Back then, I used that kind of plugged light bulb, and it exploded with a bang, which scared my mother and me. The third uncle raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything, but I felt that this hot day was inexplicably a little cold and swishing.

"His third uncle, this... What's going on? Mom looked around uneasily, as if she had thought of something.

The third uncle shook his head and said, "Don't ask, sister of the Lin family." You have to trust me, let the baby live with me today. ”

"Look at what you said, you saved the life of this little monkey, why do you believe it or not?" My mother was obviously a little embarrassed, but finally nodded and asked me to go to the third uncle.

I was a little reluctant, the third uncle's house was a dilapidated house, on the edge of the reeds, there was not even a TV air conditioner, because the grass was overgrown, and it was by the water, and it was easy to attract mosquitoes.

At the same time, my mother's words also made me a little puzzled, when did I save my life from the third uncle?

But my mother said so, and I could only obediently go to the third uncle's hand and grab his big and wide left hand.

"Sister of the Lin family, go to bed early tonight and close the doors and windows tightly. Remember, don't go out when you hear anything. The third uncle took my hand and told my mother seriously.

My mother looked at me worriedly, and after the third uncle told me, he pulled me and began to walk back on the dark path at night.

"Shao Shao, listen to your third uncle!" Mom's voice came from behind, and the worry in her tone made me wonder.

Didn't I just go to my third uncle's house for a night's sleep?

The night breeze is dashing and cold, and today's night is surprisingly dark, with no stars in sight, and dark clouds rolling overhead, making the atmosphere dull.

The third uncle walked in front, holding a flashlight in his hand, taking big strides and walking in a hurry. I barely kept up with him, walking across the tall grass, the tall grass rattling in the cold wind.

With the rattle of tall grass, there was a rustling sound in the tall wild grass, as if something was crawling in the grass.

I was suddenly a little scared, and I had the illusion that something was following us silently.

"It looks like it's going to thunder." The third uncle said suddenly, he grabbed my hand tighter, and the body temperature I felt from his rough big hand made me feel a little calmer.

I quietly wanted to look back, but at that time, there were only street lights at the intersection of Hulukou Yelu, and there were no on the path, and there was only a dark night with extremely low visibility around me and the third uncle.

I found that we didn't go back to the reeds where the third uncle lived, but turned the corner and walked towards the west street entrance of the county seat. It was a very old street, paved with potholed bluestone slabs, and there were many small dots on the slabs over time.

There are also two shops on the street with their doors open, and one hangs an orange light box with the word 'hostel' on it.

The other, deeper in the old street, has an incandescent lamp at the door, illuminated by an antique wooden plaque with four large characters written on it.

At that time, I couldn't understand it, but the third uncle told me that it was a paper shop.

The plaque is still antique, but the things in the door are a little creepy.

On the right is a black and white wreath, and on the left is a pair of vivid boys and girls, with bright blush reflected on the pale face of papier-mâché, which makes my heart furry and I dare not look at it more.

The third uncle pulled me straight to the 'one-paper-dressed' shop, and the lights inside were a little dim, using yellow light bulbs and a piece of gauze, and I couldn't see who was standing opposite after ten steps.

I saw a lean old man standing behind the high counter, wearing a blue gown, and behind it were rows of cabinets with colorful clothes and shoes, which looked strangely good.

When the third uncle and I came in, a pale-faced middle-aged man was picking something, took a paper bag from the old man in charge, handed an old-fashioned banknote to the old man, and then walked out without saying a word.

The third uncle pulled me to the side and stood up, and when the middle-aged man passed in front of me, I felt a cold wind blowing over, which made me feel excited.

"Ren Hook, why did you bring a baby?" The old man in charge didn't see me at first, but when he came out from behind the counter, he saw me next to the third uncle, and his face suddenly changed.

Ren Hook is another name for the third uncle, who was not a local and came to Hulukou from the north to settle down. surnamed Ren, and used a bamboo hook to fish out the corpse from the water, and was called Ren Hook by the older generation, while our junior was called the third uncle.

"Hello Grandpa Sun." I shouted, and the shopkeeper nodded, but still looked at the third uncle.

"This baby has caused some trouble, without him, tonight's things can't be done." The third uncle looked at me, and what he said made me a little confused.

The shopkeeper of the colored paper shop is called Sun Hong, after listening to the words of the third uncle, his face changed, and he just wanted to say something, when suddenly a violent bell rang at the door.

The sound came from a brass bell hanging under the plaque at the door, and it was strange to say, even though there was no wind at all, but the brass bell rang non-stop as if it had encountered a typhoon.

