Grandpa was suspicious: "Don't get lost." ”

Kimber scoffed: "The short mother-in-law has lived here for thirty or forty years, how can she get lost!" ”

Grandpa said, "I mean, the dwarf mother-in-law is afraid that she will run into a lost god." ”

As soon as I heard this, I interjected: "What kind of god is the lost god?" "I've heard all kinds of myths before, and there are many gods who can name them, but I've never heard of a lost god.

Kimber explained to his grandfather: "The lost god is not a god, it is a special kind of ghost. If you're still on your way in the wilderness at a late stage and you're still on your mind, you're likely to come across it. Maybe the short mother-in-law walked too quickly, didn't pay much attention, and fell into the law of the god of getting lost. ”

Ma Jun hurriedly asked beside him: "Will that kill my mother!" ”

Jin Bo scolded Ma Jun and said, "Can you say something good from your mouth?" Are you looking forward to your mother's accident sooner? There are no water ghosts in the lost gods, and the hanging necks are terrible. This kind of ghost is most likely to be encountered on the most familiar roads. ”

I was puzzled and asked, "What is the easiest way to meet on a familiar road?" Why is that? Isn't it the hardest way to get lost on the road of familiarity? It's a strange road that can get lost. ”

"If you're on a road you're not familiar with, you'll look at the road carefully, for fear of making a mistake. In this way, it will be very difficult for the lost god to make you lose your way in the middle of the law. If, after you have walked a thousand times, you don't even think about which path is right and which path is wrong, and you step out with your left foot before you put down your right foot. When you suddenly realize that the road ahead is not right, it will be too late. Kimber explained.

Grandpa nodded, and instructed a few young people who came with him, "Stop gossiping, go and find it." Don't shout the name of the dwarf mother-in-law, it's easy to call people's souls away at night. ”

Grandpa and I took care of the horsemen, and Kimber took a few men to the other side of the general slope. In the distance, I saw a few flashlights flickering from the other end of the general slope, like everlasting lamps on a new grave.

But in the middle of the night, they all came back dejected.

Kimber shook his head and said, "We searched everywhere, but we didn't see the shadow of the dwarf woman, nor did we hear the voice of the dwarf woman." Did she not go to the general slope? ”

Ma Jun insisted: "She must have gone there." Because at that time, only Ma Jun knew that the dwarf mother-in-law had sharpened bamboo nails in the morning to nail Wenwen's grave.

"There's no way around that, we shine everywhere with flashlights, but we don't see it." Kimber said with his hands outstretched.

We were helpless, so we had to take good care of the horsemen while worrying about the safety of the dwarf mother-in-law.

The horseman tied to the bed was very uncomfortable, and his hands kept trying to break free from the hemp rope, and his wrists were rubbed and broken, and the blood stained the hemp rope red. His whole face was deformed, his mouth puffed out and he gritted his teeth hard, as if he was being burned, as if a soldering iron was attached to his back, and it was terrible to see.

The next morning, when the rooster crowed three times, the horsemen soothed and fell into a deep sleep. My grandfather and Kimber and I were exhausted and lethargic. Opening the door, the Ma Jun who sent us first found the short woman lying on the floor. Ma Jun shouted: "Mother! ”

Then we saw the lying down of the short mother-in-law, her face was extremely pale and tired, her hair and eyebrows were covered with night frost, and at first glance she looked like a strange gray-haired old man. Ma Jun thought she was dead and cried. We quickly lifted our spirits and carried the dwarf woman into the house. Kimber fetched a hot towel for the dwarf woman to wipe her face. Grandpa stretched out his hand to probe his nose, and there was still a faint breath, and immediately asked me to go to the village entrance to call the doctor over, and asked Ma Jun to cook some hot soup.

The doctor came and gave the dwarf mother-in-law an infusion. Ma Jun fed her a few mouthfuls of hot soup, and the short mother-in-law woke up, her eyes as weak as a lamp about to go out.

Ma Jun cooked some more noodles and ate some for me, my grandfather, and Kimber. At that time, I was a little suspicious about why their family likes to cook noodles and eat them. The short mother-in-law also brought Wenwen a bowl of noodles on the first day of marriage. When I lived at my grandfather's house, I often saw them eating noodles, and I rarely saw them cooking rice and stir-frying vegetables seriously.

After Wenwen's accident, I also heard some troubled women discuss: "Their family Wenwen hanged himself because he always eats noodles." The noodles are like a rope for the neck. "Of course, this is just a random conjecture of a bunch of idlers, and it is not to be believed. I just thought about it and it passed.

Ma Jun saw that the short mother-in-law had woken up, so he asked anxiously, "Mother, what's wrong with you?" ”