I carried Xiaobao back to the stage, Qiu Shiren crossed Erlang's legs and leaned on the back of the plastic chair, and a teenager next to him was bragging about something, and invited Qiu Shiren to drink Coke, Qiu Shiren didn't drink it, he was snatched by a black egg, two fluffy paws held a can of Coke, poured a sip into the three-petal mouth, and then was stimulated, and he couldn't listen to his tongue and lick his wet nose.

This scene made the young man next to him stunned, and after reacting, he was very excited, and he admired the Qiu poet even more, obviously regarded the Qiu poet as a master.

I walked over, put Xiaobao on his lap, picked up the black egg myself, sat down and hugged the black egg, the young man saw someone coming, greeted and slipped away.

"Are you okay, it's been such a short time?"

He glanced at me: "Permission for you to take your son to leave me, not for me to have some fun?" ”

I choked on my own saliva, why did this sound so awkward?

It didn't take long for the gong to sound again, and the eight operas dressed as eight immortals went to the lobby of the ancient house to offer incense to the Bodhisattva Buddha, and then, the red curtain on the stage fell, and when the curtain was opened again, the night was considered to have begun.

Compared with singing skills, they are definitely not as good as those big theaters, but they speak dialects and perform quite wonderfully.

Qiu Shishi looked at it patiently, and he didn't know which little brother contributed the melon seeds, and put them on the stool that was also contributed by which little brother.

He must be too lazy to peel it, it was Xiaobao who peeled it, and then distributed it to his father.

The black egg also peels the melon seeds with its own paws, but it can't peel it well, so it simply stuffs it in its mouth and chews a few bites, and then gulps it off.

I was thinking of letting the black egg peel the melon seeds: "......"

Depressed, Xiaobao handed me the remaining melon seeds.

"......," I touched his head, "Won't Xiaobao eat it?" ”

"Xiaobao eats with mom and dad!"

I took one from the pile of melon seeds in his small palm, and he actually didn't peel them very well, and there was saliva on them, but I thought the melon seeds were very delicious.

Time flies by.

It's half past ten in a blink of an eye, and the play should be over in about two more performances at night, and it is also the climax of the whole scene, everyone is the most focused, and some children who have been making trouble all night either go home to sleep, or have had enough fun and stay by their parents' side honestly.

It was at this time that Xiao Bao, who was sleepy in Qiu Shishi's arms, suddenly sat up straight, leaned over the stage, and kept sniffing: "It's so fragrant!" ”

I wondered if it was somewhere that cooked a late-night snack.

But when the poet heard this, his face changed, and he also sat up straight in an instant, and asked Xiaobao in his arms: "Which side?" ”

Xiaobao pointed to the bottom of the stage: "That, it's very fragrant!" ”

Qiu Shishi's face became more and more solemn, and I inexplicably followed to look at the bottom of the stage, the edge of the stage was half covered by the blanket that hung down, and the rest was so dark that I couldn't see the inside, but I knew that there was nothing inside that was used to support the stage, bamboo poles, and what could there be.

"How long will it end?" The poet asked me.

"Come on, it won't take half an hour."

"Can't wait." Qiu Shiren picked up Xiaobao, I asked him where he was going, he said to the back of the stage, everyone in front of him was still watching the play, it was not easy to check.

I'm blind, what to see?

However, Qiu Shiren did not walk to the back of the stage, he just got up and walked two steps before he stopped holding Xiaobao.

I followed him to see what he was going to do, and when he stopped, I looked at him suspiciously.

Just under the stage, from under the hanging carpet, slowly, blood seeped in.

How, how can there be blood coming out?

"It's too late." I heard Qiu Shishi's voice say this sentence coldly, and before I could ask, someone sitting in the front row shouted: "Ah, there is blood, there is blood here." ”

At first, no one believed it, but when they came over to take a look, they all became confused, and even the actors who were performing on the stage paused, looking at each other and wondering what was going on.

It wasn't a little bit of blood, as more and more blood flowed out, the amount of blood was enough for a person to die.

Several men came to the front, and some people held hoes, and then pushed and shoved the ground, all hesitating that no one would be the leader.

