I was not in the mood to talk back to Lao Mo at this time, and the hotness in my eyes once made me think that my eyes were going to be blind. Seeing that I rubbed my eyes vigorously, Lao Mo laughed twice and said, "I hate it now, and you'll know about it later." It took about four or five minutes for the hot sensation in my eyes to subside, and I opened my eyes as I got used to it.

At this point, my vision was not affected in any way, just when I was about to complain about what this thing was. Leng Buding saw a faint green gas in the air, and this green gas was beside me, like a zigzag line, until it reached the side of the corridor before it was broken. I subconsciously moved away from the range of the green line, pointed to the green line in the air and was about to speak, Lao Mo suddenly took the first step and said: "Put the heart back in your stomach, this is not the demonic energy, it is the breath left after the monster is injured." Boy, now you know this thing, right? Lao Mo said as he shook the plastic bottle in his hand.

At that time, there were traces of monsters, and I didn't have time to ask Lao Mo what was in the plastic bottle. Afterwards, I asked him about it, and Lao Mo said that it was cow tears, and people could see dirty things as long as they wiped their eyes. I am still unconvinced by this, my hometown Bazi Village raises cattle, if this thing can buy 30,000 yuan for a bottle, then my hometown Bazi Village will not be the target of poverty alleviation for a long time. Lao Mo's original words are like this: "The raw material of this thing is ox tears, and the production process is unique to the Xu family in Jiangxi, this is still for the sake of my ancestor and the Xu family, otherwise he will sell it for sixty-six thousand by outsiders." As for the kind of cattle in your Bazi Village, I don't know if you can see dirty things when you paint them with tears, anyway, keratitis can't run. ”

At that moment, Lao Mo didn't delay any longer, and after telling me a few words to be careful, he ran towards the corridor with his long sword. I also followed Lao Mo's example, holding the copper coin dagger in my hand, and then I kept up with Lao Mo's pace. Just when Lao Mo entered the corridor with his front foot and was about to follow up with his back foot, I suddenly heard my grandmother's familiar voice from my back: "Xiu Ran, why don't you go to school yet?"

Lao Mo, who was walking in front of me, seemed to hear this voice, he paused for a moment and immediately turned his back and yelled at me: "Don't look back!" It's just that Lao Mo's voice was a beat slower, and by the time he said "Hui", I had already subconsciously turned around. Seeing that there was no one in front of me, I was stunned for a moment and turned around to ask Lao Mo again, but Lao Mo disappeared in front of me out of thin air. In the next second, a cold sweat broke out, and there was only one thought in my mind at this time - it's over, it's been hit. When I had a thought, my mind went blank for a moment, and my eyes went black.

When I opened my eyes again, I was already lying on a mat, and there was a line in my ears "It turned out that the Yang family will change his name and surname, and he misses his hometown and wants to be reunited...... I heard this line hundreds of times when I was a child, and it was my grandfather's favorite to hear "Shiro visits his mother". I rubbed my confused eyes, and when I looked up, I saw my grandfather sitting at the end of the seat, and a small wooden table in front of me was playing a Kailon brand radio that was the hottest in the 90s.

I saw my grandfather shaking a fan while learning to sing Peking Opera on the radio for a while. Seeing that I was half-asleep and half-awake, my grandfather smiled at me, fanned me and said, "Xiao Ranzi, don't sleep when you wake up, get up and hum a few words with your grandfather." I was not interested in Peking Opera when I was a child, shook my head and rejected my grandfather, turned my head and swept around. The old-fashioned swinging clock was hanging on the wall with a strong ding-dong sound, and there was a picture of a great man on the side, and there were a few chickens and dogs chirping from outside, everything was so familiar.

"Grandpa, where is my grandma?" After a while, I found out that there was one less person in my previous family, and my grandfather was singing until the end of the tide, and after singing that line, he said to me: "Your grandmother went to the street to buy kelp, and stewed bones for you at night!" After Grandpa finished speaking, the singing voice on the radio rang out, and Grandpa hurriedly followed. After humming a few words, Grandpa was already dry, and picked up the teapot on the small wooden table and drank it.

"Xiao Ranzi, the second baby just asked you to go cool (swimming), but I didn't call you when I saw that you were sleeping soundly." Grandpa smacked his lips and said to me while drinking tea. I sat on the mat and was stunned for a moment, second baby? It sounds like a familiar name, but I just can't remember who it is. Grandpa looked at my tangled face, smiled and touched my head, and said, "I'm sleeping in a daze, the second baby doesn't know, the second boy next door, your Uncle Yang's youngest son, do you remember?"

Grandpa is so broken, I can only get up who the second baby is. In my memory, Uncle Yang next door was an honest and rough man, and he had two children after getting married in his later years, the eldest was a girl and the younger was a son. Because of the lack of culture, I haven't named it, so I casually called the second baby, and the neighbors in the back called the second baby and the second baby, which can be regarded as having a name. Just as I was about to get up to find the second baby, a voice suddenly sounded in my ears: "Wu Xiuran!" Wu Xiuran!"

I scurried up from the mat and looked around in horror, and my grandfather saw my vision and quickly asked me what was wrong. When I told my grandfather about the fact that someone called me my name just now, my grandfather smiled and said, "Xiao Ranzi, you are really confused, and everything in your dream is serious?" I was not convinced by this, and I heard the man's voice so well that it was like screaming around me.

Just as I was about to refute my grandfather, Leng Buding's voice sounded again, and this time I heard it very clearly. As the sound came out, my head felt like it was cracking, and countless things were shoehorned into it. I covered my head and screamed, and when my grandfather saw me like this, he quickly took me into his arms and comforted me vigorously, telling me not to be afraid. I don't know how long it took, but the pain in my head finally lessened a lot. Just when I was gasping for breath and glad that I was okay, the memories of my childhood all surfaced, and what frightened me the most was the scene of the second baby's swollen body.

It should be when I was eight years old, one night Uncle Yang suddenly knocked on my door next door, and after saying a few words to my grandfather and grandmother, my grandfather and grandmother's faces changed, and I quickly woke me up from the bed and asked me if I had seen the second baby. I had just started elementary school that year, and the school was in a big village next door, and it took me two hours to go back and forth every day, and with the homework assigned by the teacher, there was still time to play.