The big man was far away, still staying, but Lu Sheng exclaimed: "Grandma! ”

The deceased Granny Fan is alive!

The old woman opened her eyes, half-sat up in the coffin, looked around in confusion, and before she could speak, her wrinkled forehead emitted a warm light.

Then a young green leaf appeared in the light, hovering in mid-air.

If you want to describe Dahan's mood at this time, it is about countless ***** rushing through his chest.

He has been in the fields all his life, and he has not seen much, and he knows a lot of absurd ghost rumors, but their role is limited to scaring disobedient children, and few adults believe it.

The big man thinks he is bold, and he will never be afraid to meet ghosts.

But now that I saw the real people and real things, my feet were scared and weak, and after the idea of escaping in my mind turned a thousand times, I don't know where I got the courage, gritted my teeth, stomped my feet, and jumped into the house.

grabbed the back of Lu Sheng's neck, and shouted: "Lu idiot, go quickly!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the brilliance of the leaves soared, reflecting the entire thatched hut.

When the light faded, there was another person in the small room.

The big man looked at him, and this person was not very old, but he was also a young man, and he looked very handsome, with hair of different lengths, and he looked like he had dysentery, and he looked like he had been punished by shaving.

Jiufeng has a saying that the parents of the body hair and skin are affected by the ancient times, so everyone in the world accumulates long hair, and people with short hair are considered to be disloyal and unfilial.

Looking further down, the boy was dressed in a strange costume of the ancient and brightly colored, without the simplicity of linen or the lightness of silk. But looking at the spirit, there is a little bit of human breath.

Dahan's heart was a little fixed, and the pace of escape was a little faster.

As soon as the boy appeared, the glowing green leaf fell suddenly, and finally fell on the boy's earlobe, swaying from side to side as he moved, looking very bewitching.

The demonic boy yawned, a little moisture squeezed out of his eyes, and his black and white eyes glanced at the big man who fled in the wilderness, and no longer paid attention to it.

Instead, he turned his head and asked, "Granny Fan, how do you feel?" ”

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