Under the soaphorn tree, next to the well water, there is a wooden basin. Chen Ping probed with his hand, and the water was still warm.

"This girl is really caring." This hot water should be burned with charcoal, which is much more convenient than the firewood, Chen Ping washed his face, rinsed his mouth, stepped on the stone to rinse his feet, and then returned to the house with the wooden basin.

The charcoal in the small stove was burning vigorously, and some grass and wood ashes were added to the charcoal, so that the fire would not burn so quickly, and the principle of the fire was similar.

"Tell me something, don't hide behind the door." Chen Ping picked the stove, closed the door of the hall, and suddenly said to Dongjian, "Do you want to listen to the story?" ”

The layout of Chen Ya's house and Chen Ping's house is similar, but there are also differences, and the difference between this hall and the east and west is very big. The west room of Chen Ping's house is the door that opens in the south, and the other two rooms do not want to get through, but Chen Ya's house is different, the left and right sides of the hall are the east and west rooms, and they are figured out.

A gap opened in the door of the east room, and Chen Ya was true, but only one head was exposed, and her hair was scattered: "Well, Lailian said that it was still early, so let you tell us a story." ”

Although it was dark, it was indeed early, and Chen Ping couldn't sleep, so he picked up the stove and walked over: "What story does Xiaoya want to hear?" Is it the flying saucer, or something else? ”

I haven't told Chen Ya a story for a few days, and this is also an opportunity to make amends.

"Of course, you have to listen to a good story, your flying saucer story is so long, can you tell it in one day?" The soundproofing effect of the door is not strong, and Lai Lian inside sits on the bed, hanging barefoot on the edge of the bed, flicking, "Do you have a short story?" ”

Not to mention, Lai Lian's feet are really white, and I don't know that this little madman is running around, and this foot can actually have no wounds at all.

"Naturally, there is, do you dare to listen?" Placing the stove next to the bed, Chen Ping looked around the room.

There was also only one bed in this room, and there was a window on the wall in the north position, which was also closed at this time, and it was covered with a silk cloth, which was much stronger than the broken rag in Chen Ping's house.

It's clean, even the rammed earth walls have few cobwebs.

"What is there to dare not hear? Just talk about it. Lai Lian crossed his legs, pulled the quilt to cover him, and curled up, ready for the audience.

"Where's Xiaoya?" Chen Ping asked.

"I listen to you." Chen Ya doesn't pick, everything is up to Chen Ping.

Both of them listen casually, then that's easy.

"In that case, I'll tell you a story." The story in my mind was originally intended for the little madman to come to Lian, and now it can be told, but Chen Ya is also there, "Xiaoya is really not afraid?" ”

"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid of Brother Ping." Chen Ya nodded, her trust in Chen Ping was quite large.

Well, in this case, Chen Ping is a little excited, the two little girls, the shocked appearance must be very interesting.

"I heard this story from an old man, saying that there is such a village, in the mountains, dozens of miles away from the nearest county seat. Every once in a while, the head of the family would climb over the mountains and walk for half a day to get some daily utensils for daily needs. ”

The story was read by Chen Ping from a book, it was at night, and it was as dark as now, but the weather was not cold, and Chen Ping was hiding under the quilt to read it. After reading it, I didn't sleep well that night.

But on this day, the head of the household was sick, and his daughter took the initiative to go to buy goods, and his father thought that his daughter often went to buy goods with him, and one day was enough to go back and forth, so he agreed. But before going out, the girl's father told the girl to come back before the evening and not stop on the road......"

The two listened attentively, and the wind outside the window gradually became louder.

The girl nodded yes, and pushed her father's cart on the road, and walked very fast all the way, according to her father's previous instructions, she bought the goods, but when she saw those fun things in the county, she forgot her father's words and delayed a lot of time. By the time the girl returned on the road, it was already getting dark. ”

"On her way home, the girl passed through a cemetery, which was on a hill, where the dead were buried in the village...... It was dark, just as we were outside, and the wind was blowing, and the trees were in the shadows all around, and the girl passed by the grave......"

Chen Ping glanced at the two of them, the little madman Lailian was completely shrunk in the quilt, revealing a head, and leaning towards the edge of the bed as much as possible, very close to the stove, with horror, but there was still some expectation.

As for Chen Ya, she moved her chair and leaned against Chen Ping, holding her hands nervously.

"The mound, the mound is like the one in our Liuhe Mountain, but it's bigger than that...... If the girl wanted to go home, she had to pass through a path in the grave, and as she was walking carefully on the road in the middle of the grave, the girl suddenly heard a cry, and it came from the grave, and it drifted away in the wind...... It's like this, woohoo...... Whining. ”

Chen Ping learned a few times, and was so shocked that Lai Lian screamed, and completely shrunk his head into the quilt, Chen Ya bit her lip and pulled Chen Ping's sleeve.

"What? Scared, right? Chen Ping smiled and patted Chen Ya's arm, and said to Lai Lian, who was hiding in the quilt, "If you're afraid, don't talk about it, lest you can't sleep at night." ”

"Whoever said I was scared, you just had to say it." There was an unconvinced response from the quilt, and after a while, he showed his head again, "I've seen all the dead, and I'm still afraid of the grave?" ”

"Yes, that's fine." Chen Ping continued, "When the girl heard the cry, she was very strange, and she looked for the cry, and saw a little lady crying in the grave not far away, with her back to her and her shoulders shrugged. ”

The girl walked over and patted the little lady and asked her why she was crying here alone.

"Grandpa beat me and beat me to death, the little lady's voice was intermittent, she said, and then turned her head, it was a skull, no flesh and skin, and her black eyes were staring at the girl like that."

"Ahh Lai Lian exclaimed, and put his head under the quilt again, "How can you lose your face?" ”

"Want to keep listening?" Chen Ping asked, and when he saw that the quilt was lit twice, he said, "The girl fainted in shock, and when she woke up the next day, she found herself lying on the bed at home." The girl told Grandpa about the grave, and Grandpa immediately closed the doors and windows and told the girl not to talk nonsense. ”

But one night in the fire, a man in the village died, and when he found it, his fingers were gone, as if he had been bitten. After that, every night, someone would die inexplicably, and their bodies would be gnawed. ”

"What about the girl who came in?" Lai Lian asked, but she grasped the hero of this story, "How did those people die?" ”

"Well, that's a good question." Chen Ping laughed twice, "When the girl was washing in the morning, she found that there was a foreign body in her teeth, and she pulled it out, it was a piece of clothing and thread material, and there were blood stains, and after rinsing her mouth, there was still flesh and blood coming out of it. ”

Lai Ping approached the quilt and stared at Lai Lian's eyes: "So now the question is, guess where did the flesh and blood in the girl's mouth come from?" ”