Following the fat young man, I came to a cemetery, he hid behind the grave bag, I raised the knife in my hand and let him out.

But after I finished speaking, there was no movement around me, only my aftermath replying).

I waited for a minute, and when he saw that he still wouldn't come out, I didn't intend to wait any longer, so I raised the knife in my hand, and I went around behind the graves, bowed my head and searched carefully.

The first grave bag was not, the second was not, and when I reached the third, I suddenly stepped on a soft object under my feet, and involuntarily, my steps staggered, and I rushed forward a few steps, until I touched a stone monument, and I steadied myself.

What did you just step on?

I took my phone out of my pocket, turned on the flashlight, and shone it at the spot where I had almost tripped up.

In the white light, I saw a white plastic bag, and through the surface, I could vaguely see a few breads and a few packets of potato chips inside.

This is what I sold to the fat young man, and he threw things here, he must have found out that I wanted to be bad for him, and in a hurry, he had to throw away the things in his hand.

So where is he now, even if he escapes, there should be footsteps, but I didn't hear anything just now except the crow's cry.

The light of the flashlight kept stretching into the distance, but I didn't see anything, and I was not reconciled, and shone around me again.

The white light streaked across the tomb, shook in front of the stone monument, and then shone into the distance.

I still didn't see anything, and in disappointment, I was about to put away my phone, when inadvertently, the light of my phone hit the stone tablet next to me, and I saw a young face.

I didn't care at first, I just thought it was a pity that the man was so young and just left.

But when I put my phone in my pocket, I suddenly felt that that face was so familiar, as if it was no different from a fat young man.

Taking my phone out again, I turned on the flashlight function against the tall stone monument.

Under the illumination of the white light, I could see clearly that the black and white photo on the stele was indeed the fat young man himself.

In the photo, he is exactly the same as I saw in the supermarket, wearing a gray kaftan on the first side, a pair of black pants on the next time, and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

I gasped, my hands shook, and I almost threw my phone away.

No wonder he said that it was useless to buy things back, and asked me if there was yellow paper and candles in the supermarket, he was a dead man, and of course the things in the supermarket were useless to him, what he needed was paper money to burn for the dead.

With yellow paper, it happens to be able to be woven into ingots, candles, which are used to light it, so that he can receive it underground.

Thinking of this, I only felt a thrill in my heart, put my phone in my pocket, and I hurriedly walked out.

However, as soon as I took a few steps, a pair of hands reached out from behind me and gently patted me on the shoulder.

I shuddered and couldn't help but scream.

"Don't be afraid, young man, I'm a human, not a ghost."

An old voice sounded from behind, and I turned my head to see an old man with white hair.

The old man wore a shabby tunic, and although he was old, he looked in good spirits.

"Uncle, people are scary, they will scare people to death, you came out quietly like this, and patted me on the shoulder, anyone will be afraid." After settling my mind, I couldn't help but complain.

"Huh! Young man, at night, you are turning around in the graveyard with a knife, I saw it, and I was shocked, let's settle it, and no one will blame anyone. ”

As he spoke, the old man took out a pack of cigarettes from his old tunic pocket, took out one of them, and handed it to me: "Come, smoke a cigarette to suppress the shock, this is a good cigarette, and the taste is many times better than what I smoked before." ”

I stretched out my hand to take it, looked down and saw that it was soft China.

The old man is so shabby, and the cigarettes he smokes are not ambiguous at all, which can be said to be the most high-end on the market at present.

"Uncle, this cigarette is very expensive, you better smoke it yourself!" I returned the cigarette to the old man, I suspected that he was a smoker, and would rather wear a little less and smoke the best cigarette.

Looking at my outstretched hand, the old man didn't pick it up, he smiled and said, "Don't be polite to me, I didn't buy this cigarette, I picked it up on the ground." ”

"Where did you pick it up?"

"Now, there it is."

The old man turned around and pointed to a place, then he turned his head and asked strangely, "Don't you know, why are you still asking me?" ”

I didn't answer his question, and my attention was all about the place he was referring to, the grave of the fat young man.

"Young man, why don't you answer my question?" The old man said unhappily.

I snapped back to my senses and shuddered.

