In fact, when I sat down, I also felt a little awkward underneath, as if I was sitting on something, but now my legs are tired and wooden, and I really don't want to get up when I sit down, plus I am angry, and I feel that there is such a powerful character as Wan Peng around me, and there should be no big incident. Now Wan Peng said that there was a problem below, and I had to reluctantly reach out to touch the bottom of my body, but I found a broken porcelain bowl from the bottom, missing a hole from the boss, and I felt that the food was a little better than this.

I threw it aside when I raised my hand, and muttered: "Where is this called Hanako, it won't be that I am embarrassed to eat in front of people when I ask for good food, so I hide in the mountains to eat it, and I don't know what I want to eat." ”

Wan Peng walked forward and said: "Look clearly, don't just look at your hands, but also look at your feet, and then think about it, are you sure that bowl is used by Hanako?" ”

I followed Wan Peng's words, and looked carefully at my feet, I felt that there was nothing wrong, I just wanted to pick up the broken bowl again to take a good look, but I found that I threw the broken bowl on a small dirt bag next to it, although the small dirt bag was covered with grass, but I could still see that the top was relatively sharp, a bit like an artificial pile, if it was a naturally formed small soil bag, the top would be slightly flatter.

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In this deep mountain and old forest, there are still people piling soil bags here, I don't know what is buried in it, it looks like there are still years. When I raised my eyes, I found that there was a similar small dirt bag next to it, just a little bigger, and then there was another one next to it, and both sides of the mountain road were full of these large and small dirt bags, and there were dozens of them.

This is strange, who is idle, piling up so many dirt bags here, is this a formation chart or a game of checkers?

I just wanted to stand up and take a closer look, but suddenly there was a gust of wind, I don't know from which dirt bag blew some black things from behind, and called me directly, I wiped them off my face with great disgust, and twisted them with my hands, my mother-in-law, paper ash, or the kind of ash that burns paper money for the dead, I have been in the paper shop for so long, I am too familiar with this thing, and I can guess what is burned by twisting the ashes.

This place is dirt bags and paper ashes, what else can it be, a cemetery. It's still far from the outside, and I don't know which village's cemetery it is, it's actually in such a deep mountain, and there is not even a tombstone, it's not easy to go to the grave, and it's a mess, you can find which one is which.

Look at yourself again, I didn't look at it at the time, so I sat down directly, and actually sat on someone's grave, no wonder I was pierced by a broken bowl, which was the bowl used by people when they were served. I sit on someone's head, no wonder people want to take a broken bowl and stab me, I'm good, not only did I not get up, but I also dropped someone's broken bowl directly, I am really polite enough.

Looking up again, Wan Peng and Ghost Thirteen had already walked forward, and they were already dozens of steps away from this cemetery.

I quickly stood up and was about to chase after me, but my steps were so hurried that I tripped over the grass on the grave, and I fell directly to the ground, and my lips were swollen and unconscious. I got up and ran forward again, but I forgot to untie the grass on my feet, and I fell again. I sat on the ground in a state of confusion, and tore at the weeds on my feet, and found them so strong that if this was not a cemetery, I wondered who had set a trap here to catch rabbits. It took nearly a minute to tear the grass off my ankles.

Seeing that I was delayed for a long time, Wan Peng finally stopped and waited for me, and when he stopped, I was a little relieved, and bowed to the grave bag that I was sitting on just now, and said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't know if you live here, I accidentally knocked off your rice bowl, you will be in a few days, I will buy you a good one in a few days, and by the way, I will honor you a few clothes." You rest, I'm leaving. ”

After saying that, he hurriedly ran to Wan Peng's side, but this time he was not tripped by anything again, and ran directly to Wan Peng's side in one go.

Ghost Thirteen also said with a narrow face: "How about it, that villa in the mountains is good, is there anyone who wants to invite you to his big conical villa to sit and drink tea." ”

I didn't feel angry and said: "Enough, you, return to the villa, it's a deserted cemetery, watching me sit in the cemetery and rest, I don't know if you remind me, you two are also interesting enough." ”

Ghost Thirteen said: "What you said is a lot wrong, first of all, the cemetery is not deserted, didn't you see that someone came in to burn paper a few days ago?" And we didn't remind you, didn't Wan Peng tell you to look at your feet?

