Staying up late is really not a human thing, staying up too much is not only a loss of kidneys, but also a loss of the whole body.

The next day, Lao Cai and I finally stepped into the classroom before Viagra and spent the class time in a daze.

Xie Min came to me once during recess and asked me why I didn't ask her for English questions. I had two dark circles under my eyes and told her that I didn't sleep honestly last night and fell out of bed, and it hurt for half the night, so I will sleep for a while now and wait until I wake up.

Although Lao Cai and I fell asleep on the desk every time we were in class, we couldn't bear to have a good sleeping environment, so when we went back, I didn't open our eyes with him all the way on Lao Cai's father's big run.

To say that since Lao Cai came, even my living conditions have improved a lot. At least the back and forth is a luxury car pick-up, and I comfortably enjoy the treatment of capitalism.

Uncle Cheng drove the car and asked us why we didn't seem to wake up. Lao Cai wiped the saliva from his mouth, and replied in a daze that he was not honest when he slept last night, and fell off the bed and hurt for half the night.

Vaguely, I saw Uncle Cheng look at Lao Cai, open his mouth and didn't speak.

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The next day I don't remember when I woke up, only that my bladder felt like it was going to explode.

I quickly got up and went to the toilet, and when I came back, I looked at my phone, it was almost eleven o'clock. Time flies so fast.

I suddenly remembered what Brother Wu said. This was the case. After coming back from the obscene National Day, he asked us, how do you feel that the holiday goes by so quickly?

We didn't speak, and I didn't argue with my brother: "Because you don't have a morning ...... on your holidays." ”

Thinking about it at this time, I suddenly felt that this statement made a lot of sense.

I brushed my teeth and washed my face, and walked around the yard for a while, feeling empty in my heart.

Since my grandfather went to the field, he has also disposed of several chickens in the family. So now there is not even a living creature in the house except me, and the silence around me is a little scary.

There's nothing to do, and that's my biggest problem right now. I wanted to go back to sleep, but I didn't feel a trace of sleepiness anymore.

At this time, Lao Cai walked in. Tell me that his dad told me to go to his house for dinner. Then he looked around, pulled me into the room, took out a cigarette, lit it, and handed me one.

I looked at Lao Cai's impatient appearance and thought, can this thing really make people so addicted? Then he took Lao Cai's cigarette and lit it with him.

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Lao Cai's family is indeed rich, this is true. But his family's house in the village is also an old house, even more dilapidated than mine, which is the result of Uncle Cheng cleaning up after he came back.

His house and mine are not far away, and there is a small ditch in between, about eight or nine hundred meters apart.

When Lao Cai and I went over, Uncle Cheng was stir-frying.

The two old men who came back this time were Uncle Cheng and Lao Cai. And Lao Cai has to go to school, so the task of cooking falls on Uncle Cheng.

However, one thing that Uncle Cheng has not changed is that he has always been from the countryside, and he still has a local flavor on him. So although the dishes he fried were not delicate enough, they tasted like they were much better than the big pot of rice in the school cafeteria. It seems that even Uncle Cheng, who is self-made to the point where he is now, some things have never changed, and he still has to cook when he should cook.

During this period, Uncle Cheng asked me when my grandfather would come back, and I told him that I didn't know very well, and asked him what was wrong?

Uncle Cheng seemed to have something on his mind, he took a sip of wine, and said that something happened to the workers who built the road last night, and he didn't feel quite right, and the place where the accident happened was at the Dawan Pass.

Dawan Pass? There I know. On the side of the hill behind Lao Cai's house, it is shaded all year round. Because the road there has a large curve, it has such a name. The main thing is that there are several wild graves there.

What is a wild grave? That's what we call it locally. Generally refers to a grave with no tombstone, no one knows who is buried, no one worships, only a slightly raised earthen bag.

Hearing what Uncle Cheng said, Lao Cai and I glanced at each other invariably. Lao Cai asked, "Dad, what's wrong?" Is it serious? ”

Uncle Cheng shook his head and said that it was not serious. There was a worker who was crushed by a machine and broke his leg, and he had already dealt with it. The injured worker was taken to the hospital yesterday when he went to pick us up. The problem is not too big, it can be cured in a few months, and now the injured worker's co-worker is taking care of him in the hospital.

Lao Cai asked again: "Then why do you think something is wrong?" It's inherently dangerous on the construction site, so it's not incomprehensible that something has happened? ”

When Lao Cai spoke, I also looked at Uncle Cheng, because what Lao Cai asked was also what I wanted to ask. But looking at Uncle Cheng's expression doesn't seem right.

He sighed and said, "If only it were like this, but I don't know why." There were other people around the man last night when he had an accident, and according to them, the man could have avoided when the machine fell. But no matter how his co-workers shouted, he didn't dodge as if he had lost his soul. In the end, someone saw that something was wrong and hurriedly stepped forward and dragged him. It's a pity that it's too late, and although the person is fine, he broke a leg. ”

"As you know, there are several wild graves there, and because the road needs to be widened, they have to be moved and relocated. And yesterday happened to be the time to remove those wild graves, and the excavator happened to be the injured person again. Now the workers are saying that it was because they offended the ghosts and gods, so there was such a thing. To be honest, I went to see it at the time. It was really gloomy, and I felt a little numb in my heart as soon as I went. So I wanted Xiaoli's grandfather to come back to help take a look, and I was a little more sure-footed. ”

After listening to Uncle Cheng, I glanced at Lao Cai again and found that he was also looking at me.

