Dad also shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't know: "Ah Chen, where did you get this thing?" ”

Belch...... Convex......

It's a long story, and it's a strange thing.

Yesterday because I was too tired, I slept very deeply, and I danced with a masked girl in my dream, so I was not happy, before leaving, she gave me a pair of gold silk embroidered shoes.

But after I woke up, the shoes really appeared at the head of my bed, originally I hid under the pillow, but I don't know when it was taken by Xiaomei's little girl, and the marriage letter was hidden in the shoes.

Is this the legendary dream come true?

Happiness came too suddenly, and surprises turned into fright.

However, this kind of thing is too unbelievable to accept.

So far, it is related to Xiaomei's safety, I did not hide it, and told the truth.

After listening to this, a meaningful smile suddenly appeared on my mother's face, and the meaning was obvious. Can you make a draft before making up a story? My mom thinks I'm making up a story to fool them.

When my father heard this, his face changed drastically.

"Son, you are evil, Jiahua, take the lime quickly."

After speaking, before I could resist, my mother directly slapped me and gave me a natural whitening, which was still snow-white and snow-white.

"Phew, phew...... Phew......"

Seeing that I didn't react, my dad looked confused. They glanced at each other with their mothers, and also showed a meaningful smile.

In their opinion, I am not evil, but want to develop an underground relationship.

"Son, in fact, the little beauty is also very good, if you really like that Ye Yao, your mother will not object. However, you still have to listen to your mother, and you still have to concentrate on your feelings. ”

I'm about to get to my knees. I knew that when this kind of thing was said, few people would believe it. If it hadn't happened to me, I wouldn't have believed it.

Dad didn't continue to dwell on it, patted me on the shoulder, and said, "Ah Chen, you've been busy for most of the day, and you must be tired, so go back to the house and take a lunch break first." ”

After saying that, he lifted the curtain and entered the house.

I only heard the mother in the house say: "The mushroom in Shipan Village? Feng Feng, I really haven't seen it yet. ”

"You like gossip."

"It's not our pig, it can't be ruined by rotten cabbage."

Hearing this, my face was full of black lines.

What do you call our pig? God, earth, it's really my mother.

Holding the marriage book in his hand, it was messy and wounded.

After that, their voices became smaller and smaller, and they whispered, and they went to talk about Ye Yao visually.

I also quietly entered the house, and it was difficult to calm down. The full tits are the girl from last night's dream, lingering.

Could the woman in the dream be the female ghost that appeared in the back mountain?

In the afternoon, my father invited the respected elders in the village, the third uncle.

Some big and small affairs in the village are basically presided over by him.

The third uncle walked over slowly on crutches and coughed dryly: "Adong is gone, and God can't keep it, let's mourn and change." ”

Dad specially hired a professional funeral team, and he began to work in the afternoon. All of a sudden, the house became lively.

The three uncles are all well arranged, but I don't have anything to do.

But there was a skinny old man in Tsing Yi who was tying paper in the yard, his face was black and blue, his thick eyebrows were like flying, he was hunched over, and his fingers were dry and only skin and bones remained.

If it weren't for the blinking of his eyes, I would have thought it was a dried corpse.

"Nima, I'm really in a hurry!" I muttered quietly. Fortunately, my voice is very small, otherwise I would have been heard by the hunchback, and maybe the chrysanthemum would have been crippled!

In the line of paper-binding people, what they eat is yin and yang rice.

People who eat yin-yang rice, their children and grandchildren are generally not very prosperous, and the vast majority of people will be cut off from their grandchildren, and I heard that the vast majority of people who eat yin-yang rice have disabilities. This is not hearsay, but a fact.

The blind man before, the old man in front of him was a hunchback.

This is also the reason why Grandpa took great pains to prevent Dad from contaminating Yin and Yang Arts.

The hunchbacked old man's paper figures were all red-faced and white-dressed, male and female, old and young.

When I first looked at it, I felt that the paper figures were too rough, and I didn't feel as good as I had made them myself.

This is the craft of a professional team?

A capitalized and bold contempt in my heart.

But when I took a serious second look, I felt that those paper people were deep and terrible, like a ghost who came out of the underworld, and my heart suddenly became furious for no reason, no matter how I looked at it, I felt terrible.

So I didn't dare to read any more.

I hurriedly turned around.

Just as he was about to turn around and enter the house, there was the hunchbacked voice behind him: "Hehe, master, everyone is tired and faint, it's time to eat, it's time to eat." ”

According to rural customs, people are generally invited to work, and in addition to breakfast, noon and evening, there is also an extra supper.

But it's only 10 p.m., and it's still early for dinner.

Why did this old man start clamoring for food? Generally, the funeral team will not take the initiative to ask the host's family for food, so it will feel like asking for food.

