Chapter 282: Excessive Superstition
I sighed, this little girl is really overly superstitious about my abilities, if I really have that ability, how can I be dragged into the illusion by that evil ghost??
"In this case, then let's go back first, it's not too early, the mountains are not suitable for night walking, let's go back to the village to live, you find a trustworthy neighbor, go to her house first for one night, and we'll leave tomorrow."
I turned to Wang Dashan and said, Wang Dashan nodded, then thought for a while, pointed to the road and led me to a house at a bend in the mountain.
It was a mud house, it looked very dilapidated, and it didn't look like it was inhabited, but Wang Dashan was very close.
"I tell you, is this a place I didn't want to come to easily, or is it a house left by my ancestors? Let's live here today, our new house is far away from here, and now it is estimated that it will not be dirty. ”
I looked at this dilapidated house, a little reluctant in my heart, and then turned my head to ask Wang Dashan in wonder, is there no better choice?
"Don't you have any other houses here? Do you have to live here? I don't think these places are lucky. ”
Wang Dashan waved his hand, then pushed open the dilapidated door, and said to me with a smile: "Are you overly superstitious?" This old house is what our family has lived in for several lifetimes, if there is a real problem, can our family still live here? Don't worry, this house will be fine, let's go inside. ”
Liu Baixue glanced at the dilapidated house, then sighed and said to me: "Let's live here, it's really inconvenient to change to another house, and it's not too early, but I feel that the mountains are even more unsafe." ”
After listening to the little girl's words, I could only nod my head in agreement, and then changed into a pair of dirtier shoes and walked into the house.
First of all, we cleaned up the place and prepared a larger place for the huge Guan Gong statue, which is all we rely on.
You can't wronged his old man.
Then he took off all the folding blankets on the car, spread them all on the clay kang, and finally cleaned up a barely clean place.
Seeing such a house, I was also relieved, and then I rolled up my duffel bag and slept peacefully in the middle of the entire big kang, which can be regarded as separating Wang Dashan and Liu Baixue.
After a whole day of twists and turns, Liu Baixue, who is usually delicate and frail, was of course tired enough, and only had time to sigh