I asked Jiang Qixi, now that there are no four bronze beasts to suppress it, won't the dirty things under the town be wreaking havoc everywhere?

Jiang Qixi said yes.

My heart is sour, and sometimes, I would rather hope that those evil ghosts in the mountains are looking for me, not those innocent villagers.

"Don't worry, I've also fallen behind in the old ancestral hall." Jiang Qixi said lightly.

I nodded, took Jiang Qixi's hand, and walked home.

Mother brought a pot of food up, Grandma Zhou looked at it, and sighed, "Heaven is evil, although there has been no catastrophe in the past two years, the town has had a harder time than before, and somehow, there was a ghost snow all of a sudden, which wanted to force people to death." ”

I grabbed a sweet potato, hung my head and took two bites of dry rice, listening to Grandma Zhou's words, I suddenly thought of a terrible question.

If it is really a ghost snow that has closed the town for two or three months, where will the people in the town have so much food!

The people live on food, and when the time comes, I am afraid that it will cause even more terrible riots.

Jiang Qixi raised his head and broke a large piece of the sweet potato in his hand for me.

I hurriedly got up, yelled that I was full, and walked back to the house.

In Sifang Town, the snow is white, and through the wooden window, I look at the old willow tree in the yard, which has been covered with a thick layer of snow, like a dying old man, leaning on his body, unable to stand up.

After a while, Jiang Qixi walked in, looked at me, and said with some solemnity, "Chen Xichun, I went out to take a look just now, and the old well in the courtyard didn't come out of water. ”

The old well does not produce water, and the town is sealed again, there is no water, and there is less and less food, how can you live!

After thinking about it, I pointed to the snow that was still falling outside, "Jiang Qixi, can we eat the snow water outside?" ”

Jiang Qixi shook his head, "I can't eat it, since it's ghost snow, it belongs to bad water, if I eat it, I'm afraid something will happen." ”

Hearing this, I lowered my hand and sighed.

"There's something in the old well." Jiang Qixi spit out another sentence.

I was so shocked that I turned my head to look at Jiang Qixi.

"Let's go!"

Jiang Qixi took me to the old well in the courtyard. The old well, which is about ten meters deep, seems to be black and has no end in sight.

I picked up a pebble and threw it into the old well. After a while, I heard the grunt of stones falling on the wetland.

Jiang Qixi is right, this old well in my house does not produce water.

"Jiang Qixi, did you say that there are dirty things in this well?" I asked, a little worried.

Jiang Qixi was silent for a while, and said, "There should be something pressing on the water outlet." ”

Isn't that driving people to death?

"Jiang Qixi, let's go down!" I took out the lightning strike wood and gritted my teeth.

Jiang Qixi shook his head, "We don't want to go down the well until we have to." ”

Listening to Jiang Qixi, I suddenly thought of what Master Hu had told me, the old well is damp, and there are some strange little things, so I like to nest at the bottom of the well, and even more, some old wells will go straight to the hell of Yinsi, so there will be many folk tales of ghosts in old wells.

"What should I do?" I asked Jiang Qixi.

Jiang Qixi thought for a while, "Let's go, let's go to other people's houses and have a look." ”

In Sifang Town, because the water pipes have not yet been laid, basically every household will have a well in the yard.

Jiang Qixi and I looked at a few houses with hopeful expectations, and a shade slowly crept up my scalp.

In Sifang Town, it seems that all the old wells are out of water.

According to Jiang Qixi's words, in all the wells in Sifang Town, there are dirty things that suppress the water outlets.

When I got home, I went into the kitchen and lifted the head of the tank.

Luckily, there is still more than half a tank of water.

"I don't think it's easy." Jiang Qixi said lightly, "It seems that someone did it on purpose?" ”

I added inappropriately, "What the hell did you do?" ”

Jiang Qixi shook his head, "I don't know, I'm going out tonight." ”

"Why can't I go out during the day?"

"Even if the ghost snow is pressed, the yang energy is still heavier during the day."

"Jiang Qixi, I'll go with you!"

Jiang Qixi looked at me and said lightly, "No, you sleep in the house, Chen Xichun, you have to remember that you are a yin guest, and it is not easy to go out at night." ”

At night, Jiang Qixi really went out alone, carrying a small flower bag and a cotton jacket, jumped on the wall, and gradually disappeared at the entrance of the courtyard.

I couldn't sleep, so I simply sat at the head of the bed, holding the lightning strike wood in my hand, and looked out the wooden window.

The snow is still falling, day and night.

I got up a little irritably, like a troubled little old man, and walked up and down the house.

Jiang Qixi has been out for a long time and has not returned.

Tired of walking, I gasped and fell on my back on the bed.

Outside the town, there was occasionally a dog barking or two and some unrecognizable hissing sounds.

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the courtyard door, and the knocking became more and more intense.

Jiang Qixi is back?

No, if Jiang Qixi comes back, according to her temperament, where to knock on the door, go directly over the wall, or shout.

