After getting off the boat, I wanted to vomit when I stepped on the ground, and those who had never been to sea would appreciate what it was like to float on the sea for less than a day and a night, and the internal organs were about to vomit.

This village is relatively old and dilapidated, and I can see that there is actually a characteristic of old mountain villages like this now, the young people all go out to work, and even if they earn money, they all buy houses in the city.

And what was left in the mountain village were some orphans and widows, and some old people who were fast into the coffin.

The day was also darkened.

Zhong Bai said that we can't leave today, let's find a place to stay for the night, and when I enter this village, I find that something is not right, that is, I feel that it is lifeless.

The whole village seemed to be overwhelmed with a sense of despair.

Zhong Bai and I knocked on the doors of many villagers in a row, but no one answered at all, so I retreated from the door and told Zhong Bai that there might be a funeral in the village.

When I was in high school, I had a local custom in my classmate's home.

After the death of the people in the village.

Fusan and Touqi Village will lock the doors and windows, and the most taboo thing that day is that there is someone in front of their own house, even if someone calls, they can't agree.

The classmate said it was a ghost.

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On the third and seventh days after death, the soul of the deceased will return home, and if someone outside calls your name at night, and the soul of the deceased who happens to hear it, it is said to attract bad luck.

In fact, the customs are different in each place.

Just as I was about to tell Zhong Bai about the village and go to see all the other places nearby, I knocked on the door just now.

Squeak, opened.

A miserable white face peeked out of the crack in the door.

Because the face was full of pimples, and the two eyes were white and benevolent, and the thin and deep-set eye sockets were like skeletons.

The two whitening eyeballs inside were about to bulge out, and I was standing in the doorway, and suddenly this long face came out, almost sticking to my face, and I jumped back in fright, and my heart fluttered.

Only then did I see clearly that the wrinkled face was so white because she was carrying a paper lantern in her hand.

The old lady has unkempt hair, estimated to be seventy or eighty years old, I don't know if it is because of eye disease or perennial kerosene smoke, and she looks particularly scary.

Her eyes were cloudy with tiredness, and she tilted her head sideways to put the kerosene lamp she was carrying in my face.

I was so frightened that I took a step back.

Then my steps must have been heard by the old lady, and she said warily, "Who! Who is it!? ”

When she asked, I didn't know how to answer.

"We are traveling from other places, we are lost, and now it is late, and we have nothing to eat, and we want to spend the night in this village." Zhong Bai said.

The old lady said, oh, it turned out that she was selling umbrellas, and she wanted to borrow wine to drink, so you can drink water when you are thirsty, why don't you drink, you can't drink.

I rubbed the back of the old lady's ear.

After talking for a long time, I almost yelled at the old lady, and she finally understood, and was quite happy to hear that we were going to eat and stay here, and walked in with a trembling clapping of her hands with a lantern.

I shook my hand in front of her eyes, and the old lady grinned and said, "I'm sick of my eyes, and I'm almost blind, and I can't see." ”

I put my head next to the old lady's ear and said in a loud voice, "What do you call it, old woman!" ”

The old lady had her hands behind her ears when she listened to me, and then she listened carefully with her head sideways, and after listening, she laughed, "Blind woman, all hairy girls like you in the village call me blind woman!" ”