"Did something bad happen to you?"

When he was already far away from Chen Mingtang's courtyard, Zhang Xiaoluo stood up and turned his head to look at Zhang Yu, who had been bowing his head and not saying a word.

"Nothing! Brother Zhang, I'm ......"

Zhang Yu glanced up at Zhang Xiaoluo, then lowered his head again, looking like he wanted to say something.

"And what happened to last night's phone call?"

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at Zhang Yu and asked softly.

"Phone? Oh, it was a joke with the other sisters, they bullied me, and I called you in a hurry. ”

"Playing with whom? Wang Qi? Or other nurses? ”

"Brother Zhang, girls are playing with each other, don't ask......"

Zhang Xiaoluo did not mention the matter of Styx. If it was really a joke, or Zhang Yu didn't want to say it, mentioning it by herself would increase her psychological burden.

"Zhang Yu, if you really encounter something, remember to tell me!"

Zhang Xiaoluo thought to himself that since Zhang Yu said that he was fine, then let's do this first. Anyway, I don't plan to go back for a while, and I'll figure it out sooner or later. If anyone really wants to fight Zhang Yu's idea, whether it is a person or a ghost, Zhang Xiaoluo doesn't mind finding something to do for himself.

Even if it's a favor for Zhao Ting's old boy! He ate grapes, asked the master to pick up the grape skins for him, and went back to knock him well.

Zhang Yu saw that Zhang Xiaoluo was no longer talking, so he turned around and walked back, and just walked a few steps, but suddenly stopped.

"Brother Zhang, you say...... Do you think there are really ghosts in this world? ”

Zhang Yu didn't look back, and asked Zhang Xiaoluo softly.

"There is faith, even if it is a ghost, don't be afraid, if there is a ghost haunting you, I will definitely let it fly away!"

Zhang Xiaoluo squinted his eyes slightly, looking at Zhang Yu's back, the slender and jade figure was a little bleak.

Zhang Yu's shoulders trembled slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. She suddenly turned her head and smiled at Zhang Xiaoluo.

"You came overnight because of a phone call yesterday?"

"Hmmm! You're my friend, and if something happens to you, I'm not going to sit idly by! So, Zhang Yu ......"

"Brother Zhang, you are so good!"

Zhang Yu interrupted Zhang Xiaoluo's words and walked back quickly.

Zhang Xiaoluo was still standing in place, he watched Zhang Yu's back disappear, and his brows gradually furrowed.

Zhang Yu has no ghost aura on her body, but she obviously has something to say, this is not her character! Could it be that she is scrupling about something? Or did someone threaten her? Chen Mingtang?

Zhang Xiaoluo has no good impression of Chen Mingtang, the village chief who skillfully robbed his clansmen's wives. Zhang Daguan is also lustful, but everything has a degree, and if it exceeds a certain limit, it can't be regarded as lustful, but sin, and lust is the original sin!

Zhang Xiaoluo suddenly saw an acquaintance, Chen Deshui.

Chen Deshui was in a courtyard not far from where Zhang Xiaoluo was standing, and his body was slightly bent and kept pressing the well up and down. Streams of clear groundwater were pressed out and sprayed into a dilapidated iron drum in front of the well.

Chen Deshui's family is very poor, the yard has no courtyard wall, only half a person's high cotton branch barely circles the boundary of the yard, and the door is a fence gate nailed by a few thin wooden sticks.

"Brother Chen!"

Zhang Xiaoluo stood outside Chen Deshui's fence gate and shouted at Chen Deshui.

Chen Deshui was bending over to press the water laboriously, when he heard someone shouting at him, he raised his head and saw Zhang Xiaoluo standing outside his door with a smile on his face.

"Dr. Zhang, you ...... How did you get to me? Chen Mingtang asked you to come? ”

Chen Deshui opened the wooden fence and let Zhang Xiaoluo in, looking at the doctor who had just come from the city with a puzzled expression.

"That's right, Brother Chen, the village chief's house is full of girls, and it's a bit ...... for me to live there as a big man Can I stay in your house? Brother Chen, just have a place to sleep, and I'll give you the room fee! ”

Zhang Xiaoluo smiled and muttered secretly, his mother-in-law has warmed the quilt for others for eight years, I don't believe he has no resentment in his heart!

"That...... It doesn't matter what the room cost is! Come in and see for yourself, if you want to stay in my house, whatever you want! ”

Chen Deshui hesitated, then turned around and led Zhang Xiaoluo towards his hall, pushed open the dilapidated wooden door, and walked into the house.

Chen Deshui's house is a three-room hall house, with no partition wall in the middle, and the whole is transparent. In the middle room lay bundles of sorghum stalks on the ground, and on the back wall stood several bundles of paper, yellow, white, and even purple and green. A low wooden table was in the center, the top of the wooden table had cracked a few gaps large enough to fit into the palm of your hand. An aluminum basin with uneven edges rests on the table, with half a basin of paste in the basin.

Zhang Xiaoluo vaguely remembered that when he first came in the morning, Chen Deshui seemed to have mentioned to him that he would tie some paper figures to fill his belly when he was not busy.

In order to pay tribute to the deceased, they will tie some paper figures, paper horses, paper buildings and other objects, and burn them to those who have died, so that the deceased can enjoy them in the underworld.

The middle house is obviously inhabitable, and Zhang Daguan will not live in the middle room.

Lying facing the door is a taboo in feng shui.

There was a wooden bed against the east wall, and the quilt on the wooden bed was so black that it was impossible to distinguish the original color. There were also several pairs of old cloth shoes messily placed under the wooden bed, and a black long-mouthed plastic pot was leaning on top of the cloth shoes.

Zhang Xiaoluo has not yet shared the bed with Chen Deshui. So, he pursed his lips and turned his gaze to the one to the west.

On the west side against the wall, there are paper figures of different shapes, male or female, and even a paper horse, a paper sedan chair, and a paper building.

When Zhang Xiaoluo saw the paper sedan chair, his eyes couldn't help narrowing.

"Brother Chen, is this something in the village that wants to use for nothing? Look at this paper figure, it's so beautiful! This paper building is still a small villa! And this paper sedan ......"

"It's not Chen Mingtang's old thing, I have to make up for his son who has been dead for many years, call me to do it! The price given is not low! ”

Folk white things, mostly boys and girls, wealthy people will tie more paper horses, paper buildings and other large items, and even tie cars, refrigerators, TVs. But the paper sedan ......

"Brother Chen, I see that there are still some gaps in the western room, and a little tidying up these tied happy things is enough for me to put a mat! I'll just live in Westinghouse! When the village chief uses these happy things, I can still give you a hand! By the way, I'll give you the room fee first! ”

Zhang Xiaoluo didn't allow Chen Deshui to speak, and took out a stack of bright red bills from his arms and handed them to Chen Deshui.

Chen Deshui wanted to say something more, but when he saw the big bill in front of him that was enough for him to spend half a year, his throat squirmed, and he reached out to take it.

After Zhang Xiaoluo made up his mind with Chen Deshui, he wanted to chat with Chen Deshui a few more words, but suddenly heard Wang Qi's call from outside the courtyard, so he could only give up, stood up and walked out.