Hearing me get up and say go home, my mother couldn't help but be a little stunned: "Go home? Aren't you and your friends going to Pan Guanghai's house? ”

"It doesn't matter if you go or not, it's important to go home first." It is important to find the bottle left by the mysterious person, but compared to the importance of the family, it is not a fart, but it is almost like a fart, and it is self-evident which is more important.

"Don't...... Mom is still thinking that she has been discovered by you anyway, and she still wants to go with you. ”

I quickly paused and looked at her strangely and seriously.

Being looked at by me with this kind of look, my mother suddenly smiled a little embarrassed, and then explained: "It's not that my mother is not worried about you, my mother is very relieved of you now, but she is just a little curious, I want to see what you are looking for, what it looks like, and by the way, I will show you the way, you still don't know where Pan Guanghai's house is." ”

I see, I was a little relieved.

"Not only are you curious about what you're looking for, but you're also curious about your friends...... Your dad has already seen your friend, so could you discuss it with your friend and let mom meet too? Before I could speak, my mother spoke again.

I couldn't help but be a little thundered, and then I remembered that Xiao Qinghe, who had been beside me, glanced at her with some resentment.

Knowing where my grudge came from, Xiao Qinghe smiled lightly and explained: "It's not that I and the scholar deliberately didn't tell you, but we all know that my aunt didn't want you to find out that she was following behind, so she didn't tell you." ”

Yin Soul is naturally sensitive to the breath of the living, not to mention Xiao Qinghe, who has become a bad person, and the other is a general's attendant who has existed for hundreds of years, it is impossible not to find out that my mother is following behind.

So from the beginning, my mother would not be in any danger, and her every move was under Xiao Qinghe's attention.

Although it was clear that this was a kind help to my mother, I still had a feeling that I was completely in the dark.

But this is a completely well-intentioned act, how can I really blame her for deliberately hiding it from me? After muttering a couple of sentences pretending to be dissatisfied, he laughed.

There is no need to say anything, seeing that I didn't take it seriously, Xiao Qinghe retreated a little, and after a certain distance from my mother, his feet fell to the ground, and he appeared little by little.

It's similar to my dad's reaction, although I already know that there are still "friends" standing next to me that ordinary people can't see, but when I really saw Xiao Qinghe coming out of the air, my mother's expression was inevitably shocked, and at the same time a little cramped.

"Hello aunt, my name is Xiao Qinghe, I am a good friend of Li Nian, I hope that such an abrupt appearance will not disturb you." The moment the image came out, Xiao Qinghe fell generously, bowed to my mother, and smiled.

Seeing that she was polite, generous, and beautiful, not at all as eerie as the ghosts in the usual impressions, my mother immediately regained her composure, and then smiled: "No, even if you have ...... I don't have a body, but since I am a friend of my family, and I am also a guest of my family when I come, how can I be afraid of you, but don't blame us rural people for not being able to speak. ”

Without a body, this statement is a little new, obviously my mother was going to say that Xiao Qinghe is dead, or no longer a human being, and when she was about to say something, she found that it was not appropriate, so she changed her words in a hurry.

Xiao Qinghe hurriedly shook his head with a smile and said, "No, my aunt is so reasonable, but it makes me a little embarrassed, you have such a good heart, no wonder Li Nian is also very kind." ”

No mother doesn't want to hear others praise her son, my mother heard that Xiao Qinghe not only complimented her, but also praised me by the way, although she smiled modestly, but it could be seen that she was already very happy in her heart.

"That's what I said, but I still caused you trouble, such a big deal, and I still caused you to come and help."

Xiao Qinghe smiled at me, then looked at my mother and said, "Auntie, it's actually Li Nian who is helping me, not me helping him, not only this time, but he has also helped me a lot before, so these are all things I should do, you don't have to take it to heart." ”

Hearing this, my mother suddenly let out an "oh" in a half-understood way, looked at me, and didn't ask anything more.

Although I told my mother honestly about being choked by the neck, in order to make her worry less, I completely said that the incident was an accident, Xiao Qinghe's appearance was not accidental, but I had already thought about it in advance, but the accident was a while late, and the choke of the neck happened.

