As soon as the door opened, Cheng Da was startled when he saw the old woman in the door, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he turned his gaze away.

The old woman was very old, with a wrinkled face, large and small spots on her face, her eyelids drooping, and she held an oil lamp in her hand.

The cloudy eyes swept around the faces of Jiang Futing and the three of them, and then they faintly withdrew their gaze and moved out of the way, "Come in~"

Jiang Futing nodded, "Thank you~" He raised his heel and went in, and the Cheng family's father and son followed.

The three of them entered the door, this is a small courtyard, three rooms on the left, two rooms on the right, the old woman led Jiang Futing and others to the room on the right, pushed the door open, and a musty smell came, "This is my son's house, you can sleep here tonight~"

"Hey, thank you, how old is your son? Isn't he here now? Cheng Da opened his mouth, looking at the taciturn old woman and trying to get closer to her.

Who knew that the old woman just glanced at Cheng Da coldly and didn't answer, and said to Jiang Futing: "There is a well outside the water, you have to drink hot water and boil it yourself, if you hear any movement at night, don't meddle in things, don't inquire, and leave tomorrow~"

After the old woman finished speaking, she didn't care what the expressions of the three people were, put down the oil lamp and smeared it.

"......" Cheng Da coldly touched two soft nails in a row, and his heart was cold at this time.

The three of them glanced at each other, and a thought flashed in their hearts at the same time, I'm afraid this village is weird~

Soon, the three of them fetched water, washed a few times, went to bed, and pulled the quilt to know the meaning of the old woman's words, two beds of red satin quilts, which were prepared for the son's new marriage.

For a while, the three of them had a faint bad thought in their hearts, afraid that the old woman's son was no longer alive, otherwise how could they take out the big red quilt that their son would use for his son's marriage for a few of them~

Cheng Da couldn't lie down even more, and sighed leisurely, "Hey, look at my brain!" ”

If the old woman's son died, wouldn't he stick a random word into the old woman's heart?

When Jiang Futing heard this, he said: "It's okay, we don't know about it, and tomorrow we will apologize to the old woman, and she won't blame her~"

"Uh-huh~"

The three of them fell asleep deeply, slept until midnight, Cheng Da felt cold, he shrunk into the quilt, it was still very cold, he thought in a daze: Is this going to snow?

Then he heard a burst of crying and crying, and Cheng Da was agitated and suddenly sobered up.

He listened to the breathing of the two people around him again, and found that they were both awake.

The cry was close and far away, crying and laughing, and after a while there was a burst of ethereal singing.

It was the sound of a woman babbling, all kinds of messy sounds, like setting up a stage.

Cheng Da couldn't sleep, he wanted to sit up, but he was held down by Jiang Futing, shook his head in the dark, and said: "This will startle the snake, wait until tomorrow we will go to the village to see the situation~"

"Good~"

The three of them stared, and after another quarter of an hour, the voices were inaudible.

Cheng Da rubbed his ears, fortunately he didn't sing all night, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to sleep this night.

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On the second day, Jiang Futing heard a rooster crowing, he opened his eyes, the bed was very warm, and it was quiet outside, and he felt very comfortable inexplicably.

However, facing Luo Zhiqiu's grimace that had gained countless circles, Jiang Futing instantly sobered up.

He frowned, reached out and grabbed Luo Zhiqiu, looking up and down.

In the dark sea, Luo Zhiqiu was devoured by the ghost algae and devoured a lot of ghost qi, making it small into a ball, but at this moment, Luo Zhiqiu was like a big fat man who was full of gas, and his cheeks were like a steamed bun.

"Hiccup~" Luo Zhiqiu didn't hold back, and burped at Jiang Futing.

Jiang Futing threw it out with great disgust, "Whew! Boss~" After a while, Luo Zhiqiu came again.

Jiang Futing sat up and frowned: "What did you eat?" ”

Luo Zhiqiu's head shook like a rattle, "Boss, I didn't eat indiscriminately~"

Seeing that Jiang Futing didn't believe it, it hurriedly raised its fingers, eager to swear to the sky, "Boss, I really haven't eaten, it's because this village has a good geographical location and enough yin qi, so I can recover so quickly." ”

Luo Zhiqiu was so anxious that he gestured with his hands, for fear that Jiang Futing would misunderstand that he was dishonest.

At this time, the father and son of the Cheng family walked in one after the other, "Yo, Xiao Jiang is awake?" ”

As soon as this matter was interrupted, Jiang Futing didn't have a chance to ask Luo Zhiqiu again, gave it a warning look, and raised his hand to accept it.

"Hmm~" Jiang Futing's father and son nodded and put on their shoes and went to the ground.

"Xiao Jiang, did you sleep well at night?" Cheng Da deliberately raised his voice.

Jiang Futing understood as soon as he heard it, it was for outsiders, so he said loudly: "Okay, I haven't even dreamed a dream this night, and I slept until dawn~"

"Hehe, that's good~"

Cheng Da took the opportunity to approach Jiang Futing and whispered: "There are strange ...... in this village."

As soon as he could say this, he saw a figure flash in the window, and he honestly shut his mouth.

"Ahem~" Heavy footsteps came, the three of them looked, the figure at the door flashed, and the old woman appeared at the door, "It's dawn now, you can go." ”

“……”

"Auntie, my brother has committed some old diseases, and I am afraid that my body will not be able to bear it in such a hurry." Cheng Da said, and patted Jiang Futing on the shoulder.

Jiang Futing understood, put his hand to his lips and coughed several times, his face was already white, and he looked a little sick for a long time.

