When my great-grandfather heard that my grandfather had run away again, he sighed and said to my great-grandmother, "If we never gave birth to this son, he is not a housekeeper!" ”

Talking about two ends. By the way, where did my grandfather go after he ran away from home? He was very complicated and contradictory at this time, on the one hand, he was reluctant to let my great-grandfather and my great-grandmother marry me, on the other hand, he was disgusted with the family affair that my great-grandfather and my great-grandmother knotted him, especially the matter of forcing him to have a round house with Wang Xiaojin, not what he thought of Wang Xiaojin, Wang Xiaojin is a good girl who is loved by everyone, my grandfather likes her in his heart, but the huge injury last time, until now he has not been able to calm down, in his heart, afraid to mention matters related to marriage, afraid to face Wang Xiaojin, Looking at Wang Xiaojin's beautiful face, he can only think of Xiaoyu's cold and helpless corpse, and can only remind him of Xiaoyu's lonely grave.

He is not ready to accept Wang Xiaojin, he is not ready to accept the reality in front of him, he needs a process, a process for a long time, running away from home, and he is just letting himself not face all this for the time being, slowly passing through this process, and slowly accepting the past and the present in the torment......

Before my grandfather ran away from home this time, he made some preparations, took a few pieces of clothes at home, a few hundred taels of silver tickets, and took some objects to exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts, all of which were rolled up into a big burden by him and carried on his back, while my great-grandfather was asleep in the room, while my great-grandmother and Wang Xiaojin were cooking in the kitchen, he quietly slipped out of the house, like a traveler wandering all over the world, and went all the way east along the Yellow River.

He doesn't know where his destination is, he just wants to stay away from his home, away from the persecution of his parents, away from Wang Xiaojin's face that reminds him of the past, he wants to find a place for himself where no one disturbs, be quiet, and think about it.

Along the way, long journeys, ups and downs, he has seen a lot of things and come into contact with many people, there are good things and bad things, there are good people and bad people.

Over time, one day, he was finally tired of walking, and wanted to find a fishing boat on the river to be a buddy for others, so he stopped for a while, but at this time, the fish in the river had already dived into the deep water, and the fishing boat had already been changed to a cargo ship to run the ship.

My grandfather had no choice but to drag his body to the east along the river, walk for a day during the day, and go to the village on the bank of the river at night to find a family, give dozens of copper plates to others, eat and sleep. When you leave the next morning, fill the water bag with water and ask the family to cook some thick dough flatbread as dry food for the day. The days of wandering are actually quite bitter.

In my grandfather's heart, he has been looking for the place he longs for, but he has never been able to find it, and he doesn't even know where that place is.

Stop-and-go, three months later, the time came to the spring of 1887 AD, that is, the thirteenth year of Guangxu of the Qing Dynasty, the spring of the year of Dinghai.

At this time, just in the spring, the ice and snow melted and everything recovered, the breeze blew on the face warm, just like the gentle care of the mother's hands, on the willow branches on the bank of the river, a layer of yellow-green buds quietly emerged, from a distance, it looked like being smeared with a layer of light green makeup, my grandfather looked at those branches and smiled, and his thoughts returned to his childhood with the willow moving in the wind......

This season, for the people in the past, is a time of the year when there is no success. After the long winter, there is not much left of the grain saved in the year, and the crops in the field and the wild vegetables that can satisfy hunger have not yet grown, and the common people have to tighten their belts to save money, and some poor people will go to the river to pick up some buds on the willow branches, and after going home, they are scalded with boiling water, mixed with sorghum flour and steamed to eat.

We call the buds on the willow branches here "willow whiskers", which vividly describes the buds on the wicker as fluffy like whiskers.

Straight to the point. On this day, my grandfather walked along the river for a long time without seeing a single family, and when it was about to dark, he finally saw a small village, which was not big, and there were only about 20 families by sight. Under a row of willow trees on the bank of the river, my grandfather met a few villagers who were picking up the sprouts, apparently planning to use them for dinner.

My grandfather walked over and asked them what place this was, but what my grandfather didn't expect was that several villagers were not friendly and ignored them, and asked several times, and one of them said, "This is Juancheng." ”

Inquire again, where is Juancheng? The villagers barely burst out two words from between their teeth, "Heze".

Only then did my grandfather realize that he had come down the river to the boundary of Heze County, Caozhou Prefecture, which is now Heze City, Shandong Province.

