I know very well in my heart that Lao Luo, who grew up with me and taught me to read and write, will definitely not be a ghost, he can stand under the sun, and he can carry me to the market to buy sugar gourds, if this is a ghost, wouldn't it be a ghost fairy?

I let out a cold sweat, suddenly felt a chill in my back, a few thoughts popped up in my heart, and my brain was "buzzing".

I tried to tie everything together, but came to a conclusion that made me break out in a cold sweat:

Seventeen years ago, the mountain behind Niuzigou exploded and landslided, and the villagers said that it was because they wanted to dig the mountain to build the road, but now I understand that my grandfather and the whole village labor force did not go to open the road, but to dig the grave and dig the bucket.

But then there was an accident in the tomb, which led to the catharsis of the flash flood, and the grandfather had to retreat, and then my grandfather was taken away by the people from the police station, and then I never saw him once, three days after the incident, I received the news that my grandfather hanged himself, and it was also at that time that I met "Lao Luo" for the first time.

However, the deceased second master and Professor Yang are very sure, saying that grandpa is not dead, but he has disappeared, and he doesn't know where he went, will it be ......

Ge Zhuang also thought of it with me, and said with a miserable face, "Could it be that the 'Lao Luo' who returned to Niuzigou and raised you later was actually your grandfather who changed his skin and pretended?" He never left you until you were an adult......"

I said flatly, this is impossible, do you think to write about fasting? Can a living person still change skin? What does my grandfather look like, what does Lao Luo look like, I can't tell the difference? Unless there really is a disguise in this world! Ge Zhuang smiled bitterly and said Little pumpkin, you and I have seen the curse under the thousand-year-old curtain, what is impossible about the disguise technique?

I still can't accept this speculation, saying that this can't be the truth, the dead fat man of Malegobi, don't disturb the morale of the army here, how can my grandfather change his skin and go back to Niuzigou, this is completely the plot of martial arts novels!

Ge Zhuang was much calmer than me, he said little pumpkin, what do you think, why did Lao Luo stick to the chaotic wind slope for more than ten years? There is also Niu Lao Er found the Shen Yin Wood in the back mountain, and later took the people from the county up the mountain, but died in a daze, we have not found out the reason for this until now, could it be your grandfather who did it?

I said is it possible? If Lao Luo is really my grandfather pretending, he stayed in Huishui Bay to raise me as an adult, I can understand this, but Niu Lao Er and the staff in those counties have no grievances with my grandfather, why do you want to kill them, and pretend to be haunted?

Ge Zhuang's face was solemn, and he said to me in a very deep tone, "Perhaps, the old man didn't want to leak the news of the Niuzigou tomb, so he had to do it?" ”

He added, "There is also a suspicion, that is, the time when Lao Luo left Niuzigou after retirement is very close to the time when Niu Lao Er found Shen Yin Wood in the back mountain, and it is also because of that wooden board that it will lead to so many incidents, so will it be, the Shen Yin Wood found by Niu Lao Er did not fall from the mountain, but was ...... by your grandfather to the grave."

I said fatty, you've watched too many detective movies, what basis do you have for saying that? Ge Zhuang smiled bitterly and said that I have no basis, everything is just speculation, don't you think it's strange? The wooden plank that Niu Lao Er picked up was obviously pulled out of the coffin, and the coffin was obviously in the water, how could the wooden plank go back to the back mountain? Unless someone brings it out!

My mind was in a mess, and I crouched down with my head covered. If Ge Zhuang's speculations can be true, it means that before we went to the tomb for the first time, "Lao Luo" had already moved the underwater floating coffin, and it was precisely because of that floating coffin that everything that followed was introduced.

I took a few deep breaths, tried to empty the chaotic thoughts in my mind, looked up and lit a cigarette, and said that according to your speculation, the real Lao Luo was seventeen or eighteen years ago, and the Lao Luo who appeared later was pretended to be by my grandfather, but my grandfather was in prison back then, how did he complete the bag drop?

