Chapter Ninety-One: Speculation on the Identity of the Filth

I asked a barrage of questions, full of regret that I had agreed to come.

I thought that when I came over, I would talk to Meng Miaolin, and let him set up an altar for me to go to the filth, and cut off the karma with the filth.

But now that he let me go to meet that filth in the middle of the night, wouldn't that put my life at risk? I became more and more convinced that they had tricked me into coming and sacrificing me so that the villagers would not be disturbed by this filth in the future.

Meng Miaolin repeatedly reassured me, saying that he would definitely accompany me at night and protect me. But I just didn't agree to cooperate, I always felt that this matter actually had little to do with me, and I didn't need to wade into this troubled water.

In the end, Meng Miaolin couldn't resist me, gave me a charm, and said to me: "Since you don't want to come out of this karma, then you should be more careful in the future." ”

Meng Miaolin still said as if he was helping me, which made me a little uncomfortable, but I still took the talisman, thanked him, and left.

Ding Xiaomo followed me out of Meng's house.

She chased after me and asked, "Are you really not going to cut off the karma with that filth?" ”

I smiled and said, "If I can really break it, it's good, if it keeps and I lose my life, then I choose to save my life first." ”

"Speaking of which, this filth has never hurt anyone, maybe it's really the second cousin!" Ding Xiaomo seems to have been led into a dead end by me and can't get out.

"Didn't Meng Miaolin say it, that filth is definitely not a human, so don't be led astray by me." I comforted Ding Xiaomo casually.

Because to be honest, I think my own conjecture is bold but not impossible, but there are many things that don't make sense, and I don't bother to think about it. So Meng Miaolin said no, I didn't think it was.

It's just that Ding Xiaomo still didn't give up: "When you say this, I thought about it, it seems that the clothes worn by that filth thing are very similar to those of the second cousin." ”

I don't think so, because I think in this township, men of Meng Miao's age are dressed similarly.

So I persuaded her in turn: "Meng Miaolin told me that when that filth came out at night, it had green eyes, ten fingernails and two fangs that humans don't have. Look at Meng Miao, where is this like this? ”

"Maybe he's like that only at night!" Ding Xiaomo still kept her mouth shut, "Anyway, I think the second cousin is very sick this time, as if he has been poisoned." ”

When Xiao Mo said this, I suddenly felt that there seemed to be a little déjà vu, but I couldn't remember it for a while.

I didn't try to persuade her again, so she continued to mutter, "You know, I heard Mengjian say that his father started to vomit green water every morning after waking up, and he vomited more and more every day. Do you think it's like poisoning? If you don't know what, you will be poisoned by a zombie, and you will become a zombie at night, and you can recover during the day. ”

I didn't answer Xiaomo's words, and I was thinking about what made me feel a little familiar.

Ding Xiaomo saw that I didn't answer, and continued: "Cha Cha, you see, the body of this second cousin is not as good as day by day, could it be that the poisoning is as deep as a day, and soon he will completely become a zombie and can't wake up." ”

"Ah, I remember."

My sudden yelling startled Xiao Mo.

I apologized to her and asked her urgently, but I remembered what I told her about how the parallel time and space Meng Miaolei died.

Xiao Mo nodded and said, "I was killed by Yu Qiaoqiao's life and death Gu." ”

"Do you remember when I told you how the hospital came to its conclusion?"

"Said it was poisoned." After Ding Xiaomo said this, she seemed to realize something, and then asked me, "Do you mean that Meng Miaoli may have been poisoned by Yu Qiaoqiao's life and death Gu to be like this?" ”

"If that filth is really a mist, it's not impossible. The Golden Silkworm Gu of that time and space hurried back to save his master, so he killed Meng Miaoji within seven days. But Yu Qiaoqiao here died before she survived for seven days, so the Golden Silkworm Gu must be torturing him slowly. ”

Ding Xiaomo nodded frequently, seemingly agreeing with my speculation.

However, there is one thing I don't understand.

If the Golden Silkworm Gu had to slowly torture Meng Miao, so it would take him a long time to die, but it shouldn't have started to attack so late. Shouldn't it have started early in the morning and tortured slowly, slowly?

It's only been about ten days since the township started to make trouble with this filth, but in the long days before these ten days, why didn't the Golden Silkworm Gu have any power at all?

"If it's really the second cousin, do you want to meet him tonight?" Ding Xiaomo asked bluntly.

If it is really a mishap, for the sake of the face that I owe him a favor for the matter of the soul contract, I should also go to visit. But it's okay to visit Meng Miao, let me go to meet that filth at night, I will definitely not do it.

"You take me back to Meng Chuan's house to put my luggage first, and when Meng Miaoli comes back from the hospital, let's go to his house to see him."

"You just don't want to see that filth at night, do you?" Xiao Mo said very directly.

Sometimes she talks like she's holding a knife and stabbing you in the body.

I glanced at her and said, "What if that filth isn't a mist?" I'll send it to the door automatically, isn't it idiotic? ”

"But that filth has never hurt the villagers! Actually, you don't need to be afraid! ”

"But his mouth keeps calling my name, maybe he has no interest in anyone else, just wants my life? There is only one life, I'd better take it easy! ”

This time, Ding Xiaomo didn't say anything anymore, and obediently took me back to Mengchuan's home.

