His words pierced my heart like a thorn, and in an instant all expectations of these years were shattered.

"Brother Liu... I tried to prove something, but my brother said, "They're just better than ordinary people." ”

"What about me—" I finally couldn't hold back, gritting my teeth and looking up at him.

This time he was silent, turned around and did not speak.

I stood behind him, lowered my head, and said for a long time, "Brother... I opened purgatory, and the death of these people was also because of me, and it was me who was wrong... I just think I'm going to kill them now... I..."

"According to you, you opened the purgatory, but it was to save me, but the fault is me, do you regret saving me now?" He suddenly turned his head and looked at me with a somewhat cold gaze.

This gaze made me feel strange and uneasy, and many words I didn't have the courage to say in an instant.

"That's not what I meant... Don't think about it yourself..."

"You really shouldn't have saved me in the first place." He said in a cold tone: "If you kill the anointed blind ghost, it will be over, what are you doing to save me?" You know I live only for my father and mother. ”

I couldn't say a word, standing behind him, but it felt like a thousand miles away, vaguely, I felt that something had changed, but I couldn't say it clearly.

I plucked up the courage to tell him, "But my mother and father are gone..."

"So what?" His tone was aggressive.

"But you still have me... Maybe you can live well for your brother..."

He laughed, and couldn't tell if it was mocking: "But I really can't stand it, when I tried to protect this brother's life, he blamed me in turn, if so, then why should I do it for him?" ”

"I didn't reproach you!" I struggled to justify: "I just..."

"Alright, I don't want to say that anymore." He impatiently stopped the conversation, and then went into the house to eat.

I stood there with a pang in my heart.

The second uncle brought the food, poured wine, and said happily: "You two stinky boys, you haven't been back for a few years, come, let's have a drink together." ”

I sat down and raised my glass, this wine was a good wine that my second uncle had hidden in his early years, it smelled fragrant, it was even more fragrant in my throat, and it was hot in my stomach, like fire.

As we drank, it started to snow outside, and my second uncle said that it should be the last snow of winter, and that this year's Chinese New Year was earlier than usual, and this snow came early.

There are benefits to early days, but there are also disadvantages.

During the meal, he asked us what was going on, who were the people who had broken into the house earlier?

I made up a lie and told him that it was the one who bought the price and robbed you and knocked you unconscious, but fortunately my brother and I arrived in time and called the police, otherwise I really don't know what would have happened.

The second uncle let out an "oh", looked up at me, and suddenly wondered: "Little poor, you shouldn't be lying to me, right?" ”

"Why do you say that, how did I lie to you?"

"I've lived in this village for so many years, and I haven't had any accidents, and now this happened suddenly, but you two just came back, isn't it too much of a coincidence?" He looked at me and said, "You two really think of me as a second uncle, and I'm old and easy to deceive?" ”

I scratched my head embarrassedly and laughed, he glared at me, and then frowned: "I said... Did something happen to you two out there? Are those people your enemies? ”

As soon as he said this, my brother and I were stunned, looked at each other a little nervously, and hurriedly waved our hands and poured wine: "It's okay Second uncle, the two of us are very good outside, and now we are working in the same company to earn money, so you don't have to worry." ”

"Who are you fooling!" My second uncle raised his head angrily and drank the wine in the cup, frowned like dead wood, and said: "Although your second uncle and I have not seen much of the world, but when I was young, I have heard more or less about social affairs, I can tell you two that when you go out, you must be a good person, be worthy of your conscience, and don't cause trouble!" Don't do anything hurtful! ”

"You brothers should also take care of each other! After all, your family... It's just the two of you. He sighed as he spoke, and the snow was drifting outside, getting bigger and bigger, and the stove was burning and hot in the house.

We drank and ate, and we were silent with each other.

I thought about it for a long time before I finally mustered up the courage to ask my second uncle: "Second uncle, I want to ask you something." ”

He turned his head to look at me, at that moment, my heart was a little heavy, my hand was in my pocket and I didn't dare to take it out, I started to sweat when I touched the palm of the phone, and I hesitated to ask him or not.

It's just that I'm scared, if I ask this question, will it change anything?

The photo will not appear for no reason, if the second uncle is really related to the ghost guest organization, then after this question is asked, can we still sit and eat together like this?

The second uncle is the only relative.

At that moment, my heart was pounding, nervous and even had some tinnitus, gritted my teeth, and wanted to open my mouth, but suddenly, my brother suddenly said: "Second uncle, Tu Qian actually wants to ask you, do you sell these poultry you raise?" ”

My brain buzzed, and I suddenly looked up at my brother in shock.

He didn't look at me, but chatted with my second uncle lightly, and my hand tightly in my pocket finally put it down.

My brother actually understands the meaning behind this, but his meaning is very simple and clear, if the second uncle has something to hide from us, then let him hide it.

After eating, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and I went back to the RV to have a look, and the faceless man was still holding the computer and writing.

I sat in the car, opened the window, looked out at the snowy sky, lit a cigarette and asked him how he wrote.

He ran over with the computer in his arms and said happily: "Come, I've already written a part, can you see if it's okay?" ”

I glanced at the computer, and it was a synopsis:

Among the ghost slayers, there are four famous factions - flower pickers, credit knife people, slender hands and warlocks.

My brother and I became a not-known beast tamer, not only able to chat with animals, but also to take them to get rid of ghosts.

My brother said, if you are really afraid of ghosts, teach you a way, you also disguise yourself as a ghost and mix in with them, you will not be afraid.

I was stunned for a moment when I saw this, as I said before, the prototype of the story he wrote was me and my brother, and most of the things in it were based on the two of us.

The first person in it is me.

"My brother didn't say that." I looked at the last sentence of the introduction, smiled helplessly, and asked him, "Aren't your stories going to be published on different forums?" But the characters in it are the two of us, and in this situation, does anyone dare to watch it? ”

He immediately became lost when he heard the tone, and sighed: "Alas, don't mention it, before you two had an accident, I originally planned it very well, this story can definitely be popular, but now that you two have an accident, different forums are no longer allowed to publish, as long as there are your two names, the server that can be scolded collapses." ”

"And what do you do?" I was amused by that.

He said: "There is no way, for now I can only try to vote for the station in real life." ”

"Did it work?"

"No..."He shook his head and said in frustration: "I even voted for a few, but I didn't succeed, mainly because the taste of people now is different from when I was still alive, and it is difficult to meet the public, and besides, I write these things out of personal love, and they are not as good as what others write, so no one accepts them, and there is only one website that can accept them." ”

"One is not enough." I saw him so lost, and comforted: "You yourself say that you love it, when I was in school, I often heard people say that interest is always the best teacher, and the last road is often the person who loves it to persevere." ”

He was moved by what I said, and said, "You're right, interest is the best teacher, the editor of this website added me before, and if nothing else, I'm going to write here." ”

I nodded, and suddenly felt very interesting, and said: "This network is really pros and cons, you say that you, obviously a ghost, but you can still write a book across the network and submit it, no one knows your true identity, if those editors know that their author is a ghost, I don't know if I dare to take what you write." ”

"Hehe, why don't I add this conversation between the two of us to it when the time comes?"

"That's your business." I finished my cigarette, threw down the cigarette butt and got up to leave, and when I got out of the car, I stood in the snow and looked back at him and asked, "By the way, have you decided the name of the book?" ”

He nodded hurriedly: "I've thought about it, how about calling it "Listening to Strange Things in the Autumn Grave"?" ”