But you know that it's a graveyard, and what are you still talking about at the grave? Do you know who is buried in someone's house? ”

I said, "Didn't you accidentally disturb people, so I have to apologize." This cemetery doesn't feel too old, so why haven't I ever heard anyone talk about it before, and there is an old cemetery in such a deep mountain? ”

Ghost Thirteen said: "It's not too deep, and you're not from this village, so it's normal to know that their graveyard is in the mountains." ”

I was just about to say that I had lived in the village below the mountain for more than ten years, when I suddenly realized that the scale of this mountain was quite large, and I had been running with the black cat and tiger for several hours, and I had long been far away from our villages and towns, which should be the graveyards of some other villages that relied on the mountains. It turned out that Wan Peng did not plan to return the same way, but chose to go out of the mountain from the nearest village.

Sure enough, after walking for a while, I saw flocks of sheep on the mountain, as well as sheep dung and eggs all over the ground. No wonder Wan Peng refused to use any magical powers, but insisted on walking out of the mountain on two legs, which turned out to be not far from the village outside. It is unimaginable that in broad daylight, if a luxury carriage drawn by two horses suddenly pops out of the treetops in the mountains, the villagers who see it do not know if they will be stunned on the spot.

Although the road was not far, by the time we reached the nearest village, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon. Ghost Thirteen seems to be very familiar with this place, directly contacted an uncle in the village, found a car to send us to the small hotel in the town, a comfortable meal, take a bath, I barely used the last bit of strength to charge the phone, I didn't even bother to turn it on, just planted on the pillow, and couldn't get up again. I really can't get up, even if there is an earthquake now, I would rather be stoned to death.

Ghost Thirteen is very generous, the three of them directly asked for three rooms, and everyone didn't interfere with each other, anyway, I was sleeping, as for what these two people did after I fell asleep, I don't know at all.

I slept in a daze, listening to the sound of mourning outside, as if there was a funeral procession passing by the window, and I don't know how this village has such a custom, but it actually buries people in the middle of the night, and blows and blows, which is really enough to disturb the people.

I rolled over, covered my ears and continued to sleep, thinking that the funeral procession should pass for a while, but I endured it for a long time, the mourning music was still outside the window, and there was a crying voice, I felt that it should be a professional crying mourner, the voice was very high, even crying and singing, the tune was more tortuous than singing, although I couldn't hear what words she was crying, but anyway, she was crying very hard, and I didn't know how much she would charge for crying.

When she cried, many people began to cry along, coupled with the beating of gongs and drums and suona, it was really lively, and I felt that my small guest room was going to be lifted by their voices and floated to the sky.

I was really noisy, and I opened the window to take a look, outside the window is the widest road in the town, the funeral procession actually directly occupied the entire road, I am afraid that there are hundreds of people, all of them are from head to toe heavy filial piety, everyone's expression is very dignified, floating paper money snowflakes, flying all over the sky.

It's such a small town at the foot of the mountain, not as big as our Guhuai Town, and I don't know what important characters died, which is worth sending men, women and children like this. As a practitioner in the funeral industry, I feel that their funeral is a bit too extravagant.

Originally, I wanted to take a second look to see what kind of person died, but the wind that was facing the funeral procession suddenly turned around and blew directly towards my window, and even a few pieces of paper money that were thrown out floated into my window and fell directly on my bed, so I quickly closed the window. I picked up the paper money very disgusted, threw it into the trash, washed my hands and went to sleep.

I slept for a while, and I felt that someone knocked on the door outside, although the knocking sound was not loud, but the knock was very persistent, dang, dang, dang, dang, when, I almost thought that there was a monk at the door who knocked on my door as a wooden fish.

I thought it was Wan Peng or Ghost Thirteen looking for something to me, and asked what was wrong, but no one answered me outside, and asked again, but no one answered, I was afraid that the voice would be too high, and then I would make noise with other tenants, so I had to rub my eyes and get out of bed to open the door.

But when I opened the door, there was nothing outside, and in the dim corridor, I didn't even see a mouse, and I don't know who was so bored and engaged in this kind of prank.

I closed the door and continued to sleep, but I couldn't fall asleep, I always felt as if someone was standing next to me, and kept staring at me, this feeling was very uncomfortable, I simply put the light on to sleep, but I still closed my eyes and felt that there was someone around me, but when I opened my eyes, the room was empty, and when I closed my eyes, I felt that the person was standing next to the trash can, and he didn't even change the position, it felt very real.

So I fell asleep facing the trash can, intending to open my eyes abruptly when I felt the man again.