As soon as I heard Chen Tiannan's words, I knocked on his head, "What do you mean by heavy sex and light friends, do you think it's very unsafe for Wang Chuyao to stay here as a little girl?" ”

He stopped at me, and said angrily: "I know La, you know how much reason." ”

I smiled bitterly, didn't speak again, and led Wang Chuyao towards the thousand-year-old pine.

On the way, neither of us spoke, we both walked with our heads down.

Soon, the two of us walked up to the thousand-year-old pine, and a vague scent wafted into my nose, and to my bewilderment, there seemed to be some rancid smell in the scent, which would have been difficult to smell if it had not been for a long time with the dead.

How can there be a rancid smell?

Suppressing the doubts in my heart, I raised my eyes to see, this thousand years of pine height is a little bizarre, about three feet long, the body of the tree is the size of a medium-sized dustpan, the position of the tree pole is particularly smooth, until the position of eight or nine meters there are some branches, I shine with a flashlight, the branches are densely hung with air-dried red cloth.

"Brother Nine, what does it mean to hang a red cloth on the tree?" That Wang Chuyao asked curiously.

I casually said, "There are two possibilities, one is to pray for blessings, and the other is to coax the birds to nest here." ”

She sighed, looked up at the millennium pine, pointed to the branch on the left side, and exclaimed, "Brother Jiu, look there." ”

I was stunned, and looked along the place of her finger, and saw that there was a particularly bright red cloth in that position, compared with the air-dried red cloth around me, this red cloth was particularly dazzling, and what puzzled me was that the red cloth had two big golden characters written on it, 'Yin Marriage', and a line of small characters on the left and right sides of the Yin Marriage, because it was night, I couldn't see what the small characters were written.

"Can you read those two lines of small print?" I asked Wang Chuyao.

She nodded, staring at the red cloth with her eyes, and read: "Chen Jiu, born on March 19, 1987, died on May 29, 2006. Su Mengke, born in 1988, died on May 20, 2006, when he was ugly. ”

As soon as I heard this, my face changed drastically, and I couldn't believe what was written on the red cloth, so I asked Wang Chuyao to read it carefully. She stared at the red cloth for a while, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Jiu, that's right, it's your name written on it." ”

I was stunned, there was only one thought in my head, I died?

At that moment, I pinched my face, it was very painful, and I pinched my thigh, which was extremely painful, and the severe pain made me wake up immediately. Made, it must be Aunt Lian's ghost.

Thinking of this, I asked Wang Chuyao: "What day is today?" ”

She said: "May 30"

March 30? The red cloth was written on May 29th, that is, yesterday, and I didn't tell Aunt Lian about my birthday yesterday, which means that this red cloth is likely to be hung today, or even just now.

I took a flashlight and shone it around, and it was empty, not to mention people, not even ghosts.

Made, what the hell is Aunt Lian doing, why did she hang my birthday on a tree, and even wrote that I was dead, I was really crazy, and I was not afraid of being split by thunder.

I cursed, and prepared to take the red cloth off. After all, it's bad luck to hang on a tree, and more importantly, I'm not dead.

I told Wang Chuyao about this idea, and asked her to hold a flashlight to shine on the tree pole below, while I climbed up and took off the red cloth.

"No, have you forgotten the words of the bodyguard, he said that this thousand-year-old pine is weird." She refused my request and continued, "Otherwise, you take the flashlight and I'll climb the tree." ”

"You?" I looked at her and said, "What kind of tree do you little girl climb, and besides, you forgot that you were wearing a dress?" ”

She snorted coquettishly and scolded, "Pervert." ”

Subsequently, we discussed how to take off the red cloth, and Wang Chuyao said, find a long stick to branch the red cloth, I looked around, not to mention that the stick is not so long, even if there is such a long stick, who can lift it? She also said that it was even more impractical to find the pine nut to climb the tree, and the pine nut and the bodyguards were very afraid of the thousand-year-old pine, where would they climb the tree.

After discussing it for a while, there was no feasible solution. In desperation, I took out the previous proposal again, she shook her head vigorously, and said: "Brother Jiu, we have a locust tree in Shaoyang, which is about the same size as this tree, when we were children, we always loved to climb trees, once my brother climbed that tree, and when he came back, he had a high fever, and it was useless to send him to the hospital for injections and medicine, and finally my grandmother shouted to him for three days, and the disease was completely cured. ”

Her grandmother? Isn't it the fairy woman who faked her death?

Thinking of this, I patted my head heavily on the head, how could I forget this stubble, this Wang Chuyao's grandmother is a fairy woman, and the fairy woman knows a lot about things like trees, maybe this Wang Chuyao also knows more or less.

At that moment, I asked her, "Did your grandmother say anything?" ”

She thought for a moment and said, "Grandma said that my brother's soul was taken away by the tree spirit, and if she hadn't usually worshiped Grandma Fjo, my brother would have died." ”

As soon as I heard this, my mind was a little confused, the pine nut said that there was a bird spirit on the thousand-year-old pine, and Wang Chuyao came out with the whole tree spirit, which made me feel helpless. However, one thing I am sure of is that the thousand-year-old pine is strange, and as for whether the tree itself is strange or the bird on the tree is strange, I don't know the bottom of my heart.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Wang Chuyao frowned, grabbed my arm, shook it, and said, "Brother Jiu, don't climb the thousand-year-old pine, I remember my grandmother said, the thousand-year-old pine, the thousand-year-old cypress, these two kinds of trees can't be climbed, they will cause trouble." ”

I was stunned, there is a similar saying in our side, saying that the bigger the tree, the older it is, the easier it is to become fine, and it cannot be cut down easily, otherwise it will cause trouble.

All of a sudden, I was in a dilemma, if I climbed up to pick up the red cloth, Wang Chuyao and the pine nuts should not be bluffing, if not, the red cloth has been hanging on the tree, for a long time, my luck and body will definitely have problems, and if I don't do well, I will die, after all, this kind of thing is very unlucky.

What to do? To pick or not to pick? Do you want Aunt Lian to hang the red cloth there?

After thinking about it for a while, I didn't care about any tree spirits, bird spirits, so I shoved the flashlight into Wang Chuyao's hand and prepared to climb the tree.

"Brother Jiu, don't climb, really don't climb the thousand-year-old pine! Something will happen. She shouted with a flashlight.

I ignored her, walked to the thousand-year-old pine, looked up at the top of the tree, the red cloth hung on the left side, about eight or nine meters from the ground, with my physical strength should be able to climb that position, you must know that I climbed trees a lot when I was a child, and I am very familiar with this tree climbing thing.

I first reached out and touched the bark, it felt very cold, vaguely sticky, and pressed it hard, the bark was a little soft, as if it had been soaked by something. The strangest thing was that I smelled a faint rancid stench on the bark.