The kid surnamed Wei didn't look at me all the way, and he didn't say anything about that night. Of course, I didn't say it with interest.

The village is very remote, and there are many woods around it, which is green, completely different from the stone mountains in my hometown that are bare by sheep. When we arrived at the entrance of the village, we saw that several people were already waiting outside to meet us. This trip has been arranged in advance.

Getting out of the car, those people were genuinely afraid, as if they were facing a big man. The second generation of Hao like the kid surnamed Wei is indeed a big shot. But in addition to the trepidation, they also brought a hint of joy.

A middle-aged man led by him walked up to the boy surnamed Wei and said in a good voice: "Young Master Wei, it's really ...... you can come and help us."

Before he could finish speaking, Su Feiyong corrected: "It's the second master!" ”

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, looking a little embarrassed. If you want to call a person younger than yourself "master", not everyone can accept it as readily as Zhuang Xingrui.

Embarrassing is embarrassing, the man knew each other very well, and immediately changed his words, showing a flattering smile: "Second master, it's great that you can help us, we have prepared the room, and I will take you over now." ”

The kid surnamed Wei is still the same, with a calm face, wearing sunglasses, and not taking the other party seriously.

There is not much space in the village, and the car can't drive in, so it is parked outside. We followed the middle-aged man towards the village.

He briefly explained the situation to us as he walked, he was the village chief here, named Huang Wenyang, following the series of things that Su Feiyong told us, they took the dead livestock to the veterinarian for examination, not died of disease, and then invited a few Taoist mothers and mothers to come over, and some said that it was forbidden ghosts, but they couldn't find out where the forbidden ghosts were.

I listened to him and looked at the surrounding environment, the economic level of this village is okay, and every household is decently repaired.

An out-of-place old brick house caught my eye, and the houses next to it looked like they had been newly renovated in recent years.

A gaze peeked out from behind the half-open door, and it was a young boy.

Those eyes stared straight at us, without the slightest fear of the living, but as if they were looking at us.

I looked at him and followed the crowd past the door of the old house, and he jumped out of it, ran up to me, and pushed me hard. The whole process was done in one go, and this little ghost was so powerful that I couldn't react and was almost pushed to the ground.

"Zeyi, don't mess around!" Huang Wenyang immediately walked over and pulled the little ghost away.

The little imp was dark and thin, five or six years old, and he was expressionless, staring at me with big eyes that bulged out because of his thinness. Huang Wenyang forcibly dragged him to the old house and scolded: "Stay good for me, don't make trouble!" ”

With that, close the door. He turned to me and said apologetically, "I'm so sorry, this kid has been like this since he lost his mother." ”

"What the is going on?" I asked.

"I committed suicide a year ago."

"Suicide? How so! Is he living with his father now? Xiao Qingwan said with a sigh.

Huang Wenyang glanced at the old house, leaned over and whispered: "This child has no father, so to tell you, his mother is not married, and this child doesn't know how to come." ”

Xiao Qingwan was a little stunned, and sighed: "Then how is this kid doing now?" ”

"His mother and I are relatives, and I am my niece, so this child is now in my care, alas, don't talk about it, the front is here." Huang Wenyang didn't say more, avoided the topic and walked to the front.

I looked at the old brick house that didn't fit in, and said that having children out of wedlock and committing suicide were also ugly things, but Huang Wenyang didn't shy away from telling us outsiders at all. And his expression is also a little strange, on the one hand, he does not shy away from telling us, and on the other hand, he does not want to mention it too much.

Came to the prepared room, the house was cleaned and the bedding was new. That's a pretty good deal for me. I don't know how the kid surnamed Wei is, but he doesn't bring his own daily necessities.

Huang Wenyang's original intention was to let us rest first, and then take us to see the dead animals. Su Feiyong immediately said no, just go over and see it now.

The death of this livestock is almost every family, and the ones that died earlier have been buried, the most recent is the cat that died in Huang Wenyang's house last night, this cat he has raised for three years, and has been very strong, but he has not escaped this catastrophe.

The group went to Huang Wenyang's home, and the dead cat was placed in the yard by him. The cat was fat, and it was about to catch up with the pig, which showed how good the usual food was, and it was a pity to die.

"When I woke up in the morning, I saw that the cat was dead, and like other dead animals, there were no wounds on its body, and it was very strange." Huang Wenyang said.

I looked at the dead cat, and the cat's death was very scary, with wide eyes and a smear of blood coming out of its mouth.

The kid surnamed Wei didn't come over, and stood aside, and the two bodyguards in straight suits followed inseparably on the left and right.

I can't see anything, it's just that I'm embarrassed to stand aside because of the name of the old man's apprentice.

I stretched out my hand and pressed it on the heart of the cat's corpse, but I couldn't detect anything through the ribs.

Xiao Qingwan was not afraid of this tragic death cat at all, and looked at it generously, and the doubts in his eyes became thicker and thicker. She grabbed the hideous cat face and turned it around. The horror is revealed.

I was taken aback by her move.

She finally realized that her actions were too bold, and secretly glanced at the kid surnamed Wei, a subtle flush appeared on her cheeks, and she quickly let go of the dead cat's head and shook her hand.

"See what?" I asked.

She hesitated and said, "This ...... This cat ......"

Bang! The door was kicked open, and a tall, strong, five-year-old man strode in: "I'm back!" Mouth! Why are there so many people? ”

The weather is not cold now, but in late autumn, it is somewhat cold, and this man is shirtless, and his clothes are scattered on his shoulders. There is also a tiger tattoo on his left arm, and his inch-long hair is dyed bubble yellow. He has a casual demeanor and an arrogant expression. From head to toe, inside and out, it reveals the meaning of "I am a gangster".

Huang Wenyang's face changed, and he immediately stepped forward: "Why did you kid come back at this time, didn't you say that it would take a while to come back after working outside!" ”

"When the work is over, the old man is so stubborn, he paid back all the money after two punches! What do these people do? So saying, he strode over.

Catching a glimpse of the dead cat on the ground, some gloated and said, "This cat is finally dead!" Mother, I still scratched my hand before! Good to die! ”

As he spoke, he kicked the dead cat twice.

Xiao Qingwan frowned.

"You can't kick it! Cats are ancestors! You bastard! Huang Wenyang frowned and hurriedly came over to stop him.