I shivered, and although it was winter, I could really feel that the temperature in this courtyard was a little colder than outside.

I know that this is because there has been no one walking around in the yard for a long time, and there is a lack of popularity, which is why it is so cold. It's not surprising that many of these places have a chilly feel.

This courtyard is really not small, it is a four-room house, the main house is four, the east side is two wings for firewood, and there is a poplar tree with the thickness of one person in the west, the leaves have already fallen off, and the north wind blows on the branches to make a whining sound.

"Anyone?" After saying that, I immediately realized how stupid I was, how could there be people living in this village.

Ali giggled on the side, and I was embarrassed for a while, and said, "Let's clean up this house first and see if there are still people to live in." ”。

My biggest concern is that the inside of the house will get wet, and even in winter, I will get red bumps on my body and it will be very uncomfortable. I've had that experience.

Ali didn't think as much as I did, looked around the yard for a while, and began to walk towards the house.

The door was not locked, and the first thing that caught your eye when you pushed the door in was a table of eight immortals near the north wall, with a Taishi chair on each side. I know that even now, most rural homes still have furniture like this.

When we looked at each of the four houses, there was no shortage of furnishings such as wardrobes, tables, chairs, beds, etc. There are even some clothes in the closet. It's just that both the furniture and the clothes here are old-fashioned, and they are not popular now.

I've even seen a piece of furniture called a cabinet that you might not know what a cabinet is. It was a huge wooden box of the same length as the width of the pit placed on the kang, and it was used to store clothes and quilts. Almost all of the older generation of rural people have this kind of thing on their kangs. I just don't know if it's the same across the country. In our hometown, it is called the cabinet.

When I was a child, I was very afraid of the cabinets at home, and I always thought that they were similar to coffins. But fortunately, there are fewer such clumsy furniture in every household now, and I didn't expect to see it here again.

Ali and I walked over to a few rooms, she said that she wanted to live in the house with a kang, I know that she is the little Jiujiu in her heart, this cold day, sleeping on the kang at night and sleeping on the bed are two different concepts.

However, her words are also in my heart. For one, there was a writing desk in the room where there was a bed, and I could write on it. Second, I'm a little scary about that cabinet, and it's a bit challenging to let myself sleep on that kang at night.

Seeing that it was almost noon, we found some dry wood in the wing room of the yard and burned the kang well, I don't know how many rats were burned to death in the kang hole, and I could even smell a smell of barbecue in the yard.

Ali burned the kang there, I was busy moving the things in the car to the yard, most of them were eaten, because it was winter, so there was no need to worry about mold and deterioration, Ali could think of almost all the food she could think of when she left, and there was no shortage of seasonings such as oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.

I have the illusion that this is what living at home looks like.

After cleaning up Ali's house, it was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon, and she said to cook, eat more, and stop doing it at night. I thought to myself, this girl is not very diligent.

She was busy there, and I began to tidy up the room I had chosen, first to tidy up the bed, and then to tidy up the desk. For the next month, this desk will be my workplace. The necromantic dossier is to be completed here.

The pen and ink are arranged, the paper is in order, and the place where the candles are placed is cleaned. Looking at it again, with the smell of books, I lit a cigarette and prepared the strip of Liqun I had brought with me in the drawer of my desk.

What I didn't expect was that there was a photo in the drawer.

The photo is well preserved, and it can be seen that this is a photo of a young girl, who looks like she is only ten ** years old. The girl stood on the ridge of the field, with a green wheat field in the background, she smiled sweetly, two shallow pear vortices leaked out of her face, and her skin was wheat-colored, which was very beautiful, and there was a kind of beauty peculiar to a rural girl.

I looked at it and sighed, the owner of this photo didn't know what was going on now. Looking at it carefully, I felt that this girl was a little familiar, and suddenly my heart tightened.

Because, I found that the girl in the photo looks a little similar to Ali, but I'm sure it's definitely not Ali.

Is it really such a coincidence? What is the relationship between this girl and Ali?

I write, and when I encounter something, I always give myself an explanation first, or guess it. As for whether it's right or wrong, I don't really care.

I took the photo and went outside to find Ali to ask for clarification. She was stir-frying, saw me over and said hello. Ask me how I cleaned up, do you want to help?

I shook my head and said no, it was almost there.

She smiled, didn't speak, and continued with her hand movements.

I scratched my head, I was really not used to this kind of picture. I looked at her and asked, "Do you see if the person in this picture looks a bit like you?"

