Chapter 30: A Review of the Past

When I was young, I was different from other children during the day, whether it was day or night, I could always see something during the day that others couldn't see.

When I tell others about this during the day, they always say that they have a brain disease during the day, and they are dazed and frightened during the day.

Later, when he was about eight years old during the day, strange things often happened in the village, and they were things that science could not explain.

After a long time, the villagers were scared and unanimously approached the village chief to ask for a solution. The village chief frowned, and he didn't want to make people panic like this, but he couldn't tell what was going on.

Just when everyone felt that there was nothing to be done, during the day, under the leadership of his grandfather, he found the village chief and told the reason why strange things kept happening in the village.

The reason is that the occurrence of these strange things is related to a beggar named He Sheng, and I still remember telling the village chief this during the day: "He Sheng is a beggar, and one night he walked to the entrance of our village, and when he was tired, he fell asleep on the pile of straw at the entrance of the village. In the middle of the night, someone passed by drunk and accidentally tripped over He Sheng's outstretched foot, and the person shouted insults, punched and kicked He Sheng, He Sheng was knocked to the ground several times, and the last time he happened to fall, and his head hit the stone on the side of the road. Ho is dead, but his soul is still there, he is taking revenge, he is looking for the murderer who killed him. ”

Hearing an eight-year-old child say such remarks, the village chief felt dazed and frightened, and looked at the grandfather in the day with suspicious eyes, the grandfather in the day was a respected old man in the village, and in the face of these ridiculous-sounding remarks during the day, the village chief could not make up his mind for a while.

The grandfather during the day took a puff of dry tobacco, clicked his mouth, and then looked at the village chief and said, "During the day, this kid should have yin and yang eyes and can be psychic." In the past, during the day, he always said that he could see some strange shadows, and I thought it was because he was young and said nonsense. However, if this matter is really as Bai Bai said, then it proves that there are really yin and yang eyes during the day, and you can see ghosts and ......"

"This, this ......" the village chief hesitated, looking a little incredulous.

"It's nothing impossible, don't forget what our ancestors did, it's just that no one in my grandfather's generation was born with yin and yang eyes and couldn't see ghosts, and the reputation of the ancestors gradually declined. Unexpectedly, after more than a hundred years, when it comes to the daytime generation, there will really be a natural yin and yang eyes! ”

Grandpa Bai was also a little amazed, he didn't expect that the yin and yang eyes that had lost their inheritance for a hundred years would appear on Bai Bai's body again.

"So what the hell is going on? If it is really as said during the day, why didn't we see He Sheng's body? After listening to Grandpa Bai's words, the village chief already roughly believed what Bai Bai said, but he still had some doubts.

"His body has been hidden, and the scene of the murder has been processed. Village Chief, I can take you to find He Sheng's body, and I can also prove that He Sheng was really killed at the entrance of the village. "The words of the little daytime are mature, but the voice is still the innocence that a child should have.

So, during the day, he followed the village chief and his party to the entrance of the village, standing in this familiar and homely place, and stretched out his little finger to point to the side of the road during the day, and said to everyone: "Here, there was originally a stone, but now there is no one." ”

As soon as Daytime's words came out, everyone looked in the direction that Daytime was pointing, and soon someone chimed in: "That's right, there used to be a stone here, and when we used to rest, we used to sit on that stone, but now it's really gone." ”

The village chief also had an impression of the stone, squatting down and playing with the surrounding grass, looking at it that it had been covered, but compared to the loose soil in other places, the village chief nodded solemnly, "Half of this stone is underground, look at this trace, it has indeed been dug out." ”

"This stone is stained with He Sheng's blood, so that person will dig up the stone. As for He Sheng's corpse......" Speaking of this, Bai Bai paused for a moment, imagining that scene, and Bai Bai's expression was a little ugly, with a hint of fear.

"What's the matter, where is He Sheng's body? Who killed He Sheng? During the day, you honestly, it's a big deal! The village chief's face was heavy, and he looked at the day and asked anxiously.

The immature face of the day was a little uneasy, closed his eyes tightly, swallowed his saliva hard, and then stretched out his hand and pointed in a direction in the village with some trembling, and said: "He Sheng's corpse is in, in the old mansion of Aunt Zhang's family......"

"What?" The people in the village were all taken aback, and the person who was called Aunt Zhang during the day had a dull expression, and his dark and unpretentious face was full of shock.

"It's impossible, it's impossible, why don't I know about it! The old house has not been lived in for many years, who is so immoral that he killed someone and got it to our house. Aunt Zhang was incredulous and angry, and at the same time her face was a little sad and unbearable, for the sake of He Sheng, who died in vain.

Seeing Aunt Zhang like this, a touch of cowardice crossed her face during the day, her eyes flickered and she bit her lip, and then lowered her head and whispered: "Aunt Zhang, yes, it's Uncle Zhang...... It was he who killed He Sheng......"

"......" The complicated expression on Aunt Zhang's face froze, looking at Bai Bai blankly, her whole body tensed, and she trembled and said unfavorable words, "How, how is it possible...... During the day, don't talk nonsense about you, you little baby...... Zhang Qiang, he wasn't at home at all, he had already gone out to work, how could he kill and kill......"

There was no sound during the day, seeing the silent appearance of bowing her head during the day, Aunt Zhang was a little broken, her usual honest and honest image was not there, she became a little crazy, and roared at the day: "The child is talking nonsense, what yin and yang eyes, what can see ghosts, saying these words is a lie!" ”

"Aunt Zhang, I didn't ......" was a little aggrieved during the day, there were faint tears on her immature little face, looking at Aunt Zhang's angry appearance, she grabbed the corner of her grandfather's clothes with an aggrieved expression during the day.

"During the day, you go on......" Grandpa sighed during the day, he knew that during the day he would not lie.

"Grandpa, it's really Uncle Zhang...... "Bai Bai flattened his mouth, his expression was a little aggrieved, and his voice was wet and a little whimpering, "It was Uncle Zhang who killed He Sheng, took his body to the old mansion, and hid it." ”

"Fart! You say, you said that the body of that person is in the old mansion, where is it, where is it, how do I not know! Aunt Zhang was emotional, panting and shouting angrily.

In the pickle jar in the cellar, Uncle Zhang hid He Sheng's body in the pickle jar in the cellar. I'm not lying, these are all things He Sheng told me......" Speaking of this, the mood during the day was also a little broken, and he couldn't imagine that a person's body would be hidden in the pickle jar that was commonly used in every house.

Hearing this during the day, the people in the village were stunned, and Aunt Zhang's expression was a little stunned, recalling that Zhang Qiang really pulled a pickle jar from home to the old house, Aunt Zhang's face was full of depravity, and she squatted on the ground unsteadily.