"Don't listen, don't look, hurry up!" Jiang Yue whispered.

"Second brother, he's calling my name and calling me Sangou!" Sangou is a well-known wild gall fat, and his voice is actually a little uncomfortable at this time.

grabbed Jiang Yue, and didn't let him continue to move forward.

"Second brother, it's the soup, it's the soup that calls me!" Sangou was even more panicked.

"Who's the soup?"

"Tang Youqing's son in the village, a few years ago, he asked the bear blind man to take it and gnawed off half of his head. ”

As soon as Sangou reminded him, Jiang Yue suddenly had an impression.

He rarely goes back to the village on weekdays, but he has heard of this tragic story. According to villagers who had searched for the body at the time, the child had died a terrible death, and most of his head was missing when he was buried.

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Yue's whole body suddenly felt cold.

Without saying a word, Jiang Yue picked up the three dogs and left. But the three dogs did not cooperate, kept fluttering, covered their ears with their hands, kicked their legs, and shouted hoarsely.

"I didn't see your head, I didn't. Soup, your head is eaten by a blind bear. ”

At Sangou's age, he was determined to not cooperate, and Jiang Yue really couldn't bear him. I had to put it down, but the yellow paper had been burned out, but fortunately, I still had half a pack of cigarettes in my pocket.

He took out three of them, nodded them vigorously, and bowed three times to the void.

"Each has its own owner, don't seek the innocent. Yin and yang are different, each taking its own path......"

In this case, like the one that Sangou bumped into, either the yin person took the yang road, or the yang person mistakenly crossed the yin road.

Before the three cigarettes were halfway burned, the three dogs slowly calmed down. Although there was still a look of horror in his eyes, it was already within the normal range.

Jiang Yue followed the frightened eyes of the three dogs and used a hoe to clear the grass, but it was a mass grave.

There was a living creature arching in front of a small grave, and when you got closer, it was a yellow skin. There is an earthen tablet on the edge of the tomb bag, and there is a faint word for soup.

"Where is the soup buried?" Jiang Yue asked.

Sangou shook his head in disagreement: "He is the same age as me, and they used to play together when they were young. He was only seven years old when he was taken away, and I was buried at my sister-in-law's house in the town, and I don't know where to bury him. ”

The yellow-skinned man was surprisingly evil, not only did he not avoid seeing people, but he turned his head and looked at the two brothers, and faintly seemed to nod, as if he was greeting.

"Let's go. Jiang Yue only felt that there were evil sects everywhere today, and he didn't want to stay longer for a second.

On the rest of the way down the mountain, the three dogs changed their previous chatter and were sullen.

It wasn't until the bottom of the mountain that Sangou muttered: "Second brother, do you believe it or not?" It was Sangou who was calling me just now, and he waved to me with half of his head on his head, asking me if I saw half of his head!"

Jiang Yue wanted to reprimand two sentences, and organized the language for a long time, but he always felt pale and powerless.

"Three dogs, Qingming tail, lonely souls and wild ghosts have no home to return. Maybe the soup is lonely, and there is no one to sweep during the Qingming Festival, so I will say hello to you. ”

After Jiang Yue finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself, how could he comfort the child so much?

Unexpectedly, Sangou suddenly smiled: "Second brother, that is, you can believe me." If you tell it to your sister-in-law or eldest sister, you have to slap me in the face. ”

Get!

This child's brain circuits don't look like normal children, how do they look like they need comfort? Those unnutritious soup words may not be used in him.

As soon as the brothers talked about it, the depressing atmosphere suddenly relaxed a lot.

Jiang Yue was about to speak, when he suddenly dragged the three dogs.

Almost at the same time as the three dogs staggered forward, a big white cat sprang out of the grass where he had been standing, even in broad daylight, the two green eyes were eerie enough to make people creepy.

Fortunately, the big white cat's swooping action was not aimed at them.

At the other end of the grass, there was a big snake coiled at some point, the triangular head was raised high, and the snake hyacinth couldn't stop swallowing at the big white cat, obviously in a first-level combat state.

But it is a spearhead pit viper, called turtle shell flower in the local area, which is highly poisonous and extremely aggressive!

In front of the Nine Mile Pavilion, the white cat fights the pit viper.

Another terrifying and bizarre scene.

From a purely biological point of view, cat and snake fights are not unusual.

But in a place like Jiuli Pavilion, which is itself a god and a god, it is a big white cat and a green pit viper, and if it falls in the eyes of the Yin and Yang family, it is definitely a big deal.

