Dressed in silver, the village is as peaceful as ever.

Wang Baoshan's car drove to the village and did not attract everyone's attention as Wu Ming did when he was a child. Now that life is better, many people in the village have bought cars, and cars are also a common product in the village.

Wu Ming looked out through the ice flowers in the window, and there was not much change in the village, every family still circled around the cattle pen, some adults smoked outside, and some did small chores in the yard.

The weather is too cold, it is almost impossible to see the chat, and the acquaintances meet only two words of greeting. Even so, it can't be stopped, the children are playing outside, they are wearing cotton jackets and cotton hats, their little faces are red from the cold, but they are still in the snow, running around.

When Wu Ming was young, everyone liked to play the game of Journey to the West, everyone rushed to be the Monkey King, and he wanted to be a Tang monk, but he couldn't do it, so he could only be a sand monk. But there is a role that no one wants to do, and that role is Zhu Bajie. In order to play with everyone, Wu Ming plays the role of Zhu Bajie every time he plays this game.

Looking at the children laughing and playing, Wu Ming couldn't help but recall the past.

"Big brother, where are we going?"

"Turn left at the intersection in front of you, go straight to a small bridge, and when you get to the small bridge, you can see a coffin shop, let's go to the coffin shop."

When he arrived at the door, Wang Baoshan parked the car, got down from the car, and went to the co-pilot to help Wu Ming, Wu Ming got out of the car, and heard someone in the yard shouting: "Isn't this Wu Ming?" Why, it's developed, and there are still people waiting to get out of the car. ”

"Oh, grandpa, don't talk nonsense, this is my eldest brother, I was injured in the city, and I almost died, and the first thing I thought of when I escaped death was, why didn't I have a coffin with you."

"I'm whoa, whoa, whoa, there is no taboo for children to speak, you set a fart coffin, only those over 60 years old are eligible to choose materials for themselves, you give me a stop."

Wang Mazi was wearing a torn cotton jacket, so thick clothes couldn't cover his big belly, he reprimanded Wu Ming, and nodded and smiled at Wang Baoshan with a shy smile unique to countrymen.

"Come in, go in, it's cold outside."

After entering the house, Wang Mazi's daughter-in-law saw that it was Wu Ming, so she smiled and said, "I'll slow down the meat." ”

"Auntie, don't be busy, let's go to the restaurant to eat at noon."

"What kind of restaurant to go to, it's very expensive, eat at home, your little face is as white as a piece of paper, let your aunt squat some pig bones for you to make up for your body."

Wu Ming smiled, usually Wang Mazi is not so generous, it is estimated that he is too weak, this can be seen by this look. Otherwise, Wang Mazi can't do this.

I haven't seen Wang Mazi for a long time, Wu Ming told me about recognizing his mother, Wang Mazi heard it, and said in wonder: "You are the son of Wu's eldest sister, then your father is Cheng Feng." ”

"Do you know Cheng Feng?"

"I know, the boy who learned art with your grandfather, his head is smart. Later, I didn't know why, so I died inexplicably. ”

"What the hell?"

"I heard it was burned."

Hearing these two words, Wu Ming knew that Wang Mazi didn't know much about the situation, the traffic was inconvenient at that time, and what happened in the city didn't know how long it would take to reach the village. Wu Ming didn't forget the purpose of coming back, so he changed his words and asked directly: "Do you remember my uncle Wu Changci?" ”

"Wu Changci, that turtle grandson, I remember, Li Deshun just showed him feng shui, but he was the only one left to die in the last family."

"A dead family?"

Wu Ming suddenly realized that this problem didn't seem to be so simple, and as soon as Wang Mazi mentioned Wu Changci, he yelled at the turtle grandson, obviously in his impression, his uncle was not a good person at all.

"I don't know the specifics, the dead people were all arranged by your grandfather, I helped make the coffin, just listen to your grandfather muttered a few words, your grandfather said, Wu Changci, this kid, his heart is blacker than the soil on the ground."

"Does the old neighbor in the neighborhood know?"

"Those old people have basically moved away, and everyone thinks that the piece of land where Li Deshun lived is unlucky, and they have all moved away, you know this."

"I want to know who else is in the village, I want to ask."

"Then I'll have to ask you, who knows about it. The house had been empty for many years, and only recently was bought by an outsider, who was not doing well, and the villagers said that it was the cause of the curse. ”

As he was talking, someone suddenly rushed in and said to Wang Mazi: "Lao Wang, hurry up, hurry up, there are dead people in the village." ”

"Ah, who?"

"Zhou Yun's son, Zhou Feng!"

Zhou Yun's son, Zhou Feng, was discovered by several men in the village, they came back from drinking cattle by the river together, smoking cigarettes and chatting, at first they didn't notice that it was a corpse that fell in the snow, and thought that someone's torn cotton jacket was blown by the wind and fell there. One of the men had sharp eyes and saw that it was a child.

Even so, the man didn't think it was a dead man, he walked over, kicked Zhou Feng's body with his toes, and shouted: "Little guy, don't sleep here, freeze your hands and feet." ”

Zhou Feng didn't move, and the man saw that the blood stains on Zhou Feng's body had dyed the snow red.

In fact, Suo Sanye stayed in this village, and there was a strange phenomenon, that is, all the people in this village died normally. As soon as Suo Sanye died, the widow in the village died, and the township chief was also tossed in.

Then, Wu Ming dealt with the matter, and then Wu Ming left, and the village returned to its original calm state. Now, there are dead people in the village, just like someone dropped a bomb in the quiet village, the whole village is boiling, they gather here, and the inner and outer three layers surround Zhou Feng.

At this time, the child's mother came, and everyone did not hear her heart-rending cry. In fact, when the child Zhou Yun walked into the encirclement, everyone could feel that she was trembling, and when she picked up her son, she fainted on the grass all of a sudden.

When Wu Ming and the others arrived, it was already late, Wu Ming wanted to say that the scene was protected, but where else could the scene be protected, and the footprints around it were enough to show how many times people had come to this place.

The police station in the village couldn't solve the murder, so they quickly called the criminal police team in the city, and when the criminal police team arrived, the sun had already set, and there were still a lot of people gathered around them, and they all wanted to see how the police solved this matter.

Wu Ming is also there, although the criminal police team is not Jin Zhiai and Wang Yi, but Wu Ming, the person from the criminal police team, has a familiar face, so he went over to say hello, the surname of the criminal police team is Li, and when he saw Wu Ming, he said with a little complaint: "Wu Ming, where are you?" Why don't you pay attention to protecting the scene. (To be continued.) Announcement: Biquge APP is online, supporting Android and Apple. Please pay attention to the WeChat public account to enter the download and install appxsyd (press and hold for three seconds to copy)