Qiu Shishi handed Xiaobao to me, walked in front of the group of men, and said a few words to some of the more eloquent ones, and then, without any fear, he lifted the hanging carpet, took the flashlight from the hand of the person next to him, and shone it in, and bowed down to get in.

With his courage, several big men also followed, and it was clear that everyone saw him for the first time today, but they all believed in him and obeyed him as the center.

I thought about it, but I still followed behind with Xiaobao in my arms.

He didn't go far before he stopped in the middle of the stage, and by this time, everyone could already see through the flashlight that there was a man leaning against a piece of wood in the middle, and blood was flowing from under his feet.

Qiu Shiren only frowned slightly, and turned to the man without hesitation.

I walked around and exclaimed as soon as I saw the sight.

A man, kneeling naked, was naked on the ground, and his body was nailed with seven iron nails as long as the length of his palms, namely the shoulder blades, his hands and feet, and the Yin Tang.

And between his legs, the flesh and blood were blurred, the most important thing of the man was worn alive by something, and the wound was hideous and disgusting.

The man's eyes were wide open, and his face was very distorted, showing that he had been tortured before he died, and that he had died a second before we came in.

I finally understood what the phrase "too late" meant by the poet Qiu.

Even a few big men were in a commotion when they saw this scene, even if they thought that someone had an accident, they were still shocked when they saw this murderous scene.

"It's Dasong!"

Finally someone reacted and shouted.

I also realized that the person who died was Uncle Dasong, not long ago, I met him outside the dressing room, and I felt that in the blink of an eye, he died here.

"Who did this special code!"

The men shouted, scared and angry, some shouted to call the police, some went to drive away the wives and children, and told them to hurry home, the actors on the stage all came down one after another, and the unfinished play did not even end in a hurry.

Da Song's wife and son were all at the scene, originally just like others, discussing what happened, and suddenly heard someone shouting that it was Da Song, she was stupid all of a sudden.

When she hurriedly ran in to confirm that it was indeed Da Songhou, the person was crooked and fainted.

At eleven o'clock, the whole stage was still brightly lit, and there were several crop men, sixty or seventy to forty or fifty.

I have experienced the minced meat in the toilet, and I have a relatively high acceptance of Da Song's death, so I didn't go back, holding Xiaobao, leading the black egg, and standing aside with Qiu Shishi, after he found Da Song in the lead, he didn't participate anymore, just stood aside silently.

I asked, "Is the murderer a human or a ghost?" ”

If I were a human, I would be able to see Omatsu's spirit after his death, right?

However, we went in almost not long after he died, and we didn't see anything but his corpse.

Thinking of Ah Piao, a chill spontaneously rose in my body, and I looked into the distance, it was a dark field, and I quickly turned my eyes back at a glance, for fear of seeing something I shouldn't see.

"I'm not sure yet," Qiu Shishi said lightly, wrapping his chest around his chest, his eyebrows seemed to be thinking about something, and he twisted slightly, "There are many, unreasonable." ”

When the uncle in the village saw that I was still here, he came to drive me away, and I didn't want to solve the case, and I was about to agree, but I saw my grandmother coming.

My uncle didn't care about me, and together with several officials from the village, he greeted my grandmother, and I couldn't hear what they were saying, but judging by their expressions, they seemed to be asking my grandmother about it.

My grandmother is a blind person, what can she know, how did she have a murder, and they went to my grandmother as soon as possible?

I originally wanted to leave, but because of my grandmother, I stayed again.

The police came, the forensic medical examiner inspected the scene, and the people who watched the play at night and the actors were all called back, and after making sure that all the people were here tonight, they began to investigate and question.

However, at night, everyone either watched the play, or children frolicked, and there were many children under the stage who got into it to play, and no one noticed when Da Song went to the bottom of the stage, if it wasn't for a large amount of blood flowing out, it is estimated that everyone will not necessarily know that there is a person dead in it tomorrow.

It's hard to give useful clues.

The troupe gathered together, even the little girl who had collided with me in the dressing room before, and was questioned by the police one by one.

