Just less than 50 meters from the van, a large crowd was gathering at this time.

There were also paper cows and paper horses in the crowd, especially in the center, where there were eight young men carrying a red coffin.

When we arrived at the entrance of Daliushu Village, the funeral procession was walking along the mountain road towards the mountain.

It was already past 9 o'clock in the evening, and the sun had already set, and the whole sky had completely darkened.

Also, I don't think I've ever heard of anyone choosing to be buried at this time.

Hu Yao and I glanced at each other, opened the car door and got out of the car, and ran straight to the funeral crowd.

To be honest, I don't know when I like to join in the fun so much?

Or rather, I don't think I'm joining in the fun.

It just felt like a thought kept coming to me in my head:

This funeral procession has something to do with me!

Although Hu Yao on the side didn't say it explicitly, looking at his appearance, it is estimated that his thoughts are similar to mine.

We didn't immediately squeeze into the crowd, but just followed the back of the group.

Especially Hu Yao, who took advantage of the situation to take out a cigarette and handed it to a fellow villager at the back of the team.

"Fellow, whose house is this? Why are you mourning in the middle of the night? ”

"Huh? You're not from our village, are you? I don't think I've ever seen you before! ”

After taking the cigarette, the fellow asked us both as he walked.

"Yes, we are not from Big Willow Village, but we happened to pass by, and I felt curious and came to ask."

Hu Yao doesn't blink when he lies, it's a lie casually.

I stood aside and couldn't help but look at Hu Yao:

If Hu Yao has a secret about me, I guess that's how he fooled me, right?

"What's so curious about this?"

The fellow pursed his lips, amused by Hu Yao's words, "This is the custom of our village, and they are all mourned in the middle of the night." ”

"Mourning in the middle of the night?"

"Still customs?"

Hu Yao was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but continue to ask: "Then why is there no filial son and grandson in this team?" ”

I'm also curious about that.

But in all the funeral processions, filial sons and grandsons are at the forefront.

But this funeral procession, not to mention filial piety and virtuous grandchildren, didn't even see a person wearing linen and filial piety.

"Hey, the dead man is a bachelor and has no children, who will give him filial piety?"

The fellow sighed and muttered: "It's not easy for Lao Zhongtou in this life, and he doesn't even have a baby, alas." ”

Old loyalist?

Stunned to hear this name, I only felt suffocated in my breath, and hurriedly asked:

"Fellow, the person who died, shouldn't it be Liu Guozhong?"

"Huh? What's the matter, aren't you two passing by, how do you know the old loyalist? ”

The fellow was slightly stunned, turned his head and glanced at me, and asked with a suspicious expression.

Plop plop!

At this moment, I don't care about answering my fellow countryman's questions.

I just felt that my heart was beating wildly, and a pair of eyelids began to tremble violently.

At the same time, drops of cold sweat also ran down my forehead, silently sliding down.

If I'm not mistaken, Liu Guozhong is Uncle Liu's name!

How can it be just that inch?

First they hurt me with sorcery, but I didn't die;

As a result, things were leaked and faced with my questioning;

It's good now, I didn't even have a chance to investigate, and the person was just gone?

No, there is no such coincidence in the world!

It must be a member of Uncle Liu's gang, or a ghost, worried that Uncle Liu has been exposed, and I dug up clues by me, so I didn't hesitate to kill it!

It must be like this!

"What's wrong with you, you've been ghosted?"

Seeing me standing in place in a daze, looking like I couldn't give up, Hu Yao couldn't help but push me.

Liu Guozhong...... That is, it is Uncle Liu's name. ”

After swallowing with difficulty, I was able to take a smooth breath and report Uncle Liu's name.

"What? What do you say? Liu Guozhong is the old immortal? ”

At this time, Hu Yao was also completely dumbfounded.

A pair of small green bean-like eyes stared straight at me, and I didn't say anything for a long time.

"Fellow countryman, how did this Liu Guozhong die?"

Soon, Hu Yao, who reacted, immediately chased after him, and did not forget to stuff the whole box of cigarettes to that fellow.

"Emma, don't mention it, it's scary to mention it."

The fellow took the opportunity to stuff the cigarette into his pocket, first looked left and right, and saw that no one was paying attention, so he lowered his voice and said:

"I saw it with my own eyes, tsk, the old man's stomach, eyes, hands, feet, and head are all bubbling with worms."

"Bugs? What bugs? ”

"It's the kind of eight-legged bug that bites people."

"It's scary to think about, those insects are pressed as if they have been in the stomach of the old loyal head for a long time."

"One second, people were still talking to people in the village, and the next second, these insects broke out."

"A big living person, I was killed by those insects."

"Don't talk about it, I'll have nightmares when I go back."

Leaving this sentence, the fellow didn't say much, but quickly followed the team.

"**, this ......"

"I'll talk about it later", Hu Yao didn't give me a chance to speak at all, the two little short legs turned upside down for a while, and caught up with the fellow again, "Fellow, then what are you going up the mountain for?" ”

"Everyone is dead, they have to be buried, can't it stink in the village anyway?"

It's strange, the mountains are full of hard stones, even if you bury people, you have to find land to bury them, right?

How can there be any reason to carry the corpse up the mountain?

Hu Yao and I looked at each other, and we didn't say much, and the two of us followed behind the funeral procession with understanding.

As the minutes passed, gradually, the funeral procession had climbed to the top of the mountain.

The team then walked for a while, eventually stopping under a crooked-neck tree.

It was an extremely thick locust tree, and the trunk was probably not even able to surround five strong men holding hands.

It's just that this big tree, why do I feel so familiar?

Wait a minute!

Seeing this, my eyes suddenly lit up:

This seems to be the tree where Fu Zhenyu and Uncle Liu and I went up the mountain in the middle of the night, and when I got lost, the head of Aunt Qi was hung!

That's right, it's the tree!

When I thought of the scene of Aunt Qi's head hanging on a branch and swaying in the wind, I felt goosebumps popping out uncontrollably.

It's just that what I don't understand is why the villagers carried the corpses here.

What are they going to do?

I tried to calm myself down, and subconsciously looked at Hu Yao beside me.

I found that he was similar to me, and he also looked at me with a confused expression.

Yes, you don't need to ask him this time, you can see it from his expression, and I guess he doesn't know.

"Boy, work hard, get up!"

Suddenly, just when I couldn't help but want to go up and ask that fellow.

In the funeral procession in the distance, I don't know who shouted.

Then, I saw that the eight young men carrying the coffin were fighting in unison, and they lifted the coffin alive!

They...... What the hell are you going to do?