When I came back last night, the old man habitually looked in the mirror by himself, but forgot about me, but fortunately I found it now, otherwise I would not have survived tonight.

"Baby, don't be afraid, I'll go see what you're being targeted by first."

The old man took me by the hand and immediately walked towards the village.

This morning, after handing over Huzi's body to Huzi's mother, because the head of the corpse was missing, it was inconvenient to bury it, so I originally promised to go out of the underwater river today to help find Huzi's head. So now Huzi's family is still setting up a mourning hall.

The old man took me and rushed directly to Huzi's house, and when Huzi's mother saw that we were coming, she was immediately anxious, and hurriedly grabbed us and asked what was wrong, looking extremely nervous.

The corpse was fished up by us, and the body was contaminated with corpse gas plus the evil qi in the river, and now the corpse is put into the mourning hall, if we are exposed to the strength again, it is easy to make a mistake, also called Chongxing, commonly known as deceitful corpse.

"Let me see your baby's body, it's okay, it's going to be fine."

The old man was about to rush inside regardless of Huzi's mother's obstruction, Huzi's father rushed out of the mourning hall, shouted loudly, and was ready to stop the old man.

"What are you going to do?"

Father Hu grabbed the old man's sleeve, hugged him in his arms, turned his head to look at me again, and his eyes suddenly turned red: "Why did you bring that little bastard here, get him out of here!" ”

"Let it go!"

The old man struggled, turned his head to Huzi's father, and roared: "Are you blinded by the ghosts in the city?" Even I dare to stop it! If you don't want the whole village to die at your hands, let me go!" ”

Huzi's father was originally working in the city, but when he heard that the child had an accident, he hurried back last night.

But when he heard the old man shouting like this, he suddenly didn't dare to move, and his hands relaxed.

The old man seemed to have a little prestige among the villagers, and when the people around him heard him shout like that, no one dared to speak.

The old man glared at Huzi's father viciously, glanced at the ice coffin where Huzi was lying, and immediately frowned.

"What's wrong!"

Seeing that the old man's face was not good-looking, Huzi's father immediately asked again: "When will you get my baby's head back?" ”

"Your baby's head is no longer your baby's, what are you looking for it!"

The old man turned his head, replied angrily, said Tiger Daddy, turned around and left, pulling me towards the river embankment.

According to our custom, the deceased cannot enter the ancestral tomb if his limbs are not complete, so he can only find a field to bury him. So Huzi's father didn't dare to offend the old man, if the old man didn't find them, they could only watch their babies buried outside.

"Old man, what's wrong with Huzi?"

Originally, I was going to call the old man, but those two words were brewing on my lips for a long time, and I just couldn't say it.

"The body is not swollen and spotted yet, there is a problem. We need to find his head first. ”

The old man took me back to his mud house, prepared yellow rice, some straw, and finally took a red thread and a little incense, and set off.

Yesterday it was an old boat that capsized, and the old man had prepared three boats, and he took me to another place and took the second boat.

Now that the time has come to night, there are still some people on the canal who are pulling the ferry, and when they see the old man coming over with a boat, they don't greet or let them go, they just go sideways, as if they look down on the old man.

I've done those ferries, they're all diesel-powered, rumbling, scary.

The old man propped up the boat and went straight to the big nest.

"Old man, was Huzi's head taken by those strange fish?"

When I think of the strange fish with the head on my head that night, I feel a pang of anxiety in my heart.

"Well, we're going to poke the fish nest."

The old man replied sullenly.

The old man was very fast, and soon he reached the big nest, and it was daytime, and the big nest seemed to have stopped, and our boat drove over, and it didn't have much effect.

The old man leaned the boat against the cement pillars, fixed the bow and the cement pillar with the hemp rope on the boat, and pointed to a mass of aquatic plants on the shore in the distance.

It was inevitable that there would be aquatic weeds by the river, but that one was extra dense, and the grass on the bank and the grass in the water grew together, and it looked like a pile of green, green, yellow and yellow weeds.

"The tiger has just died, the things in the head are not empty, the head will definitely not sink, you go and open the grass, you can see his head, and then you will scoop up the head, when you catch it slowly, there must be a lot of that kind of fish next to it, and when I hit the fish, you will catch it again."