Most of them have already taken off their makeup, and their costumes have been taken off, I swept around, and was about to withdraw my gaze, when I saw that one of them was still wearing a beautiful costume representing "Miss", with strong makeup on her face, and the headdress on her head was also very complete, and it had been nearly an hour since the curtain ended, why did she still look like she was about to perform on stage?

She sensed my gaze, turned her head, smiled at me, and smiled at her out of politeness.

Suddenly, a figure flashed out of the corner of my eye, and I fixed my eyes to see a figure sneaking into the field, and strangely, the police didn't seem to notice.

Because the lights were bright, it seemed that the field was even darker, and I couldn't even tell whether it was a man or a woman, and I saw that his lower body was hidden in the rice field, and only his upper body seemed to be floating on the field.

I watched, I was in a trance, and when I came back to my senses, I couldn't see the man.

I was thinking about whether this was a human or a ghost, when the Qiu poet next to me suddenly said at this time: "You wait here, and when the investigation is over, you will go back first." ”

Before I could reply, he had already evaded the police and the people in the village, and ran towards the fields as well.

Is he going to chase that figure?

I took a step forward and stopped, hesitating between following or listening to him where he was.

He should be fine if he is so powerful, and if I want to follow, I may become a burden to him, but if I don't follow, I am worried, especially in the blink of an eye, I will not see him in the field.

"Mom." Xiaobao put her arms around my neck and whispered softly in my ear.

I patted him on the back, "It's okay baby, mommy is here." "Eyes, but keep searching the fields for a certain figure.

"Hello."

I was nervous, and the voice that suddenly appeared in my ears startled me, and when I turned my head, I saw that the one who had not yet removed his makeup and was fully dressed, should be playing Hua Dan's play, and I don't know when he came behind me.

"Uh, hello, what's the matter?"

I looked at the troupe, they were indifferent to the fact that this Hua Dan came to me, and they didn't even look at it, hey, are they missing someone?

"It's the policeman brother who is looking for you, asking you to go in and wait, and I'll ask you later." Hua Dan pointed to the room that was temporarily used as an interrogation hall.

Hearing her say this, I didn't have time to pay attention to who was missing from the troupe, but instead looked at the policeman she was talking about, and saw that the policeman waved his hand at me, as if he really wanted me to go in: "No, didn't you just ask?" ”

"Maybe you're the first to find the bloodstains, so I want to ask you a little bit more about it."

I took one last look at the vast field, where there was no movement, and walked worriedly towards the interrogation room.

At this time, there was no one in the interrogation room, and I tried to close the door after I walked in, but when I turned around, I almost bumped into the actor Hua Dan, and took a step back in surprise: "Why did you come in too?" ”

She smiled: "The police brother called me too." ”

I didn't understand what the police were going to do, so I just nodded, and then found a chair to sit down, and the door that I hadn't been able to close before slammed and closed, and the sound was quite loud, and I just sat down, and I was so scared that I almost jumped up again.

Hua Dan smiled at me again: "It's a little windy." ”

"Hehe, yes, yes." It's a little hairy in my heart.

She didn't sit down, but stood to the side, fiddling with the long sleeves that were customary for her costume.

After waiting for a while, I didn't wait for the police to come in, Xiaobao obediently nestled in my arms, didn't sleep, looked at Hua Dan with some guardedness, the black egg was lying at my feet, looking like it didn't matter to himself, occasionally opened his eyes to look at you, and felt that it was rolling his eyes.

I became more and more anxious, so I asked, "Why haven't the police come yet?" ”

"Maybe there's a delay." Hua Dan said, smiling at me, "Boring, I'll show you one?" ”

"Huh?" I was a little curious, "What to perform?" ”

"There is a unique skill in Sichuan opera, called changing faces."

I nodded, "I know, I've seen it on TV." ”

She stepped out of the corner, straightened her costume, nodded at me, and began.

At the beginning of the performance, she changed from the role of a weak lady to a heroine, the swing of her arms changed from delicate to powerful, and her eyes became sharp, even if she was wearing "Miss" makeup, she couldn't hide the heroism of the female general.

After a small jump, her long sleeves flicked to her face, just like that, when the long sleeves left her face, her face was already wearing a black mask like Guan Gong.

