She took out a few small bags of beef jerky and green peas: "Give him this, look at him very pitiful." ”

Qiu Zhongren looked at the snack in the middle-aged woman's hand and smiled, but did not reach out to pick it up.

"Auntie, he won't ask for it...... He is the only one in our village who eats carrion and is not interested in this snack, let's hurry! Ai Xiaoluo said.

Middle-aged woman pale: Eating carrion in a cemetery? A terrible thought surged through his mind: where did he get so much carrion for him to eat...... Looking back at the tomb, she suddenly got goosebumps and hurriedly rolled up the window.

It's strange that Qiu Zhongren is nowhere to be found! The cemetery in front of the car instantly returns to the country concrete road!

Yuxiu's eyes widened: "How did you go back to the country road, the cemetery in front of you?" ”

The fat man was very proud: "I told you a long time ago, Xiao Xiao has a little magical power, just stopped the wind and returned to the countryside." ”

Yuxiu turned her head, her big eyes full of doubts: "Is it really that magical?" ”

"Don't listen to this kid."

The middle-aged woman has a lot of experience and feels that the situation she has just encountered is definitely not simple.

"Young man, tell me what just happened? I felt like I had met a ghost. ”

"Auntie, it was a tornado just now, and after the wind stopped, the wind and sand in the sky reflected the scene of the cemetery in the village, so you feel like driving in a cemetery, but it's just an illusion."

The middle-aged woman didn't believe it at all: "Child, don't lie to me, people in their forties, I've experienced everything, tonight's incident, I encountered it for the first time in my life, let's just say the soul flag that fell on the hood, after the dead were buried, the soul flag was placed on the grave, why did this gust of wind blow on the car?" And how do you explain ...... you just met a strangely dressed demon in the graveyard? ”

The fat man opened his mouth a few times, but he didn't speak. The middle-aged woman's words were reasonable, and he couldn't explain the strange phenomenon they had encountered just now.

Ai Xiaoluo took over the conversation: "Have you heard of the mirage?" The dust raised by the wind and sand just now coincidentally reflects the scene of the grave. ”

Yuxiu suddenly brightened: "Oh, yes, yes...... I know mirages, sometimes on the sea, sometimes in the desert. ”

The middle-aged woman slowed down the car and said solemnly: "How can you explain the person in the cemetery who is neither male nor female?" He reacted when I spoke, it must be a real person and not a ghost, so the mirage's explanation is too far-fetched, right? ”

Ai Xiaoluo's brain was buzzing, and only he knew best in his heart what was going on with this wind and the graveyard. He pitied the mother and daughter, and it would be cruel to let them know the truth.

"Auntie, the person you saw is indeed from our village, but it is just an illusion. He didn't speak, and he didn't reach out to take the beef jerky when you handed him the jerky, right? ”

The middle-aged woman interrupted, "How strange are you young man? It was you who said that he was going to eat carrion to live, and I was afraid that I didn't give it to him. ”

Tang Fatzi relieved the siege and said: "Turn left at the intersection in front of you and turn left is Zhao Chun's house." ”

The Zhao family set up a mourning shed overnight, and the courtyard was brightly lit.

When Zhao Chun saw his sister coming, he cried like a child, and his whole body was paralyzed.

The middle-aged woman patted him on the shoulder: "Take me to see Tie Dan'er......"

"Sister, don't go...... The cause of the child's death is a bit weird, I'm afraid it will scare you......"

The woman said sadly: "Tie Dan is my nephew, who was closest to me when he was alive, and he must let me meet him." ”

Zhao Chun had no choice but to cry and wipe his tears, and pulled his sister into the mourning shed.

The body of the iron egg was covered with a piece of yellow brocade embroidered with two flying dragons.

Zhao Chun slowly pulled open the bright yellow satin quilt, the iron egg looked serene, and there was a budding lotus flower close to his head, but the shape was a little weird......

The middle-aged woman burst into tears: "Big nephew, you are still a child!" Why is God so blind? ”

As he was talking, Tie Dan's eyes seemed to be constantly turning, and he suddenly opened his eyes!

The woman was so frightened that she sat on the ground: "...... He...... Still alive!! ”

"Sister, I know you want to be an iron egg, but the child has been dead for a long time."

The woman stared at her bloodshot eyes: "Zhao Chun, this child is not dead!" Rescue him......"

Zhao Chun shook his head weakly, and tears flowed down again: "Sister, we have done our best, and our heartbeat and breathing are gone......"

"That's not right! I saw the child's eyes open just now! ”

A layer of cold sweat oozed from Zhao Chun's back......

Tiedan's mother cried and grabbed the middle-aged woman: "I tossed you in the middle of the night, my sister must be tired, come and rest with me." ”

The woman looked back at the corpse of the iron egg suspiciously, her eyes closed, as if she was asleep. She tapped her head and wondered to herself: Is it really an illusion?

Yuxiu was timid and didn't dare to enter the mourning shed. Ai Xiaoluo and Tang Fatzi were chatting with her. Seeing Tiedan's mother helping the woman out, Yuxiu said, "My mother is out, you don't have to accompany me." ”

Tang Fatzi's ambiguous eyes were reluctant: "The sky is about to dawn, let's stay and send iron eggs for a ride." ”

Zhao Chun saw Ai Xiaoluo coming back, and said angrily: "Boy, listen to me, I have no objection to participating in the funeral of Tiedan, if you destroy the feng shui burial guided by Zhang Lao Immortal, I will never spare you!" ”

Ai Xiaoluo smiled bitterly: "I don't care about your family's affairs, just say it when I see something." Zhang Zhi is also over 130 years old, and it is a living cultural relic of our village. Who dares to guarantee that he will not be confused for the rest of his life? ”

Yuxiu saw that the words were wrong, and stepped forward to ask, "What are you arguing about?" ”

Ai Xiaoluo waved his hand: "It's nothing." I went back to sleep. ”

Tang Fatzi ran a few steps: "Don't go, anyway, we will send iron eggs tomorrow, we will get up at dawn, wait a minute?" ”

"If people don't trust us, why do you want to stay here?" Ai Xiaoluo insisted on leaving.

Yuxiu stopped Ai Xiaoluo: "Uncle, what Ai Xiaoluo said is quite reliable. Yuxiu told her uncle about the strange thing just now.

Tang Fatzi nodded and said, "What Yuxiu said is true, there is no exaggeration. ”

Yuxiu was noisy: "Uncle should let Ai Xiaoluo try." ”

Zhao Chun insisted on refusing, and finally came up with a compromise plan: "Ai Xiaoluo can follow the funeral procession, but it can't affect Zhang Zhiye to preside over the funeral ceremony, and the feng shui chosen by Zhang Zhiye is not allowed to be denied." ”

Zhao Chun took out a jacket from the house and handed it to the fat man: "Look at your shirtless, what kind of body do you become?" ”

"Wronged, let Ai Xiaoluo scrap the clothes for me." The fat man subconsciously put his hand into his pocket, and found that there was a hard object in the pocket of his jacket, and his heart suddenly sank: Could this be Zhao Chunjia's gold and silver jewelry?

Tang Fatzi pretended to be silent, and quietly went to a secluded place to take out the mysterious hard thing, which turned out to be an object like a pipe, and he couldn't figure out what material it was made of and what it was used for.