Compared with the houses of the two suicidal peasant families before, the Weng Pota family is quite spacious.

But because Ongpota was bedridden for a long time, his wife not only had to take care of him, but also had to raise two children, so the house was dirty and messy.

The area of the living room is about 30 square meters, and just facing the wall, there is an old, but quite magnificent offering table, on which a white porcelain Buddha statue is placed.

There is an incense burner under the Buddha statue, but there is no incense burning in the incense burner.

I don't know if I forgot to be busy, or I lack money to buy incense. Or maybe the hostess has completely lost hope in life, and her belief in herself has also been discounted.

There was also a rudimentary wooden table with a mess of things.

The only appliance was an old television set on a wooden table in the corner.

On the wall to the left of the living room, two doors open.

I pushed open the door in the back and saw two wooden beds on the floor, which was not very spacious.

I asked Henry Chuan to ask, and I knew that one of the two wooden beds was slept by the old man in the past, and the other was slept by two children.

It's just that now the old man is dead, and Ongpota is bedridden again, so the hostess moved in and slept in the same room with her children.

I took a closer look in this room, and I bent down to look at it a few times under the bed. The woman couldn't help but mutter, probably asking me "what the hell are you looking for".

It's a pity that nothing strange was found in this house.

Then I pushed open the door to the front of me, the room where the mistress had come out.

The pungent stench in the room made me almost vomit.

I saw a large wooden bed in the room, and on the wooden bed lay a man, from the waist down, covered with a sheet.

The upper body of the man is wearing a vest that is so dirty that it is impossible to see the color.

The man was facing the door, so I could see his face at a glance.

He's not ugly, but he's secretly scary.

His skin was not as dark as other men of the L country, but pale and slightly blue, which looked like the result of a long period of suffering.

His expression was particularly terrifying, he was looking at the door, but I couldn't feel it, he was looking at me, or anything else.

His eyes weren't in focus at all, just so unconsciously open, he looked like an idiot.

It smelled so bad in the house that I couldn't even walk in.

But just as I turned my face away from the door, my eyes caught a small wooden stool in the corner of the room, on which seemed to hold a god

Resemble.

I immediately held my breath and walked in, until I reached the corner of the wall, and looked at the statue of the god on the small wooden bench.

It was a palm-sized wooden statue of the deity, crudely carved, and it was clear that the carver had not been professionally trained to carve it.

The wood used is also ordinary, because it is not painted, so you can clearly see the color and grain of the wood.

But its shape is very peculiar, with a pointed mouth and thin cheeks, a bit like the image of Lei Gong in ancient Chinese myths and legends.

However, Lei Gong has no horns, but on the forehead of this statue, there are two sharp horns.

The carver seems to have tried his best to carve these two sharp horns more vividly and curvedly, but unfortunately the technique is limited, and the two sharp horns appear to be of different sizes and nondescript.

I secretly wondered in my heart, and stretched out my hand to take this strange wooden statue in my hand to look at it, but at this moment, a hoarse howl came into my ears.

His name was in Fumita, so I didn't understand it, but his vicious tone made me turn around at once.

I saw Ongpota, who had been demented and demented, desperately trying to prop up his upper body, waving his hands constantly, his face full of anger, and his mouth gritting his teeth and howling.

The woman hurried in and pulled me out of the house while saying something I didn't understand.

As I was about to leave the room, I glanced back and saw that Ompota was still glaring at me viciously, but fortunately his legs were paralyzed, otherwise I was afraid that he would have jumped out of bed and bitten me twice.

I was really taken aback by him, and I hurriedly followed the woman's hand until I retreated to the outside of the gate.

Ompota was still not completely silent, and though he didn't howl anymore, I could hear his heavy gasps.

The woman walked into the house to reassure herself, and I took advantage of this time to calm myself down a little.

After a moment the woman came out, muttering something to herself.

Of course, not to blame her man, but to blame me for not provoking her man.

It wasn't until Henry Chuan glared that the woman hurriedly shut up.

I knew that what she muttered would definitely not be a good thing, and I didn't let Henry Chuan help me translate, so I asked her directly: "That wooden statue of a god shouldn't be a Buddhist statue, right?" What exactly is the idol and why is Ongpota's reaction so great? ”

Henry Chuan translated for me, and the woman was reluctant to say it at first, but she couldn't bear the pressure of the police officer, and finally said it.

"How do I know what kind of idol it is? That's still ...... When my man was just injured, he couldn't be cured when he went to the Friendship Hospital, and our old man was helpless, so he went to the mountains and begged a master who was said to be a living immortal, and brought back a few medicines from the master. As a result, after my man drank those pills,

It was so much better that I was able to sit up for a while. This wooden statue was carved out by himself with a knife when he asked my son to help him find a piece of wood. I've been married to him for so long, I really don't know that he can have this craftsmanship and carve it so well! After that, he treated the wooden statue as if it were a treasure, and no one could touch it, not even my son......"

When she said this, she suddenly stopped, and when Henry Chuan finished translating for me, I immediately realized that there must be something strange in it, so I opened my mouth and asked, "What's wrong with your son?" ”

The woman pondered for a long time, and then said, "It's nothing, it's just that our son is playful, and while my man is asleep, he took the statue outside, and the result is ......."

She stopped again, and Henry Chuan asked for me, "What was the result?" ”

"As a result, I don't know why, my son was so scared that he cried and was full of nonsense!"

When the woman said this, without waiting for Henry Chuan to help me translate, the little boy in the pair of children who had been standing by and listening to us suddenly exclaimed: "I am not talking nonsense, I really saw a ghost, I really saw it!" ”

"You're still talking nonsense!"

The woman raised her hand to slap the child, but the child jumped away from it, still stubbornly screaming, "I didn't talk nonsense, I just saw it!" ”

When I waited for Henry Chuan to finish translating for me, I couldn't help but be surprised and happy in my heart, so I hurriedly left the woman alone, bent down and asked the child in a friendly way: "Did you see that ghost after your grandfather died?" ”

The kid was able to understand English, so he nodded at me before Henry could translate for me.

I was even more excited, and asked him again, "Do you think that dark shadow looks like your grandfather?" ”

"My grandfather?" The boy looked at me suspiciously, "Why do you think you look like my grandfather?" ”

He also speaks English, and he speaks it very standardly. So I immediately replied, "Because didn't your grandfather just die at that time?" ”

Before the child could reply, the woman interjected, presumably telling me not to listen to the child's nonsense.

I ignored her, just looked at the kid.

The boy was flurry for a long time, and suddenly a sentence came out of his mouth.

"No, he's not like my grandfather, he's a lot like ...... My Dad! ”

At the last two words, the boy winced, and couldn't help glancing towards the door, his eyes quite frightened.

(See Chapter 208 "The Suspicion of Humans and Ghosts")

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