Uncle Cheng knew that my grandfather had some skills, but it was because Lao Cai secretly learned the sloppy old man's cloth and clothes, and Uncle Cheng knew that my grandfather was a real master.

But Uncle Cheng didn't know, in fact, I had already learned the Sanqing Talisman. As for whether Lao Cai learned the god of cloth clothes, I don't know very well. Later, Lao Cai told me that Uncle Cheng knew that he had learned something from the sloppy old man, but Uncle Cheng didn't know what he had learned.

I thought about it, and I had nothing to hide from Uncle Cheng. So I said to him: "Uncle Cheng, it's not easy to say when my grandfather will come back, and it's not a way to drag on the road construction." Why don't I try it? Let's take a look after dinner. ”

Uncle Cheng looked at me in surprise after hearing what I said, and asked, "Xiaoli, are you also ......?" ”

I nodded, and then Uncle Cheng thought for a moment and said, "That's okay, but you have to promise Uncle Cheng that if you feel in danger, you will stop it in time." It's a big deal, we'll just wait. ”

Looking at Uncle Cheng's solemn face, I could only nod at him. Say don't worry, I will.

After eating, Lao Cai and I rushed to the accident site, because we had to go back to school in the evening, so we were in a hurry.

Uncle Cheng followed us on the phone, and it seemed to be a matter of work.

This just fulfilled Lao Cai's wish, although we can't smoke, but we can discuss some things that are inconvenient for Uncle Cheng to know.

Lao Cai asked me if I had any clues, and I shook my head. There are thousands of ghosts and monsters in this world, how can I guess it just by a few words from Uncle Cheng? Besides, whether it is a ghost or not, it's hard to say now.

So I looked at Lao Cai and said in a low voice: "Don't you know how to do it?" How does it feel like a chicken rib. You can do the math first, and you'll know the approximate. ”

Lao Cai was stunned, as if it was such a reason. So he pinched his fingers as he walked. A few minutes later, Lao Cai also shook his head. said: "I can't figure it out, I don't have tools, and it's not convenient now." You still have to go to the scene to see it, of course, this kind of thing still depends on you. ”

After finishing speaking, Lao Cai seemed to suddenly think of something, slapped his head, and said, "I almost forgot if you didn't say it." I was too sleepy yesterday to remember, so I have to call your grandfather and ask if I want you to teach me the art of spells? I also think that my cloth god is really useless, and it is really ...... without you. ”

Watching Lao Cai take out his mobile phone and press my grandfather's number, I thought to myself. Is the god of cloth still a chicken rib? It's obvious that you're too vegetable. Look at your master, what has become of the?

Seriously, if I hadn't lived past the age of twenty, I would have wanted to learn.

Lao Cai put the phone to his ear and spoke after a while. I saw that he explained his intentions to my grandfather in high spirits, and then his face slowly froze.

Since I was not too far away from Lao Cai, I vaguely heard my grandfather's answer. What my grandfather said was, ", don't even think about ......." ”

The sentence was louder, and I could hear it a little. The rest of my grandfather seemed to have said something to Lao Cai, but the voice was not so loud, so I didn't hear it clearly.

Lao Cai, who hung up the phone, was like being poured a basin of cold water on a sunny day in December, and the whole person lost his energy. I patted him on the shoulder and comforted, "Forget it, you already have a cloth god calculation, be content." Think about it, if you learn the cloth god well, how many girls will you have to rely on this hand to deceive when you go to college in the future? I'm different, I can't find a ghost on the spot to pretend to be forced, right? ……。 ”

At this point I was silent again, as if I didn't have the opportunity to go to college anymore.

Lao Cai seemed to feel the change in my mood, and he patted me on the shoulder in turn and said, "Xiaoli, you're right. I must learn the arithmetic of cloth clothes, and one day I will help you figure out the whereabouts of that broken pendant. ”

I smiled wryly and took his hand away, nodded and didn't speak.

Lao Cai's words made me happy, but I didn't have much hope in this regard. The sloppy old man's path is so high, but there is no way. How far can Lao Cai improve in these short two years?

Besides, the sloppy old man said it. The Sanqing Fall itself can cover the heavenly machine, and the cloth cloth god who relies on the heavenly machine to calculate can be even if he cultivates to the peak? Unless it's a three-clear divination, it's pretty much the same.

The sloppy old man once used the cloth cloth god calculation to calculate that there are still people in this world who have not practiced the Sanqing divination, and the result is that he was attacked and vomited blood. It seems that Sanqing divination, as the ancestor of divination, wants to rely on other divination techniques to calculate his whereabouts. This seems to be stuck in a dead loop, so instead of measuring the people who have practiced the art of divination of the three clears, it is better to directly calculate the whereabouts of the three clear falls. But it all seems to be the same result, no matter how it is a dead end, and I am the unlucky person who is walking on this dead end.

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