Chapter Seventy-Two: The House of the Dead

"Oh, thank you, fellow."

"You're welcome."

The man waved his hand at me and drove the sheep away.

"Master, let's go."

"Hmm..."

As the man said, about six miles on, we saw the bridge. Turning around the bridge, we came to a village on the other side of the river.

This village looks quite large, and judging from the buildings in the village, it is underdeveloped and not very backward. I can't see the buildings, but there are a lot of new houses, all of which are new bungalows with floor slabs and cement grinding walls, and many old houses are mixed together.

Walking down the village road to a small shop in the village, I parked my car and went in to buy a pack of cigarettes.

"There is a person named Xiao Nan in your village, where does her family live, do you know?" I asked the boss.

"Xiao Nan?"

"Yes, she worked in ×× City..."

The boss frowned and thought for a moment, "Oh, what you said shouldn't be... The daughter of an old partial, right? ”

"Old?"

"Yes, his daughter's name is Xiao Nan, and she died some time ago..."

"Dead? How did he die? I asked quietly.

"I don't know what to think about, so I hanged myself."

"That's... Where does the old family live, please tell me. ”

"It's on..."

This boss told me a location.

"Master, that Xiao Nan is really dead." Back in the car, I hurried.

"How did you die?" Master asked in a deep voice.

"The boss said, hang yourself."

The Master thought for a moment and said, "Let's go, go to her house." ”

Following the location the boss had mentioned, we came to a house at the southernmost end of the village. The word 'mourning' is pasted on the courtyard door, and the paper is slightly damaged, but it looks quite new.

"This should be the place..."

Getting out of the car, I knocked on the knocker. Soon, with the sound of footsteps, the door was opened, and out came a man with gray hair and crumpled clothes, probably in his fifties, looking at us with his neck crooked.

"Who are you looking for?" I asked.

"Hello uncle, does Xiao Nan's family live here?" I asked.

Lao Biao was stunned, and then said vigilantly, "Well, what's wrong?" ”

"Oh...," my mind raced, "I'm a friend of Xiao Nan, from ×× City, and I heard that Xiao Nan has passed away, so I came to pay respects to her." ”

"I don't know you," said the old man coldly.

I turned my head and saw that Master was about to speak, so I hurriedly glanced at him, "Forget Master, since others don't welcome us, then let's go, those things we brought will return to the city when the time comes..."

"Wait." Old Sideways.

"Huh? What's wrong uncle? I asked, 'confused'.

"You—" Old Preference swallowed as if he didn't know what to say, "You're really... Xiao Nan's friend? ”

"yes."

"That's... Then sit in the house..."

I secretly laughed in my heart, "Master, let's go." ”

Taking a step forward, we saw the old man standing still, looking at us strangely.

"Oh," I patted my forehead with my hand, "I forgot to take it." ”

I really had some things in the car, but they were all for me and Master to eat. Master went to Taihang Mountain, and everyone lost weight, and they haven't rested much since they came back. This time, in order to make Master eat better, I bought donkey meat in sauce, Texas grilled chicken, spiced beef... There are a lot of delicious food, because Master loves to drink, so I also bought two bottles of Wanjiuwang. I want to give this old partiality to me, I can't help but feel a little distressed, and I scold in my stomach.

Seeing what I picked up from the car, my eyes lit up, and my attitude softened a lot.

"Let's go, sit at home..."

This man's neck doesn't seem to be straight, and he walks crooked to the side, no wonder he is called Lao Bi.

When I came to the yard of his house, I saw that the yard was quite large, but it was dirty, scattered with a lot of broken firewood and leaves, and the roots of the wall were covered with grass, and he did not clean it. As for the housing, there are two entrances in the front and back, and they are all old houses that are half brick and half earth, indicating that the condition of this house is not very good.

Welcoming us into the house, Lao Bian looked at the things I put on the table, made tea, and smiled at us, "Look, my friends from other places came to see me, and the one they brought, Mao Jian'er, I drank it all, you two can make do with drinking some ordinary ones..."

I said in my heart, this man is quite good at bragging, and looking at his expression, he doesn't look like his daughter who just died...

After drinking two cups of tea, I listened to this old man spitting stars, one moment saying that his Yamaha motorcycle was broken and thrown to repair, and then saying how he took a plane to Jinan... I said in my heart, your sister, go to Jinan from here, take a car and take a nap, and besides, where did the plane come from? …

I was a little impatient, yawned, and said, "Uncle, which house did Xiao Nan live in before his death?" ”

"Oh..."

This old man finally remembered that his daughter had just died, sighed, and said, "The biggest advantage of me is that I have a big heart (heart) and can think openly, you don't know, the day Xiao Nan just left, I almost went with her." But after thinking about it, she has already left anyway, no matter how sad she is, she can't come back, and the living people still have to live well, don't you say? ”

"Uh-huh... Let's go, uncle, take us to the little Nan house to have a look..."

