It's not in vain tonight, at least I'm sure there's something wrong with the coffin.

On the way back, Hao Minyuan always felt strange when he talked about the red-clothed child of the Tiegui Li family. In fact, from the first time I saw him, this kid gave me the feeling that something was wrong, it was said that it was the middle of the night, such a big child should have gone to bed a long time ago, and in addition to his performance when he saw us, he was not afraid at all, and he could help the coffin Li sell the coffin......

Thinking of the child's words again, the more I thought about it, the more strange I felt, could it be that this child was really the fruit of the locust tree in the yard?

After I went back, I lay on the bed and tossed and turned, I don't know how long it took to fall asleep, and the next morning, I took Wu Jinghan to find my uncle, who was feeding the chickens in the yard.

When I talked about last night's experience, my uncle pondered for a moment and asked me to sit down first.

"What are you talking about selling coffins?"

I nodded: "That's him!" ”

"Lao Li is not a bad person!" Uncle said very directly.

"But the ducks that feed people's flesh and drink human blood, and ...... And the smell of corpses on the tricycle......"

Before I finished speaking, my uncle waved his hand: "What the monk said should be true, but Lao Li is not a bad person!" This time he spoke more firmly, and I was speechless for a while.

Uncle's words are contradictory! Coffin Li is not a bad person, and Fa Dian is right, but how can these two situations exist at the same time?

I couldn't think of a reason, so I turned to the well again.

"Uncle, people have drowned in the ancient well near the Li family in the coffin, you know?"

"Your uncle is not a fairy, it is impossible to know everything!"

"Yes!" I smiled and continued, "The evil spirit you are talking about can't come from this well, right? I heard that the women and children who threw themselves into the well jumped with resentment, so that the dead would ...... after death."

The uncle put down the small basin in his hand, washed his hands in the basin on the side, and replied casually: "You can't talk nonsense about this kind of thing, besides, in the morning, I will have to eat, don't mention this kind of thing!" ”

After speaking, my uncle scooped a bowl of rice into the pot on the honeycomb coal stove and asked us if we would eat.

When he said this, I really felt a little hungry, of course you're welcome.

"Scoop two bowls! We didn't eat either! ”

My uncle gave me a blank look and took out two more bowls.

"Uncle, I'm ...... I have something to tell you, yesterday in the old ancestral hall in the village, I saw my father's heroic monument, and I probably knew what happened back then...... The result was much better than I thought! ”

After saying that, I looked at my uncle and wanted to hear what he would say, or how he would explain it, to be exact.

While drinking the porridge, the uncle replied softly: "Got it! After that, he stopped talking.

Got it? What the hell is this answer, is it too lazy to deal with two sentences? I was so angry that I wanted to slap the table and grab the bowl and buckle it on his head.

"Uncle...... Uncle, I want to know what happened back then, why did my father leave his suicide note, he ...... How could he have known in advance that he had been killed? ”

The uncle did not speak, and after a few sips of porridge, he strode into the house, and soon walked out again, holding a yellowed piece of paper in his hand.

"This is the suicide note that your father left back then, read it for yourself!" After saying that, he handed it to me.

I just felt the world spin for a while, and I took it over with a shudder. I know my father's handwriting, I read a lot of his letters when I was a child, his handwriting is not very beautiful, but it is very personal, and the skimming and pinching are very stretched, a bit like Song Huizong's thin gold body.

After just one glance, I recognized that the words on it were my father's handwriting.

Brother Jianmin: When I read this letter, I'm afraid I've been killed—this is my fate, and death may be a relief for me. In any case, the next thing has nothing to do with me, and I don't have the slightest fear of death, but there are two things that I can't let go.

The most unbearable thing is my wife and children, that is, your sister and nephew, for so many years, in order to protect them, so that your relatives can't recognize each other, and I can't treat them like a normal husband and father over the years, there is helplessness, guilt, and non-doing.

Born in such a family, it is bound to bear a certain responsibility, for thousands of years, at least the Liu family and the Song family have contributed to the protection of this ancient river for generations, and the sour outsiders can not understand, I think of my generation, ending the mission of the Liu family to the Yellow River.

If the ocean is going to burst, let all the bitter water pour into my heart. The ancestors' testament, three days after the death of the river worshipper, the soul will haunt near the corpse, please use the oldest way to sacrifice the river, give my soul to the river god, so that the curse of Donghu Village can be lifted, and according to the agreement between the ancestors and the river god, if I dedicate my soul to the river god, then the descendants of the Liu family can be liberated.