It's said to be a mask, but it's like she has painted that kind of makeup on her face, which is very real.

But I know that if it's really makeup, it can't be painted in such a short time, it has to be a mask.

Just such a thought deviated kung fu, she changed to a mask with a green color, I can't understand what kind of face it is, the movement is too fast, not much better than the one on TV, I can't help but applaud her: "Okay!" ”

Her movements became more and more violent, and she became faster and faster, and even with a wave of her left hand and right hand, she connected and changed the two masks, and the interval was less than a second.

That's great!

For a moment, I felt that she was not standing in front of me, but on a high stage, and I was just a small audience member under the stage, enjoying her wonderful performance.

Just as I was fascinated, the lights in the room suddenly went out, and before I could be afraid, a beam of flashlight light came out, facing Hua Dan, and at this time, Hua Dan took off the last mask, revealing a grimace with blue and white eyes staring at you and blood and tears!

"Ahh

The moment I landed, I realized something was wrong.

The ground was a little soft, and it smelled of earth and ears of rice, and the wind blew and swept the leaves across my cheeks.

I looked up in amazement, why did I suddenly appear in the rice field?

Standing up blankly, I got up and got out of the ears of rice, and in the dark night, I could vaguely tell that this was the field in front of the old house, and I looked in the direction of the old house and saw the stage built on the edge of the concrete floor in front of the old house.

But there, because of the murder, a few wires were temporarily pulled and the lights were lit, and they were as bright as daytime, and when I look at it now, it is pitch black, and even the lights hanging at the doors of several courtyard doors of the ancient house are extinguished, and I stand here, looking there, and I can only see the outline of the ancient house and the stage.

It's like a ferocious beast that inhabits it and may stand up at any moment!

What the hell is going on, people? What about the uncles and officials in the village, who are still asking the police who are investigating?

I—Am I not waiting for the police in a makeshift interrogation room? Wasn't I watching that drama Hua Dan show a change of face, why did he suddenly come here?

Did I have a memory deficit again, or did I suddenly come to this point like a trick?

I subconsciously took two steps forward, and the ease of my whole body made me realize that something was wrong, and I looked down at my empty hands.

What about Qiu Xiaobao? Didn't I hold him all the time?

Did you just fall and drop him too?

I looked down and searched for a while, and even called Xiaobao a few times, but there was no sign of him, and I didn't get a response, and I was finally sure that Xiaobao was gone.

I'm really anxious now, why did I lose Xiaobao again, the question is, I've been holding him all the time, when did I let go?

Sure that there was no Xiaobao here, I spread out and ran through the ears of rice, trying to run back to the old house, but I didn't believe that everyone would disappear all at once.

I kept running, casually looking up to see how long it would be before I arrived, and was shocked to find that the distance between me and the old house had not shortened at all.

Am I standing still after running for so long?

Staring at the ancient house in disbelief for a while, I had to accept the fact that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get close to the main house.

I couldn't help but wonder if I was in a dream, but the smell of the earth and the ears of rice when the wind blew was so real, and the pain of the leaves of the ears of rice cutting on my skin was so real, it was hard to believe that it was a dream.

By the way, didn't Qiu Shiren also run to the field, he couldn't be seen long after he entered the field, will he still be here now?

Since you can't go back, why don't you try to find him?

So I changed direction and walked in the same direction as I remembered the poet, walking and jogging in the muddy or dry ground.

However, I searched for a while but found nothing, and it was as if I was trapped in this place, never able to get out, and it was exhausting.

Suddenly, not far in front of me, several ears of rice shook rapidly, squirming and squirming.

Is it a person, or what?

I was so desperate to see anything other than me, and even if it was dangerous, I slowly tried to get closer, and when I could reach out and touch the shaking ears of rice, suddenly someone stood up with a "boom".

I was startled and relieved to see that it was a person, but when I saw this person's face, I gasped.

Uncle Big, Big Song?

Isn't he dead?

I can still vividly remember the tragedy of his death.