The old woman's face suddenly became very ugly, and her momentum changed, "Get out of here!" The old woman kindly took you in for one night, and you still want to be an old man and not leave?! ”

"Hey, no, no, don't be angry, don't you get angry, aren't we in trouble?" Cheng Da hurriedly said peace.

Cheng Ming hesitated twice, then took out a night pearl from his arms, and his voice was low, "Are you enough to see this?" My ancestral baby! ”

The old woman stared at the thing in Cheng Ming's hand, and after looking at it for a long time, the dead gray eyes flashed with a flash of light, quickly disappeared, and became lifeless again.

She reached out and took away the night pearl in Cheng Ming's hand, snorted in her nose, and turned to leave.

"......" Cheng Ming pursed his lips, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Cheng Da staring at him, and he came up to pull Cheng Ming's ears.

"Ah~" Cheng Ming hurriedly dodged, his eyes widening.

Cheng Da came up and began to search Cheng Ming with both hands, and Cheng Ming was so frightened that he stepped back again and again.

"You stinky boy, where is the stealing? Hand it over, you loser! Cheng scolded loudly.

"Well, I took one." Cheng Ming explained while hiding.

Jiang Futing watched the Cheng family's father and son make trouble, but he didn't care, got up and brought a basin to fetch water.

Seeing this, Cheng Da hurriedly stopped, "Hey, how can you move?" You are a sick person now, but you have to take care of it. ”

As he spoke, he snatched the wooden basin from Jiang Futing's hand, turned around and pulled Cheng Ming, and stuffed the basin into his arms, "Stinky boy, you go!" ”

The corners of Cheng Ming's mouth twitched, and he went out with the basin.

Cheng Da came over and whispered to Jiang Futing about the news they had heard in the morning.

"This village is called Boudoir Village, there are about two or three hundred people, there are many long-lived old people in this village, I heard that they have lived for one or two hundred years, they are called centenarians, they have a lot of taboo things, and they are particularly wary of strangers who come to the village, as for other news, I didn't inquire about it." Cheng Da spread his hands.

Jiang Futing nodded when he heard this, "Okay, I know." ”

"And what do you mean?" Cheng Da asked in a low voice.

Jiang Futing pondered for a moment and said in a low voice: "Stay for two days first, I don't think this village is so simple~"

"Okay~" Cheng Da saw his son come in, and hurriedly walked away.

Jiang Futing didn't say anything anymore, took the water and went to wash.

When it was time for breakfast, the old woman told them to cook it themselves, and went back to the house.

Cheng leaned his head into Jiang Futing's ear and muttered, "This old woman is also weird, you see that her window is tightly sealed, and no light can get in." ”

Jiang Futing frowned and looked at Cheng Da, "You didn't smell the death on her?" ”

Cheng Da was stunned for a moment, and jumped up suddenly, "You... What do you say? "Even the honorifics scared out.

"The imminent death of man, the breath of death, the smell of ash and decay that manifests itself from all parts of the body." Jiang Futing Road.

Cheng's head shook like a rattle, he was a Heavenly Master with a low level of cultivation, and he could only detect anger and ghosts, but he couldn't feel any of these qi.

Jiang Futing kept his mouth shut, since they didn't know, it was just that.

Cheng Da cautiously leaned over, swallowed his saliva, and said tentatively: "You... Are you saying that this lady is dying soon? ”

"It's possible~" Jiang Futing nodded.

Cheng Da and Cheng Ming glanced at each other, with complicated expressions.

Breakfast was cooked by the Cheng family father and son, vegetable soup with little water, a few baked potatoes, and half a bowl of multigrain rice per person.

This is something that can be eaten at the eldest mother's house, although it is very shabby, but the three of them eat very deliciously, after all, they have not eaten for many days.

Out of kindness, Cheng Da asked his son to bring the old woman a bowl of soup and two baked potatoes.

Cheng Dazheng was talking to Jiang Futing, and suddenly heard a sound, he hurriedly got up and went out, and saw his son sitting on the ground, the soup was scattered all over the ground, and the baked potatoes had already rolled to the ground.

"Son!" Cheng Da hurriedly ran over, saw that his son's face was not good, hurriedly helped him up, frowned, and said, "You kid, what's the matter?" Can you spill a soup? ”

Cheng Ming's face turned pale, he gasped for breath twice, his lips trembled, and he wanted to say something, but finally closed his mouth.

Cheng Da picked up the potatoes, felt sorry for the bowl of soup, and chattered in his mouth again.

"I'll talk about it when I go back~" Jiang Futing interrupted Cheng Da's words, patted Cheng Ming on the shoulder, and pulled him back.

Cheng Da muttered a few more words, saying that it was fortunate that the bowl was not broken, otherwise it would be unlucky.

He muttered and took the bowl out to wash, Jiang Futing pulled Cheng Ming to sit down, patted him on the shoulder, poured him a cup of hot water, and waited patiently for Cheng Ming to speak.

Cheng Ming held the cup, the warmth in the cup and his hands dispelled the cold in his heart, he slowed down, and spoke: "Jiang... Brother Jiang, it's all paper... Paper prickly people, especially... It's so realistic, I almost thought it was real, it's terrible, red, green, densely packed ......"

Cheng Ming's head hung down, and his voice was still trembling slightly.

Jiang Futing patted him on the shoulder and comforted: "Okay, don't think about it, it's okay." ”

Cheng Ming listened to Jiang Futing's calm voice, and his tense heart suddenly returned to normal, and his face gradually improved.

Jiang Futing's expression was thoughtful, and his gaze fell on the tightly blocked window not far away.

After breakfast, the three of them wanted to tell the eldest lady that they wanted to go out for a walk, but Cheng Da knocked on the door for a long time and no one answered.

It was noon, and it was a sunny day, but it wasn't hot at all.