Just like several other river sacrifice families, the fate of the family is ended by sacrificing the soul of a certain generation.

When you are liberated, be liberated!

In addition, for their mothers and sons, I hope to let them live peacefully, ordinary and real, taste the ups and downs of the world, and if you can, don't disturb them.

The signature below is Liu Mengyun.

After reading my father's suicide note, I was already in tears, this is an unprecedented taste, is it painful? And with warmth. Sad? I was also a little happy.

"Your dad knew he was going to be killed, so he arranged everything in advance...... Three days later, in the middle of the night, I led the villagers to dig up your father's body, and used the most ancient river sacrifice technique to dedicate your father's soul to the Yellow River, not only for the villagers of Donghu Village, but also for you. ”

Wu nodded without crying, folded the yellowed suicide note seriously, and put it in his pocket.

At nine o'clock, Wu Jinghan and I returned to the compound of the village branch, and as soon as we entered the gate, we saw several neighbors standing in the courtyard with baskets and chatting.

"Great benefactor! You're back. ”

As he spoke, he put the basket at the feet of the two of us, and I took a look, and the basket was full of melons, fruits, plums, peaches and other food, which looked very fresh.

"We are ordinary people, and we don't have any culture, but we still know that we can grow and eat a little bit of our own food, so that our benefactors can taste it."

An old lady also grabbed a handful of red dates and stuffed them to Wu Jinghan, as soon as she spoke, her toothless mouth leaked air, and her voice was very funny: "Girl, try our big red dates!" Red dates are the most nourishing ...... blood," he grinned after speaking.

Finally sent away a few neighborhoods, and the thin old man led a few old men in the village into the courtyard, who also came to thank him, and brought a table of wine and food.

I guess that's also a custom in the village!

The old man was sleeping, and I was really tired of dealing with the things in the drinking room, so I called it out.

As soon as he saw that there was wine, Fa Dian was happy, and when he sat down, he unceremoniously poured a full glass.

Where did I have the mood to drink, and I wanted to know about my father, but at first a few people didn't say anything, until I got drunk, and then gradually "drunk and spit out the truth".

"Your dad lived outside our village for a few weeks and was ...... Later, after a heavy rain, the whole expedition disappeared, and they left very suddenly, not even taking tents and daily necessities with them, and in the next two days, the children of the village went to pick up a lot of things......"

"My grandson went there and brought home a hygiene box with half a box of medicines.

"It was also after we saw your father's suicide note that we realized that everyone didn't actually move away, but ...... It's a murder! ”

Listening to it, I couldn't hold back my tears again.

After getting drunk, several old men's children each helped their drunks to go home, Fa Dian was flushed, hehe smiled and said that he wanted to go for a walk by the Yellow River, and asked me if I would go with him, but I politely declined. Search

After Fa Dian left, Wu Jinghan and I returned to the house, closed the door, and suddenly felt that the whole world was pure.

"Lu Dong, I know you're feeling bad today, and I don't know how to comfort you...... Actually, it was more than ten years ago, you ...... Don't you just want a result? ”

I gently stroked the hair on her forehead: "This day will come sooner or later, in fact, this is much better than I expected, don't worry!" I'm fine. After speaking, he took Wu Jinghan into his arms.

Wu Jinghan was very docile, one hand wrapped around my waist, and the other hand was placed on my left chest, exhaling like an orchid, making me feel a dreamlike feeling.

"It's been a few days, you can help me wipe my back! I'll wipe it for you too, it's all rancid......" After speaking, his face blushed to the base of his ears.

"Okay!" I forced a smile.

The rural conditions are simple, but there is a water room in the village branch of Donghu Village, Wu Jinghan boiled a pot of water, changed his pajamas, walked in, turned his back to me and took off his pajamas again.

"Wipe my back ......"

The sound is like that of a mosquito.

Wu Jinghan's skin is extremely delicate, and sometimes I even suspect that she must be a southerner if she has been upside down for a few generations.

I soaked the towel in warm water and gently helped Wu Jinghan wipe her back, but after wiping it a few times, my body reacted and couldn't help but hug her.

"Don't make a fuss, it's all over ......"

But at this time, it is like standing on the eighteenth steps of Mount Tai, where is it still stable.