However, he was now standing in front of me intact, still looking at me with squinting eyes: "Yo, beauty, you sent it yourself." ”

What? I listened to this in disbelief, although I knew that Omatsu was not a good product in nature, but for my grandmother's sake, he would still treat me as a junior and would not say such rude things to me.

But now, he looks at me like he sees a prey that has been waiting for a long time.

I stared at him in fear as I stepped back, not only because I knew he wasn't human, but also because of the salivating look and rubbing of his palms that looked like they were about to pounce on me.

With a "click", I felt like I stepped on something and made a soft sound, and this was like a signal to start a war.

I immediately turned around and ran, but before I could even run two meters away, Da Song knocked me down from behind, I ate a mouthful of mud, and after reacting, I tried hard to break free of Da Song, which was pressing on my back.

"Where else do you think you can run to here?" He said these words in tongues, turned me over, and began to tear my clothes.

"Bastard, what are you going to do!" I panicked, even though I realized that he wanted to do such a thing, and when he did, I still couldn't believe it, and slapped him hard, kicking my feet hard and trying to pull him off of me, "Let go of me, or my cousin and my grandmother won't let you go!" ”

But he didn't seem to hear what I was saying, and while shouting, "Look where you're going," he tore off his belt, grabbed me and hit him with both hands and pressed them to the top of my head, and tied my hands and wrists with the belt.

I took advantage of his leaning forward, my knees pushed up hard, and hit his unspeakable parts, he rolled off me with a scream, I immediately turned over and tried to crawl forward, I wanted to stand up, but my hands were tied by belts, and I couldn't use my strength in fright, so I could only crawl.

Two pairs of shoes appeared in front of me, and I paused, looked stiffly, and saw two men standing at the front of my escape route, right in front of me, looking at me condescendingly.

In the darkness, their faces were blurry, and I couldn't see clearly, except to hear them laughing lewdly as they looked at me.

"Where are you going to escape, can you escape?" One of them was intimidating, and his voice sounded familiar.

Da Song chased after me at this time, knelt beside me, pulled my hair back, and slapped me twice, the force was very fierce, hitting my head hard, my ears roared, and there was a moment of confusion in consciousness.

When I was most powerless to struggle, Dasong dragged me to the ground, and then held my hands, and the man with a familiar voice also held my feet, and the remaining one began to undress in front of me.

"No, help...... I struggled, I couldn't break free of the strength of the two men, I cried out in despair, hoping that someone passing by would save me, "Help, help...... Hmm, mmmm! ”

Omatsu covered my mouth, including my nose.

In the struggle, I couldn't absorb oxygen, my brain began to dizzy from lack of oxygen, I could still hear their smug laughter, I could feel the sound of their clothes being torn apart, and I even felt the long-lost tears slip from the corners of my eyes and roll into the dirt.

In the misty sight, the somewhat obese man pressed down-

"Bang!"

There was a knock on the door, which shook my eardrums, and I opened my eyes!

"Mommy, Mommy, you're awake, you're awake, Mommy, Mommy......"

As far as the eye can see, is Xiaobao, who is kneeling beside me, looking at me crying until he convulses, and then up, is the Qiu poet who hurriedly broke in, with a blue face.

My mind went blank, I didn't react at all, I stared at the poet like a fool.

He squatted down and helped me up, and I found myself lying on the floor of the temporary interrogation room, and the sound of "tu, tu, tu, tu" wooden sticks on the floor was heard, and my grandmother, who was on crutches, walked in with the help of others, and "looked" at me with her eyes closed, and then asked Qiu Shishi anxiously: "How is Lan Lan?" ”

Qiu Shishi's warm palm brushed my head, and then said to my grandmother, "She's fine. ”

Grandma nodded reassuringly, then looked at the people who followed up, and said lightly: "It's okay here, let's all go out." ”

The village chief looked at his grandmother and said hesitantly: "Sister-in-law Chen, look at this matter......"

"I said, leave this matter to the police, I can't control it."

"You don't think about it anymore?"

"It's useless to think about it more, the sins I made back then, now is the time to pay back, I'm not a policeman, I can't solve this case, don't talk about it." At the end of the day, my grandmother, who has always been kind and kind to me, has a majestic attitude that cannot be resisted.

