"Uncle."

Jiang Yao pushed the door and entered, and greeted the old man who guarded the mountain politely, but I don't know if it was because the voice was too small or the old man's ears were behind it, the mountain keeper sat on a wooden bench and smoked a dry cigarette.

Jiang Yao inadvertently looked around the house, the four walls of the house may not sound good, but this is also the most accurate word to describe the residence of the old man guarding the mountain.

The empty earthen embryo wall, because of the disrepair, has fallen off a lot of loess. A typical earthen kang of the Northeast people is also only covered with a thin quilt and a lot of flower patches. Thanks to Shan Hang's health and health, the two of them are tired to death, otherwise they wouldn't be able to get on this kind of kang.

"Young man, what are you looking at, don't be disgusted." Jiang Yao looked at the simplest furnishings in the house, and the old man couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

"What's the matter, uncle, my family is also rural, don't dislike it." Jiang Yao sat in front of the candle and looked at the old man in the flickering light and shadow.

"I'm very energetic, and I don't shout tired at the end of the day." The old man smoked dry cigarettes, and praised Jiang Yao with his back in his back.

"Ah, it's okay, I've been exercising lately, and my physical fitness is a little better than these two brothers." Jiang Yao still looked at the old man through the faint light, although the old man's eyes were not too clear, Jiang Yao still felt the endless turbid hollowness in the eyes of the mountain keeper who was in the middle of the wind and candle. I am afraid that after a cold wind passes through the door, the old man will stop eating due to the cold.

"You're in good health, I haven't seen someone as good as you in many years." The old man laughed in the gap between his cigarettes, not caring about the two of them who were already asleep.

"Uncle, can you see that I am in good health?" Jiang Yao couldn't help but stretch his neck forward, but his heart was furious by this laughter. I can't help but speculate about the identity of this old man.

"Okay." The old man threw away the cigarette butt, stepped on it slowly, and stretched out his withered old hand on the opposite side of the wooden table, pointing at Jiang Yao's eyebrows.

"Uncle, what's wrong with me here?" Jiang Yao asked knowingly, and also pointed to the center of his eyebrows.

"Hahaha, young man, you really have to be more careful when you go out, you are not a mortal thing in the world, mortals can't force it, I don't have a crooked mind about it." The mountain keeper sat back down across from the wooden table, laughing, but the hearty laughter was mixed with coughing. Jiang Yao had never witnessed the withering of life, for fear that the old man would turn his back and disappear on the spot.

"Grandpa, how old are you, and you still live here alone." Jiang Yao diverted the topic.

"Seventy-nine years old, I don't have a place to go if I'm not here."

"Eighty, eighty, longevity." Folk often say, ask for longevity, don't mention nine. Whether it is seventy-nine years old or eighty-nine years old, one year old is added, and it is called an integer, in order to be auspicious and longevity. Jiang Yao casually agreed, but there was nothing to answer.

"Child, if you can come here tonight, it's your life, it's my life, my fate is here, no matter what happens at night, don't go out, I'll deal with it." The old man finally stabilized his body, no longer laughing, no longer coughing, and looked at his front and back without waves.

As far as Jiang Yao is concerned, he is an old man who has been living in the winter, and at this moment he is like an old well made of green bricks that has been dry for many years.

"Okay." Jiang Yao nodded.

Although he met such a strange old man in this extremely strange place, and he himself had seen too many ghosts, Jiang Yao's intuition always induced him and warned him: This old man has no malice at all, and will even help himself on this dark and windy night.

Sitting speechlessly, the old man guarding the mountain in the dark, snorting dry tobacco one after another, as if he had not smoked to the most pleasant realm after a lifetime. And without this subtle movement, the old man sitting in the dry seat is like a blackened wax figure, and the slightest bit of human anger is gone.

A muffled thunder fell from the sky and struck in front of the earthen house on the top of the mountain. Jiang Yao, who had no preconsciousness, was excited, and knocked down the candle on the table, and the candle was just extinguished.

"Lie down and don't move."

The wax figure opened at the entrance of the completely dark room, and Jiang Yao, who was not sleepy, had no choice but to go to the kang.

After the thunder, the wind of the brush blew the trees on the mountain, and the leaves that had just entered the autumn were not very vulnerable, but they were really rustled.

Although the house is built on the leeward slope of the top of the mountain, and there is still some distance from the top of the mountain, it is difficult to accumulate water when it rains, and it does not accumulate snow when it snows. But Jiang Yao still couldn't help that this earthen house was swept away by this hurricane, and he was even more worried about the lives of the people in this room.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and Jiang Yao saw his watch through the night light, it was half past eleven in the morning. According to the ancient method, it is the most yin time of the day, that is, the cathode of the Tai Chi Life Clock, the yin grows and the yang disappears, and this time is the best time for all the ghosts and ghosts in the underworld.

After the old man who had been sitting for several hours stepped on the last dry smoke in his hand, and a little red light in the room disappeared, the old man still pushed open the old wooden door unhurriedly.

Go out to meet the wind and rain of this mountain, and meet the greedy ghosts who covet the eyes of heaven in this mountain......