I searched for Xue Qian's house for a few days in a row, but found nothing. After several days of rummaging, my heart gradually cooled down.

First of all, I don't know what such a baby is. Thus look for it by feeling. Even if you find it, you may never be able to recognize it. Secondly, after so many years, maybe the Xue family has already sold this treasure.

After figuring out these two tricks, I know that seven days is not a short time, but it is definitely not enough for me to find such a baby.

Later on the sixth day, I walked out of Xue Qian's house and started wandering the streets.

I stared blankly at the street lamps, and actually had a desperate thought: tomorrow is my death. Before I die, let's take a good look at this grave market.

I pulled out my phone. Called home. I forcibly endured my feelings, made up nonsense, described my good life here, and promised to return home soon.

I talked as I walked until my phone ran out of battery. That's why I put it in my pocket.

When I put my phone away, I realized that I had left the grave market and walked to the suburbs.

I looked around. Suddenly, I realized that this place was familiar. It seems to be a road that Mr. Lu walked when he took me to find the river for a long time.

I stood in the middle of the path, and my heart gradually brightened: "In that bamboo forest, Old Man Xue was once buried. Since he left the knife in the tomb. So the baby who can restrain the murder knife, is it from the neighborhood? ”

I patted my head and sighed, "I'm really confused, I only know how to rummage around Xue Qian's house, why didn't I think of coming here to have a look?" ”

Old Man Xue's bones had already been removed. And his soul disappeared before our voices that day. I went to see him this time, and it was impossible to see him in person. Still, it's possible to dig up what he's buried.

I relied on my memory and hurried forward. However, when I reached my destination, I was stunned.

I didn't see the bamboo forest, but I saw the huts and the brightly lit and smoky figures.

My heart is uneasy, have I encountered dirty things again? I hid in the voiceover and watched for a while, and the figures were just busy coming and going, and they didn't seem to be ghosts. Gradually, my heart relaxed.

Then, I cautiously walked inside. I saw that the huts here were all made of bamboo. Tall bamboos made beams, ropes connected the pieces of bamboo to form walls, and tiny bamboos were tied up to form windows and small doors. Although the smile is ugly. But it looks exquisite, like some kind of art.

I saw that every household had a stove made of red bricks and yellow mud at the door, and the bamboo leaves in the lower sound were burning, and the sound in the pot didn't know what was cooking, but it revealed a burst of fragrance, and the smell of the sound in the nose made people feel very comfortable.

I walked two steps here in confusion, and then I saw a young girl, who was crouching on the ground, frowning and blowing fire. When I saw her kind appearance, I couldn't help but feel good. So he walked over cautiously and said, "Ask ...... police."

My voice may have been a little sudden. It scared her. She stood up in a panic, looked at me, and said, "What are you doing?" ”

I was a little embarrassed and said, "Police, what's going on here?" When it was a few months old, it was still a bamboo forest, how did it become a hut? ”

When the girl heard me ask, her face swept away with some vigilance, and she smiled at me and said, "You are not a local, are you?" ”

I just nodded and said, "That's where I went to college." Counting it, I have lived there for five years. ”

The girl smiled: "Five years is not enough, at least twenty years." She pointed to herself and said, "We all came from a nearby village to celebrate the Bamboo Festival. The bamboo in this place dies every twenty years. When the time comes, we will rush over, build a hut out of bamboo, and then make tea and drink. ”

As she spoke, the girl pointed to the small pot on the stove. The girl said, "The thin bamboo branches boiled here can be drunk as tea." The taste is particularly good, and after drinking, it is good for the body, and many seriously ill people have been cured by this tea. ”

I nodded, "I see." Dry bamboo, it's interesting, I haven't heard of it before. ”

The girl pointed to the hut enthusiastically and said, "Do you want to go in and sit for a while, and when my tea is ready, I will give you a taste." ”

I saw the light of the blazing fire shining on her face, bright and moving, and I couldn't help but feel a little confused, and I had long forgotten what I was doing this time. So he nodded a little sluggishly: "Okay, okay." ”

Then, as soon as I bent down, I went to the hut. The tables and chairs in the hut are made of bamboo, giving it a chic feel.

I looked at the bamboos in the room, and I suddenly remembered that I had spoken in Mr. Xue's grave. When I see bamboo, it feels like they are very much like human joints.

Now, the idea has come out of place.

I looked over to the voice, but I was surprised to find that the girl who had been boiling water just now was gone.

I walked to the door in confusion and opened the girl's pot to see if the tea was ready. I blew away the moisture, glanced at Liyin, and was immediately speechless.

The thing in the pot is like a few bamboo shoots. It was boiled and white. Although it was very dark at this time, I knew by the light of the sound in the stove that this thing was not a bamboo shoot, but a human finger.

I slowly put the lid back on, knowing in my heart that I had encountered something dirty today. It's strange that I'm too big, knowing that this bamboo forest is close to mass graves, and it has never been peaceful, and I still have to believe in some withered bamboo knots.

I wanted to slip away, however, the girl's voice sounded around me: "Why did you get out?" Not waiting in the house? Can't wait for tea? ”

I turned my head to look at her, her face still smiling. However, at this time, I didn't have the courage to appreciate it. Clamp just to the younger brother.

I hurriedly said: "Don't worry, don't worry, the tea will only taste good after boiling for a long time, it's best to wait a while." ”

I couldn't run away in front of her, so I bent down and went back to the bamboo hut.

I sat in the room for a few minutes, and saw the girl crouch down again to blow the fire. I thought to myself, "The opportunity has come, if I don't leave now, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave in the future." ”

So I stood up gently and walked over to the bamboo window. I poked my head out first and looked at the voiceover. The voiceover was empty, and there were no pedestrians. I was overjoyed and slowly got out.

After I got out of the bamboo window, I didn't dare to run away. Instead, he squatted in the dark shadow and waited quietly for a while, and when he saw that there was no movement around, he bent down and took two steps forward.

However, a few seconds later, I suddenly heard a voice in front of me say, "You haven't drunk tea yet, why are you leaving?" ”

I shuddered with fright, and quickly looked up, and I saw the girl standing on the road with a bowl of tea. The iron color is iron and blue, and it has never been as soft as before.

My heart was pounding, and I dared to say, "I'm not thirsty, I don't want tea." ”

The girl sneered: "The rules of the withered bamboo." You can't go without tea. ”

I shook my head and stepped back.

The girl understood that at this time I had already seen through the mechanism, so she simply tore her face, raised her eyebrows, and said, "If you don't drink tea, how can I be reincarnated?" I waited for decades, and finally walked to my bamboo house. In this life, you don't even want to escape. ”

I looked at her with trepidation: "Are you looking for a replacement for the dead ghost?" ”

The girl laughed, and as she laughed, the flesh and skin of her face fell off, and soon she became a short, bloated old woman. She took the tea and said, "Decades ago, I got lost like you and came here. When I was hungry and thirsty, I drank a bowl of tea. As a result, he became a lonely ghost here, and he couldn't be reincarnated for decades. Every 20 years, no one has ever walked into my house. Hehe, I didn't expect me to become a girl, and there were really some people. ”

I stepped back step by step, thinking, "If you drink it, you can't be reincarnated." I'd rather kill myself than drink. ”

However, she apparently didn't want to give me a chance to kill myself. I winked at her. A series of shouts rang out behind me, and I turned around to see that all the people who were making tea had stopped what they were doing and surrounded me.

She walked over slowly with tea, as if to comfort me: "Don't worry, there are rules here, as long as you enter the bamboo house, you will be my person." These neighbors are just helping me catch you. ”R832