"I remember you said before that smoking is the worst habit." I felt like I was really stupid tonight.

Zhang Lan said in a sluggish voice: "It's all in the past. ”

I don't know what's wrong with Zhang Lan, and I don't want to inquire too much about Zhang Lan's privacy.

I handed the cigarette case to Zhang Lan.

Zhang Lan took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, I bent down and lit a cigarette for Zhang Lan with a lighter, and saw her calm breasts, although I saw the flesh, there was no trace of evil thoughts.

Zhang Lan said: "I'll come by myself." ”

I handed Zhang Lan the lighter, and then sat next to Zhang Lan and smoked a cigarette.

The body odor emanating from Zhang Lan's body was very good, and I bent my feet up, then pressed my elbows on my knees, and smoked while staring blankly at the calm river.

In the village across the river, I don't know which family's stereo is loud, and there is a big voice like a cow singing a song by Chen Huixian "How Much Tenderness and How Many Dreams" on the microphone.

After a while, Zhang Lan touched my hand and handed me the lighter.

I took the lighter from Zhang Lan's hand, and Zhang Lan no longer made a sound, only the slight sound of breathing and smoking.

I felt very depressed and turned my head to look at Zhang Lan.

Zhang Lan smoked calmly, and there was no me in her eyes at all.

I was bored with the lighter, and the clatter of the fire and the whispering of the river looked particularly awkward in the night.

I looked at the light of the fire that lit up and went out, and couldn't stop asking Zhang Lan: "Sister-in-law Zhang Lan, what are you thinking?" ”

I wanted to call her Zhang Lan, or just call her you, but the words still became Zhang Lan's sister-in-law.

Zhang Lan took a puff of cigarette, looked at me fixedly, and said, "Zhenzai, I want to see the ghost again." ”

I think Zhang Lan called me here tonight, and her initial idea was definitely not to see the ghost again, there should be other ideas, but she changed her mind temporarily.

I said, "You didn't call me here just for that, did you?" ”

Zhang Lan sighed and said, "It's really not for this. ”

I asked, "Can you tell me about it?" ”

Zhang Lan looked blankly into the depths of the night and said, "There is no point in saying it." ”

"Why?" I suddenly wanted to know her original thoughts on coming to me.

Zhang Lan turned her head to look at me, her eyes looked at me very firmly, I suddenly had some dizziness, and when I was dizzy, Zhang Lan said, "Zhenzai, don't ask." I just want to look at the ghosts again, okay? ”

I was persuaded by Zhang Lan's firm eyes, and I didn't dare to pursue that question anymore, so I asked her, "Are you really not afraid?" ”

Zhang Lan said persistently: "Don't be afraid." ”

I don't want to open the heavenly eye for Zhang Lan tonight, I have already opened the heavenly eye for her once, and if I open the heavenly eye for her again, not only will the retribution I suffer deepen, but she will also lose her life. A person's fire color is high, and once he is constantly opened to the heavens, he will lose his life, so I prepared a set of "mortals see ghosts" before I came, and I prepared a set of "mortals see ghosts" - crow blood and incense and other medicinal techniques.

"You close your eyes." I hugged Zhang Lan's shoulders and faced him.

Zhang Lan faced me and closed her eyes, and in the hazy moonlight, Zhang Lan's appearance of closing her eyes hooked my heart deeply.

She's beautiful.

Her beauty makes me feel sorry and I am worried.

I took out a vial from my trouser pocket, smeared the "mortal hell" medicine on Zhang Lan's eyelashes, and used the hypnotic method of hypnotism to recite a spell in a serious manner.

Zhang Lan was already immersed in my pretending to be a ghost, and after I applied the medicine of "mortals see ghosts", she smelled a strange fragrance again, and suddenly felt in a trance.

After I finished reciting the mantra, I calmly said to Zhang Lan: "You slowly open your eyes, the ghosts are in front of your eyes, you see them." This is a hypnotic suggestion commonly used by hypnotists, which has existed in witchcraft since ancient times, and in witchcraft it is not called hypnotism but ecstasy.

Zhang Lan was in a bit of a trance, under my instructions, slowly opened her eyelids, and looked into the hazy moonlight, only to see that ghosts and buildings really appeared on the river beach.

