That night, it was a hairy moon day.

This kind of weather is very common in the countryside, and the old people say that the appearance of this hairy moon at night is a sign of rain the next day.

The big pillar didn't care about the hairy moon or not, he sneakily touched the backyard of Aunt Mao's house, and saw that the light was on in the house, and the sewing machine kept clattering.

At this time, he wanted to take a look and see how this second aunt made a shroud.

I have to say that some people just have nothing to do when they are full, they itch when they lie down, their backs hurt when they stand, and they like to take care of other people's affairs.

This large pillar is typical of this kind of person, and he crept into the house with composure, found a hole in the wall, and looked into the house by the dim light.

At that time, unlike now, there were bright electric lights in the house, and many places used kerosene lamps or candles to light them at night.

Aunt Mao's house is naturally no exception, two kerosene lamps stand on the desk in the house, illuminating the room yellow.

At a glance at the big pillar, he saw that in addition to Aunt Mao and Osmanthus, there was a middle-aged man who looked like a Taoist priest standing in the room.

Seeing this, Da Zhuzi began to scold his mother in his heart.

Okay, you stinky Taoist priest, you don't wait for a good Taoist temple, and you actually went to the village to hook up with a woman from a good family.

At that time, the big pillar wanted to rush in.

But after only a few steps, I heard the middle-aged man who looked like a Taoist priest in the room say, "A hundred is still twenty-nine." ”

When Dazhu heard this, he was immediately confused.

Immediately afterwards, I heard from Aunt Mao that twenty-nine people would definitely be able to get all together in less than half a year.

After finishing speaking, Aunt Mao stood up, picked up a set of shrouds from the front, and handed it to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man took out a bottle from his body and sprinkled something like water on the shroud.

After that, he said to Aunt Mao, "The matter of the brain marrow, let it go first, and the eight characters of the birth date can be handed over to me." ”

Aunt Mao nodded, then took out a pack of paper from the desk and handed it to the middle-aged man, asking him, what else do you need to do?

The middle-aged man waved his hand and said that he still needed to find a place with excellent feng shui and light a fire and burn incense.

Aunt Mao asked him to choose a random location near the village to deal with it.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "This place can't be sloppy, it's best to have a dragon vein in front and a tiger in the back." ”

When Da Zhuzi heard this, he didn't understand what the two were muttering.

I was about to go in and tease a few words, when the osmanthus in the house cried and said that she was hungry and wanted to eat.

The middle-aged man asked Aunt Mao to give the osmanthus a bowl of white flowers, like tofu brains.

Seeing this thing, Osmanthus was immediately overjoyed, and after taking it, she ate it in a big gulp.

Aunt Mao sighed: "The cerebral marrow has been eaten for a while, but the osmanthus still hasn't improved." ”

The tone was full of worry and concern.

But when the big pillar outside the house heard this, it was so shocked that it almost didn't call out.

Looking at what Osmanthus swallowed in a big gulp, he was suddenly terrified, and immediately ran away.

But I don't know what's going on, and the day after I go back, Dazhu began to have a high fever and shouted in his mouth.

The people in the village tried to find a way for him everywhere, but in the end, he didn't survive for two days, and he still died.

However, the news of Osmanthus and Aunt Mao eating the brains of dead people still came out of the mouth of the big pillar.

At that time, the whole village was in an uproar, and everyone asked Aunt Mao to give an explanation.

In the end, the words of the big pillar, are they true or false?

Mao Ergu's personality was originally extreme and strong, and she was repeatedly asked by everyone, and she didn't dare to nod her head to admit it, so she was excited and committed suicide by drinking pesticides with osmanthus that night.

After Lu Le and I heard about Aunt Mao and Osmanthus Hua, we were also stunned on the spot.

Mao Ergu is also a pitiful person, they all say that mother's love is selfless, and sometimes once it floods, she often loses her nature and does something out of the ordinary.

After Lu Le asked the aunt and the second aunt's old house and the cemetery where their mother and daughter were buried, he took me to the old house of the second aunt first.

The house had already collapsed because it had not been inhabited for many years, so Lu Le took a casual look, and then took me to the road to the cemetery.

The aunt said that the second aunt and the osmanthus were buried together in a wasteland in the back mountain, and Lu Le and I immediately asked someone to find it.

