"What are you doing here, do you want to scare me to death?" I couldn't help but be a little annoyed, looking at his back, and not preparing to approach, because I felt that there seemed to be something in front of me, which I instinctively didn't want to approach.

And my daughter-in-law's sister's hand seemed to be pulling me behind me, but I knew that even if I turned back suddenly, I wouldn't see her.

"Is it Brother Tian...... Brother Tian...... Don't go back. ”

Zhang Yidan dragged a trembling voice to talk to me, he didn't turn around, in the back, he was wearing dirty clothes, as if he had been soaked in muddy water, and his shoes were papier-mâché.

I listened to his voice not quite right, and his face was a little ugly: You kid, are you going to pretend to be a ghost to scare me?

I wanted to kick him so he wouldn't be fucking scary next night, but when I tried to get closer, a cold gust of wind happened to blow right in front of me, and the fog instantly blocked my vision.

I immediately stopped, and when the fog lifted, where was the shadow of an egg?

I lowered my head and pondered, could it be that I was hallucinating, or was Zhang Yidan squatting nearby every day in recent days to catch voles, and happened to play tricks on me?

I felt that there was still more than half a distance from Xiaoyi Village, although I felt that what had just happened was a bit supernatural, but I had no intention of returning to Carrying Dragon Village, because when I turned around, I once again noticed that something was pulling at the corner of my clothes, and it was stronger than the direction back to Xiaoyitun.

'A' read 'Novel' ybdu

Even if I can know the danger, sometimes I have to choose one of the two dangers that is relatively smaller.

Therefore, I can only bite the bullet and go back to Xiaoyitun.

Standing in the place where Zhang Yidan stood, there was a puddle of wet yellow water, I don't know where the water came from on the dry road, the fishy smell is a little pungent, it seems that Zhang Yidan may fall into the stinky ditch in a bad mood, and he wants to take me to make fun of it.

The warning of my daughter-in-law's sister and the strange disappearance of Zhang Yidan made me have an ominous omen for this night road, and along the way, I began to pay attention to the surrounding environment.

But after walking for another half hour, I didn't find anything strange again, and my heart relaxed a little.

In front of me, the thick fog gradually showed the appearance of a two-meter-wide stone bridge, and the boulder that I had been carrying in my heart was finally put down.

It is called the ancient bridge of 'Siqiao', I heard the old people in the village say, when Xiaoyitun was built, it was already in zài, they all said that it was before the founding of the People's Republic of China, I think, it should be when Xiaoyitun or Yizhuang.

But no matter how old it is, on the other side of the bridge is the village, and I can faintly see the dim lights of the village.

I touched the ancient bridge, and I still remember when I was a child, I was swimming in the river under the bridge with Zhang Yidan and other friends, and the water of the creek was clear at that time, and I could see the pebbles at the bottom of the water.

In the night light, I looked under the bridge nostalgically, but this look made my cold hair explode!

Under the bridge, a group of monks dressed as monks carried bamboo poles to the shore to fish for corpses, while a few children lined up and ran across the river reciting nursery rhymes.

"Thousands of flowers, 10,000 flowers, fluttering, sprinkling, piling, piling, stacking, snowman, not afraid of cold, not afraid of freezing ......"

These corpses were children, women, and old people, and they were soaked in the water to a little white, and some of their faces were even crawling with maggots, and the constant wriggling of the dead was very terrible.

Behind me, my daughter-in-law's sister was pulling at the corner of my clothes, and I stopped all of a sudden, and I was so shocked that I couldn't move.

A cold mist blew by, and I looked under the bridge again, only to find that there was nothing!

The water still flowed across the bridge, and the monks and children seemed to never exist, and I wondered if I was hallucinating because I was too tired, or was it because the fog gave birth to the legendary mirage?

But what's the matter with nursery rhymes, can this mirage still spread thousands of miles?

"Brother Tian, why are you still standing there, go back to the village quickly. ”

As I struggled with the vision at the bottom of the bridge, the girl's voice called out to me on the other side of the bridge.

I was startled by the shouting, I turned my head sharply and breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be Yu Xiaoxue, a childhood follower.

Back then, she was still a girl with snot, and now she has the appearance of a beautiful girl, if I remember correctly, she should be sixteen or seventeen years old this year, before she also wrote to me and said that she wanted to go to Guangdong to work, and I stopped her on the grounds that she was not old enough to have an ID card, after all, I can't let the only remaining 'fruits' in the tunli go out and let the bad ** harm.

I was looking at her in a daze, but I found that her father was still standing at the door of her house, it was Uncle Yu Gen, Uncle Gen looked at me with a blank gaze and did not speak.

Xiaoyitun was still a wasteland when her grandmother arrived, and it became popular one after another for decades, so there are many people with foreign surnames from all over the world.

"Why are you here. I said hello and walked towards their door, wanting to say hello to Uncle Gen.

Xiaoxue ran over and said to me sadly: "Brother Tian, why did you come back, my mother-in-law has been gone for two days, let's go to my mother-in-law." ”

Hearing this, my heart sank instantly, it seems that the time to come is still coming, and my grandmother is really going.

My eyes were a little uncontrollable and I wanted to shed tears, but soon I pinched my eyebrows to hide the past, and I felt that I should cry in the mourning hall.

Uncle Gen didn't go with us, just stood silently and looked at me from a distance, I don't know how Uncle Gen, who was originally shouting at me, became silent.

