I have to say, these idlers are really annoying, and if it were a different occasion, I would definitely teach them to be kind to others.

But not today, I want to make things clear.

So I patiently asked, "What about the other than the two of us?" Has anyone else been here? ”

The idlers said in unison, "No." ”

Looking at the way they look, it doesn't seem to be a lie. I nodded, ready to change my body and leave.

At this time, someone said shyly: "Why not? Didn't you come here last month? ”

There seemed to be some kind of allusion to his words, which made the rest of the people laugh, and everyone laughed and seemed very happy.

I stopped and asked, "What happened last month?" Is anyone coming? ”

Everyone said: "Yes, of course there is, it's just a sea of people, and the grand occasion is unprecedented." ”

They laughed as they talked, which made me feel like a fool who didn't know anything.

I asked with some annoyance, "Who came to He Jiujia last month?" ”

Those people began to recall: "The Eight King Kongs of Dongwangzhuang." The Four Heavenly Kings of the West River. Three brothers in the county seat. Who else. ”

I cursed and asked, "Who are these people?" ”

These people finally said something worthwhile: "These people are all out of the Qinglong Right White Tiger, with lines on their backs and scars on their chests. He Jiu owed them usury, and they came to ask for it. ”

The other said: "This money was not borrowed by He Jiu." ”

The others said in unison: "The father and the son repay the debt, we don't care if you borrowed it or not, your father is dead, I will ask you for it." ”

Their tone was fierce, as if they were learning from the loan sharks.

I looked at this group of idlers, and I couldn't help but have a headache, what the hell is this? Evil neighbors, absolute evil neighbors.

I carefully analyzed the information in their words, and then asked, "He Jiu's father is dead?" ”

The people nodded: "Yes, dead, in debt." We did the math for him. The debts he owed were enough for He Jiu to pull a million bricks. It can go around our village 200 times. ”

When the rest of the people heard this, they burst into laughter again.

I couldn't help but shake my head, this idler sat together all day, except for teasing the boring people, there was probably no entertainment, one by one, but he practiced his mouth very neatly.

I asked, "When did his father die?" ”

They said, "He died last month." As soon as a man dies, the debtor comes. At that time, everyone thought he was playing with the golden cicada shelling and pretending to be a funeral. The coffin was opened on the spot for an autopsy, oops, it was indeed dead, I saw it. ”

One of them rolled his eyes and said, "Those who ask for debts are fierce when they come, and they are dejected when they come." Before leaving, he was happy. When I got home, I started to feel uneasy. And guess why? ”

Someone replied: "Because He Jiu promised to repay the debt." ”

The man waved his hand: "No. ”

Someone else replied, "Because they have found money." ”

The person who came up with the puzzle said: "Because He Jiu's family is poor and worthless, how can they have money for funerals?" Therefore, He Jiuzi inherited his father's business and borrowed thousands of yuan from the moneylender for the funeral. Can those people not be happy when they see the business expanding? ”

Everyone laughed and said yes again and again.

Someone else asked, "Then why are they so anxious?" ”

The man proudly announced the answer: "I'm worried that He Jiu will learn from his father, and he will also make a move to die and repay the account to the end." ”

The idlers were all laughing and laughing.

I turned around and walked away with a wry smile on my face. I looked at Wushuang: "Did you hear it all?" ”

Wushuang nodded: "That bed, I guess it belongs to He Jiu's father." ”

That's what I thought about too. The old man died, and his bedding should have been disposed of.

Wushuang said a little boredly: "I can't do it, I'm sleepy." I feel more and more, why should we fight a nightmare. I'll go back to sleep, and I'll talk about it when I'm done. ”

I followed Wushuang and returned to He Jiu's house.

Wushuang didn't sleep in that bed again, she lay on the table and quickly fell asleep.

I circled around the bed, and I lifted the cover. No problems were found. The bed board is also normal.