Ge Zhuang said that you have to ask the prison guard who was in charge of guarding your grandfather back then, if all these speculations can be true, then your grandfather's arrangement must be indispensable for the participation of the prison guard.

I gritted my teeth and spit out the cigarette butt, and said fatty, go, now when I go back to Chongqing, I must find the prison guard who detained my grandfather back then, and ask him for clarification.

After that, we trekked through mountains and rivers and returned to Stone Boat Town before it got dark, where I found a public phone booth and called Chen Yun, telling him my own speculation, and asking her to help me find the prison guard anyway.

Chen Yun agreed, saying that she would do it immediately, and asked me how long it would take for Ge Zhuang and I to return to Chongqing?

I said that I don't know if there will be any boats at night, and if I take the dry road, I am afraid that it will be dawn the next day. Chen Yun said then you can find a way to come back by yourself, there are a lot of things on my side, and I don't care about finding a boat to pick you up.

After hanging up the phone, I couldn't calm down, perhaps, these strange things found in Lao Luo's grave are the hints of God in the dark, I am so close to the truth of my grandfather's "death" for the first time, no matter how much time it takes, how much price I pay, I must find people, live to see people, dead to see corpses!

In the end, Ge Zhuang ran to the town to contact a light pickup truck, and gave a chartered price of 300 yuan, and the driver reluctantly agreed to take us back to Chongqing overnight, and when we returned to the city, I immediately found a phone booth and called Chen Yun.

Chen Yun's efficiency impressed me, she said that she used some connections, and had found out where the prison guard's home was, and she still talked on the phone in the evening, but the prison guard was so confused that he refused to explain the truth of what happened back then, so he hung up the phone in a hurry.

I hurriedly said where was his house? Tell me the address! Chen Yun gave me the address of the prison guard's house, saying that the prison guard would settle down on the side of the "Tianxing Bridge" after retirement, and asked me to hurry up. There must have been an article about the events of that year, and maybe he would abscond in fear of crime.

I was anxious and said why didn't you call the police to keep him under control? Chen Yun said very dissatisfied, do you think your aunt is the mayor? I will arrest whoever I say? It's been more than ten years, why do you let people go to the police!

I dropped the phone, quickly stopped a taxi with Ge Zhuang, and hurried to that address, I felt that the truth of my grandfather's disappearance should be hidden in the prison guard's heart, maybe from his mouth, I can know for sure that grandpa is not dead, and even inquire about grandpa's whereabouts!

Hope lies ahead, and the biggest mystery that has plagued me for three years will soon be solved!

I was almost stunned, sitting in the taxi and shaking with excitement, the driver thought I was taking drugs, and confirmed with Ge Zhuang several times, do you want to go directly to the police station?

When I arrived at the place, I kicked the car door and rushed out, and hurried to the prison guard's house.

How could I have the heart to stop and wait for him? It was a mess of smashing against the door, there was no movement for a long time, my heart was ruthless, I kicked the door hard, the door bolt was broken by my kick, and the two door panels "creaked" open, hit the wall and bounced back.

Under the shaking of the door panel, my eyes passed through the front yard, and finally saw the person I was looking for, but there was no joy at all, and all the excitement in my heart was extinguished by a basin of cold water, pouring it cold, from head to toe!

I stood dumbly in the doorway, the expression on my face becoming dull. Why is this happening?

He actually hanged himself! All I was left with was a corpse that had already been cold.

The corpse hung under the beam, the hanging rope jumped tightly, the toes pointed straight down, the rope "creaked" and swayed with the wind, and the corpse was slowly turning in circles.

His blue tongue had hung down to his chest.

My eyes were dark, and I wanted to fall headlong, my heart seemed to be pressed against a stone, heavy, and it was very blocked, and there were 10,000 grass and mud horses roaring on my chest!