"Xiao Zhou, where is the trouble, are you there?" I looked at Zhou Yan helplessly, and when I saw that he began to roll up his sleeves, I hurriedly grabbed him: "Your sister is here, pay attention to your image." ”

"Excuse me? Don't you pay attention to your image as an older brother? Zhou Yan looked at me even more helplessly.

To be honest, Zhou Yan really doesn't belong to the type that can roll up his sleeves and fight with people, in my opinion, he is a combination of an iron rooster and a scholar, a Sven man and a good person.

Usually he doesn't get angry with people, but if I fight with people, this grandson will definitely roll up his sleeves without saying a word, and I am really touched that he has been like this since college.

"Brother Zhou, it's a joke, don't care." Xie Feng looked at Zhou Yan with a dry smile, he was very surprised by Zhou Yan's arrival, and he probably didn't expect that the surname Zhou would be killed at a critical moment.

Zhou Yujia pulled Zhou Yan and me, signaled not to make trouble, and then leaned into my ear and whispered: "Actually, I was quite scared to go on an adventure, so I called my brother before coming." ”

I nodded and looked at Zhou Yan: "Is it solved there?" ”

"With Uncle Zhang here, there's nothing to do with me." Zhou Yan shrugged his shoulders with a smile: "My sister said she was going on an adventure, but I was called by her as soon as I got home, and now I'm still sleepy." ”

"Take your sister back." I shook my head: "Their expedition is to go to the Moutai Building, I heard that it is to see the "ghosts", and the better thing to say is to find the legendary demons and monsters, and contribute their meager efforts to the progress of human traditional culture." ”

It's okay not to talk about ghosts, as soon as the word ghost is mentioned, Zhou Yan immediately shuddered.

The scene of Luo Dahai's power is still vivid, can this grandson not be afraid?

Zhou Yan slowly came back to his senses and glared at Zhou Yujia: "Go back to sleep!" Why are you so disobedient?! ”

"I don't! I don't! Zhou Yujia looked at Zhou Yan angrily, not afraid of this so-called brother at all.

I shook my head helplessly and patted Zhou Yujia on the shoulder: "Go back to sleep, don't go out to play, when you have time, my brother and I will take you out to play." ”

"Tomorrow is Sunday, and there is not enough time, let's go to Qingyan Ancient Town next Saturday, shall we?" Zhou Yujia smiled, grabbed Zhou Yan's arm and shook it: "Brother~ Let's go together next week~ Brother Yi said to take me to play~"

"Go to Qingyan Ancient Town next week?" Zhou Yan asked me with his eyes, and I also answered him with my eyes: "If you don't go, your sister can nag you to death, of course, she can also nag me to death, so you know." ”

When Zhou Yan and I decided, Zhou Yujia had already explained to Lin Jia and them, and stood outside the barbecue stall with a wicked smile on his face, waiting for us to come out.

Before leaving, I paused, but I couldn't help but remind Lin Jia: "Don't go." ”

Lin Jia smiled and didn't speak, obviously not reassuring me about this.

"Let's go." Zhou Yan patted me.

At that time, Zhou Yan and I didn't expect that the farewell of the barbecue stall would be the last time we saw Xie Feng.

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When I got back to the wreath shop, I got into the quilt without washing my face, after all, I was too tired to do it today.

After playing with Luo Dahai once, my bones are about to fall apart, if I don't sleep to replenish my energy, it is estimated that I will be able to find the old man in a few days.

The next morning, before I could wake up, my phone rang.

I picked up my phone in a daze and saw that it was Zhou Yan calling.

"How about calling me early in the morning to dry my eggs?" I said impatiently.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line.

After a while, Zhou Yan's wry smile slowly came.

"Xie Feng is dead."

I didn't react at the time, I was stunned for a while, and sat up from the bed abruptly.

Abrupt.

Xie Feng's death can only be described by the word abrupt, I really can't imagine how the person who was fine last night will return to the West today.

On the phone, Zhou Yan roughly told me about last night.

Xie Feng, Lin Jia, and two other men and two women, a group of six people went to the Moutai Mansion to carry out the so-called expedition.

At about three o'clock in the middle of the night, this group of young people looking for excitement walked out of the Moutai Building, and no one had anything abnormal, let alone encountered a ghost in the building.

It is said that Xie Feng's buddies are still chattering, wondering if Xie Feng is lying to them, there is nothing in this place, it is just an abandoned real estate.

No one could have imagined what would happen after that.

After Xie Feng returned home, he didn't show anything abnormal, but the next morning, Xie Feng's mother came into the room and asked Xie Feng to get up and go to work, and she was almost scared to death as soon as she entered the room.

"Myocardial infarction, it's scary." Zhou Yan lowered his voice on the phone: "His old man has something to do with my father, I guess Xie Feng and his father also think this is a bit abnormal, I found my father early this morning, saying that it was to call the police, but I was called to do an autopsy, didn't you see it, Xie Feng's expression was too distorted when he died, and it was even more hell-like." ”

"And then?" I frowned, why did Xie Feng call the police when he died? I can't guess his father's thinking.