It was completely dark, and as I passed by, I noticed that the lights were on early in the morning, but the doors were still closed, which was not surprising, because there were no street lights in the village, and basically no one wanted to move around after dark.

But apart from Uncle Gen, I also found that the other neighbors were standing at the door from afar to watch me enter the village, and I was still some distance away from them, so I didn't go to say hello, thinking that you would know that I was back.

I hurriedly walked to the door of my grandmother's house, the door was already hung white, the mourning hall was also arranged, the door was a paper horse, and there were a man and a woman paper figures.

Other than that, there was no one around, and if it was the usual rule, there should be three or five tables, where relatives and neighbors would gather to talk, drink tea or something.

However, I think that my grandmother is a goddess who is respected by her neighbors, and she may die differently.

The two doors are each pasted with two grandmother painted door gods, the look is twisted, but the pen is very vigorous and powerful, there is a white paper with grandma's surname, first name, date of birth and death written on the doorpost, I only took a look, and found that it was also written by my grandmother herself, and the handwriting was extremely sloppy.

It seems that what she foresaw her limit was true.

In the hall, a coffin covered with red paper lay quietly, which is the treatment that only old people who have died normally will have.

There was no one in it, and the incense in front of the coffin was burned, and I didn't have time to feel sad before I had time to feel sad and my heart jumped, the incense of the spirit can't be broken, isn't there anyone who comes to incense?

I glanced at Yu Xiaoxue, she shook her head, her face was a little pale: "Brother Tian, just now...... No, I just ordered it just a few minutes ago, and I saw you pick you up at the entrance of the village, why is this gone?"

My grandmother's house belongs to a higher position in the village, and there are no neighbors next to it, so it is normal for Yu Xiaoxue to see the entrance of the village.

It seems that the conscience of the current businessmen is very bad, and they make money from the dead, and even the incense is faked, and it burns too quickly.

I hurriedly stepped into the house, but the moment I stepped in, I couldn't help but shiver, feeling that there was a yin wind blowing in all directions, and my daughter-in-law and sister seemed to pull me.

But I had no choice, my grandmother died, and it was necessary to give her incense, so I knelt down in front of the coffin without hesitation and lit four incense sticks.

After being shaken off, three were placed in the ash basin in the front and one in the ash basin in the back.

There are no anomalies.

I breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that my daughter-in-law and sister are not all right, I didn't have an accident?

After I got up, I chose the straw mat on the left side of the coffin and sat down, and Yu Xiaoxue looked left and right, and when she saw me sitting down, she shrunk her neck and walked in, and then sat on the right side of the coffin.

Although I didn't wear filial piety directly, there was nothing wrong with Yu Xiaoxue and I keeping a wake together, and when the old man of the neighbor died, we would occasionally sit by the coffin and chat with the victim's friends.

Besides, the relationship between her family and our family is good, when I am away, Yu Xiaoxue often pesters her grandmother and calls her 'mother-in-law', because there is never a shortage of sugar and biscuits in my grandmother's house, Yu Xiaoxue is a snack seller, and it is common to steal the sacrifices offered by my grandmother to the gods.

The death of my grandmother made us both empty in our hearts, and we lost our backbones all of a sudden, although we haven't seen each other for a long time, but there is nothing to say.

It was eerily quiet inside and outside, and I could feel the yin energy gathering little by little, so I was ready to say something to break the silence.

But suddenly, I saw the three cigarettes in front of me fuming, and I frowned.

The three incense sticks burned very irregularly, the left side was long, the right side was short, and the middle burned the fastest, and when I saw it, it was the shortest, and the word 'evil incense' immediately appeared in my heart, and I felt that something was going to happen.

"Grandma...... I'm coming back late, don't be angry, the incense burns quickly, take care more. "I felt that the old man who had died would inevitably get angry when he cut off the incense during the wake, so I touched the cold coffin and comforted him, but I found something that shocked me:

The coffin was not nailed.

The cold, stunned feeling came from within, making my heart pound suddenly, why didn't I get a nail? Could it be that the person who presided over the funeral forgot to do it?

"Brother Tian...... I'm a little scared...... I want to sit next to you......" Yu Xiaoxue said as she looked at me scaredly.

"Well, come over here, then. "I forced myself to calm down, not to mention Yu Xiaoxue, my heart was also beating like a drum, and I felt that the yin qi around me was too strong.

The coffin has not been nailed for two days, and there is no one around the house, just like everyone doesn't know that grandma died.

In previous years, when other old people died, they would never be so deserted, and someone should be in charge of the funeral.

I also noticed that there was no trace of anyone cooking a big pot of rice nearby, so no one had ever come to visit my grandmother after she died?

This definitely does not bode well.

I watched Yu Xiaoxue walking towards me, and my heart tightened suddenly, after all, I warned my daughter-in-law and sister that there were some grass and trees.

But fortunately, this time my daughter-in-law and sister didn't pull the corners of my clothes, and Yu Xiaoxue didn't seem to be in any danger to me.

"Snow, where have the others gone?" I looked left and right, and white paper was plastered all around, making the hall miserable.

Boom!

Before Yu Xiaoxue could answer me, the two old doors were suddenly blown together by the wind, not only was I startled, but Yu Xiaoxue jumped up and screamed in surprise and hugged my arm.