I squatted on the ground and looked at it carefully for a while, and finally noticed that there was a pinch of dust next to the leg of the bed.

I think I want to be a detective. I pinched the dust. They were found to be incense ash. This thing is all too familiar.

It seems that some people often burn incense here.

There was nothing wrong with this bed, as I didn't feel any ghosts. But how should that dream be explained?

I looked at the sleeping Wushuang and thought, "Let's just count what kind of prophecy it is, we have four judges as guards, and it must be fine." ”

In the days that followed, we never slept in that bed again, and my injuries and Wushuang healed quickly. Three days later, we were ready to go back.

That evening, He Jiu returned. He looked at the two of us as if he were a rich man. Rubbing his hands, he said excitedly, "What? Are you leaving? ”

I nodded, "yes, I'm leaving." ”

He Jiu sighed: "It would be nice if I stayed for a few more days, so that I could earn more money." ”

I looked at him with a positive look, and I really couldn't connect with the murderer.

He Jiu said: "Otherwise, I'll go buy two dishes and buy a bottle of wine." Let's have dinner together. And then you go again. If you come here in the future, you will still come to live with me. ”

He Jiu's words were very sincere, but after Wushuang and I were tortured by that bed, we were a little vigilant.

The four judges next to him winked. They all nodded cautiously, and the meaning could not be clearer. If He Jiu has any bad intentions, take it immediately.

Then Wushuang said: "It's okay to have a meal, I've been eating snacks for the past few days, and I'm tired of eating." ”

He Jiu happily agreed and went out to buy vegetables. Looking at him like that, he is planning to build a good relationship with us, hoping to have a repeat customer.

At the dinner table, He Jiu poured himself a drink, which was okay at first, but after drinking, he actually cried.

Not only that, but while crying, he also had to hit his own ear scraper.

Wushuang and I looked at it inexplicably and asked him, "What's wrong with you?" ”

He Jiu waved his hand. Place the glass heavily on the table. Then he stood up sharply and shouted at the yard: "I want to make money, I want to make a fortune." I'm not going to have a hard time anymore. ”

He shouted these two voices, and the whole person seemed to be drained. Then he sat down heavily, poured himself another glass of wine, tilted his neck, and dried it again.

I patted him on the shoulder: "Do a good job, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi." ”

He Jiu ignored me, just kept drinking. Later, he got drunk, staggered to his feet, plopped, knelt down in front of the bed, and kowtowed: "Dad, I'm sorry, Dad, I'm sorry." ”

As soon as I heard this, I immediately remembered that dream.

When I dreamed of He Jiu at night, he also cried and said sorry.

I walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "He Jiu." You stand up, I'll tell you something. ”

He Jiu's eyes were red: "What's the matter?" ”

I pointed to his bed: "I think there's something wrong with this bed." ”

He Jiu asked in a daze: "Questions?" What's wrong with this bed? ”

I thought for a moment and said, "I slept on it and dreamed of killing someone." ”

After I said this, He Jiu's eyes, which were originally slightly closed, suddenly widened. He looked at the bed in a panic, then at me again, "What do you mean?" What killing? ”

As soon as I saw He Jiu's performance, I also guessed in my heart that eight or nine would not be far from ten, so I looked at him and said, "I dreamed that you killed a person." ”

He Jiu obviously didn't know how to hide his expression: "Don't talk nonsense, can you say this casually?" I'm not a murderer. ”

I pointed to Wushuang: "She dreamed of it too." He Jiu, has anyone died on this bed? ”

He Jiu looked at the two of us dumbfounded and stopped talking. I asked again, "This bed should have been sleeping with your dad all along, right?" ”

He Jiu suddenly knelt down on the bed and scratched his hair vigorously.

Wushuang said: "I understand, what we see is not the future, it turns out to be the past. ”

I also nodded: "Whoever sleeps in this bed, the dream is unconsciously affected, and he thinks of himself as He Jiu's father." ”