I looked back, and the night outside the store had become darker and darker, black like ink that couldn't be erased!

Sun Hong and the third uncle looked at it, their faces changed, Sun Hong stared at the copper bell, and a drop of cold sweat flowed down his jaw bone on his old face.

"What a grudge!"

"Old Sun, have you prepared the things I asked you to prepare?" The third uncle turned his head and asked with a serious expression.

"It's ready, put it in the back hall. What you want, how can I give you the wrong one? Sun Hong said and strode to the door of the hall with the curtain, and said hurriedly: "Come in, I'm afraid that thing is going to come in." ”

"Well, you can hold it for a while." The third uncle didn't say a word, he pulled me into the back hall, and I saw Sun Hong back behind the counter, when the curtain was lowered, and I was pulled by the third uncle to a table full of straw poles and colored paper.

And there was already a pair of finished boys and girls on the table of the Eight Immortals, and when I looked at it, I felt a little inexplicably panicked for a moment.

Because the appearance of that virgin boy is so similar to me!

It's just that I'm tied with paper, and I haven't been painted with eyes.

And the other virgin, when I looked at her, was startled again.

"Yingying?"

"Do you think she looks like Yingying?" The third uncle was taking the contents of his satchel out, and when he heard my voice, he looked back.

"This one looks like me, that one looks like Ying Ying..."I can't describe what it feels like to see myself tied with paper, and at the same time, it's even more strange, why did Sun Hong stab me and Fu Ying's paper man?

"Baby, come." The third uncle didn't explain anything, he opened a small jar, and there was some red powder in it. The third uncle asked me to reach out, and he took out a sharp needle and pinched the middle finger of my right hand.

"Don't be afraid." Maybe it was because of the fear in my eyes, the third uncle said first, and then suddenly pricked his hand.

As the saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart, and this time it hurts even more, and I almost cried.

The third uncle grabbed my fingers tightly to prevent me from retracting, and then stared at the bright red blood dripping into the red powder.

"Third Uncle..."The third uncle's expression was very serious, and under the fear and pain, my voice brought out crying.

"Good baby, uncle will buy you candy later." The third uncle let go of his hand, but he didn't stop using a pen as thin as a little thumb, dipped in some red powder mixed with my blood, and pointed at the center of the paper man's eyebrows.

I pinched my fingers, which had not stopped bleeding, and watched the third uncle's movements curiously. The third uncle put a little vermilion on the center of the paper man's eyebrows, and then changed the pen and glued black ink to draw a pair of eyes for the paper man.

At that moment, I suddenly felt my body shiver and feel a little chilled. There seemed to be a cold wind rushing into the room, and the already vivid paper figure seemed to really come to life at this moment.

"Baby, you stay here for a while." After drawing the eyes of the paper man, the third uncle took two yellow pieces of paper and opened the back door and went to the backyard.

Leaving me alone, I didn't dare to stay next to the two paper figures, in the dim light, the eyes of the paper figures seemed to be looking at me all the time, and it was creepy.

I walked over to the curtain and looked out from the curtain.

At this time, the bell was getting louder and louder, and it was so noisy that people wanted to take it off and smash it.

But in the end, the bell suddenly stopped, the brass bell did not move, and the whole store fell into a deathly silence for a moment.

I was a little uncomfortable for a moment, and at this moment, one foot stepped into the threshold. At the same time as the foot fell, water trickled down the ankle, forming a puddle of water stains.

I saw a man walk in, wearing a pair of blue cropped pants, a white shirt on the top half of his body, and wet hair on his shoulders.

No, it should be said that her whole body was wet, and her clothes were all attached to her body. It was as if it had just come out of the water, or had just been drenched in heavy rain.

I recognized it as Sister Fang, who walked in drenched and without any expression on her pale face, and walked straight to the counter.

"Uncle, I want a pair of boys and girls." When Sister Fang spoke, her voice was low and deep, accompanied by a strange hissing sound.

I didn't think there was anything wrong with her at all, but I was a little happy. In my dream, Sister Fang asked me to go to her, and now she has appeared on her own!

......Just as I was about to run out, a hand suddenly covered my mouth and didn't let me fully shout.

I thought it was the third uncle, but that hand had no temperature, it was light and fluttering, unlike the third uncle's big hand, which was hot and rough.

Besides the third uncle, who else is in the house?

I was stunned for a moment and looked back. Along that hand, I saw a figure as tall as me.

The dim light flickered, casting large shadows.

Next to the table of the Eight Immortals was the virgin who had not been painted with eyes, the virgin boy with paper ties, his dark eyes open, behind me, grinning at me.