Instead of going out and bumping around, it's better to ask about the situation here.

I grabbed the old lady and said, "Mother-in-law, if you don't have anything else, why don't we talk......"

The old lady looked at me and smiled, "Okay." I know what you want to talk about, if you're okay in the house, would you like to come with me? ”

"A trip? Where are you going? ”

The old lady waved her hand: "Follow me, don't ask more, you'll know when you go." ”

After saying that, the old lady turned around mysteriously and walked out of the room slowly.

I saw that there were so many mysteries about this old lady that greatly stimulated my curiosity.

I followed the old lady out and asked behind her, "Mother-in-law, what do you call you?" You saved us, I can't keep my mother-in-law screaming like that. ”

"The husband's surname is a chapter, and the morning chapter is established. Just call me Zhang Po. ”

"Good. Granny Zhang. ”

I screamed, and suddenly I felt that in my experience, I seemed to have a special relationship with the old man and the old lady. Almost everywhere you go, you will meet all kinds of old people.

I thought about it, maybe it's because people have a certain age, they experience more things than young people. As we get older, so does our ability to accept such things.

In short, almost everyone I met had a veil of mystery over them, and you couldn't help but want to uncover it.

This Granny Zhang is no exception, and in her, there seem to be more mysteries to be solved.

Granny Zhang took me out of the house and saw that she had walked into the room again. That's where things are boiled.

I didn't understand what she meant, but she came out of a corner of the room with a bucket.

The bucket was a wooden bucket, and it handed it to me, "Take it." ”

I took the bucket. Granny Zhang pointed to the stove again: "Go over, fill this bucket." ”

"Oh." I answered, went over and picked up the spoon, and scooped the soup from the pot into the bucket.

During the time we were away, the fire under the stove never stopped. So what's in that pot has been boiling like this.

At this time, I saw that the soup in it was at least half less than just now. But the disgusting sourness was even stronger.

When I stirred it with a spoon, I found that the original hard lumps of flesh in it seemed to have been boiled by the soup, and only some particles the size of ping-pong balls remained. But I don't know what those things are, on the surface they are far less smooth than a ping pong ball, and they look potholed.

Granny Zhang instructed me to scoop out everything in the pot with a spoon and put it into the barrel.

"Carry it, come with me."

Granny Zhang gave the order, and I picked up the bucket. This bucket is not small, it is full of soup, and the portion is not light. I also try to keep my balance so that the soup doesn't spill out. It's a lot of work.

I carried the bucket behind me and asked, "Granny Zhang, if we are not here, will you carry this bucket yourself?" ”

Granny Zhang snorted coldly and asked rhetorically, "Otherwise?" The old man isn't there, me

Who else can be counted on? Counting on ghosts? ”

Granny Zhang's casual words made me listen to a thrill.

This sentence doesn't sound like much to ordinary people, maybe it's a whining sentence. But on this occasion, it always feels awkward to talk about ghosts.

I thought about it, there are too many strange things in this big mountain. Maybe having a ghost is not an uncommon thing for Granny Zhang.

Granny Zhang led the way in front, and when we arrived in the courtyard, we took off the lantern hanging on the pole, and carried the lantern, and soon we went around these grass houses, looking at the direction of the back mountain.

The trail was rough, and I had to adjust with every step. Even so, the soup still overflowed a little.

Granny Zhang seemed to have long eyes behind her, and quickly turned around and scolded, "Be careful." I can't do this job at a young age. Don't let what's inside spill out, you know? ”

"Ugh." I answered verbally, and I was very unconvinced. If I hadn't carried such a heavy bucket, you, an old woman, would have been able to ensure that the water in it didn't overflow a little?

But I didn't dare to say that in this realm, I really didn't dare to offend this old lady.

Even though it's late at night, the temperature here is very low. I was carrying this bucket and was sweating profusely. You can imagine how much work this is.

The road is a small path, and it looks like it is stepped on by people. The grass on both sides was as tall as a man, and the short ones were knee-high.

On the road under our feet, the grass was trampled on, and a thick layer was stepped on, like a carpet.

I peeked a few times to the side, and through the wild grass, I could faintly see a lot of wild graves appearing. And what is terrifying is that on the top of the wild grave, there seems to be something moving, running up and down. The thing couldn't be seen clearly, only the outline of a black shadow, which looked like a wild monkey.

My hands trembled, and some soup spilled out.

Granny Zhang shouted in front of her in a low voice: "Don't look around, follow me." Spill a little more, and don't follow me. ”

I didn't dare look any further, but the dark shadow on the grave still lingered in my mind from time to time.

I was already a little sour carrying the bucket in my arm, I really couldn't imagine how Mrs. Lu would carry such a big bucket of water here if no one helped?

Fortunately, after walking a short distance, Granny Zhang finally stopped.

I looked up and saw that I was in an open field.

In the middle of the venue, a huge earthen bag appeared, which was seven or eight meters high, and you had to look up to see it, and the area was not small.

It didn't look like it was naturally formed, but it looked like it was artificially accumulated, and it looked like half a hill.

There are a lot of large and small stones scattered on the dirt bag, so it looks like a stone mountain from a distance...... No, more like a stone tomb. Because the outline of the dirt bag is about the same as the grave.

Granny Zhang ordered me to put the bucket on the side of the stone grave, and I rubbed my arm and watched as Granny Zhang inserted the lantern in her hand

In the gap between the two stones, he beckoned to me and led me to a thick bush next to me.

We were ten meters away from the stone grave. But because there was no shelter here, the moonlight was just enough to pour down and shine on the stone tomb. The stone on it glowed with a blue-white halo, which looked particularly strange.

(End of chapter)

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