Touristy! ”

The fat man subconsciously replied, the person had already arrived.

Surprisingly, this man didn't wear a shroud, and he didn't look too old, so he was five or six years older than me and the fat man.

"Tourism? Traveling to Yongping Village? He looked at me and the fat man suspiciously, and the corners of his mouth pulled upwards in an arc.

"Our brothers are doing live broadcast expeditions, and I heard that this place is quite evil, so I came over to take a look!" I gave the fat man a look and said half-truthfully.

"Live streaming? Really? "He didn't believe it, and was still looking at me and the fat man.

"Brother, do you smoke?"

The fat man took out a cigarette and handed it over, he was not polite, he reached out to take it, and the fat man lit the fire at the right time to help light the cigarette. After seeing the other party take a sip, the fat man said: "Brother, our brothers are really engaged in live broadcasting, Aunt Lao Lu can testify to us, and Lao Zhangtou at the head of the village." We just bought two sets of shrouds from there! ”

"Did you buy a shroud from my dad?"

Hearing us mention the old man's head, his face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly asked.

"I bought it, when we went, Uncle Zhang was sewing a shroud on the kang!" The fat man was stunned for a moment. Hurriedly said.

"Did you see my dad sewing a shroud?" He grabbed the fat man's arm, and the look on his face became more anxious.

"See, what's wrong?" The fat man asked with a deliberately surprised expression.

"Something is going to happen!"

He didn't answer, muttered, and looked in the direction of the village.

The fat man and I didn't bother him, and stood quietly on the side.

"My name is Zhang Miao, and I opened a funeral supplies store in the county, and the old Zhang Tou you talked about before is my father!"

After half a minute, he came back to his senses and began to introduce himself.

"Brother Zhang, my name is Ren Changliang, everyone who is familiar with me calls me fat, a professional anchor, this is my brother, Gu Bei, the owner of the incense shop, and a part-time anchor!" The fat man straightened his face and began to introduce.

After introducing each other, Zhang Miao's face turned pale, stretched out two fingers and said: "I only want to tell you two points, one, Yongping Village is not peaceful, you better leave immediately!" Second, my father died a year ago, the Aunt Lu in your mouth, I called her in the morning, she said that she was no longer good, she might die, I just came! ”

"Brother Zhang, what you said is really false? Aunt Lu just baked potatoes for us to eat! The fat man's eyes widened, and he was indeed a little frightened.

"If it's true, just look at it!"

Zhang Miao didn't talk nonsense, and took me and the fat man back to Mrs. Lao Lu's house.

"Brother Zhang, Aunt Lu told us that his three sons are not filial, and his grandson is not bad, and she also said that her grandson calls her every day!" The fat man said as he walked.

"Grandson? Aunt Lu's three grandsons, one is more unsatisfactory than the other. Can you still call her? It's me who calls her every day! Zhang Miao snorted coldly and said.

"I can't!" The fat man muttered.

Either Mrs. Lao Lu lied, or Zhang Miao lied, now it seems that the possibility of Zhang Miao lying is very small, and it can be proved immediately.

If he hadn't lied, what did Mrs. Lao Lu fool me and the fat man into buying a shroud?

didn't give our brothers much time to think, we soon arrived at Mrs. Lao Lu's house, Zhang Miao took the lead in front, and shouted directly after entering the house: "Auntie? ”

No one responded.

Zhang Miao walked directly to the coffin, glanced inside, and didn't say much, but leaned down to probe Mrs. Lao Lu's snort.

The fat man and I walked over, and in the coffin, Mrs. Lao Lu's hands naturally hung down on her sides, her eyes were closed, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Man is dead!"

Zhang Miao withdrew her hand and said lightly.

After speaking, he took out some incense candle paper money from the cloth bag he carried, placed it in front of the coffin, and lit the incense candle. He bowed to the coffin.

The fat man and I were a little unwilling, and we reached out and tried Mrs. Lu's snort, but there was no breath, and the old lady was really dead.

"No, the old lady baked potatoes for the two of us before!" The fat man muttered as he turned back to the back room.

The stove in the back room was still burning. There are also piles of potato skins next to the stove.

"Brother Zhang, look, there are potato skins here, I'm not lying!" The fat man said, pointing to the potato skins.

"I didn't say you lied!"