What is the saying?

The white tiger fights the green dragon, and the heaven and the earth have to poke a big hole!

Sangou Tian is not afraid of the ground, although he was shocked by the soup just now, he is forgetful, staring at this dragon and tiger fight at the moment, watching it with relish.

This time, Jiang Yue did not give in, and dragged the three dogs away.

Seeing that the second brother's face was a little scary, Sangou seemed to be aware of it, and he no longer insisted, although he was reluctant, he still followed Jiang Yue and walked back.

It's just one step and three turns, and the energy of eating melons and watching the excitement, how does it seem like I have just been scared?

"Second brother, wait a minute. ”

After walking 100 meters, Sangou was out of trouble again.

"This is not a big gold mountain, don't make any more trouble. ”

The three dogs opened their mouths wide and stared blankly at the Jiuli Pavilion that had fallen behind them.

"Second brother, look, is the girder of Jiuli Pavilion broken?" Sangou, who has always been arrogant, didn't have the slightest hippie smile this time.

The Kuri-tei is a wing-like structure with a high middle and low sides. The girder in the middle is like the backbone of a person, and the rafters on both sides of the girder are like ribs.

A broken girder means that the backbone of the building is broken.

Jiang Yue looked at it, simulating the Jiuli Pavilion where the Vermilion Bird flapped its wings and took off, the top really sank a little, and the posture of flapping its wings and flying was obviously not as stretched as before, but like a sickly Vermilion Bird.

Looking from a distance, there was a faint blue and black aura above the Jiuli Pavilion, looming, shrouded in the sky above the pavilion like a lid.

If you want to be far-fetched and expand a little bit of association, that blue and black qi is like a heavy hammer, hanging high above the Jiuli Pavilion!

"What's going on? Strange things happen every year, but how special is today?"

This Jiuli Pavilion has gone through so many years of ups and downs and has been standing.

It's good, why is the girder broken?

Although Jiang Yue does not fully believe in yin and yang feng shui, he is influenced by his family tradition, and his awe of the natural destiny and the situation of heaven and earth is true.

This pile, one by one, appeared one after another.

Something is clearly wrong!

The biological mother falls into a dream, the photo frame falls to the ground, the female shadow in the flower skirt, the paper money is flammable, the soup is looking for the head, the dragon and the tiger fight, and the Vermilion Bird breaks the spine......

Usually, even if you encounter one of them, it is absolutely appalling.

Although Qingming is indeed a special day, in just a few hours, it is like a serial drama, episode after episode, and there are no advertisements in between.

To say that it is all a coincidence, it is completely unreasonable.

Along the way, I saw that the second brother was preoccupied, and the third dog seemed to understand whether he understood or not.

"Second brother, are you worried about the soup? The elders said that when they bumped into something unclean, they burned paper, lit incense, and bowed three times. The soup was good to me when I was alive, and he couldn't pester me when he died. ”

Sangou's thoughts are very simple, and in his cognition, he doesn't know what dragon and tiger fight, and Suzaku breaks his spine.

The soup matter, he just regarded it as an accident.

From childhood to adulthood, who hasn't bumped into a few evil things? What's more, the local folk ballads have said that at the end of the Qingming Dynasty, lonely souls and wild ghosts have no home. This folk rumor has been passed down from generation to generation, and Sangou has listened to it since he was a child, and he has long had a psychological presupposition.

Therefore, although this matter is evil, Sangou only treats it as an isolated incident and does not think much about it, and he does not have the ability to think much at his age.

In other words, Sangou understands the shape slightly, but does not understand the analysis of the potential.

If the first few things are just "shapes" and belong to isolated individual events, then the dragon and tiger fights and the Vermilion Bird breaks its spine, which faintly pulls a certain momentum.

Of course, this is just a little instinctive premonition of Jiang Yue based on his family history.

Premonition is a premonition, involving the general trend of heaven and earth, and personal strength is like a drop in the river and sea, I am afraid it will not play a big role.

Seeing that the second brother didn't talk, Sangou was not annoyed, and said in pieces: "Second brother, is that snake just now a green-skinned turtle shell flower? I'm afraid it won't have more than a dozen catties? If you catch it back and stew it on the big stove, it will definitely be beautiful." ”

Sangou is a mountain village baby, and he has the fierceness of the mountain people in his bones.

There are only two survival logics in the life of traditional mountain people: either conquer nature or be conquered by nature.

Catching snakes in a stew pot is nothing more than the unpretentious daily life of the mountain people.