"Take care." I said goodbye to Huang Yan'er and turned to leave, I knew that Huang Li'er must have told Huang Yan'er how to live.

"Yang Hao, my grandfather said that people and ghosts have different paths, and tomorrow will be the first seven, so let you do it yourself."

Huang Yan'er's words made me confused for a while, but my heart suddenly cooled, and I left the woods quickly.

After I walked out of Dawa Village, I kept thinking about what happened tonight, and my heart was full of thoughts.

What did Huang Li'er mean by the last sentence that Huang Li'er told me, what is the first seven, what is it good to do for yourself?

I got home and took a cold shower, it was two o'clock in the morning, the moonlight was bright, and my mind was in turmoil.

The lights in the room were still on, and Zhou Manman was curled up against the wall with his back to me, without a quilt on his body.

I draped the blanket over Zhou Manman's body, and when my fingers touched Zhou Manman's arm, she suddenly retracted, her body was cold and prickly cold.

"Manman." I shook Zhou Manman to wake her up.

Zhou Manman woke up with a sigh, looked at me sleepily and said, "You're back, are you okay?" ”

I said, "It's okay, are you sick?" ”

Zhou Manman said: "No, it's just a little cold, a problem when I was a child." ”

"Then I'll hold you." I wrapped the blanket around Zhou Manman's body, and gently wrapped my chest against her back.

Zhou Manman did not resist, and we slept like this until the sun was shining the next day.

When I woke up, the blanket on my body had been completely swept away by Zhou Manman, as if I had a cold and my nose was not breathing.

My mother woke me up by pushing open the door and said, "Son, get up and see who the young man at the door is, who has been kowtowing at the door of our house, and he will not say anything when asked." ”

I got up and put on my clothes and walked to the door, just as I saw Huang Yan'er kneeling around our house and kowtowing to our house, muttering some strange words in her mouth.

"Huang Yan'er, what are you doing?" I am both surprised and a little dissatisfied with Huang Yan'er's behavior, Huang Cripple's bones are not cold now, I am afraid that he has not been buried, he came to my house to make trouble.

Huang Yan'er's head was already covered with beads of sweat, he got up and looked at me, turned around and left without saying a word.

I didn't understand what Huang Yan'er meant, so I chased after him and asked him, Huang Yan said: "Grandpa asked me to kowtow around your house before he died, and when I started to go east at night, don't look back when I hear anything, if I can live until dawn, the ghost will let me go." ”

I was stunned for a long time, my mother came out of the house and whispered to me: "Son, is there a dead mouse in your house, why is it a little smelly?" ”

"I can't breathe through my nose." I said in a deep voice.

During the meal, my mother and I sat very close, and I kept serving her food, and my mother was happy on the surface, but secretly pinched my thigh.

"You should leave some food for Manman, Mom can't eat it."

Zhou Manman's face was a little pale, she glanced at me and was about to pick up the vegetables, I knocked her chopsticks aside, Zhou Manman glanced at me, didn't make a sound, lowered her head and picked up the food.

The mother said angrily, "What are you doing here, child?" ”

"What else can I do, it's dirty." I threw my chopsticks heavily on the table, got up and went out the door.

Before leaving, I saw a tear flowing from the corner of Zhou Manman's eye.

I didn't pay attention to my mother calling me back behind me, in fact, I should have thought about it a long time ago, my mother knew that Zhou Manman was turned by a group of people, and no one's mother would tolerate her son marrying such an unclean woman.

There is no woman who has not only not been in contact with her family after being reincarnated again, but has also been stuck in the house of a stranger she just met.

I gradually understood in my heart what Huang Cripple said, he told me to do it myself, he knew that with my cleverness, I should have thought of something a long time ago, but I didn't want to face it, let alone admit it.

The first seven, what a terrible word.

On the seventh day after death, the ghost returns to the sun, and when midnight comes, the soul returns to the underworld.

And today, it happens to be the seventh day that Zhou Manman came to my house.

Within seven days, at least one person will die every day for six consecutive days, and it has been rumored in ancient times that demons eat people's hearts, and ghosts take yang energy, and if the corpse possessed by demons does not ingest people's yang energy for a day, it will rot.

Yang Kuan, Da Zhuang, Li Tong, Zhang Kun, Zhou Cheng and Wang Hai, four of the six people died in the ghost homicide incident, and the murderer behind the scenes deliberately created the illusion that the deceased strangled himself to death to confuse everyone, in fact, the four deceased were all killed by sucking yang energy, especially the spirit of men.