Zhang Lan was so frightened that she collapsed in my arms and asked, "This, is this true?" ”

I didn't want to deceive Zhang Lan, but I had to say, "It's true, don't keep quiet, or the ghost will be on you." ”

Zhang Lan no longer dared to open her eyes to see the "ghost", and closed her eyes and asked me to hurry up and help her remove the witchcraft of seeing ghosts.

She is still afraid of ghosts, so she is not completely desperate.

I couldn't stop stealing fun, and hugged Zhang Lan and pressed Zhang Lan.

Zhang Lan's body went limp, she looked at me in a daze, and the moment I kissed her, she pushed me away.

She lay there curled up, her back to me, the silver moonlight shining miserably white on her sobbing body, she was sobbing like a wounded mermaid.

"I'm sorry." I said at a loss.

Zhang Lan didn't say anything.

She was sobbing.

I didn't want to blasphemy Zhang Lan anymore, so I pulled Zhang Lan up and said, "Wash your eyes with water, and you won't see hell." ”

Zhang Lan obediently asked me to take her hand and walk towards the river, I felt her heart pounding, and I used the river water to help Zhang Lan wash off the "mortal ghosts" medicine on her eyelashes.

Zhang Lan came to her senses instantly, she opened her eyes and couldn't see the "ghost" anymore.

When she saw me looking at her, she lowered her eyes and sat down on the spot and said, "Boy, I want to ask you a question." ”

"Just ask." I sat down next to her, lit a cigarette and smoked it.

Zhang Lan asked me, "You tell me, do people have an afterlife?" ”

I asked her puzzled, what is this for?

She said you just tell me the truth.

I said yes.

She said she had heard some old people say that superstitious masters can do things to others.

I told Zhang Lan that my father had warned me since I was a child that I should do good deeds and accumulate virtues, and engaging in superstition is to eliminate disasters and solve problems for others, not to compete for strength and competitiveness, and not to seek wealth and kill people. If I hurt someone with evil magic, if the other party didn't harm me with evil magic first, and it wasn't the black witch who harmed people with evil magic, then I can't use it to blame that person anyway, otherwise I will be punished.

Zhang Lan sighed after listening to my words, said no more, and stared at the end of the river in the distance at night with confused eyes.

I thought Zhang Lan was weird tonight, so I asked her tentatively, "You quarreled with Brother Xiaoyi again?" ”

I originally wanted to say if the two of them were divorcing again, and if she wanted to find me to blame Xiaoyi or something.

The couple had not lived together for more than two years, and it was already an open secret from the villagers, which was told by her mother-in-law.

Xiaoyi has moved to the county with her son since she divorced Zhang Lan, Zhang Lan lives alone in the countryside, usually lives in the school, and sometimes she doesn't go back to this home during the holidays, but goes back to her parents' house.

Zhang Lan was silent for a while and said, "I don't have anything to quarrel with him." ”

"It's good if it's not noisy."

"I'm leaving. Thank you. ”

After Zhang Lan left, I also went home.

On a sweltering summer night, I lay on a chaise longue on the barn to cool off, the river breeze blew ashore and swam through the village to drive away the layers of heat, and the insects and frogs in the fields chirped one after another.

The moon wandered in the thin clouds of the starry sky, and Wen Lezi came back from Liu Xuewen's house after drinking, singing a little song and passing by my house's sun-valley ping to find me.

"Really boy, it's a corpse." Wen Lezi hiccuped and shouted.

I don't care about the leprosy, the scoundrel in this team, all day long and idle, wherever there is wine to eat, there is no one in the team who does not hate him, but no one can take the leprosy, I sometimes want to be a leper, at least that way to live freely, casual others to talk about the long and short, I live my own way like a dog.

But I'm still an unwritten leper, because I still have dignity.

After I ignored him, Wen Lezi hummed a little song and went back to the old adobe house left to him by his father.

"Zhenzai, you go to the melon field tonight to see the melons." My father came out of the hall with his bag on his back and said to me, "I'll go to Erping's house and talk about Rasha tomorrow." ”

I answered and said to the black dog that was at my feet, "Die." ”

The black dog understood what I was saying, and it lay down next to me with a very aggrieved "whin", burying its head between its legs and staring at me blankly.

I raised my hand and slapped it on my arm, "Damn, the mosquitoes are so powerful now, I have to buy a box of mosquito coils, otherwise I will be sucked dry by mosquitoes in the melon field tonight." After I finished speaking, I opened my voice and shouted into the room, "Sister Xiang, help me carry the chaise longue in." I went to sleep in the melon field. ”