The mother in the next room heard the knock at the door, hesitated, and walked out with a jacket on.

"Who?" Mother asked.

"Me! it! ”

It seemed to be his father's voice, but there was some indescribable hoarseness.

My mother ran over with joy, and I shouted hurriedly. My mother turned her head and looked at me suspiciously.

I gritted my teeth and walked over to my mother.

"Auntie, wait a minute, you have to think about it, now that the ghost snow is closed in the town, Daddy is doing business outside, how can you come back?"

Hearing this, my mother's face also changed greatly, and she understood that what I said was not wrong, how could my father come back to the town in this situation.

"Baby, open the door." Outside, my father's shouts rang out again.

"Like...... It's really your daddy. Mother smiled wryly.

I'm not sure, in the current Sifang Town, it's so weird, if this father is also fake, like the big snake in the old ancestral hall, wouldn't it lead the wolf into the house.

"I'm telling you to open the door!" Outside the door, the father seemed to be angry and kicked the door with his foot.

My mother looked at me, helpless.

"Chun Yanzi, you are not here, open the door to Daddy!"

I frowned and asked, "Daddy, how did you come back now that the snow is closing the town?" ”

"Oh, I came back some time ago, and drank wine for a few days at the old Pengtou's house in the east of town."

"Didn't you just go out on business?" I choked my throat and continued to ask.

"I can't do business, and now it's not good, so I want to come back early."

"The pen you gave me last time was good." I said aloud.

"Hey, didn't the pen give it to Xi'er?"

Hearing this, I breathed a sigh of relief, and I was already basically convinced that the person knocking on the door outside the door might really be my father.

Otherwise, how could you even know about the delivery of pens.

Mother happily pushed the door open, and the door slowly opened.

To be honest, although I believe in my father, there is always a faint uneasiness in my heart.

The door opened, and my father, dressed in a black dress that I had never seen before, slowly walked into the courtyard.

"Daddy, this dress looks good." I said quietly.

The father smiled, "It's good-looking, your uncle gave it to me." ”

I was speechless for a while, and my uncle lived in the county seat, and I couldn't verify it.

The mother had already picked up the snakeskin bag in my father's hand and lifted it twice, but she couldn't lift it.

"What's the matter, it's so heavy." Mother complained.

I hurriedly bent down and untied the snakeskin bag, and found that it contained a bag of wild fruits.

"Your uncle gave it, I thought it was delicious, so I brought it back." Father laughed.

After a moment of silence, I stepped out of the way, and my father patted me on the head and stepped into the house.

My scalp is itchy.

"Baby, get more food, I've been hungry for a few days!" As soon as he entered the door, his father shouted loudly.

"I'll give you an egg noodle."

Mother went into the kitchen, lit a fire and got busy.

Father sat down at the table and looked back at the kitchen from time to time.

I sat across from my father.

"Okay?" Father shouted.

"It's fine, what's the hurry, I can't starve you." Mother answered.

I looked up and looked at my father, who was a stranger, and I had the impression that he was quite hungry.

After a while, my father turned his head again and shouted at the kitchen, "Okay, I'm hungry!" ”

The mother was also a little anxious, and scolded, "What's the hurry, it's like a starving ghost!" ”

Hearing this, I panicked.

Seeing that I had been looking at him, my father licked his mouth and said, "I've been hungry for a day, and I'm hungry." ”

I nodded, but my hand under the table pressed tightly against the lightning strike wood.

"Daddy, what did you bring me when you came back this time?" I asked.

Father smiled, "I was in a hurry this time, I didn't have time to pick it, next time I will bring you something fun." ”

I didn't ask, I knew that the father in front of me, as if he was really my father, knew a lot of things.

Suddenly, I had a plan.

"Daddy, is the scar on Uncle's face better?"

My uncle has no scars on his face, only macular spots.

My father tilted his head and smiled at me, not answering me.

As I was about to continue asking, my mother had already placed a bowl of egg noodles on the table.

Ignoring the heat, my father first grabbed most of the egg cake with his hands, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it.

"Slow, slow, what are you doing in such a hurry!" Mother complained.

The father ignored it and continued to eat with his hands.

"Hey, Chen Jiawang, don't you know how to make chopsticks!" The mother scolded again.

When my father heard this, he moved his hand, his whole hand was in a fist, he pinched the chopsticks, and reached into the bowl.

Not to mention that when my father used to eat, he would always call me, just saying that my father's gesture of holding chopsticks now feels weird.

"My hands hurt." The father munched on the egg noodles and said vaguely.

The mother looked at him, and did not suspect him, and was about to turn around and go to the kitchen to collect it.

As soon as he took two steps, his father had already eaten up a bowl of hot egg noodles, and shouted, "Baby, I'm still hungry, hurry up, cook more food." ”

A strong sense of unease welled up in my heart.

The father in front of me is really very strange, and I suddenly hope that Jiang Qixi will come home soon.