After Liu Maohe left, Li Qin, who had already prepared lunch, beckoned his son to eat quickly, and persuaded him: "Shuo, I know that you are ambiguous in your heart, Liu Maohe's character is not good, but with the conditions of our family, what can he try to do with us? What can he deceive us? So there is nothing to worry about." Besides, if your household registration is transferred to Liujiaying Village, Liu Mao and Zhen transfer the old Han Tou's house to your name, which is a good thing for pie in the sky...... Speaking of which, Lao Han Tou can be regarded as having a conscience, if he hadn't fooled you when you were young and taught you those messy things all day long, you are so smart, how could you never get up in your academic performance? Alas, these are all reasons why the foundation has not been laid. Therefore, it should be that the old Han Tou felt sorry for you before he died, so he left such a will as compensation. And I estimate that Liu Maohe is not the only one who knows about this, so he didn't dare to swallow the old Hantou's house privately, and took the initiative to help you handle these things. ”

Listening to his mother's nagging, Wen Shuo just ate with his head bored, and his heart was in a mess - he saw very clearly that Liu Mao and Yintang had four layers of bruises, which could not be faked, and it was obvious that it was the evil work that ordinary people couldn't see, otherwise how could Liu Da, the village chief who usually pays great attention to his image, go out with a few bruises on Yintang?

But if the four layers of bruises are true, it means that he is indeed infected by the evil qi.

And there is the phenomenon of yin and evil qi infecting the human body, and it is an extremely obvious four layers, so does it prove that the mysterious knowledge that Old Han Tou taught before and the evil foreign objects he told about are all real?

But how did I see the four layers of bruises that ordinary people can't see?

I'm Superman?!

Wen Shuo remembered the experience of being on the riverbank like a dream that morning, during which the old Han Tou's two words seemed to be very prescient-"You definitely don't believe it now, but you will believe it later." "If you see something weird that science can't explain, will you believe it......? Ghosts!"

"Shuo, what do you want?" Li Qin asked in surprise.

"No, nothing. Wen Shuo smiled awkwardly and said, "Mom, we have no relatives with Old Man Han for no reason, and we inherited the old house of other people, I always feel that it is not very suitable, or ...... Forget it, right?"

When he said this, he himself felt hypocritical - all these years of living closely with his mother made him take money very seriously.

Giving up the money in hand is not his gentle style!

Li Qin pursed his lips and said: "Silly boy! The old Han head is dead, and the house can't be kept, sooner or later it will be occupied, in this case, the old Han head left a will for you clearly, we want to be justifiable, why give it to others?"

"Oh. Wen Shuo replied sullenly.

"Eat quickly, I have to go to school in a while...... I need to get to work. Li Qin seemed to think of something, her cheeks were slightly red, she got up and walked out - she suddenly thought of a possibility, Liu Mao and this person, on the pole to send cheap to the house, must not be well-intentioned, but their own family is so poor that there is no money for people to cheat, this building, Liu Maohe will definitely not be deceived or robbed. Since there is no wealth, it can only be a figure.

When washing her hands in the bathroom, looking at herself in the mirror, Li Qin pursed her lips and smiled proudly, thinking that the old lady is not easy to mess with!

Wen Shuo ate absentmindedly, washed the dishes and chopsticks, and returned to school.

In the afternoon at school, he had no intention of studying, and his mind kept thinking about the four layers of bruises on Liu Mao and Yintang, as well as the many mystical methods, spells, and talismans that Lao Han Tou had told on the Immortal Bridge when he was a child, as well as evil foreign objects, ghosts, and so on.

After school, Wen Shuo handed over the matter of collecting waste products every day to Liu Ji, Li Yanbiao, Zheng Wenjiang, and Hou Jinqiang, and went home first.

He really wanted to go to Liu Maohe, take a closer look, and confirm the four layers of bruises.

Could it be that I was wrong?

As soon as I returned to the door of the unit downstairs in the community, I saw Liu Maohe standing next to a red Jialing 125 motorcycle, smoking a cigarette with an anxious expression.

Listening to the sound of the tricycle, Liu Maohe looked up and saw that Wen Shuo was back, and immediately smiled, stepped forward and took Wen Shuo's hand enthusiastically: "Xiao Shuo, I have already completed the household registration for you, and the homestead use certificate of Lao Hantou has also been transferred to your name, then, the documents are all here." As he spoke, he handed a plastic bag to Wen Shuo, and then said: "You don't have to go to school tomorrow weekend, right, I'll pick you up after breakfast, send the old hukou page to the Yuntai Street Police Station, and then go to the Heyan Township Police Station to take a photo and apply for an ID card, and I have already said hello on both sides." ”

Wen Shuo hadn't gotten off the tricycle yet, and took the plastic bag containing the documents with a stunned expression, thinking that the rumors of Chief Liu Da Village's hands and eyes were all over the world, not false, although his reputation was not good, his ability and network of contacts were really quite powerful - these years, in the eyes of ordinary people, how many times he needed to go back and forth, the relevant departments could not do it properly, and Liu Da Village Chief could do it all in one afternoon, and there was no need for Wen Shuo himself to go.