After Zhang Miao finished the offering, he walked over and glanced at the stove. said: "I told you, Yongping Village is not peaceful, it's better to leave quickly!" ”

"It's impossible to walk!"

The fat man and I couldn't figure out Zhang Miao's path for a while, so we could only refuse to leave first and see what Zhang Miao said.

"Your life is your own. It's up to you to decide what to do! Zhang Miao still has that indifferent attitude, the meaning is obvious, I advise you a sentence is love, not persuasion is duty.

For me and the fat man, who had only met once, Zhang Miao persuaded him twice. It's already very good, and the fat man and I are blameless.

After Zhang Miao finished speaking, she returned to the coffin, closed the coffin lid, bowed to the coffin again, and then walked out by herself.

"Brother Zhang. Where are you going? The fat man hurriedly asked.

"I'll go home!" Zhang Miao replied.

"Can we go back with you?" The fat man asked with a smile.

"Come on!"

Zhang Miao stared at the fat man for a while, and spit out two words lightly.

"Brother Zhang, you said that your old man died a year ago, so what's the matter with the one we saw before?" The fat man pulled his face. didn't care about Zhang Miao's cold face, he went up the stairs when he gave him a staircase, piled up a smile, and leaned in to ask.

"It's not peaceful in the village!"

Zhang Miao replied expressionlessly, obviously not wanting to say too much.

"Brother Zhang. You said that Yongping Village looks quite normal on the surface, why did it become what it is now? The fat man continued.

Zhang Miao paused, didn't say a word, and stared at the fat man with cold eyes.

"I don't ask, I don't ask!"

The fat man smiled wryly. Zhang Miao turned around and walked back.

Along the bluestone road at the head of the village, Zhang Miao walked very fast, seemed to be in a hurry, and walked for three minutes, and we arrived at Lao Zhangtou's house.

After entering the house, the situation inside was a little beyond my expectations, the old head was not on the kang, the kang was very clean, except for the smooth kang mat, the semi-finished shroud I saw when I came before was gone.

After Zhang Miao entered the house. He walked straight to the coffin, bent over, pushed the closed coffin away, and looked inside.

After watching it for a while, Zhang Miao put her middle finger in her mouth. After taking a bite, reach down and point down.

The fat man and I hurriedly came over, Zhang Miao frowned, didn't say anything, and still pointed his middle finger down.

Inside the coffin. The old man was lying calmly, but his eyes were struggling.

Zhang Miao pointed at the center of Lao Zhangtou's eyebrows, the blood beads scattered, Lao Zhangtou's eyes slowly closed, and Zhang Miao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. Retracted his hand, took out a box of incense sticks from his bag, took out three sticks, lit them and inserted them in the coffin.

"Brother Zhang, what happened when we came here before?"

The fat man asked with a slight stumble, the expression on his face was wonderful, with a hint of incredulity in horror, and a little bit of excitement.

I have to say that the fat man's acting skills are getting better and better.

"The corpse is up!"

Zhang Miao spit out three words expressionlessly, put the satchel back on, and walked out.

The fat man and I continued to follow him, and for the next half an hour, Zhang Miao's actions made me and the fat man incomprehensible, and he ran from house to house, every time he arrived. must open the coffin to take a look, some point a blood spot on the center of the eyebrows, some not, but burning incense is a must, and his family has not been left behind. No coffin has to be burned with three sticks of incense.

I counted seventeen of the coffins in them.

There is one thing that Mrs. Lao Lu did not lie, the old man in Yongping Village was indeed buried in his own home.

Zhang Miao seemed to be a little prejudiced against me and the fat man, even if the fat man pulled down his face, he didn't ask anything!

After going around the homes of these chimneys that were not smoking, Zhang Miao went to the homes of the two chimneys that were smoking.

In these two families, the people who are still alive are all men, and they all look very old, one is surnamed Yang and the other is surnamed Hu.

Although these two are alive, they look almost like they are dead, their expressions are dull, there is no god in their eyes, they are obviously staying up, waiting for death to come.

Zhang Miao told them that Mrs. Lao Lu was dead, and they just sighed, then stopped talking and wrapped themselves in the quilt in a daze.

Zhang Miao didn't care, and came over just for a routine notice.

"You two, are you sure you won't go?"

After coming out of Lao Hu's house, Zhang Miao asked again.

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