I walked back to the bedroom a little embarrassed, and lay down on the bed without undressing, I held my head in my hands and began to carefully recall everything that happened today, and suddenly my thoughts stopped on a detail, how can there be rice wine in the mountain village? Thinking of this, I sat up and looked through the window I saw the dark sky outside, the sky was dotted with some stars, why is there rice wine? My train of thought has been stuck here. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Since I drove into this small mountain village, I have not seen any family planting rice, even if you want to cultivate the conditions, the only crop should be the large area of barley in front of the village, if you want to talk about wine, I am afraid that there is only barley wine, it seems that this village has some stories.

I came to the courtyard early the next morning, accustomed to the prosperity of the big city, it is not a good thing to come to this small mountain village, the village chief seems to have come earlier than me, he is still leaning against the gate and sitting, in this mild day in the middle of the clouds, it may be that the sound of my door opening disturbed the village chief, he turned his head leisurely, looked at me very pleasantly, and then beckoned me to pass, as if he had completely forgotten the events of yesterday.

I ran over and sat down on the threshold, and the village chief smiled and said, "Young man, why are you leaving today?" ”

I paused, thinking that the matter here had not been clarified yet, and it was better to stay for a few days, so I returned: "Uncle, I'm afraid it won't work in the past two days, I don't know what's wrong with my car, and I may need to delay a few days to repair it, I'm afraid I'm going to bother you again." ”

"It's okay," said the village chief, waving his hand, "it's okay to stay a few more days, but there's nothing left at home to entertain you now." ”

I said with a relaxed face: "What's this, besides, I grew up in the countryside when I was younger." ”

Then I started to talk about rice wine with the village chief, and I asked, "By the way, the village chief, this is obviously a mountainous area, why is there rice wine in the plains?" ”

The village chief swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog and said: "That's right, there is a wine tower from our house to the southwest, and our rice wine is bought from him." How's it going to taste okay, right? I laughed and said, "That's natural, I'm afraid it's the best wine I've ever drunk in my life." After speaking, the village chief also laughed proudly.

Intentionally or unintentionally, I said, "You must take something like this with you when you leave." ”

At this time, the village chief looked embarrassed, and I asked, "Isn't it possible?" The village chief shook his head: "Yes, but there is a cemetery in front of the wine tower, which may be a little disgusting." ”

I breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought it was something, it turned out to be a cemetery, what is there to be afraid of." The village chief knocked out the ashes from the cigarette pouch pot, added some more, lit the fire, and said, "That place is not very peaceful, I really don't know why it was built in that kind of place." ”

"Not peaceful? Could it be that the dead bodies in the cemetery will crawl out of the cemetery on their own? I said half-jokingly. The village chief's expression suddenly became serious: "That's right, you're right, they do crawl out of the cemetery, which is why I don't let you go out at night." ”

My eyes widened in disbelief and said, "No, could it be a corpse?" ”

The village chief sighed: "It's okay to say if you cheat the corpses, but I just don't know why, but I heard that every night these corpses will go to a place, the wine tower." ”

"Could it be that there is a secret in this wine tower?"

"Who knows, although there are different opinions in the village, all say that there is a problem with the wine tower, but now every household has to buy a jar every three or two days, and the business of the wine tower is booming day by day."

I nodded, thinking to myself that I would have to work again tonight. I turned off the lights early that night, sat up from my bed about eleven or twelve, put on my shoes and socks, activated the Concealment Technique, and by the moonlight I went out through the door.

Although the small mountain village was bustling and prosperous and peaceful during the day, but at night it was silent as if I had come to another world, except for the light brought by the moon and the stars, there was no other light to follow, and I came to the southwest of the village along the rugged mountain road, and sure enough, not far from it was a barren cemetery, behind which a tower could be faintly seen, and I quietly sat on a stone to closely monitor the graveyard's every move, and the soil covered in the cemetery was obviously just renovatedCould it be that there really is a corpse that will crawl out of the cemetery?

I sat in front of the stone for a while, and soon a sound of turning the earth came from the cemetery in front of me, and I vaguely saw that the soil of the cemetery was a little loose, and then the dirt suddenly burst out, and a dry and moldy hand stretched out of the ground, and then the other hand also took it out, and pressed the mound on both sides to poke the whole body out, not just this one place, but this whole cemetery, no less than five hundred corpses, some of them seemed to have just been laid down, and their skin was only a little pale. Some have been dead for many years, and the bones of Bai Huahua occupy most of the place, and only a little bit of flesh is left hanging obliquely on the body, and the cheekbones and rotten eyelids of the face can no longer bear the shriveled eyeballs, and they droop down the corners of the eyes, and they are crumbling with the continuous shaking of the body.

I followed behind these corpses, and sure enough, as the village chief said, the destination of these corpses was the wine tower, and as the footsteps moved, the outline of the wine tower became more and more obvious, and soon several eye-catching characters appeared in my eyes: east to the wine tower.

The corpses entered through the side door and slowly walked to the processing workshop, never expecting that there would be such a large storage space in this seemingly small five-story building. Five hundred people staggered in the middle of the crowd was not crowded at all, and there were several large iron barrels with a diameter of two meters and a height of two meters around, and I don't know what was in the barrels, and after a while, the hall of the original black hole was suddenly brightly lit, and then there was a sound of footsteps of leather shoes, listening to the sound should be a middle-aged man with a low weight, and there should be several other people next to him, it is estimated that it should be an employee here.

Then the men passed through the group of corpses to the front, only to hear the man clap his hands a few times, and then all the corpses were oriented in one direction, and lined up in an orderly manner into a small path, in which from time to time the laughter of the men could be heard, as if they had done something very great.