Mr. Lu said: "If this money was really lent to him by an immortal, how could it disappear during the day?" In my opinion, it's more like a ghost loaned out. The little ghost thing is afraid of yang energy. So as soon as the chicken crows, it disappears. ”

The old lady said, "Yes, I thought so at the time. So I advised him that now that we have so much money, let's return this cornucopia, lest we stay at home and cause trouble again. But my son disagreed, saying that he wanted to earn a little more and buy me a villa, saying that I had suffered for the past few years, but I must enjoy it. ”

The three of us looked at each other, and we really didn't know if the black hole's behavior was filial piety or not.

The old lady wiped her tears and said, "Look at me, what do you do when you keep saying these useless things?" ”

"When the rooster crows," she said, "I went to sleep." By noon, I got up and saw my son sitting in a chair. His face was as white as if he had just crawled out of the grave, but it frightened me. ”

When we heard this, we were all a little nervous. Worried about the black hole at this time, it is not the old lady's son at all.

The old lady said, "When I saw him like this, I was very distressed, so I touched his head and asked, 'Son, what's wrong with you?' ”

"But when I touched my hand, I couldn't feel the warmth of a living person. It felt like he was dead. ”

The old lady cried, "My husband died. I lay on him and cried, touching his face as I cried. The feeling I had back then was engraved in my heart. Now I touch my son, exactly the same as he did then. ”

I swallowed and spat, and asked, "Is he still alive?" ”

The old lady nodded slightly. Said: "Alive, alive." At first, he was slow to react and didn't seem to know who I was anymore. But I talked to him for a while, and he was normal, and I touched his hand, and it was warm. I asked him what was going on, but he wouldn't say. ”

That night, he ate something and went back to gambling. When he came back, I didn't ask questions. Instead, he lay in bed and pretended to be asleep. When my son went back to his room, I crept up and looked through the crack in the door. ”

I saw that he did not turn on the light, but lit a candle, and he put the cornucopia on the table, and knelt on the ground, and kowtowed respectfully. He kowtowed for a moment, then divided the winnings in half, one half in a drawer and the other half in a cornucopia. Those piles of money are stacked up, but they are small cornucopias, and they can be completely filled. ”

I said, "That's weird. Why put the money back? ”

The old lady said, "This also has a name. I saw him putting money away. On the one hand, it is easy to borrow and repay, and it is not difficult to borrow again. ”

It dawned on me: "It turns out that the money borrowed in this cornucopia is going to be returned." ”

The old lady said, "When he put the money in, he bit his finger again, and then put his hand into the cornucopia." I heard him mutter, cornucopia, cornucopia, I'm here to feed you again, you have to bless me. ”

As my son spoke, the candle kept flickering, as if in answer to him. I heard him speak, and at first it was normal, but then it became hoarse and hoarse, and it didn't look like a living person. ”

The old lady sighed: "I have lived for so many years, what strange things have I not seen?" But that night, I was really scared by my son. I leaned against the outside wall and slowly slid to the ground, but luckily, I didn't make any sound. ”

"I saw my son kneeling on the ground, and it took a long time for him to pull his hand out of the cornucopia. And his face turned pale and pale. He seemed to be about to stand up, but his body was a little disobedient, and he crawled several times, but he didn't get up, and then he simply lay on the ground. ”

The old lady began to cry when she said this, and she cried very sadly, and said, "I really wanted to open the door and lift my son up." But I was afraid, I was afraid that the person inside was not my son at all. ”

"The next day, I saw him push open the door and limp outside, sitting on a chair and basking in the sun. He sat in the chair for a long time before his face turned bloody. ”

"I sat down in front of him and kept talking to him about my childhood. My son smiled and asked me, what's wrong today? How do you keep telling him about your childhood. ”

When the old lady said this, she smiled miserably: "My son thought that I hadn't seen him for a few years and wanted to have a good chat with him." But he didn't expect that I, a mother, was doubting my son. I'm trying to trick him to see if he can say what happened when he was a child, and to see if he is a strange ghost who borrowed my son's skin and broke into our house. ”

When the old lady said this, her expression was extremely desolate, and several of us were a little moved when we heard it.

I decided to interrupt the old lady because I found her love very excited, and it was easy for her to have an accident if she was allowed to be so sad, after all, she was so old.

I coughed dryly and said, "He's real, right?" ”

The old lady nodded: "It's true." She sighed: "I have often heard people say that before people die, there will be a death appearance. I didn't believe it before, but now that I think about it, isn't my son's appearance just a dead look? ”

Mr. Lu said: "It may not be a dead phase, it should be that there is something wrong with the cornucopia." He fed the cornucopia with blood, so his body changed. ”

Xue Qian said to the old lady, "Didn't you persuade him? ”

The old lady said, "I persuaded him, so I sent him to kneel." But he wouldn't listen to me. He told me that he also knew that feeding this cornucopia with blood was very evil, and that he also knew that this cornucopia was probably not a decent thing, but he would save enough money in a few days, and he must let me live in the big villa, so he wanted to endure it for two days, and when he earned enough money, he threw away the cornucopia. Hey, he died before he could save enough money. ”

"He came back from outside last night. Tell me he's tired. Want to get some sleep. Then he sat down in his chair and turned his head back. I tried to wake him up and let him go to bed, but when I touched his body, it was already cold. ”

In the old lady's description, the death of the black hole is brief. But I understand that she is not deliberately avoiding the death of the black hole, but that the black hole died too suddenly, without any warning, and there is really nothing to say.

Mr. Lu said, "What about that cornucopia? Can you show us? ”

The old lady said, "It's here." When my son came in last night, I saw him put the cornucopia on the table. But when I looked for it again, I couldn't find it again. Maybe this cornucopia has become a sperm and killed my son, so I will continue to harm others. "Estimated to the giant.

When the old lady said this, she burst into tears again.

I asked, "Did he say where did this cornucopia come from?" ”

The old lady shook her head: "I once asked him, but he didn't say. ”

I leaned back in my chair and said, "The cornucopia is gone, and the black hole is dead." The matter has become an unsolved case. ”

Mr. Lu waved his hand and said, "If you have to check, it's not impossible." ”

When the old lady heard this, she got up from her chair and said, "I have invited the three of you to come in just because I want you to find out where this cornucopia of evil came from. ”

Mr. Lu said: "The black hole doesn't want to die, and now that he has been killed by the cornucopia, he must feel very unwilling, so the soul will not be reincarnated immediately." Before his death, he wanted to buy a villa and take the old lady over. This is an unfulfilled wish, and generally speaking, the soul of such a person will be nearby. So, tonight we can figure out a way to see if we can summon his spirit. ”

Xue Qian nodded and praised: "If you can find his soul, then naturally you can ask anything clearly." ”

The old lady stood up and said, "You three should rest here for a while." Lunch and dinner are eaten here. After dark, do it. When the time comes, will you let me see my son again? ”

Mr. Lu said: "It depends on fate, I will try to let you meet it." ”