"This is the key to the old Han Tou's house, and there are a lot of things in the house, untouched. Liu Maohe handed over a string of three keys in total, and said, "Now, that old mansion is yours, you can check it at any time." ”

"That ......" Wen Shuo said a little unnaturally, "Thank you, Uncle Liu, fortunately." ”

While speaking, he glanced at Liu Maohe's Yin Tang seemingly inadvertently with the corner of his eye, there were four layers of bruises, but they were much more blurry than at noon, so he frowned, looked at it carefully, and saw it clearly this time.

That's right, four layers of bruises!

"Shuo ......" Liu Maohe noticed Wen Shuo's solemn eyes when he looked at him carefully, so he became more and more flustered and frightened in his heart, and after a little hesitation, he said in a hesitant voice: "Uncle has another matter, I want to ask you for a favor." ”

"What?"

"Old Han Tou is, it is your master, he left the house to you, which shows that there is no one in this world who has more affection than you and him. Liu Maohe lit a cigarette, because of nervousness and fear, his hand still shook a little involuntarily, and said: "You, are you now, go to the grave of the old Han Tou, say hello to him, I have given you his old house, the formalities have been completed, let him, let him stop a little, don't go to my house to toss again." ”

Wen Shuo only felt a tingle in his back: "Did he go to your house to toss?"

"No, no, not necessarily, it's just ......" Liu Maohe looked embarrassed, shook his head and said extremely helplessly and frustratedly: "Anyway, something is not quite right at home these days, then, you are the apprentice of Old Hantou, you know this." Actually, I didn't think about his old house at all, and I was really busy these days, so I neglected it. ”

"But......" Wen Shuo was so confused that he didn't know what to say.

"Anyway, I've done everything for you, you, you should do me this favor, in fact, I, I don't know how to say, there is anything at home to toss, I'm not sure, alas. Liu Maohe turned around and got on the motorcycle, and said: "Shuo, our Zhuang family, for the evil eccentricity, it is better to believe it than to believe it, so you must help the uncle in this matter, I owe you a lifetime of favors." ”

"Okay, I'll go in a moment. Wen Shuo had no choice but to agree.

Liu Maohe was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly said: "That's a good feeling, I'm okay now, get in the car and send you to ......."

"Let's go?"

"Let's go, it's almost dark!" Liu Maohe pleaded, thinking of the strange things that might happen in the house after dark, he couldn't help but shudder.

A few minutes later.

The motorcycle stopped on the river embankment in the east of Liujiaying Village, in front of Han Kehu's grave.

In just a few days, the new grave has an old appearance, the wet soil is dry, whether it is the grave or the surrounding area, there are grass roots and sprouts green.

Wen Shuo stood in front of the tombstone, bowed deeply, and then, silently, looked at this lonely grave, the small tombstone, and had a lot of thoughts in his heart - he didn't know what Liu Maohe said was wrong at home, what happened to him, but since Liu Maohe didn't say it, he didn't want to ask in detail, it was nothing more than a haunting, a dream and something like that.

But to say that there are really ghosts in this world, Han Kehu refused to leave after his death, and turned into a ghost to wander the world to plague Liu Maohe...... Even though he could clearly see the four layers of bruises on Liu Maohe's forehead now, Wen Shuo still felt that it was unlikely.

Because Han Kehu once said: "There are no ghosts in the world, but there are ghosts in people's hearts." ”

He also said: "Ghosts are not scary, the most terrifying thing is precisely the human heart that is most easily afraid, but the most prone to ghosts!"

Looking at the small tombstone, Wen Shuo asked in his heart: "Old Hantou, you said that the haunted scenes in the world are all caused by ghosts in people's hearts, evil spirits and man-made people, then, is it really just a dream for me to meet on the river embankment that morning?"

Naturally, this question went unanswered.

However, Wen Shuo was suddenly shocked, that morning on the river embankment to meet and talk with the old Han Tou, whether it was a dream or real, he couldn't figure it out, the memory pictures in his mind were very vague, but every word that the old Han Tou said was remembered very clearly, so that many related occult knowledge and small stories that the old Han Tou told him every day at the Immortal Bridge a few years ago, and even those words that he once thought he had forgotten were blurred, became fresh in his memory.

He thought of that early that morning, Old Han Tou took his hand and touched his forehead...... Old Han's hands are very cold, and his movements and demeanor are a little weird.

It's getting dark.

There was a faint sound of muffled thunder coming from afar.

When the wind blows, the dense reeds on the bank of the river below the embankment gently sway and rustle, and the river surface is undulating, and from time to time fish will jump out of the water.

Liu Maohe felt a chill rise from his tail vertebrae, rushing straight to the top of his head—in such a dim environment, standing in front of a new tomb, and the owner of this new tomb, for some time now, "seems" has been involved with his Liu Maohe's home, more as if he lived in his home. Looking at Wen Shuo's generous figure again, standing motionless in front of the tombstone, his expression was constantly changing, sometimes frowning and preoccupied, sometimes his eyebrows and eyes stretched as if he had thought of something pleasant, and sometimes his eyes were confused and fell into a state of contemplation......

This made Liu Maohe more and more frightened, and he, who had become a frightened bird, judged that Wen Shuo should be talking to Old Hantou!

Talking to a dead person is obviously unrealistic.

Then it can only be, talk to the ghost of the old Han head!