However, it is also a funeral team invited, and people are tired of work, and if they don't even give food, they can't say it.

When the time comes, any gossip will ruin our family's reputation.

This is the case in the countryside, no matter what is good or bad, it can be spread for thousands of miles.

One more meal, it's not that you can't afford it. As the owner, I should do something about it at this time. So he replied casually: "Sir, please wait a moment, I'll get it for you." ”

The old man said, "I want two bowls, one big and one small, remember to fill them." ”

Damn, we're not stingy people, we can still be full when we eat.

This old man is really strange.

The family invited a village man, who was busy in the kitchen for dinner, so I asked the cook, "The master of the funeral team in the courtyard, didn't he take care of the meal at noon?" ”

The man said, "Yes." No matter how busy we are, we won't forget these things, but we rely on this to eat. ”

I was puzzled again and said, "Well, it's only been a while, why is that person screaming for dinner again?" And deliberately asked for a big bowl and a small bowl. It's a little weird. ”

The man didn't answer, just nodded silently, tossed casually, and handed me two bowls.

A big bowl, a small bowl.

The big bowl is filled with rice, and the small bowl is filled with glutinous rice.

I took it, looked at it, and almost doubted my life.

For a while, I thought I was dazzled, so I deliberately looked at it carefully, and the bowl was full of raw rice.

This...... This Nima is too rude, isn't it?

I'll just take it over, are you sure that old man won't talk to me about life?

Suddenly a little confused, he looked at the guy in amazement, and said that he couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't tear it up.

"This, what the hell is this, the rice is still raw, how can people eat it? Master, isn't it okay for us to do this? It's obvious that you're bullying, so let's change it quickly, it's not appropriate, it's really not good. ”

The guy was a little surprised, and didn't explain too much, but said impatiently: "Don't care so much about children, just take it." ”

I secretly wondered in my heart, could it be that when the man said a big bowl, he meant rice, and a small bowl was glutinous rice?

It's weird, why did he do it?

Could it be that he is used to wandering and wants to pack and take home?

It shouldn't be, they are in the funeral team, where there is something going on, they are there, and the host will take care of the food. It's not so down-and-out.

didn't think much about it, but silently took it over.

When the hunchback saw me coming back, his expression was calm, he didn't say anything, he reached out and took it, and then placed it very casually in front of the paper figure on the ground, and then picked up a poke of incense from the table and put it on the incense candle.

His movements are very neat, and every movement is precise.

After the incense was lit, he quickly separated left and right, and each hand was three sticks of incense, which were inserted into the two bowls of glutinous rice and rice.

The next scene stunned me.

The three incense sticks were strangely scattered in the bowl, forming a triangle in the bowl.

Damn, what kind of god operation is this?

I just feel that none of these onmyoji seem to be mortals.

However, seeing what he did, I seemed to remember, and I had seen it when I participated in other funerals before.

It is usually placed in an inconspicuous place in the corner of the yard, exposed overnight, and then taken away the next morning.

In short, this thing can't be left for long!

I just don't know what it is for, why I do it, maybe it has something to do with some superstition.

After the hunchback did this, he returned to his seat and began to work.

"Hey, it seems that I'm still lonely, and I misunderstood people just now, and I created evil."

Just as I turned to leave, the hunchback suddenly took the initiative to speak: "Ahem, but it's a fragrant dumpling, and all sisters have taken the initiative to talk to me." ”

Isn't that?

I'm a hot little fresh meat. How can you compare to these little bacons?

Hey, wait, what does it mean to take the initiative to talk to a sister?

Where did the sister paper come from?

I haven't been able to talk to me these days.

Hey, that's not right.

Strictly speaking, there is one. It's the mysterious girl in the dream.

Oops, it doesn't matter, anyway, this kind of thing counts, who called me handsome.

So, how does this hunchback know? Could it be a fortune teller?

In order to verify the conjecture in his heart, he said casually mischievously: "Yanfu is such a thing, of course, the more the merrier, hahaha." ”

The hunchback's eyes narrowed, and he stared at me very strangely, as if he was looking at prey, and that kind of look made me extremely uncomfortable.

said: "Yin blessing is not necessarily blessing. ”

What? Yin...... Yin Fu?

How does that sound so weird? It always feels weird.

Thinking of the weird things I encountered in the past two days, I suddenly felt that this hunchback's words seemed to mean something.

Yin blessing is the blessing of the underworld.

The girl in the dream may be a female ghost. The three-inch shoes appeared strangely, and disappeared mysteriously, and when I looked at the strange marriage book, there were always signs that the girl was very likely to be a female ghost. And this hunchback is most likely talking about the female ghost.

He can guess this kind of thing, this hunchback may also know some feng shui yin and yang, maybe he may have some way to help himself, and hurriedly asked: "Old man, what do you mean by this?" ”