And Li Tong was killed by Guo Blind, he was afraid that Zhou Manman would be killed by Li Fugui and ruin his plan, so he killed Li Tong in advance just in case.

As for the female ghost who wanted to kill Wang Hai, she was bumped into by Li Fugui, not only was her soul injured, but her yang energy had not yet been absorbed, and her soul with a greatly injured vitality lived in a body that did not belong to her, and she could not maintain the yang energy of her body at all, and she would definitely show her feet the next day.

I walked to the pond at the head of Mingyue Village, looking at the wind fixing pile that had stood at the head of the village for a hundred years without falling, and I was confused.

I remember when I was very young, every time I passed by here, I was very angry, because I heard the old lady say that at least four women had drowned in the pond at the head of the village, just as he knew, and they were all used by the village for private purposes. As for the wind pile, it disgusted me even more, I saw my playmate being tied to the wind pile by his father and beaten badly, beaten all over blood, and finally dying of life.

At that time, on the one hand, I was glad that my mother was great, and I was glad that I had no father, and on the other hand, I silently warned myself in my heart that studying for the rise of China would definitely change the bad habits of the mountain villages in the future, and make those stubborn and difficult to educate executioners pay the price.

Walking out of the mountains, I realized that I was just a grain of sand among all living beings, and my strength was so weak that I couldn't even do the gangsters who stood in the way, and I could only swallow my anger when I was wronged at school.

In the school's final evaluation that year, I was eligible for the school scholarship, but the teacher gave the scholarship to another person in the class who did not learn and did not know how to learn, I asked him why, and he said that the scholarship is regarded as a comprehensive quality, not just a grade. I asked me what was wrong with me? How good is the overall quality of that student, on the first day he got a scholarship of 5000, he went to make an appointment, and the rest rushed into the game.

The teacher said that I was impatient and did not unite my classmates, so I went to his office to make a small report on a trivial matter, and I had no basic self-cultivation, and he said that as long as I do my own things in a down-to-earth manner, it should be mine.

Later, my buddy told me that the student who got the scholarship was the teacher's own nephew.

I thought that I would come back from school and be able to do something serious in my hometown, take the civil service exam or something, but who knows, one thing after another keeps impacting my worldview, and one conspiracy after another makes me doubt everyone, even my girlfriend and mother, I don't dare to believe it anymore.

And for a moment, my admiration and respect for Guo Blind made me have the urge to apprentice, and I even thought that if one day I could learn real skills, I wanted to be a chivalrous, hoeing the strong and helping the weak, and fighting the sword at the end of the world.

But now it seems that I was too fantasical.

It is difficult to draw people and tigers, and it is difficult to draw bones, and knowing people and faces does not know their hearts.

The death of Huang Cripple caused the entire Futuling people to fall into extreme panic, and even the last head of the Feng Shui family that had been passed down from generation to generation in Futuling died, who else could control the spread of ghost killings?

On that day, many villagers in the village of Futuling left the mountains with their children to live with relatives in other towns, and strange things happened in Futuling every few decades, and they did not last too long, and they would come back after a period of time when the haunted rumors had passed.

It is not easy to leave a place where you want to live for a lifetime, and it is not realistic to want to settle in other places because the hukou problem is so strict now.

When I walked to the door of Guo's blind house, I decided to go in and ask him something, although he was very dangerous, he would not harm me for the time being.

"Lao Guo?" I shouted twice at the door, but no one answered.

I looked at the black nails on the cabinet in their house, and suddenly remembered the scene when he took out the black nails from the wooden box under the bed when I came to look for Guo Blind that day, I looked down at the bottom of his bed, and saw the old wooden box dipped in dust, and the seal on it had been torn.

I was so excited that I opened the box, and as I had guessed, there was the little Zhoutian compass that Guo Blind had obtained from the yellow cripple.

The compass is surrounded by dense runes, the surface is wrapped in bronze, and the inside is a blue-green jade plate bottom, and the carving is extremely exquisite, and every word and symbol is natural.

I carefully took the compass out, this time the compass did not repulse me, my index finger lightly touched the scale at the bottom of the jade compass, and with a snap, I was like thunder, and the compass fell to the ground, and a wisp of green smoke came out of it.

I swallowed my fingers in pain and tried to pick up the compass on the ground and put it back in the wooden box, but the needle on the compass suddenly turned, and there was a small sound of brackets operating.