The summer mountain breeze blew through the lamp hanging in front of the house, and the bulb shook with a large number of insects around it, and the light and shadow were dappled, and I thought I was wrong at first, but after the wind passed, the shadow was still there.

I looked at this, I didn't feel anything at first, but the more I looked at it, my back became cold, could it be that someone in Agui's family hanged himself?

So he sat up with a trance and rubbed his eyes to look closely.

On another look, the shadow was gone, and it was pitch black behind the window, and there was nothing.

Is it a delusion? I frowned vigorously and asked Gui: Who lives behind that room?

Agui looked at it and said, "It's my son." ”

Oh, my mind flashed, but nothing flashed, I just felt dizzy again, and my heart said that it must be his son watching here, I drank too much, and the things I saw were not normal.

It was also late, and Agui looked at his house and said that he wanted to go back and rest.

The fat man paid for the news of 1,000 words and 30 words, we greeted him and entered the house, and the fat man was depressed when he entered the room: "Damn, just one or two sentences, this turtle son can talk about my 300 yuan, the wisdom of the working people is really infinite." ”

I said who told you to charge a lot of money, showing your wealth in the poor countryside is the most unruly behavior, you still regret it, there is no rude among the no-goblins.

The fat man muttered a few words, saying that I am a fake Taoist, a hypocrite, and I don't have a jīng god to ignore him. Ordinary people don't fall asleep so easily at night when they enter Guangxi, and we didn't sleep well a few nights ago, but after drinking tonight, people were quite confused and fell asleep quickly. , this sleep was peaceful, and I slept until more than eleven o'clock the next day. After eating the Chinese food that Agui cooked for us, we followed his daughter to the address given to us by Brother Chu, and we arrived in less than ten minutes.

It was a very old wooden building on stilts, with black tiles and yellow mud walls, only one floor, and it looked a little smaller than the other wooden buildings - it seemed that the houses here were all like this - it seemed to be uninhabited, mixed with the other houses in the village, very inconspicuous.

Gui's daughter wondered what we were doing here, we pretended to take pictures, and the fat man gave her some money to pull her away, and when we saw that there was no one around, we tried to climb in. Yunshen Traceless Wooden Building is built on the hillside, with a mountain behind it, the windows are all broken, the door is locked firmly, and there is a faded door god painting pasted on it, and even the door crack cannot be pushed out after pushing two.

Do you have any impression of this wooden building? I asked the stuffy oil bottle.

He touched the wooden pillars and doors, shook his head, and I sighed, and by this time the fat man had opened the window on one side and beckoned to us: "Quick, you can go in here." ”

"So skilled, have you fucking done it before?" I scolded.

"What kind of character am you fat man, do you know how to bypass the analogy? Tomb robbery and theft are just one word difference. The fat man said as he urged us.

One of us watched the wind, sneaked in through the window, and closed the window. After entering, my heart was beating wildly, feeling extremely stimulated, even my pants were hooked, almost naked, and my heart said that stealing the living is much more psychologically stressful than stealing the dead.

The inside of the wooden building is a little dark, but the structure is very simple, I first saw a large room like Agui for eating, connected to the stove, and there are many tools hanging on the wall, all rusty.

"Little brother, I really can't see that you turned out to be a farmer." The fat man picked up the hoe on the side and said, "Hoe He rì Dangwu, I am Hoe He, you are Dangwu." ”

We ignored him and saw that there was a wooden wall on one side, and behind the wooden wall should be the room that Brother Chu said he had found. This kind of wooden building has only one room, and it is certainly true.

There was no door, only a rather old curtain, on which the dust was all flowering, and the stuffy oil bottle frowned, looked around, and seemed to hesitate, but after only a few seconds, he lifted the curtain and walked in. I was also a little nervous, this man who seemed to be floating in the void finally found a place of his own, but he didn't remember at all, and I didn't know if God was playing with him, but I didn't have time to think about it, and the fat man pushed me in.

As soon as I entered the room, there was a musty smell, it was very dark inside, and I couldn't see anything clearly, and I barely looked at the fat man and wanted to open the window, but found that there was no window in this room.

We didn't expect this to happen, no one had a flashlight, so we had to open the curtain for a section to let the outside light in. In the dim light, we could see that the room was cramped, a circle of shelves against the wall, and we thought about it and saw some books and some boxes, the shelves were empty, and the floor was strewn with mud, except for these things, there was only a plank bed and a wooden table on one side. The desks are old student desks. There is a thin layer of dust on everything.

The air in this mountain is very clean, so there is not much ash, and if it is in a big city, I am afraid that the ash here can be shoveled and cultivated. This also means that no one has been in here for a long time.

"This is your room?" I was a little surprised, looking at this room, it felt a little too ordinary, this is where the stuffy oil bottle lives? Shouldn't the room be a little more eccentric for someone like him?

But when I think about it, it seems that I can't think of a specific weird method, he is also a person after all, people always sleep in beds, never in coffins. Clues can't be written on the walls, they should be in the furnishings.

When we walked in, the fat man approached the cabinets, found that there was basically nothing, and said to himself, "I don't see that you are still a very poor farmer." ”

Although there are not many things in the room, they look quite messy, and those boxes and books are not neatly placed, probably because they were turned over when Brother Chu came. I picked up a book and found that the book cháo was amazing, it was an old version of a thread-bound book, I flipped through it, and it was a little moldy inside. I wondered how there could be such a book?

The only thing that looked like it was the bed and the table, and when I thought of this, I immediately walked towards the writing desk and went to find the photos that Brother Chu said.

Walking to the table, I saw the dusty glass on the table, and I could vaguely see a lot of photos below, it seemed that Brother Chu didn't lie to me.