I'm even more sure that the fat young man is a ghost, my things were stolen by him, and he is not a human, so no matter how much I pay attention to him, no matter how closely I monitor, I can't find any evidence of him stealing.

"What do you want me to answer?" I asked blankly.

The old man shook his head and said: "Forget it, I won't ask you anymore, anyway, you and I know that the family of the third son will often come to worship him, and the ones brought to the grave are some good things, since you also know, when we meet in the future, we will be five or five, one person and a half." ”

"Who is the little third son, and what kind of good things does his family use to go to the grave?"

"Do you really not know or are you pretending to be confused?"

The old man looked at me dissatisfied, and then he pointed to the grave of the fat young man and said: "The third son is him, and recently, his family has often come to his grave, and the things used to go to the grave are all good goods, including rice cookers, induction cookers, etc. ”

After a pause, the old man's face showed a puzzled look, and he muttered to himself: "Strange, the little third son's family is not rich, his family used to come to see him except for the New Year's holidays, why now, he runs so diligently, and the things he brings to the grave are all genuine objects, not tied with paper." ”

Hearing this, I roughly understood that the things that the fat young man stole from me, he didn't need it himself, and it was taken by the old man in front of him.

The old man thought that I had also discovered this secret, and for fear that I would be alone, he came out of the shadows and offered to share the account with me.

Glancing at the old man's shabby tunic suit, I dispelled the idea of asking him for those things back, and asked, "Old man, the little third son in your mouth, I think he is very young, how did he die?" ”

Only when I know the cause of the fat young man's death can I figure out how to deal with him, and thinking about how to deal with a ghost in the future, I feel a tingling in my scalp.

"How did you die?" The old man muttered to himself, and on his wrinkled face, a strange smile suddenly appeared, and he said, "He is dead." ”

"Sick to death?"

The old man shook his head, then nodded again.

I felt strange, and I was about to ask more, but I heard the old man say: "That's what his family said, but our whole village knows that the third son didn't die of illness, he was killed by a fox spirit in the town." ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"Once the third son went to the town for a haircut, he entered a hair salon, and in it, he met a girl named Dong Qianqian, and since then, he has been running to the hair salon every day."

"Young and energetic, that's for sure, but I can't stand such a toss every day, less than a month, the little third son, who was still fat, was as thin as a bamboo stick, lying on it, and needed someone to help him get up."

But even in this situation, he still remembered the vixen in the town, and thought of going to her. With the help of a few friends, he finally saw that the vixen still had a conscience, and when he saw that he couldn't even get up, he rejected his idea of asking for pleasure. ”

"When I returned home, the third son didn't think about tea and dinner, and the whole person was skinny, and within two days, he was dying."

Speaking of this, the old man sighed: "It's a pity, he was admitted to the university this year, and he is the only college student in our village, for which his parents also held a banquet, but before he could go to school, he just left." ”

I didn't have the heart to listen to the old man's long sighs, I was shocked inexplicably, I really couldn't imagine that the fat young man's death was related to Dong Qianqian.

After he and Dong Qianqian got along, he was obsessed with Dong Qianqian's beauty and couldn't extricate himself, and gradually, he described him as thin, which explains why I found that he was slowly getting thinner after following him.

The closer he gets to his grave, the more he will return to the way he was before he died, and he will no longer be as good as he used to be.

But he was killed by Dong Qianqian, if he was unwilling underground, then he should be looking for Dong Qianqian, how could he point the finger at me?

I was puzzled, and while I was pondering, the old man came to my side, carrying a plastic bag in his hand, and he said, "This is our harvest for today, the chips are yours, the bread is mine, young man, what do you think?" ”

These things were originally mine, stolen from my supermarket by a fat young man, but now the old man is sharing with me what belongs to me like a thief.

Glancing at the potato chips that the old man handed me in front of me, I wanted to laugh, but I couldn't laugh.

"Uncle, you can take all this, I don't need it." I said blankly.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then he didn't say anything polite to me, put the potato chips back in the plastic bag, and walked out with the plastic bag.

After walking a few steps, the old man saw that I didn't follow, he stopped, turned around and kindly reminded me: "Young man, I think you are a good person, it's not too early, go back quickly!" This place is a cemetery, and it is not good for the body to stay for a long time. ”