As for Xiao Qinghe and Yang Zhihong, I didn't say it, so when I heard her words, my mother was naturally a little confused.

Knowing that my mother is the same as my father, I will be a little nervous when I see Xiao Qinghe, after all, I am an ordinary person, in the face of this kind of thing, it is impossible not to mutter, it is already very good to have such a performance, so after they finished saying hello, they called my mother to go over there.

And in order to avoid causing her to panic, Xiao Qinghe also followed behind and walked with her feet.

After arriving outside the big iron gate of my house, Xiao Qinghe stopped on the road and stopped moving forward.

Finding that she was no longer moving forward, my mother gently shook her head and subconsciously invited her to sit at home.

Xiao Qinghe was also slightly stunned, then Ying Ying shook her head with a smile and said, "Auntie, don't worry about me, you can go back and rest by yourself, I'm okay." ”

My mother came back to her senses and remembered that Xiao Qinghe was no longer human, and she was suddenly a little messy, and she didn't know what to do.

Xiao Qinghe smiled lightly, and no longer made my mother feel embarrassed, and after nodding to her, she disappeared little by little.

With her own strength and her identity, the evil charm on the gate was so inconspicuous that I didn't notice it when I came back, so naturally it didn't have any effect on her, and she refused to enter, just out of respect for my family, and didn't want to bump into my family's luck.

After all, she is a ghost, and even if she controls it well, it will not have any actual impact on my family, and she will be taboo herself.

So after reassuring my mother and not worrying too much, I went into the yard with her.

I was a little hesitant, whether to send my mother home, continue to go to Pan Guanghai's house to find the bottle, I didn't think that she didn't plan to rest, after changing her clothes and shoes, she took the initiative to take us to Pan Guanghai's house.

Anyway, nothing else would happen, and in order to reduce her worries about me in the future, to know that I was not always taking risks, and to satisfy her curiosity, I simply agreed.

So we came to the road again, and walked to the bottom of Pan's courtyard with Xiao Qinghe.

Pan Guanghai's house has been flattened by the girl's mother's family, leaving only the hall to stop, and the mother and son can only live in a temporary shed, and the furniture and furniture are crowded with the hall, and the shed where the mother and son live temporarily are so messy that there is almost no place to put their feet. Fortunately, the pigsty at the back of the house was preserved and not dismantled.

When he came to Pan Guanghai's house, his high fever had subsided, but he was still very weak and couldn't get out of bed.

Seeing him like this, I didn't have the idea of asking anything for the time being, and after he had a weak translation, and his sick and crooked mother made it clear to him, he turned on a flashlight and walked to the pigsty in the back.

Pan Guanghai's pigsty is built on the thatched pit with wood, covered with old asbestos tiles, covered with moss, exuding a rotten atmosphere, leaking wind and rain on three sides, only the side where people go to the toilet is a brick wall, which is covered with burlap around, and the thatched toilet hole is measured, and a section of a one-meter-wide and half-person-high drill wall is built with bricks, and the grain grass is piled up on the soil slope inside.

The pen was empty, and the two big fat pigs had been killed during the funeral, and the place where the grain grass was stacked was also messy.

Seeing that this place had been passive, my nerves tensed up a little.

Just as he was about to start looking for it, Xiao Qinghe, who was following him, pointed to the low wall, and the corner where the pigsty wall met, saying that it seemed to be there.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly stepped over the latrine hole to find the place she had said.

Since Xiao Qinghe can feel it, it means that the bottle is still there.

Sure enough, after turning over the old and new grain grass in that location, and crossing the low wall and turning in, I soon found the bottle that Pan Guanghai's daughter-in-law said in the corner of the wall, in the gap between the mud floor and the brick wall.

The bottle is made of ceramic, the shape is rough and simple, like a white wine bottle, it has turned a little blackened, it looks like it is old, there is no logo, and the cap is not modern, but a blackened wooden stopper.

The moment I saw the shape of this bottle, I couldn't help but be stunned, and then my eyes widened.

How so? Although I don't know this bottle, I am not unfamiliar with the shape of the bottle.

Because I've seen bottles like this, not once or twice, but many times, right in the ......

