Chapter 12: Not the Graveyard of the Dead
Wu Zhen's words made me even more nervous, carefully bypassing this building, there is a long road behind the building, surrounded by dense dry trees, and there is no sunlight today, the farther I go, the more I feel that the weather will be darker and darker.
"Isn't that it?"
I asked in a whisper, and Wu Yan answered, "Go further, you should be there." ”
I don't know how long I walked, but at this time, in addition to the trees, there were more standing rock pillars separated from each other, and from a winding path, it was a hillside, and there were a few rows of plum trees on the hillside, and a few pines and cypresses, and a large tree that could not be named, all of which seemed to be silent, as if they were whispering, or welcoming something.
When I finally reached the hillside, I was out of breath, and when I looked up, I saw that this place was simply too big, not to mention a small hillside, it was simply a hill one after another, with dry branches crossed and clustered, and the dry and sparse leaves were withered and slightly slanted, swaying with the wind. Nearby, the wall is towering, and the broken wall layer seems to be about to pounce on people.
The mountains here are completely devoid of masculinity, and the whole area here exudes a dead air in every crevice.
"That's it."
Wu Jing also looked tired, his face was a little pale, and he put down his backpack, "It's past nine o'clock now."
Wu Zhen looked up at the sky, and then at the watch on his wrist, which seemed to be adjusted, and I wondered, "What are you doing?" ”
He smiled, "You don't understand, come, you take three pieces of paper money, rub them open, put them on your chest, keep walking, stop when you reach a place where there is a strong cold wind blowing paper money, and that is his grave." ”
According to Wu Kai's words, sure enough, there are so many mountains, but under the smallest mountain, there are three sticks of incense.
But is it a grave? It's just a small hill, and there is nothing left except three incense sticks.
"Hurry up and burn, burn and leave!"
Wu Zhen took out all the paper money, and the rune paper was pasted on the mountain.
"We don't know each other, I burned a lot of paper money for you today, I hope you won't be pestering me, if you are short of paper money, then just tell me in a dream, don't scare me, I'm cowardly......"
I knelt on my legs and whispered.
"What are you muttering! You want to burn paper for him all the time during the holidays! ”
Wu looked at me speechlessly, "You talk too much, just leave when you're done." ”
“……”
After burning, I patted the soil on my knee, and the paper was burned quite smoothly, and Wu Jing just walked to the back of the white building, I suddenly heard someone talking, and my feet immediately grabbed Wu Jing, "There are people outside!" ”
Wu was stunned for a moment, "What?" ”
I pointed to the front of the building, Wu frowned, poked his head cautiously, turned around and whispered, "How do you know that there is someone?" ”
My eyes widened, "The voice of someone just spoke......"
Wu Zhang's face turned pale and he grabbed my wrist, "Go!" ”
Walking to the front of the building, there was no one, but the smell of incense in the air was heavy, and the incense of the stone incense burner was actually broken! Half of it was stuck in the ashes, and the other half fell to the ground.
I pulled Wu Zhen's arm, "What's wrong?" ”
I remember that Wu Jian stared at the stone incense burner for a long time, muttering to himself, "Unlucky......"
After that, when Wu Zhen and I planned to jump over the pit again, we didn't expect that Wu Zhen was about to cross over, but his face changed suddenly, and his whole body fell into the pit, fortunately, the pit was not very deep, but one of Wu Kai's legs couldn't be dragged, and he couldn't use any strength, and after this meeting out of the skull forest, Wu Zhang's left leg was not as sharp as before, and he walked on a slight slope, although he couldn't see it if he didn't pay attention, but I could see it.
Since the incident with Grandpa Wu, I have felt very guilty, and seeing that Wu Jing actually had such a thing, I remembered Grandpa Wu's words and became more and more guilty.
A few days later, I went to visit Wu Zhen, and he was still smiling at me, but Grandpa Wu snorted coldly when he saw me, turned around and left.
And when he was having dinner with Wu Jing that day, he said that he hadn't heard anyone speak at all that day in the Skull Forest, and he was very sure that there could be no one at that time.
"But I really heard it."
Wu raised his eyes to look at me, "Then did you hear what was said?" ”
I frowned, "The voice that day was very low, and the speed of speech was very fast, and I really didn't hear what was being said." ”
The sound seemed to pass by with a 'sting'.
"How can anyone talk in a place like that?"
Wu Zhen said, glancing at me from time to time, "How can a normal person go to a place like that?" ”
In fact, I did hear someone speak that day, but Wu Zhen didn't.
"Bei Nuan, you are not light..."
Wu looked at me with a smirk.
I was silent, thought for a moment and said, "But you forgot, there has always been incense in the stone incense burner we saw before, and someone must have been giving incense." ”
Wu Zhang's face was slightly gloomy, he put down his chopsticks, and raised his eyes to look at me, "At first, I thought so too, but after I left, I slowly felt that maybe I wanted to deviate from it from the beginning, and the one who incensed the dead was not necessarily the living......"