Chapter 71: Stubborn Old Man
"Kids, where are they now?"
Li Jingjing looked around, and whispered to herself, "Why didn't I see anyone?" ”
"Sister, they are all sleeping in the house." The little boy said with a grin.
I went, and after listening to the little boy's words, Li Jingjing and I looked at each other, could it be that this village is the legendary ghost village?
Just as we were about to ask the little boy something, the little boy continued to run down the stone steps, humming a song.
When the little boy ran, he still hummed from time to time: "Our village is full of people, and it is overcrowded and scared to death...... Our village is full of people......"
The most strange thing for us is that there is obviously a staircase made of several stone steps, but when the little boy runs on it, it is as if he is running on flat ground, and his two feet are free to retract, and he is not afraid to step into the air and fall himself.
Suddenly, the figure of the little boy was already covered by several stone steps under our feet, and by the time we looked at the bottom of the stone steps, the figure of the little boy had long since disappeared.
After the little boy left, Li Jingjing looked at me.
I could see from the expression on Li Jingjing's face that at this moment, Li Jingjing's heart began to become restless.
I had a tacit agreement with her, because the kid was so weird.
Especially when I heard the tune he hummed, I could feel a chill down my spine, like someone was blowing cold wind behind me.
After continuing to walk a few meters, we came to a cemetery.
In an instant, a series of graves were in order, facing me.
I always felt like those cemeteries were a pair of eyes, staring at the ground and I was hairy.
Luckily, it's not dark yet, and I'm a little scared if you leave me here after dark.
Li Jingjing and I had to leave the place before it got dark, and I could already clearly feel that the yin qi in this place was very heavy.
If you are not careful, you will not be killed by the things under these cemeteries, but you will also be cold to death by the yin qi of this garden.
After Li Jingjing led me through the rows of graves, I came to a low grave.
The grave in front of me can't be called a grave at all, it looks like a mound of dirt.
Because of the fact that no one has taken care of it all year round, at this moment, the top of the mound is already overgrown with lush weeds.
The weeds covered the grave like a shiny green hat.
"Quietly, is this your grandfather's grave?" I asked, looking at the grave in front of me.
"Hmm." Li Jingjing nodded heavily at me.
Immediately, Li Jingjing seemed to be afraid of my jokes, so she said to me: "When I was a child, my family was poor, and my father buried my grandfather here." ”
"Uh-huh." I nodded to Li Jingjing, then walked over to the grave and paced around the grave a few times.
Li Jingjing looked at the sky that was about to get dark, and hurriedly urged me: "Have you finished reading it, Wang Ba looked at mung beans, do you think this is looking at your daughter-in-law?" ”
After listening to a few quiet words, the mouthful of old blood in my heart almost didn't spurt out directly.
If her grandfather had heard this, I guess her grandfather would have jumped out of the coffin.
I looked at Li Jingjing's grandfather's grave, and deliberately coughed twice in front of Li Jingjing: "Ahem, quietly, let's hurry up and take off the green hat on your grandfather's head, after all, his old man has been immortal for so long, and it doesn't look good to wear a green hat on his head." ”
That green hat on Grandpa's head? ”
After listening to my words, Li Jingjing's expression was in a trance for a while. It wasn't until she saw the pile of weeds on her grandfather's grave that she understood.
"Your grandfather just wore a green hat on his head? This is obviously ...... It's a bunch of weeds, okay. Li Jingjing said angrily to me.
"Hehe, weeds are weeds...... I didn't reason with Li Jingjing, walked straight to the grave, and began to clean up the weeds.
Seeing this, Li Jingjing ran over to help me.
Ten minutes later, we cleaned up all the weeds on her grandfather's grave.
Seeing that it was about to get completely dark, we quickly withdrew from the cemetery.
After walking out of the cemetery, Li Jingjing stopped and asked me what I had just seen around her grandfather's grave.
I told Li Jingjing that her grandfather's grave was too small, in the words of our countrymen, that is, there was no Wangsheng.
Ghosts with small graves will have a lower status in the underworld, and their own soul power will be smaller.
No, Li Jingjing and her grandfather are wearing green hats on their heads, isn't this the best proof?
In the past, there was no money, and after the death of a loved one, it was also a helpless move to erect a stone monument or a wooden monument.
In today's society, even an ordinary family can erect a decent tombstone for their dead relatives.
"Oh, what do you mean...... Just give my grandpa a lookout? After listening to my words, Li Jingjing smiled.
"No, no, no......" I waved my hand at Li Jingjing: "It's not enough, your grandfather's cemetery is poor and bad, you must choose a cemetery with better feng shui for your grandfather." Moreover, every year on the Qingming Festival and the Midyear Festival, you must go to his grave to pay respects, otherwise, your grandfather will still have to suffer if he has no underworld coins to use in the underworld. ”
"Uh-huh, that's fine." Li Jingjing nodded, I don't say she hasn't remembered it yet, if you count it, she hasn't seen her grandfather for almost ten years.
While we were talking and talking, we were slowly walking into the village.
Now needs to solve the problem of where we are going to stay tonight.
This village is very gloomy, and when we came here today, we already noticed that something was wrong with this village.
It stands to reason that this village is uninhabitable.
But now, we are facing a real problem of red fruit.
There is no village in front of this village, and there is no shop in the back, so why don't we live here?
Just when we were at a loss, a faint light appeared in front of us
The light shines from the bottom of a house to the sky, and we can only see a faint light from a distance, but we don't know from which house the light comes from.
Driven by curiosity, Li Jingjing and I walked slowly towards the house.
After a while, we came to the outside of the house.
Li Jingjing told me that the owner of this house is called Li Kangde. By the time she was five years old, Li Kangde was already dead.
After Li Kangde's death, her wife became a living widow.
Li Jingjing also told me that before Li Kangde died, he and his wife gave birth to a little boy, but the little boy drowned five years after Li Kangde's death.
When she said this, Li Jingjing suddenly remembered that this little boy looked very similar to the little boy we met today.