Meng's mother's complexion was much better than when I left, and I am afraid that knowing that Xiao Mo had her son's posthumous child in her belly, she felt a lot more comforted.

When she saw me, she was still very courteous and said to get me something to eat.

Mengchuan's home is not much different from the last time I visited, the only difference is that there is an extra photo of Mengchuan next to the photo of Mengchuan's father on the wall. He smiled so brightly, so sunny, and his face was still so vibrant, but he just left.

I asked Ding Xiaomo: "Meng Chuan is still on Wei Geteng's body, is he?" ”

Ding Xiaomo nodded.

I asked him again: "Did he use Wei Geteng's body to call or WeChat contact?" ”

Ding Xiaomo shook her head, her eyes were red.

I knew I might have lost my words, so I stopped talking.

After a long while, Ding Xiaomo herself said that Meng Chuan often gave her dreams, and they could often see them in their dreams.

I felt like something wasn't right, but I couldn't tell.

At this time, Mother Meng brought the small snacks she had made for us to us, and after Ding Xiaomo and I thanked her, we began to eat them.

Mother Meng said politely that she knew that I was coming, and she would dry the quilt outside for me, and it was almost time for me to collect it.

Then he went to collect the quilt for me in a hurry, and brought it into the room to make my bed.

I looked at her busy back and felt a little sour in my heart, and I couldn't help but think of my grandmother.

The pain of the white-haired people sending the black-haired people, although it seems to outsiders that time can slowly calm down, but in fact, only they know how much pain they are suffering in their hearts.

Time is always calmed down by external behavior, because life always goes on, and people always have to move forward.

However, time will never heal the pain in my heart, never.

After I finished my snack, I walked into the room where Mother Meng made the bed and chatted with her for a while. I didn't dare to mention Meng Chuan, all she said was the baby in Xiao Mo's belly, and the smile on her face was really sweet.

After chatting for a while, I looked at it and saw that it was past five o'clock, thinking that Meng Miaoli should also go home, so I went to his house with Xiaomo.

There was a car parked at the door of his house, and the door was also hidden, so he thought he should be back.

As soon as we entered the door, we saw Meng Jian carrying Meng Miaoji upstairs.

It turned out that he had just come back, and it seemed that it was a coincidence.

We went up to help hold up a little Meng Miao, and Meng Jian looked back to see that it was us, and the deep brows on his face seemed to stretch a lot.

He carried Meng Miaoli upstairs on his back and said to me: "The doctor said that these medicines don't seem to work very well now, and his condition has been deteriorating and cannot be controlled. They also suggested that we go to the hospital in the big city, when are you going back? We'll go back with you. ”

"I'll probably have to stay a few more days."

"Can you get back soon?"

Meng Jian's voice seemed to be a little begging.

I've known him for so long and I've never seen him speak in such a tone.

He said: "The doctor said that my dad's condition deteriorated very quickly and could not be delayed. ”

I looked up at the mist on his back, and he seemed groggy and a little unconscious.

"Okay, then I'll go back with you in three days." I thought that this would be regarded as fulfilling the promise I made to Meng Miao.

Meng Jian was very happy and thanked me with a smile.

After he went upstairs, entered the room, and put Meng Miaoxi on the bed, Ding Xiaomo and I pulled him out of the room and told him all our previous guesses.

He was shocked, but at the same time extremely resistant, saying that his father was definitely not that filth.

I asked him, "Your mother usually lives at your grandfather's house, but you live with you, do you hear anything at night?" ”

Meng Jian held his mouth and said that he had slept very hard at night and had not heard any movement.

"Don't resist, we're not saying that your father must be filth, we're just worried that he will be harmed by the Life and Death Gu."

I think that if there is a lot of movement, Mengjian will not sleep like he said and don't know anything. I think he just resisted us and said that his father was filth, just like Meng Miaolin's statement that contradicted us, so I focused on life and death Gu.

But Meng Jian always insisted that he really didn't hear anything, and he really slept to death. But if there was anything strange, it was raining heavily one night, and the next morning he went into his dad's room to find his dad's shoes covered in mud.

"So your dad did go out that night?" I asked excitedly.

"Theoretically, it did, because it didn't rain during the day and his shoes weren't dirty when we came back from the hospital."

"Looks like we're probably right." Xiao Mo was also a little excited.

"Maybe it's just sleepwalking? My dad seems to have had this problem when he was younger. "Mengjian may have been so happy to see us and poured a basin of cold water on us.

"Well, I see what you mean, our guesses are always guesses, and we'll figure it out. Either we don't sleep tonight and stay at the door of your father's room. "I propose so.

Meng Jian nodded in agreement.

The three of us pushed the door again to go in and look at Meng Miao, but we found that Meng Miaoli was not in bed.

Meng Miao's room was not very large, and we looked around, but we didn't see him.

Where will he go? The window was closed, and the three of us were standing in the doorway, and we didn't see him come out.

At this time, suddenly Ding Xiaomo shouted: "Look! ”

We looked in the direction of her finger and realized that there seemed to be something under the bed.

We were stunned when we ran over and pulled out something that was exposed like a twig.