The old man commanded from the boat, and I said yes, holding on to the concrete pillar, and jumping to the shore, which is a little high and a little steep. I jumped and fell into the mud on the bank of the river, and I struggled to hold on to the grass on the bank and climbed up for a long time.

After climbing ashore, I turned to the side of the ball of grass, threw myself on the ground, grabbed a ball of grass on the top, and began to tear it, and after tearing the turf a little thinner, I lifted it up, and suddenly I saw a hole under the turf, which was deeply sunken in, and I don't know what it was made of, it was big enough to squat in for a person, and the water inside was black, and I couldn't see the situation inside.

The river is muddy, but it shouldn't be black!

The old man didn't care what I thought, he picked up the bamboo pole in his hand with his backhand, and threw a bucket into the black hole, and suddenly there was a grunt, and a lot of bubbles appeared, and then the inside began to churn, like boiling a large pot of boiling water.

The old man picked up the pole again, and did not pay attention to bring out a little black thing, and shook me in the face, I touched it a little frightened, as if I had touched something, and when I took it to my hand, I was so frightened that I almost planted it.

I didn't expect that the black stuff in the water was actually full of human hair!

"Don't scream at me, look at it!"

The old man roared, picked up the bamboo pole again, and put a bucket into the black hole, and stirred it a few times, this time, the black thing that sank under the bottom all rushed up, and faintly, I also saw some white fish turn up.

"Beware!"

The old man probably knew that it was almost there, so he immediately grabbed the bamboo pole with both hands, and with all his might, the whole boat shook and stabbed the bamboo pole down!

The next second, I saw two or three of the strange white fish jump out, and at the same time, something hit the bamboo pole, and then a human face floated out of the water.

It's a tiger!

I was shocked, the tiger was already a little fat, this face soaked in the water a little faster, it was completely swollen, the face was bitten by the fish I don't know how many bites, all the broken skin and rotten meat were dangling outside, only the two eyes that had not been eaten were still intact, waiting for the big fight, the eyes were full of bloodshots, and when they floated up, they were just facing me, as if staring at me.

A cold sweat broke out on my back, and I didn't dare to reach out and grab it.

When the old man saw that Huzi's head was floating, he quickly reached out and carefully grabbed the bamboo pole, flicked it next to Huzi's head, and turned Huzi's head over.

It's okay if you don't turn it over, but it's terrible if you turn it over.

If I expected, the tiger's head was bitten off by the strange fish, and when I opened it, I saw that the neck that had been bitten off and was still hanging outside, was already empty, and there were four or five fish in it, crowded together, desperately burrowing into the head, as if eating the contents of it.

I felt sick to the ground, and I started throwing up as I held on to the shore.

The old man poked the tiger's head with a bamboo pole, hoping to pick out the fish, but the fish drilled out more and more, and the old man had to shout and tell me to pull out the tiger's head and shake the fish inside.

I couldn't vomit, I didn't have the strength at all, I didn't listen to the old man's shouting, I got up and rushed into the woods beside me.

I snorted behind my back, and I knew that the old man had gone into the water on his own.

I threw up into the woods for a while, turned around and came back, only to see a grave bag on the side, small, very shallow.

The embankment of this canal has been repaired three times, because every year the embankment is accumulating sediment, the river level is getting higher and higher, and the embankment is getting higher and higher, I don't know when the embankment was built, the embankment has been covered by the river, and I am now standing on the second embankment, and the river has a flat land like a belt, and this grove is on the second embankment. Every day in the spring flood, the river will cover the second embankment and reach the third embankment where we usually walk.

In other words, in late spring and early summer, my place is covered by river water, so how can anyone choose this kind of place as a cemetery?

I took a few strange steps forward and walked to the grave.

Because the water overflows here every year, there is no tall grass on the grave, only a few very low turf, and a lot of moth-eaten hollows.

I strangely walked around the small grave bag a few times, but I didn't see the tombstone, this is the lonely grave of our countrymen, and it is still in this wood, which is unlucky in itself, and the woods are very shady, so it is certainly not a good thing.

"Baby!"

The old man rushed over from behind, looked at me standing next to the lonely grave, and immediately frowned: "How did you find here?" ”

I looked up at the old man strangely, "What's wrong?" ”

"You look back."

The old man turned around.

As soon as I turned around with the old man, I was stunned, the place where I am standing now is actually half a mile away from the place where I started to fish for the tiger's head!