Chapter 90: Yizhuang

When the group arrived at the house, they found that the civil structure was very well preserved, not only the portal was intact, but all the windows were still nailed with unpolished original bark planks.

The old slippery head lied that Yizhuang was a mallet nest, but it made me less worried. He is a man of water, and if he can say that, he must know that there is no coffin in the house or something.

I let out a sigh and was about to say to the people that I could finally sleep peacefully tonight, when the little bean bag suddenly screamed twice at the room, and then bit my trouser leg and pulled it back.

I looked at the old slippery head, only to see his nose twitch twice, and his expression was also a little puzzled.

He waved his hand at Xiaodoubao, and Xiaodoubao immediately let go of me, and he didn't scream, but his tail hung down, looking unenergetic.

I've long discovered this very weird phenomenon, that is, Xiaodoubao can have fun with anyone, but I'm very afraid of the old slippery avatar. On the way here, the old slippery head also said that this dog thing is more suitable for him than soybean buns. I just sneered in my heart at the time, no matter how cunning you are, there is still a time to look away. The cycle of retribution is not happy, and your retribution will probably be on this dog thing in the future.

The old slippery head raised his chin at me, "Master, thank you, go clean up first." ”

I understood what he meant, and knew he was asking me to go in and see if there was anything special. Let everyone wait outside first, wanting to enter the house and take a look.

I thought the door was just a cover-up, but I didn't expect it to be pushed by a push, and the door seemed to be plugged in from the inside.

The old slippery head coughed, "Heh, sir, you pull out, make some effort, there may be pimps in this door." ”

My face was hot, and I said that this time I was really timid. I just know that this house is old, but I forget that the people before me are no more stupid than modern people. In order to prevent wind and snow and prevent the heating in the house from leaking out, there has long been a habit of adding spring strips to the door.

The knocker had already fallen off, so I could only bend down, pick the bottom edge and pull it out, and sure enough, I felt a spring, and with a little more force, one side of the door opened a crack outward.

It was already dark, so I turned on my flashlight, looked through the crack in the door, and then opened the door and walked in. I looked around and found that in addition to a few dilapidated benches, there was a canvas tent in one corner of the room.

He looked around carefully, and when he saw that there was nothing else, he beckoned the rest of the people to come in. Seeing Xiao Doubao following the house with his tail between his legs, he couldn't help but muttered a little in his heart, there is nothing else in this house, why did the little guy react like that just now?

Dou Da Baoqi said: "How can there be a tent in this house?" ”

I said, "Then I don't need to ask, who else is going into the mountain before us this time?" ”

"You mean, this tent was left by the oil gourd head?"

"I can't think of anyone else but them."

I saw it clearly just now, and the tent was for professional outdoor camping. People who are accustomed to walking in the mountains rarely use it, and it is unlikely that there will be 'travelers' who get dizzy and drill into this deep mountain and old forest. The only possibility is that only Zhang Xu and others have settled here.

I asked Dou Dabao to pick up the fire to keep warm, simply put things away, and beckoned Tang Yi to come to the old slippery head together.

The two of them squatted down, and I whispered to the old slippery head: "How far is this from Siling Town?" ”

"Tsk, we all have a house, how far can we go? Twenty miles further southeast, over a mountain. ”

Tang Yi and I glanced at each other, "Then we have to leave for at least two days, if those people surnamed Zhang really went to Siling Town and settled here, how did they leave their tents?" ”

I said, "I guess I want to travel lightly, the tent is not big, and it can barely sleep three people." ”

The old slippery head grinned and whispered, "I don't think that's the case. You two also saw it just now, and that dog won't let us in for no reason. I'm also curious, I haven't been here for three years, could it be that something has changed here? ”

He suddenly looked left and right in a sly manner, and took out the chicken that had been tightly wrapped in his arms before, "Master Tang, take your help, go outside this house, walk twenty steps to the southeast, release the chicken's blood, and then pin the chicken's head, chicken feet, and chicken wings into the cavity, find a guy, and put the chicken there." ”

When I heard it, I didn't think it was right, "Who are you offering to?" ”

The old slippery head snorted, "Tang Ye is a clear-eyed person, and most of them can see the way, so I don't have to hide it from him." It was true that this was originally Yizhuang, but most of the time when Siling Town was destroyed by the snow disaster, it was abandoned. You have to think, the house is not taken care of by the living, and there is no place for the lost owner, so nothing else can be occupied? ”

As he spoke, he stuffed the chick to Tang Yi, and made a weird-looking gesture with his two hands in front of him.

Although his gesture was strange, it was very vivid, and Tang Yi and I immediately understood what he was talking about.

I nodded the old slippery nose in the air, suppressed my throat and said, "If you are still so dishonest at this point, then let's part ways as soon as possible." ”

"Don't, don't, I'm wrong." The old slippery head hurriedly waved at me and Tang Yi, "You two adults have a lot, don't be bad old man with me, if you throw me here, then I won't have to wait for death?" ”

"You know that you still want to hurt people?!"

I glared at him, took the chick from Tang Yi's hand, and beckoned him to go out with me.