The grave is surrounded by weeds, and if it weren't for the fact that there is a grave here, you wouldn't be able to see it at all.

Lu Le said that the two mothers and daughters have no relatives and no reason, and there will definitely be no one to worship after death, and it is not surprising that they will be covered by the grass on the grave.

I looked at it and said that they were pitiful enough when they were alive, and they had no one to take care of them after they died, so it was really desolate.

So, I immediately went down and asked the villagers to borrow two hoes, and Lu Le helped clean up the grass around the grave.

Lu Le said that since the osmanthus died more than ten years ago, there must be a problem with the osmanthus that appeared in Miao's father's village.

There are two possibilities here: first, the osmanthus that appeared in Miao's village is not the same person as the one here now, but the same name.

The second is that they are the same person.

I asked Lu Le what he thinks?

Lu Le sat down and said, "I prefer the second type. ”

"So, when you say that the grave is being cleaned, I have no objection."

I said, Brother Lu, do you suspect that someone is doing evil with the corpse of osmanthus?

If Lu Le prefers the second statement, then he can only think about it.

After listening to my words, Lu Le nodded very affirmatively.

"The deaths of Aunt Mao and Osmanthus seem to be unexpected on the surface, but they actually have a lot to do with the middle-aged man."

I immediately sat down and looked at Lu Le and motioned for him to continue.

Lu Le habitually took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, "Lu Yuan, have you ever thought that the middle-aged man actually has a plan in his heart?" ”

I said: "Middle-aged men are indeed eccentric, he first collects the eight characters, and then sets the feng shui level, which must be weird." ”

To say that he really wants to cure osmanthus flowers, maybe only people like Mao Ergu who are blinded by maternal love can believe it.

"Yes, that middle-aged man is very good at taking advantage of people, in fact, now I can boldly speculate that his purpose is actually Xuangong Mountain!"

I thought about it carefully at this time, and immediately nodded.

The middle-aged man said at that time that if he wanted to find a place with excellent feng shui, it was best to have a dragon vein in front and a tiger in the back.

Isn't the place in the Hutou Cliff of Xuangong Mountain just the same?

And this guy actually collected people all the way, I don't know if it has anything to do with the old man who took away the eight characters of the people in Miao Lao's village?

I said to Lu Le, "Could that middle-aged man be the old man who took away the eight characters in the first place?" ”

Lu Le didn't answer, took a puff of cigarette, looked at me with a solemn expression, and said, "Lu Yuan, this incident is extremely troublesome. ”

"In my opinion, Wang Blind and Jia Daoguang have quietly followed to Xuangong Mountain."

"Moreover, it is very likely that we will also meet people from the outer six gates!"

"People from the outer six gates?"

I was also shocked at this time.

When Wang Blind and Jia Daoguang arrived at Xuangong Mountain, I wasn't surprised at all, I could think that Lu Le must have already seen it.

But the people of the outer six gates are a little tricky.

When I was at Yakuo Mountain that day, from the mouth of Master Junko Yamada, I already knew that there was such a person.

But I never expected that the outer six gates would actually meddle in the matter of the fairy bone golden seal.

At this time, I remembered that fat winter melon Jin Fuji, Chen Zuo said at the beginning that he had colluded with the people of the Outer Six Gates, and now Jin Buer has secretly appeared, indicating that the Outer Six Gates may have begun to start.

When I was thinking about these things in my heart, Lu Le only paused for a moment and continued: "In my opinion, that middle-aged man is a person from the Outer Six Sects!" ”

I looked at Lu Le incredulously, "He is from the Outer Six Gates?" ”

Lu Le stood up and said, if there is only one skeleton in the grave, then this assumption must be true!

"If you want to know the answer, you have to dig up the grave and see!"

After Lu Le finished speaking, he didn't care what my expression was, he directly picked up the hoe and dug down fiercely towards the grave of the second aunt.

I was stunned for a moment, and when I saw that Lu Le was silent, his face was calm, and at this time he also waved his hoe and dug up violently towards the grave.

The soil of the old grave was cut open by the two of us in an instant, and Lu Le asked me to dig down, as long as the coffin was opened, I would see it.

Soon, the two of us dug out a large hole in the graveyard, and a corner of the coffin in the hole was already in front of us.

Lu Le directly loosened the soil covering it, and then pried it hard with a hoe against the corner of the coffin lid, and the whole coffin suddenly creaked.