The little boy was not big, he looked like he was seven or eight years old, his face was pale after being soaked in water, and his big eyes were as black as ink.

"Are you, you're the kid of the Wang family?"

I haven't said anything yet, Mother Yang blew up and asked with a stumbling face.

"Aunt Yang!"

The little boy turned his head sideways, screamed sweetly, and put his pale little hand around Yang Haibo's neck, muttering, "Da Bozi, why are you so tall?" ”

"Mom, save me!"

Yang Haibo froze there, spitting out two words with difficulty.

Mother Yang grabbed my arm, her lips squirmed for a long time, and she didn't say a word.

"It's boring!"

The little boy climbed on Yang Haibo's back, climbed up again, tilted his head to look at us, his eyes kept flowing on us, seeing that I had not reacted, he stretched out his little hand and pinched Yang Haibo's face, slid backwards, slipped off Yang Haibo's back, and ran out on two small short legs.

Yang Haibo collapsed directly on the ground, holding his shoulders and humming.

"Want to run?"

Ryoko and I chased out at the same time, but as soon as we went out, the person disappeared.

The countryside is not like the town, there are street lamps when it is dark, although the light is dark, you can still see the shadow of the person, the countryside is dark, if the moonlight is darker, it is really out of sight.

This will be like this, ten meters out of Zhang's house, it is really impossible to see five fingers.

"Go back!"

Seeing that the person was gone, it would be boring to chase again, so Liangzi and I turned around and returned to Zhang's house.

Yang Haibo was still paralyzed there, and Yang's mother was holding his head, crying and howling.

"That's it!"

I came to Yang Haibo's side, kicked him in the ass, and scolded: "What are you pretending to be dead, I didn't see your mother crying!" ”

"I'm uncomfortable!" Yang Haibo gradually turned around and said weakly.

"It's a fart!"

Liangzi went over and picked up a steel awl, pointed at Yang Haibo and said, "I'll count three, if you don't get up, I'll cone you to death!" ”

Ryoko said as she walked towards him.

"I'll get up, I'll get up!" Yang Haibo's eyes were round, and he was no longer paralyzed, he got up from the ground and looked at Liangzi nervously.

"Virtue, Lao Tzu tells you, don't fucking pretend to be dead, one more time, Lao Tzu will let you really die!" Liangzi walked over, afraid of slapping Yang Haibo's face.

A trace of anger flashed in Yang Haibo's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by ridicule, and he bowed his head to Liangzi and repeatedly said that he would not.

Mother Yang got up from the ground, wiped her tears and pulled her second son behind her, and said with a smile: "The child is not sensible, don't care!" ”

I'm a little speechless, how many times have I said it, Yang Haibo is thirty-three, he's not a child anymore, and Yang's mother just can't remember.

Yang Haibo, if he is tougher, I will also look down on him, when he came to my house at the beginning, he made himself seem to be so awesome, and he was reluctant to let him go to the pillar incense.

hasn't passed a day, and when I saw something, I was coaxed, the key is to always use my one-meter-five mother as a shield, and she has grown so big in vain.

"Humph!"

Liangzi snorted coldly, and didn't say anything more for Yang's mother's sake.

"Thank you, what's going on?" Mother Yang glanced at Liangzi carefully, and then came to me and asked.

"Back then, you just pulled down the idol of the goddess who sent the son?" I asked.

"I don't know!" Mother Yang shook her head blankly.

"Is there anything clear in the village?" I asked.

"Yes!"

Mother Yang's eyes lit up and she said, "Let's go, I'll take you to Lao Zhao's house, Lao Zhao is over seventy years old this year, and he knows the four old things best!" ”

"Hurry up, he'll die if he's late!" I urged.

In fact, there are still many doubts, Lao Wang has long been dead, who killed him, and when his son came back, why was he indifferent to his own father?

Coming over just now, the kid didn't do anything to Yang Haibo, if he wanted to, Yang Haibo would have died a long time ago, and now he just has a few more fingerprints on his body, which can be regarded as Yin Qi invading the body, which is easy to solve.

The village is not very big in total, and it is only five minutes away from beginning to end, although it is dark, and we can't see clearly, but three minutes later, we still arrived at Lao Zhao's house.

The door of Lao Zhao's house is hanging, the courtyard is very calm, the lights in the house are on, the curtains are not hanging, through the window, the situation in the house is unobstructed, but I didn't see Lao Zhao.

On the way, Yang's mother talked about the situation of Lao Zhao's family, Lao Zhao's wife died early, and he had two sons, both of whom were unfilial, so Lao Zhaotou has always lived by himself.

Although the gate is hanging, but the wooden fence, hanging is equal to not hanging, a push to open, a few of us walked in turn, the door is not hung, a pull to open.

The moment the door opened, a smell of burning poured out.

My heart moved, and I felt that there was a door.

Following the smell of burning and a burst of muttering, we found Lao Zhao Tou in a hut in the back, who was kneeling on the ground, burning paper money, and lighting three sticks of incense.

Seeing us, there was not much surprise in his eyes, but a sense of relief.

"Second Uncle Zhao, who are you burning paper for?" Yang's mother asked.

"I'm paying off my debts!"

Lao Zhao Tou threw the last two pieces of paper into the fire, stood up with difficulty, glanced at me, and said, "If there is anything you want to ask, hurry up and ask!" ”

"You know we're coming?" I'm a little confused.

The old man was too calm, calm and somewhat abnormal.

"As for people, they must always be responsible for their own actions, and they can't escape, since someone in the village lost their lives because of the child's life, I knew that this day was not too late!"