The village chief sighed, "Okay then. ”

And he left the room with the others.

When my grandmother turned to me again, her majesty had been put down, and she was an ordinary grandmother who loved her granddaughter: "Good boy, the floor is cold, get up quickly." ”

I was helped to my feet by the poet.

My grandmother touched my hand, touched my earrings, and patted me on the shoulder: "It's nothing wrong with us, let's go home." ”

I answered in a trance, and wanted to help my grandmother, but I found that I was so far away from Qiu Shishi that I couldn't even stand steadily, and my grandmother walked forward on crutches by herself as if she knew my situation, and walked more steadily than me.

But I, who will be taken away by the poet.

Xiaobao ran to the other side of me, and must hold hands with me, while touching tears, standing beside me aggrieved and resolute, like a little husband.

But I could feel his fear.

"What's wrong with him?" I asked the poet.

When Qiu Shishi heard this, he glared at Xiaobao directly, Xiaobao's neck shrank, and he defended himself: "I, I thought she was the same as my mother, I just, I just ...... I've been staring at her hard, but still, still...... Let mom be ......"

As he spoke, he lowered his little head, aggrieved.

"I've said it a few times, whether it's a stranger or a stranger, you can't believe it, you should be on the sidelines, right?"

Qiu Xiaobao's mouth was flattened, and the tears of the soybeans fell down one by one: "Xiaobao, Xiaobao no, no, no, Dad, don't be angry, woo woo......"

"Okay, okay, what are you doing to the child so fiercely." Although I couldn't understand what the father and son were talking about, it didn't stop me from standing on Xiaobao's side.

Wiping his tears and comforting him: "Xiaobao, don't cry, let's not get along with Dad, ah." ”

Xiaobao shook his head vigorously: "It's Xiaobao who is not good, and he didn't protect his mother." Saying that, he cried even worse, "I, I made it clear that I wanted to protect my mother, Xiaobao, Xiaobao didn't do a good job." ”

"Xiaobao has done a good job," for a five-year-old child who said that he wanted to protect me, and blamed himself for it, I was a little crying and laughing, more moved, kissing him on the face a few times, "Look, mom has nothing to do now, right, it's all Xiaobao's credit." ”

Xiaobao hiccuped and looked at me with tears in his eyes, as if to make sure that what I said was true or false, and under my sincere eyes, he looked up at the fierce poop again.

Qiu Shishi sighed and covered his little head with his big palm: "A man doesn't cry, but learns from experience, don't make the same mistake next time, understand?" ”

Xiaobao nodded as if he didn't understand, he only knew that his father's tone was gentle, so he boldly tried to pull his hand, and after Qiu Shishi didn't refuse, Xiaobao relieved and rubbed his pants with his face.

Seeing this, Qiu Shishi wanted to hug him, but he refused, but returned to me, firmly holding my hand, indicating that he was a little man.

I really can't help him, I am sweetly distressed.

When I returned to my grandmother's house, my grandmother told us to wash and sleep quickly, and try not to get involved in this matter at night, I really wanted to ask my grandmother why the village chief, the older generation, would specially invite her over, and what did she mean by what she said to the village chief when she chased her into the temporary interrogation room?

However, seeing my grandmother's tired expression, I really couldn't pull her to say this at this time, it was already past twelve o'clock, and on weekdays, my grandmother would have already dreamed a few times.

I shared a bathroom with Qiu Shishi's room, Xiaobao was arguing to sleep with me, and after he gave Xiaobao a bath, he sent the sleeping Xiaobao back to my room, and when he saw that I was still sitting on the chair and not moving, he asked me, "Do you wash first or I wash first?" ”

"Huh? Oh, whatever. "I'm absent-minded.

He stood still and looked at me: "You wash first." ”

"Okay." I was supposed to be smooth, but I sat still.

Actually, I don't know what's wrong with me, the mouth, the brain, and the body seem to be separated, the mouth says something different from what I think in my head, and the body refuses to move when it receives the command in my head.

He waited for a while, walked over to me, and got closer, and he frowned and grabbed my shoulder: "Why are you shaking?" ”