It stands to reason that when ordinary people see this situation, they will definitely be sent to the hospital as soon as possible, and it is impossible to call the police at all.

It's not homicide, it's not suicide, myocardial infarction is about the police?

"Xie Feng's bedroom is a little abnormal, I guess he met those things." Zhou Yan said in a trembling tone.

Since Luo Dahai's incident, Zhou Yan's atheism has been completely overthrown, and he has completely transformed from a teenager who loves science and is positive to the top of his life, to a theistic and superstitious person.

"Even if he was killed by those things, what the hell does it matter?" I was a little impatient, and I woke up early in the morning just for this?

"Why don't you go and take a look," Zhou Yan said embarrassedly, "Anyway, we're all college classmates." ”

"Egg's classmates, your classmates brought about 30 people with knives to chase you and chop? Your classmates are molesting your sister? Your classmates beat the old man? I retorted angrily, I didn't persuade them last night, but what happened?

Who believed? Who listened?

No wonder the old man often said that good words are hard to persuade damn ghosts, I estimate that Xie Feng's death is fate, and it is not a so-called accident at all.

Since it's all fate, what else do I want to see? Am I going to intervene in the turning of the wheel of fate? No way!

Hehe, I'm a person who respects God, how does he arrange for me to listen, let's make it clear first, I'm not the kind of person who is careful to hold grudges, right?

"You don't know how to do it, the old man of his family has money, if you go to help" Zhou Yan wanted to tempt me with money, but he obviously thought wrong, others mentioned money to me, okay, Xie Feng's family raised money with me, no.

"To put it mildly, Xie Feng deserves to die early, just like that, hang up." I didn't wait for Zhou Yan to reply, I hung up the phone without saying a word, stuffed the phone under the pillow and pressed it, yawned and got into the quilt again.

The old man of Xie Feng's family is not a thing, Xie Feng is not a thing, it is not impossible for me to help them, and when they are dead, I will give them a free superfluous ceremony.

It's not been a day or two since I had a feud with their family, and since the incident when he took someone to cut me in college, I've always wanted this grandson to go out and be hit by a car.

Don't think I'm cautious, because the conflict between me and Xie Feng's family is not so simple.

And that was what happened.

I was chased out of the university town by Xie Feng and the others, and after getting into a taxi, I ran back to the wreath shop, thinking that this place was remote and they couldn't find it, and they could hide in peace for a while, and when I had a chance next time, I would go to block Xie Feng alone.

Who knew that Lu Dao Xie Feng's ability was really not small, and this grandson came to the door with a group of little grandsons.

The old man was in the shop, and I was sleeping in the back room, and I didn't know that they had come to the door.

By the time I heard the siren starting to sound outside, the matter was basically settled, Zhou Yan arrived at the scene in time with the police, and the old man was taken to the hospital.

was slapped in the face, and he was kicked twice in the stomach, which was done by Xie Feng.

If it weren't for the old man pulling me to death afterwards, I would really be able to kill Xie Feng, this is not a joke, it is the truth.

At that time, I didn't understand why the old man would do this, he usually taught me the creed is that if you punch you, you have to return the knife.

But he didn't let me do that, and I really couldn't figure it out.

It wasn't until a long time later that I figured out that the old man didn't want me to cause trouble, let alone me.

He usually wants to educate me not to suffer for anything, because he can't see me suffer, I am his heart.

As for Xie Feng's incident, he would rather suffer his own losses than let me cause trouble, this is the old man.

"If it weren't for the old man who didn't want me to cause trouble, your grandson would have died a long time ago." I muttered and muttered, and I couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, so I could only sit up lazily and smoke morning cigarettes against the head of the bed.

The inner room of the wreath shop has always been the bedroom of me and the old man, the two single beds are crowded into the innermost, and the offering table dedicated to the ancestor is far away.

Originally, I thought this place was crowded and uncomfortable, and I always wanted to live in a more spacious place, but now I realize that this kind of crowded life is the best.

The old man left three months ago, but I still haven't gotten used to living alone three months later.

Is it dependency or lack of independence? I can't tell, because I feel bad when I think about the old man.

I silently lit another cigarette, smoking with my head down, and the ash shook off the ashtray used by the old man, and my brain involuntarily turned on the memory mode, a very annoying mode, all recalling those things that I don't want to recall.

"You stupid little guy, you're really stupid, the first step is for you to go?" The old man often scolded me like this, because he likes to play chess, and usually he can't find outsiders, so he can only ask me to play with him, of course, I am a stinky chess basket.

(Xiangxi vernacular, fine girl is the meaning of children)

"Dead grandpa, I miss you." I pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and sat on the bed with my head in my hands, muttering softly.

Dead grandpa, these three words are words I often use to scold the old man, but I really didn't expect the old man to die three months ago.