Lao Zhao put his hands behind his back, bowed his waist, and walked us to the outhouse step by step, saying in a lonely tone as he walked.

followed Lao Zhao Tou to the outhouse, Lao Zhao leaned cross-legged against the wall on his head and said: "In those years, people were a little abnormal, and they were easily instigated. ”

"In order to show their position, in order to prove that they are not engaged in feudal superstition, people rushed to the mountains in a swarm to smash the Niangniang Temple!"

Lao Zhao didn't need us to ask at all, so he said, "Niangniang Temple was famous at that time, asking for blessings from children, small illnesses and disasters, as long as there is something, many people go to ask for it, but in order to prove their innocence, the most ruthless smashing of the temple is precisely these who get benefits!" ”

"There is a temple in the temple, and I am usually responsible for cleaning the Niangniang Temple, maintaining the safety of the temple, and being careful of fires!"

Old Zhao Tou talked about Miao Zhu, and a trace of imperceptible apology flashed in his eyes, "Miao Zhu is a sincere person, saying that those who smashed the temple wanted to be a bitch and wanted to set up an archway, and they forgot to ask for the time of the mother. ”

None of us interrupted Lao Zhao, just listened quietly.

Old Zhao Tou ignored us and completely fell into memories.

"Then he had all the tools, so he dragged Miao Zhu out, planning to criticize him, hung three bricks around his neck, and brought him a top hat!"

"There is no life in the temple, someone smashed the statue of Niangniang with a steel awl that smashed stones, and I don't know who started it, they all ran to the face of the statue!"

"At first, Miao Zhu thought that he would not do anything to the statue of Niangniang, and he didn't resist, he gritted his teeth there, and then heard the movement in the temple, and he went completely crazy!"

"But what's the use of being crazy, besides, people have a kind of psychology, the more they feel weak, the more out of line they do, they want to cover up their own weakness, those who have received the benefits of Niangniang are the most ruthless, and they want to force Miaozhu to chisel the statue of Niangniang with their own hands, so that they will feel better!"

"If Miaozhu doesn't agree, they threaten to sink him and the idol in the river if they don't smash the idol!"

"Miao Zhu didn't say anything, just looked coldly at those who persecuted him, I still remember that look, very cold, very disdainful, and a kind of hatred from the bottom of my bones."

"When he was dying, Miaozhu didn't soften, so he sank into the river with the statue of Niangniang!"

After saying this, Lao Zhao Tou seemed to have exhausted all his strength, leaning against the wall and panting heavily.

"And that kind of thing?"

Yang Haibo opened his mouth wide, his face incredible.

Mother Yang didn't say anything, with her age, just in time for the tail of that era, she was fourteen or fifteen years old, and that era was just lonely.

She had seen how crazy people were back then, so she didn't happen.

"The temple was destroyed, the statue of Niangniang and the temple Zhu sank into the river together, many people are doing things with their conscience, most of them are reluctant to mention the events of the year, but people will leave traces, retribution will come sooner or later, just sooner or later!"

Old Zhao Tou smiled, looked sideways out of the window, and muttered, "My retribution is coming soon!" ”

"Has the idol been dug up?" I thought about it and asked.

If the statues and temples were still at the bottom of the river, this series of events might not have happened.

The god is sealed by man, and naturally he will fall off the altar because of man, and the moment he is pushed into the water, he is destined to fall from the altar.

In other words, that river was the place where she died.

Water can imprison ghosts and gods, and it is not inevitable to send a child, for so many years, she has been imprisoned in water, slowly accumulating strength, waiting for the day of rebirth.

It's also very simple to say, it's to catch the dead ghosts.

If a person drowns in water, he will be imprisoned in the water unless he can find someone to replace him, that is, to catch a substitute ghost.

The same is true of God, except that he needs more substitutes for the dead.

So for so many years, no one has drowned in the river, and it is all the mother who sent her son to accumulate strength and wait for the moment when she comes out of the water.

"I don't know, it should have been dug up, otherwise how could Niangniang come back to take revenge?" Old Zhao Tou muttered.

"Is the river where Lao Wang's son drowned, is it the place where the statue of Niangniang sank?" I asked, a little eagerly.

If it is the same river, then things are easy to explain, and a perfect logic will be formed.

"Yes!"

Old Zhao Tou glanced up at me and gave an affirmative answer.

I exhaled slowly, Qi lived, not only to send the son to the mother, but also to drown in that river all these years came out.

Now there are two that can be determined, one is to send the son Niangniang, and the other is the son of Lao Wang, as for the temple Zhu, it has not yet been found.

One more thing is certain, the idol should be hoisted, otherwise, the child giver will not be so awesome.

The soul came out of the river, and the body was still there, and it would be affected somewhat, but from the recently killed children, it was obvious that the mother who sent the child did it herself.

If you can come and ask for the soul in person, it proves that the idol has also come out.

A statue made of stone, to say the least, costs three or four hundred catties, and it is unlikely to be able to get it out by sending the son Niangniang herself, that is to say, there is another person behind this.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

As soon as he figured this out, Lao Zhao Tou looked out the window nervously and muttered in a low voice.

was made by him like this, Yang Haibo also became nervous, and without saying a word, he ran onto the kang and hid in the innermost.

"Coercion!" Ryoko glared at him, eager to go over and kill him herself.

Mother Yang pulled me and looked at me pleadingly.

"Hee-hee!"

At this moment, there was a child's chuckle outside the window, and the little pale face was pressed against the window again, and the big black eyes glared at us, exerting pressure.

"Dingding!"

Ryoko and I were just about to make a move when there was another clanging sound outside, which was very similar to the movement of smashing stones.

"Here it is, here comes the retribution!"

When Lao Zhao heard this voice, he rushed down the kang as if he was crazy, and rushed out of the house before all of us could react.

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