This man led us to the backyard, where we saw a small vegetable patch with more weeds than vegetables. As for the two houses in the backyard, one is a firewood room, and the other is Xiao Nan's bedroom.

Lao Biao unlocked the door and we went to the bedroom. I saw that the bedroom was damp and the light was very dim. The bedding on the bed has been removed, and on the table next to the bed, there is a column of cosmetics, adding some sense of the times to the room. In addition, there is a photo frame on the table, and the person in it is the dead Xiao Nan, who looks good... I said in my heart, that night, when the master cast a spell, the ghost that appeared on the white cloth, and the man who controlled me and almost stabbed me to death should be her...

"How beautiful my daughter is, isn't it, when someone else proposed to my family, the threshold of my family was about to be broken, my daughter couldn't look down on her, she wanted to find a city one, and I also wanted her to marry into the city, but, alas..."

I said to myself, well, indeed, she found someone in the city, and after others had played with her, they beat her away with a broom...

"Uncle."

"Huh?"

"Xiao Nan is, I'm coming back near the Chinese New Year, right?" I asked.

"Well, yes, I came back during the Chinese New Year, and then she didn't go out, saying she wanted to take a break..."

At the beginning, Wan Jinshan confronted us head-on from the old village and then escaped, which was almost the time of the Chinese New Year. The female technician in Yuzu City said that the technician who often served Wanjin Mountain also left at that time. So I think that technician may have been taken away by Wanjin Mountain. So, this Xiao Nan, is it the technician...

Master stood silently next to me, his two eyes scanning everything in the room like cold lightning.

I took out three sticks of incense and lit them, but there was nothing in the room for incense.

"Forget it, stick it in the doorway..."

When the three of them came outside, I put the incense in and stood up straight, only to see Master staring at the old locust tree in the corner of the courtyard.

"Did Xiao Nan commit suicide on this tree?" Master asked, pointing to the tree.

"Yes, this child can't think of anything, and she will leave when she says to go, alas..."

Master walked towards the tree, and I followed. When he came to the bottom of the tree, the master walked around the tree.

"How is Master?" I asked in a whisper.

Master waved his hand at me and said to the old man, "Big brother, come here." ”

"What's wrong?" When he came to him, he asked.

Pointing to the dirt under the tree, Master said, "I've heard people say that whoever hangs himself digs into the dirt under his feet and digs out something like charcoal, something that is filthy. If you let it in the dirt and don't dig it out, it will hurt people after a long time..."

"Really... Really? The old man asked in horror.

"I've heard about it, have you dug this place?"

"No... Nope..."

"Uncle." I said, "I'd rather believe what I have, not what I don't have, if not, just dig it, anyway, I won't tire people to death..."

Lao Biao hesitated and nodded, "I'll go get a shovel..."

"Master, have you found anything?" I asked in a whisper.

"I don't think this girl was hanged, so verify it to see if there is charcoal in the soil..."

Lao Bian brought a shovel, rolled his sleeves, spit two mouthfuls of spit into the palm of his hand, and then started digging, digging more than two meters deep, and found nothing...

"That's it." Master said, "Big brother, don't dig anymore, it seems that I am too worried, and I will cause you to work in vain, and the rumors may not be true..."

Seeing that when we were having lunch, this old man was prevaricating and didn't want to care about our meals. I don't want to eat with him either. Hearing that we were leaving, he hurriedly sent us out, and as for those things, he was honestly and unceremoniously left behind...

Through inquiring in this village, we learned that there are restaurants in the neighboring villages, but they have to walk four or five miles.

On the way to the neighboring village, I said, "There is no charcoal in the soil, which means that this Xiao Nan was angry before he hanged himself, is that so, Master?" ”

"It makes sense to think so."

"Then she didn't commit suicide, but was killed by someone?"

Master neither nodded nor shook his head.

I muttered, "If this Xiao Nan is the technician who served Wan Jinshan, could it be that Wan Jinshan was afraid that she would betray herself, so he killed her in order to kill her?" However, Wanjin Mountain used supernatural means to harm people, so it would not be so troublesome, and he would have to fake her to hang herself..."

"It's not convenient during the day, so we'll go to her house at night..."

In the evening, I drove the car to the bottom of the canal embankment, in a clearing not far from the village, and waited quietly with Master. The villagers went to bed early, and from eight o'clock, the lights in the village went out one by one, and by nine o'clock, there was no light in the village.

After waiting for a while, I was about to pack my things and prepare to leave when Master suddenly said, "Leng'er." ”

I couldn't help but be stunned, "What's the matter, Master?" ”

Master glanced out the car window and said, "Do you think that old man is a little weird at home?" ”

"Weird, what's weird?"

Master looked at me, "Now I can tell you, that home doesn't look like there are living people living in that house at all..."