When I went out, I took Tang Yi around to the back of the house, measured with my footsteps, and only walked nine steps to the north before stopping.

At this time, Tang Yicai asked me: "What the hell did that old guy do just now?" Is he going to turn the other cheek with us? ”

"He either wants to turn against us, or he hates you alone, and wants to take this opportunity to kill you."

"What's the whole way?"

I said, "I believe it is true that he said that this Yizhuang was occupied by something, and it is also true that he used chickens to worship and pray for peace." But the method he said is a pit man, and if he really wants to give this pheasant according to the way he said, no one else may be fine, and even if the person who kills the chicken and bleeds can escape tonight, he will not want to go out of the mountains after that. ”

I explained to Tang Yi as I unwrapped the package. The chick was tightly wrapped by the old slippery head, and warmed all the way with his body, not only was it not stiff, but it was still a little hot.

This chick is different from the green sheep, it was not stabbed by the skeleton, but when it fell, it just fell into the chest cavity of a corpse that I don't know if it was a deer or a roe deer.

I didn't let Tang Yi slaughter the chicken to bleed, so I only twisted the chicken's neck into three pieces, the chicken's head was facing down, and the chicken's feet rushed up and fell into the snowdrift.

As soon as he finished doing all this, Tang Yi suddenly stabbed me and motioned for me to look ahead.

I only looked up, and I was trembling, only to see that about thirty or forty meters away from us, close to the snow, more than a dozen pairs of mung bean ghost-like little eyes, were looking this way.

Tang Yi subconsciously clenched the long knife, and touched his waist with his other hand, I hurriedly stopped him, grabbed a handful of snow and rubbed his hands clean, and bowed to those eyes with both hands folded.

Tang Yi didn't dare to ask more, so he hurriedly learned from him.

After the prayer, I picked him up and whispered to him as I walked back:

"Earlier, I didn't believe that this thing was as evil as the legend, but this time it was really not smooth to enter the mountain, more things are better than less things, try not to provoke them."

Seeing that Tang Yi still had questions, my voice was lowered, "It seems that this Yizhuang is really occupied by Huangpizi, if you want to do what the old slipper said, go to the southeast edge to make offerings, then it is not Wong Tai Sin who worships it, but the people who built this Yizhuang." Besides, Huangpizi only drinks chicken blood and doesn't eat meat at all, and if you let the chicken blood go, what else is there to worship? That would be tantamount to a deliberate provocation and a grudge against the Huang family. If there is really a spirit fairy of the Huang family here, the person who released the chicken blood must be killed alive. ”

Tang Yi gritted his teeth and nodded, "Okay, I'll write down this account for that old thing." ”

He wanted to turn back, I quickly asked him not to look back, the yellow skin is the most recognizable thing, we only pass by here, there should be a number of courtesies, just try not to look at them face to face.

Back in the house, the fire had been lit, and Dou Dabao was using a branch to thread a few pieces of divided green mutton on the fire and roast it.

After a long day's journey, I was also tired and hungry, but when I remembered Xiaodoubao's previous reaction, I always felt unsure.

Just thinking about it, Ji Yayun came over and asked me, "Can we use the tent?" ”

The curtain of the tent was open, and I only glanced in a few times from a distance just now, and when I heard Ji Yayun ask, I got up and walked with her.

As soon as I arrived, I smelled a strange smell that I couldn't describe.

Ji Yayun covered her nose, frowned and said, "What smell, why is it so disgusting?" ”

I whispered to her, "You really haven't smelled this?" ”

Ji Yayun said that she really hadn't heard of it.

I leaned back and looked her up and down.

"What are you looking at?"

I shook my head, but didn't respond to her, turned my face and looked inside the tent with my flashlight.

Ji Yayun said angrily behind me, "This smell is too bad, can you take out the sleeping bag to dry." Let's go back and bring these on, and they can still be used. ”

I took a closer look at the tent, dragged the sleeping bag out of it, walked back to the brazier, and threw it directly to the old slippery head.

Ji Yayun didn't have a good impression of the old slippery head, and asked me in a low voice Why did I give him the sleeping bag?

The old slippery head's ear power is not comparable to ordinary people, and he listened to her words in his ears, and said with a dry smile:

"Girl, don't think that our master doesn't care for you, he's afraid that you will be buried by this dirty thing. My old man doesn't dislike this noisy quilt, hey, not only can I sleep peacefully tonight, but I also have an extra warm and cold clothes. ”

Seeing that Ji Yayun was puzzled, I had no choice but to say to her: "This sleeping bag is really dirty and can't be wanted, so you can just sleep with it and wrap it in a big bag." ”

Pan Ying came over to me and asked, "Is the tent still clean?" ”

I said, "It's all right, you three women will sleep in the tent at night." ”

Pan Ying frowned, "Okay, now I don't pay so much attention to it, so I can only settle for it." ”

As soon as I heard this, I knew that not only did I and the old slippery head smell what the sleeping bag was, but she probably also smelled it. That's simply the smell of adultery between men and women.