When my grandfather was young, he learned martial arts with several martial artists in Caifu, one of the martial artists was a native of Heze, Shandong, and I heard that the martial artist said that they were very hospitable and hospitable, drinking wine and eating meat in big bowls, all brothers in the four seas, righteous and thin clouds, they are not only men practicing martial arts, women also practicing martial arts, almost everyone practices martial arts, worthy of the name of the hometown of martial arts.

There is a reason why everyone here in Heze practices martial arts, and I'll talk about it later.

My grandfather raised his hand and asked, "What is the name of this small village by the river?" ”

When a few villagers heard this, they looked up and down at my grandfather a few times, twisted their heads, and picked up their willow whiskers, but no one answered, as if they hadn't heard.

When my grandfather saw this, his heart felt as if he had been pricked by a needle. Along the way, I have been to many places, and I have never seen such indifferent people as them, as if they have a grudge against them, and it seems to be an exaggeration to say that the people here are bold and hospitable.

My grandfather patiently asked, "Is there anyone in the village who can stay overnight, I want to spend the night in the village." ”

When several villagers heard this, they pulled their faces down, and one of them, a short middle-aged woman, said to my grandfather in an almost threatening tone: "Young man, you'd better get out of here quickly and spend the night in our village, it's no good for you!" ”

"Auntie, what do you mean by that?" My grandfather asked politely.

Another dark-skinned woman, although she also pulled her face, was relatively kind, and she explained to my grandfather: "Our village is evil, and if outsiders go in, something will happen, so you should go quickly, and a dozen miles further on is the 'ferry', where there is an inn." ”

Ferry, I checked the information, that is, the current Dongkou Town, Juancheng County, Heze City, Shandong Province, after years to the present, "Ferry" has been pronounced as "Dongkou", which may have a lot to do with the local dialect.

My grandfather smiled when he heard this, why didn't he see the evil child? Even the dragon lord in the river has been slaughtered, what evil child can scare him? With a smile on his face, my grandfather asked curiously, "What kind of evil method?" ”

As soon as my grandfather asked this, the faces of several villagers changed at the same time, and the willow whiskers were not picked, so they turned around and left, leaving in a hurry, which made my grandfather inexplicable.

However, my grandfather can see from the walking steps of several people, and they have all practiced. He said in his heart that the words of boldness and hospitality are exaggerated, but it is true that everyone practices martial arts.

At this time, my grandfather was really tired of walking, and his stomach was rumbling with hunger, and if he had to walk more than ten miles to the "ferry" that the woman said, he didn't want to go any further.

After thinking about it, my grandfather decided to spend the night in the village, no matter how evil it was, maybe these people were alarmist.

My grandfather is not only a martial artist, but also has the means to exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts.

At this time, it is not yet the time to drop the watch, which is about half past six in the evening, and it is time to turn on the lights.

After entering the village, what my grandfather didn't expect was that this small village was actually closed to the house, and I don't know what was going on, not even a light was lit at night, and the whole village was not only dark, but also lifeless.

After my grandfather endured that strange feeling in the village for a long time, he found that there was only one family with the door of the courtyard open, standing at the gate of the courtyard and shouting a few times, no one answered, and when he walked into the courtyard, the door was also open, and it was dark inside, and he shouted a few times in the courtyard, but no one answered.

My grandfather was very puzzled, looked left and right, and there was no one in sight, he was tired and hungry, and he couldn't care so much, so he walked into the room in a few steps.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, the light in the room was very bad, and the air was filled with the smell of burning incense and burning paper. ~pen

My grandfather stood in the room and shouted twice, and when he saw that no one answered, he took off the big burden on his body and put it at his feet, took out half of the candle from it, lit it with a fire sickle, and held it up to the room.

I saw that the room was very empty, and there were three large black lacquer coffins in the middle of the line, and in front of the three coffins were placed a brazier and an incense burner, and there were many burnt ashes in them. Apart from the three large coffins and the brazier and incense burner, there was nothing else in the room.

My grandfather wondered in his heart, who has nothing to do with putting three coffins in it?

At this time, he found that there were two more rooms on the left and right of the room, and he walked into them with candles and looked inside, but the two rooms were also empty, not to mention that there was no one, and there were not even any other objects. This situation and this scene look a little weird.

However, my grandfather doesn't care about this, no one in the house is better, although there is no food, at least there is a place to sleep this night, and there is no need to pay for the house.

At this time, he was no longer as restrained as before, and picked out one of the two that he was more satisfied with, in fact, there was nothing to pick, it was all empty, and he ran outside to bring a large pile of rice straw, laid a thick grass nest for himself in it, and pulled the waistband of his trousers, and slept in the grass nest.

I slept until midnight, and something happened, and there was an unusual noise from the three large coffins outside......-The Last Ghost Hunter-