Obviously, I saw Ali's hands shake a little. She stopped what she was doing, took the photo, and looked at it again.

Finally, there were tears rolling in my eyes. I'm done, it seems that this Ali really has something to do with the person in the photo.

Ali didn't cry in the end, saying that the person in the photo was her sister, who had died in the plague. He was not yet twenty years old. And in that disaster, there were thirteen people alive in the entire village, and Ali was the only girl. Probably because he felt that Li Jiatuozi had caused a plague, it was unlucky, so no one dared to marry Ali so far.

Normally, Ali stays in her own store and doesn't go anywhere. Every time it was a memorial day, she would burn some paper money and other things in the direction of Li Jiatuozi to worship her relatives.

It's not that she doesn't want to come to this Li family Tuozi, but she doesn't dare. After all, she is also a woman's family, and she still has a natural fear of such a barren village. When she learned that I was coming to the village, she felt that this was an opportunity for her to come back and see the village. So he hitchhiked with me.

After I heard her, I didn't know how to feel in my heart, but I pity her alone? Probably.

Ali silently received the photo in her arms, and I was about to comfort her a few words, but I smelled a burning smell.

It turned out that Ali was just talking there, forgetting the dishes in the pot and burning black charcoal. This little thing also brought Ali back to normal.

She smiled and said, "Originally, I was going to show my hands, but now it's okay, let's eat some noodles in the evening." ”。

The episode passed quickly, and it grew dark, and because of the power outage, we had to hold candles in the house. The dim candlelight of a bean was not enough to illuminate the room.

After eating, we each went back to our own rooms. I sat down on the stage and wrote down what happened to Ali, which would be a good plot and maybe the beginning of the next one.

After that, I began to brew about the aftermath of the necromantic file, and when I thought about it, I always felt that it was not very good. In the end, I decided to take a walk around the village tomorrow and maybe find good inspiration.

A candle was almost half-burned, and I looked at my watch and rubbed my sore temples as I prepared to go to the yard.

Turning around, he screamed out with an oops.

I saw that on the edge of my bed, Ali sat there stunned, not moving. His eyes were looking straight at me.

To say it's not scary is.

People are scary and scared to death, and this is the situation in front of them.

When did she sit there, how did I not feel the slightest bit, this person walked without making a sound

Ali was probably frightened by my screams, and her eyes rolled to me, patting her proud twin peaks.

I asked, "When did you sit there, and you didn't say a word?" Deliberately scary, you think. ”。

Ali stuck out her tongue and said, "When I came in, I saw you writing in the dragon and phoenix dance, so I didn't bother you." Who would have thought you'd suddenly turn around and startle me? After saying that, he snorted.

As soon as I heard it, hey, what does this mean, why are you still spoiled.

Although he is quiet on the surface, he is beautiful in his heart, so sit here and don't leave tonight. But he asked, "It's so late, what are you looking for me to do?" ”。

Ali was stunned for a moment and said, "I can't sleep, I want to talk to you for a while." ”。

"Say hello early when you come back next time. Sitting quietly behind me on this big night, how could I not be afraid. "I didn't feel angry.

Ali frowned, as if she wanted to say something. I saw her so unclear that she had something to say.

She thought for a moment and said, "I told you when I came today. The woman in red I saw on the street, I seem to have seen it again just now. It's on the roof of the yard. ”。 ，

Hiss....

I gasped.

Her words made my back tingle, and I didn't know if this woman had hit a ghost or if there was really a woman in red.

I forced my heart to beat wildly and asked, "What are you doing in the yard?" On this big night, you're not afraid of the cold. ”。

Ali said: "I went to burn some paper money for my parents, and when I was about to go back to the house, my eyes swept the roof casually, and I saw the woman in red." In a flash, it was gone, like a ghost. ”。

I said, are you wrong? Don't be scary, and don't look at what kind of place this is.

It's really unlucky, this girl's personality is a bit similar to Yang Xiaoqi, she says everything, and doesn't think about whether the audience can stand it.

This Li family Tuozi has been abandoned for almost ten years, how can there still be people living there, and he still uses the terrifying word ghost as a metaphor.

"Wrong? If you are wrong once, can you be wrong twice? And both times it was a woman in red, and the probability of being wrong was too low. Actually....." Ali seemed to be thinking about whether to continue.

Ali said in an extremely low voice, "Do you feel ...... We..... We had a strange feeling from the moment we entered the village? It's like ..... It's like someone is watching us all the time in the dark. ”