My successive questions made the uncle a little impatient, and he frowned and said,

"You kid, your head is full of question marks, I told you, I said, you listen, I ask, you answer."

"I, I want to know so much"

"There are some things, I will sue you sooner or later, it's just that there is no need now, you just need to listen to me, it's enough."

I hurriedly nodded in agreement, not daring to ask more.

"This place is too dangerous, we were completely exposed last night, those demon dogs went back to report the news, the old ghost must come tonight, one is to kill me, and the other is to catch you!"

Speaking of this, the uncle suddenly stared at me tightly, as if he wanted to tell me some secret,

"Remember, you are important! If I am really killed by the old ghost, you must persevere, die, and you can't die in his hands! ”

I didn't quite understand, I nodded confusedly, and somehow, I became the target of the old ghost, and I didn't know what the importance of the uncle's mouth was referring to.

"The old ghost is getting deeper and deeper, in the past, I could have ended it, but I didn't expect to leave a trouble, and now even a few lackeys he raises, I can't resist it!"

The uncle punched the kang a few times,

"Next year, when it rains, it will be the two hundred and seventy-ninth years of his cultivation of evil arts, if he is really allowed to live until that time, he will turn into a human demon, then you and I will never be able to live beyond life!"

"You're saying that if I can kill the old ghost, I'll be able to go back?"

It was as if I had seen the light of dawn and I was immediately happy.

"If you can't go back, look at your creation! Get dressed, we've got to change our hiding place! ”

"Go, where are you going?"

"You follow me, so much nonsense!"

I didn't dare to say more, but I saw the uncle slowly get off the kang, pick up the sheepskin bag he usually carries, and pack up his things.

Uncle recovered very quickly, yesterday I saw him injured like that, put it on ordinary people, it takes at least a week or two to be able to walk on the ground, I didn't expect him to wake up in the morning The wound has scabbed, and the movement is free, presumably the uncle must not be an idle person, which also makes me want to know his story more.

The uncle took off the black scissors hanging on the door frame, took out a bottle full of old snakeskin wine in the drawer, and put the remaining wolf skins into the bag, and he rummaged back and forth several times, and searched around the corner, as if he had lost something, and asked,

"You can see my cutlass?"

I was stunned for a moment, suddenly remembered, and said,

"Yes, is it the peachwood? It's, so long"

I gestured with both hands to the length of the scimitar,

"Yes, where do you see it?"

"Oops! I, I, I threw it in the yard of the Grow Pot! ”

"What!" Uncle shouted!

"Yesterday, yesterday, I wanted to take revenge, so I found the knife from the drawer, and when I stabbed the man, I found that I was really dead, and I was very angry, so I threw the knife on the ground, and I came back yesterday in a hurry, and I forgot to take it back!"

The uncle was silent, panting, as if his lungs were going to make me angry, I stepped forward and comforted,

"No, isn't it just a knife, we have that snakeskin old wine, don't be afraid of him!"

"Do you know what that knife does?!"

The uncle stared at me directly, as if I had lost his treasure, and when I saw him so angry, I didn't dare to make a sound.

"That knife is the only spiritual weapon that can still get rid of old ghosts! Without it, we're sheep! ”

Uncle shouted at me, and I also got a stubborn temper,

"Isn't it just a knife, what's the big deal! Don't you still have that shotgun! ”

When the uncle heard what I said, he clenched his fist and pounded it hard against the wall, and the whole house trembled a few times.

I saw him so angry, thinking that this knife must not be an ordinary object, it must be of great use, and I was anxious, but I didn't want to give in, and I thought about it anyway, I also fell out with him, and I couldn't admit my mistake if I said anything, at least I couldn't lose in my mouth.

"If I lost it, I'll get it back!" With that, I pushed the door open and ran out.

"You come back to me!" The uncle chased him out, his body couldn't bear such a toss, and he didn't run a few steps before he held his knees with both hands, bent over and gasped. As soon as I slipped away, I ran away, and turned back and shouted,

"You wait for me, I'll be back in a while!"

Although I have a hard mouth, I also feel the importance of this peachwood scimitar, and my uncle will not lie to me, thinking that the old ghost is getting stronger and stronger, if we lose this scimitar again, we will really become lambs to be slaughtered. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but get anxious, this hurry was good, I turned around and got lost in the woods, and it took four or five hours to return to the Eternal Forest, when the sun was already in the sky, and slowly turned towards the western mountain.

I didn't dare to delay time, and prayed in my heart that my ancestors would appear and that I would be sure to find the scimitar, so I came to the courtyard of Lao Ge's house in a panic. Thankfully, the scimitar was still lying on the red brick floor. The ghost world and humanity are different material worlds, and they can't perceive each other, let alone play a role, so as long as there are no lonely souls and wild ghosts involved in this matter, this scimitar will not be lost.

I was finally down-to-earth, and when I went back to see my uncle, I had the confidence to see it, and my heart was full of a sense of accomplishment, as if I had done something great. I estimated that the time was just after one o'clock, so I wanted to wander around the field, anyway, these living people couldn't see the master. I didn't care about it yesterday, I took a good look at you creatures today, peeping at your **, and looking for balance in my heart, thinking of this, I was glad that I was "dead", I really didn't know how to enjoy life, but I had fun when I died, I was really a fucking weirdo.

At this moment, my third uncle came across the road. He was wrapped in a quilt in his arms, and he was tightly wrapped for fear of being cold, and his expression was hurried, as if he was in a hurry. When I was alive, I didn't know him very well, and I complained about him, my dad went to his house to gamble all day long, and he didn't see anyone all day long, and he didn't know how much money he lost, all of which went into this guy's pocket, and he, who was an uncle, never gave me a red envelope during the New Year. Seeing him in such a hurry, it must have been my father who got those hundreds of dollars yesterday, waiting for him to form a game, so I followed quickly, yes, this guy really went to my house.

The third uncle pushed the door in, and I followed. The house is really a mess, from the kitchen to the kangtou, there is no footing on the ground, this one made by my father, it has become a garbage dump, unsightly. At this moment, my father is sitting on the kang head, smoking dry cigarettes, one puff after another, crackling and banging as if he is particularly uneasy, every time I see his restless appearance, I know that he is going to find fault with my mother again, but this time, my mother and I are not here, he can't find someone to bully, and his heart should be very uncomfortable.

When my father saw my third uncle coming, as if he had seen a savior, he stood up suddenly and greeted him, took the quilt in his hand, and carefully placed it on the kang. I thought to myself, gambling is so addictive, seeing gambling friends is like seeing my father, the quilt should be wrapped in mahjong dice or something, otherwise how can my father cherish it so much, to my mother, I have never seen him so concerned.

"Why are you here so late?" My dad asked,

"It's not the heavy snow a few days ago, but now that the mountain road has just been opened to traffic, he rushed the earliest bus and sent it to you!"

I saw the third uncle lift the tightly wrapped quilt, which was clearly two bags of bright red and bright red liquid, seeing that the package, it should be the blood used to save people in the hospital, my father was like a hungry wolf, picked up the tea jar that had been prepared, tore open the blood bag and poured the whole two bags of blood into the jar, and drank it in a big gulp!