I was sleeping soundly when suddenly I heard a quarrel in my ears. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sound was so loud that I opened my eyes in a daze and looked towards the light.

The curtains were drawn in the shadows, and two people stood outside.

I looked around intently, leaving only a single person curled up in the blanket.

Feeling sleepy welled up in my head, I yawned lowly, and got up and walked out of the house.

When I walked to the door, I suddenly heard a much quieter voice, and when I opened the door, I found that inside the pavilion outside, Zhou Yinian was sitting on the stone table with the derivative opposite, gobbling up food.

I scratched my head a little dazedly, I shouldn't have heard it wrong.

Glancing at the yard, except for the two of them, my aunt was busy in the kitchen.

Listening to the loud commotion coming from the kitchen, there must have been no movement in the accident compared to my aunt.

I staggered to the kitchen window, my eyes fixed on my aunt's hand below. My aunt suddenly turned around and made eye contact with me.

He smiled calmly and put away his movements, walked to a table and picked up something, and walked out of the door.

My aunt walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of hot noodles with a smile on her face, reached out and handed it to me, squinted her eyes and said, "Ji Lin, come and eat something, you have all slept for a day." ”

"Okay~~~" Looking at the steaming hot noodles handed over by my aunt, I reached out and took it without saying a word.

With his face in hand, he walked towards the pavilion in the courtyard.

After the noodles rested on the stone table, I glanced at the two people around me, and found nothing strange, each eating the contents of their own bowls. I shook my head, probably because I had been sleeping too hard just now, so I had auditory hallucinations.

Then I ate the contents of the bowl, and after a few bites, I suddenly remembered that I had forgotten to bury the thing that the ghost had sent me in the picture after returning from my uncle's old house yesterday.

Thinking about it, I subconsciously touched my pocket, and after touching something similar to a pebble, I felt a little relieved.

Still, I glanced up at Zhou Yinian.

Even though he didn't have any superfluous expression on his face now, I could sense that he wanted it very strongly.

Anyway, since yesterday's matter has been dealt with. After eating the noodles, I found a time to send him away first, and then buried this thing in the backyard of my uncle's house.

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Just after noon, I walked into the kitchen with an empty bowl and a derivation.

As soon as the front foot entered the kitchen, Derivation put the bowl on the table, turned his head and asked, "When is he leaving?" ”

I pursed my lips and lowered my head, "It should be this afternoon." ”

If you talk to Uncle Wang more, maybe you can let him go a little earlier.

Just when I was hesitating when to go to Uncle Wang.

Suddenly, a familiar voice was heard in the courtyard outside the door.

Standing in the kitchen, I heard Uncle Wang shouting happily in his voice: "Xiao Zhou~~Come on~~~~"

Finished! Damn, Uncle Wang will definitely leave Zhou Yinian for more than two or three days!

I hurriedly threw the bowl on the table and ran out of the door in a panic.

I saw Uncle Wang pulling Zhou Yinian towards the door.

Uncle Wang's mouth still didn't forget to chatter: "Xiao Zhou, this is the New Year, there is no one in your family, so you have been living in your uncle's house recently......"

Listening to what Uncle Wang said, I instantly screamed badly.

But now that Zhou Yinian is also on the scene, I can't run over and say anything now.

I could only look at Zhou Yinian with a derivation, smiled at the two of us inexplicably, and walked out with Uncle Wang.

As the voice got farther and farther away, I sighed helplessly: "Let's bury the things tonight before we talk about anything else......"

After watching Zhou Yinian's figure disappear with cold eyes, he pursed his lips and walked into the room silently.

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The night wore dark, and when there was no more movement outside, I hurried out the door wrapped in my clothes and derivatives.

As soon as I went out of the gate, it was very desolate outside, and there was no one at all, but the surrounding houses were full of light.

I gasped, touched the darkness, and walked towards my uncle's old house according to the route I remembered.

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Last night, the noise was really too big, and it was very messy and difficult to walk in this place, and it took nearly half an hour to walk away from the original ten minutes.

While there was still a little light in the moonlight, I walked up to a stone and sat down slightly to catch my breath.

I looked around again, and there was no one there, so I cautiously took out from my pocket what the ghost had sent me yesterday.

When I took it out, I spread it out and held it in the palm of my hand. Under the black paint, you can see that it is glowing from the inside out.

Derivation wrinkled no, and didn't recognize what it was, but it didn't seem to be simple.

"You let me go, I'll bury it." After letting the derivative take a look, I quickly put it away and said slowly to the derivation.

Derivation nodded and stood beside the stone and looked into the distance.

I carried a shovel to my uncle's backyard.

Although the surrounding houses and buildings have been largely destroyed, there are still some broken walls that stand in place.

There was silence around, and even the wind was very cautious.

I forgot about it, the original tree had long since been overturned, and now only some broken roots remained.

I counted the place before I walked over and thrust my shovel into a place.

The land is very soft, I don't know if it's an illusion, I think back in a trance. At first, when I first returned to my uncle, I seemed to have seen people in the backyard of my uncle's house in the middle of the night.

An inexplicable caution rose in my heart, remembering the black figure I saw in the village on Chinese New Year's Eve.

Things went down, and the paper figure that flew out of Mu Yan's body should be someone watching behind it......

I glanced around silently, and then slowly dug a hole along the roots of the tree.

I threw things into the soil and filled them in little by little.

Finally, he patted the surface of the soil a few times with a shovel before putting away his things, and turned around and walked away in a cold sweat.

At the same time as I turned around, there was an inexplicable feeling of being spied on behind my back.