…………

After exercising, the quality of sleep will be particularly good.

As soon as I fell asleep, I heard a familiar voice outside calling my name, I woke up suddenly, only to hear that it was Fa Dian and couldn't help but wonder in my heart, looking at the phone It's half past eleven, at this point, what is he calling me for?

Opening the door with curiosity, Fa Dian stood in the courtyard with a grin.

"What time is it, you ...... Do you have something? ”

Fa Dian pointed to the gate: "We still have to go to Qilijing!" ”

"Ahh I shouted excitedly, "Still going to the coffin Li's house?" ”

Fa Dian shook his head: "Go squatting tonight, I count that old guy will go tonight!" ”

"How can you be so sure?" As I spoke, I had already stepped out.

"Tomorrow night is the day of killing people and sacrificing the river, so he will also come to step on it tonight, this village is dark and strange! Even I can't tell who the ninth river worshipper is, and that old guy is choked enough! ”

I nodded: "I think it makes sense!" ”

Wu Jinghan was already asleep, and the tossing just now made her prostrate a little, so let her have a good rest!

Follow Fa Yi out of the gate and stride towards the entrance of the village.

"You're not going to walk, are you?"

"You'll find out if you follow along!" Fa Dian said words in his mouth, but it did not affect the speed of his feet.

As soon as I left the entrance of the village, I saw a car parked not far away, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be Hao Minyuan's police car.

It turned out that in addition to me, Fa Ying also contacted Hao Minyuan.

As soon as we got close to the car, the door was opened, and Hao Minyuan sat in the car and waved to us.

It's still the car, it's still the three of them.

Like yesterday, the car stopped outside Qilijing Village, and three people entered the village in the dark, perhaps last night's experience puzzled me, as soon as I got close to the well, I subconsciously looked at the coffin Li family. The coffin was still shining yellow in the window of Li's house, and there was no need to ask if it was still lit with a kerosene lamp.

The three of them hid in the haystack last night,

As soon as I hid it, my eyes were fixed directly on the wooden door of the house in the coffin, but I didn't expect Fa Dian on the side to ask me in a stupid tone: "What are you staring at his house?" ”

This made me confused: "Aren't you spying on him?" ”

"Who told you to spy on him?"

"Ahh So what are we going to do? ”

Fa Dian glanced at me: "Of course, please enter the urn!" But after I went back last night, I did the math, and Coffin Li was not the person he was looking for!"

"Not? Can...... But the strange thing I saw at his house last night ......"

"This old man only knows a little witchcraft, but his life is not suitable for sacrificing to the river."

This was not the place to speak, so I had to hold back my doubts and wait for what would happen next.

This time, after waiting for less than half an hour, I saw that just like last night, the coffin Li bent down and pushed the tricycle out of the gate, and then rode towards the outside of the village.

I won't really kill people and divide the corpses! Seeing his rickety back in the distance, I felt a chill.

After leaving the coffin for about ten minutes, just when I was a little drowsy, I suddenly heard Fa Ying whisper: Come!

Come on? I instantly lost my sleepiness, and when I looked up, I saw a black shadow slowly moving along the side of the road to the coffin Li Donghu's yard, with extraordinary vision, I gradually recognized that this person was Wang Huaijun.

The one who lives in the coffin Li Donghu is the fat woman who chased Fa Bi yesterday, and at this moment I have an unbelievable feeling, and the scene of the fat woman staring at the copper bell and chasing Fa Bi with big eyes comes to mind.

This fat woman is the ninth to be sacrificed to the river?

My heart was beating wildly, and my eyes were staring at Wang Huaijun almost without blinking.

He first came to the gate of the fat woman, then looked to the left and right very vigilantly, and then walked to the side of the gate, and saw that the posture was the same as we were yesterday, and he wanted to climb over the wall.

Sure enough, seeing that there was no one around, after Wang Huaijun's series of skillful movements, the person had already climbed to the wall, and then jumped down.

"Don't chase it!" I lowered my voice and asked Fa Dian, meaning that it was hard to trap him, and if he suddenly rushed over, with the three of us, we should be able to subdue him.

Unexpectedly, Fa Dian shook his head: "It's okay!" Time is not enough, and he will not be disadvantageous to the sacrifice! ”

After staring at him for about ten minutes, Wang Huaijun climbed out of the courtyard again, and the skill of his movements made him unbelievable that this was done by an old man.