Thinking silently in my heart that it was impossible, I withdrew my thoughts, didn't think about it anymore, strictly speaking, I didn't dare to think about it, and quickly turned my attention away.

"Although it looks exactly the same, there is no difference, but this kind of bottle is not a special thing, as long as you are willing to look for it, you can find it anywhere. So, it should, no, it must just happen that the style is about the same, nothing strange......"

After muttering secretly, shaking the bottle, and not feeling the liquid flowing, I glanced at Xiao Qinghe, and the mother who was lighting me with a flashlight behind me, and then put the flashlight in my hand on the low wall, held the bottle with my left hand, pinched the cork with my right hand, and began to pull it out.

It's almost the same as I've seen before, the cork of this clay vase is a little delicately made, the top is round and smooth, the same size as the mouth of the bottle, but the core inside is a little thinner, completely inserted into the bottle, the outside looks tight, I increased the strength a little bit, and finally my fingers were a little white, and I couldn't pull it out.

After trying hard for a while, but still couldn't pull out the cork, I simply squatted down, put the bottle between my knees and tightened it, held the bottle with my left hand, grabbed the cork with my right hand, and pulled it out with more force.

After a few seconds, I felt that the cork finally began to loosen a little, and then with more and more force, I pulled it out with a "bang".

At the same time, an indescribably pungent fishy stench also came out of the bottle, like maggots on the tarsal bones, and went straight into the nostrils.

I felt dizzy, and I almost sat down on the floor, the floor was full of cigarette butts, cigarette cases, and toilet paper mixed with urine, and the bottle almost came out of my hand, and I retched with tears.

My mother, who was standing at the position of the coarse cloth curtain, was also so smoked by this fishy smell that she subconsciously retreated a little and covered her nose with her hand.

"What is this, why does it stink so much?"

Holding his breath, he didn't dare to inhale through his nose anymore, and after a while, the terrible smell gradually dissipated, and without answering my mother, he inserted the cork back into the mouth of the bottle halfway, and after temporarily isolating the smell inside, he got up and picked up the flashlight and walked out of the curtain.

This place is cramped and cramped, and it doesn't smell good, but I don't dare to continue to study this bottle in this place.

After leaving the pigsty, stepping into the ditch, and getting closer to the shed where Pan Guanghai's mother and son temporarily lived, he took advantage of the light emitted by the shed to raise the bottle and look left and right.

Hearing the movement at this time, Pan Guanghai's sick mother also trembled and opened the curtain and walked out of the shed.

"Find, find, something?" It took a long time to intermittently ask a sentence in Chinese with an extremely jerky and awkward accent.

I only told Pan Guanghai's mother and son that they were going to his pigsty to find something, but I didn't tell them what it was, so the old lady didn't know that the bottle in my hand was what I was looking for.

Although my mother doesn't know much about the language of their ethnic group, she can still communicate simply, and she can basically understand it, but she is reluctant to say it, but at this time, no matter how awkward it is, she can only be hard-headed, so she used the same awkward accent to tell her in their family's words that she found it and it was a bottle.

As soon as she heard that she had found it, Pan Guanghai's mother was immediately relieved, and then asked us to go into the house and sit down, and the inside was brighter and more open.

With such a foul-smelling bottle, I didn't dare to break into the house casually, so I also used an awkward accent to decline Pan Guanghai's mother's kindness and squatted down in the rubble.

After taking a few deep breaths, I mustered up the courage to uncork the bottle again.

My mother and I were already prepared and inhaled through our mouths, so we didn't smell anything, but Pan Guanghai's mother, who was about to come over, was instantly smoked and took a few steps back, muttering words I didn't understand, and almost fell.

Although I resisted the bad smell, since I came to find clues, how could I really stop smelling it because of this, so after being mentally prepared, I began to try again, breathing through my nose little by little.

The strong pungent smell penetrated my nostrils again, and I couldn't help but frown, and I wanted to throw this stinky bottle far away.

But at the same time, doubts also arise.

Pan Guanghai's daughter-in-law said that although this bottle is not good-looking, the contents are very delicious and sweet, so that she couldn't help but drink a little more several times before her death, is this what she said is delicious?