"Niko." I screamed softly, and I remember the day before yesterday that was what his father called her.

She looked up at me, then pouted, ignoring me at all. In her world, I was the bad guy who wouldn't allow her to go to her mom.

"Nizi, where's your father?"

"Go away! Ignore you! Nizi yelled at me, and I exhaled slowly, wondering if she would remember the events of that day when she grew up, and if she could understand what happened that day. But I still hope that she doesn't remember it well, and let me always be a bad person in her heart. Or, when she is older, she will remember that her mother is dead, but she wants to die with her, I don't know what kind of mood she feels?

I looked into the room. This kind of town health center is very small, just a quadrangle and four wards. Those who really have serious illnesses and injuries will be sent to the county or urban area, and here are the general minor problems, or a preventive injection or something.

Nizi's father had a bandage on his head, sitting on the bed on a drip, and the man standing on the phone was the uncle who told Zong Sheng yesterday that he had seen Zong Sheng's hands and made him want to come alone.

Niko's father was surprised to see me, and quickly said something to the uncle who called. The uncle looked over, hung up the phone immediately, walked out of the ward, and said, "Sister, why are you here, it won't be yesterday, your brother still has something to explain." ”

I bit my lip, I really didn't know how to talk to him, and after hesitating for a few seconds, I said, "Uncle, can I talk to you?" It may take a few minutes. ”

The uncle looked at the people in the ward, and then at the door of the house, and then followed me to the hospital parking shed. The hospital is very small, and there is only this parking shed where there are fewer people.

We were standing under the shed, and the uncle was also a little restrained, and wanted to light a cigarette, so he put it down again.

"Uncle, I left yesterday, I want to ask, what did you say to my brother yesterday?"

"That's it?"

"Yes, I asked him, but he wouldn't say, and it was obvious that he had something on his mind. I just came here to ask you what you told him yesterday. You see I've come all the way by car. ”

"It's nothing." The uncle said, "I just watched his moves of lighting incense and inviting God, exactly the same as the old gentleman I saw more than 20 years ago." After I said it, I realized that the old gentleman was your brother's master, no wonder they gestured the same or something. ”

Master? I put a question mark in my mind. Zong Sheng didn't have a master, but the old gentleman who saved his life grew up with him. This master should be the old gentleman. Zong Sheng called him grandpa.

"More than 20 years ago, the old gentleman said that he had come to our village to find a ghost fetus. I don't know how he knew about these things. There really is a ghost fetus in our village. Whether it's a ghost son or not, I don't know, but that's what everyone says, and they all say that he's the child who and spent the night on that mass grave and then conceived. That Wang Gan died a long time ago. He killed someone himself, went to jail, and died on the construction site not long after he came out. I heard that he had a conflict with someone and was killed. Tsk, no result. When the old gentleman came to our village to look for Wang Gan, Wang Gan hadn't killed anyone, and he was idle in the village all day. I don't know what the old gentleman said to Wang Gan, Wang Gan was really anxious about a few young people in our village, and went to the mass grave together at night. At that time, I was still young and not afraid of any ghosts and gods, so I went along. Tsk, that old gentleman is amazing. He burned the incense with one of the king's hairs on the mass grave, and the fragrance drifted towards a tomb next to the big locust tree. He said that the tomb was Wang Gan's biological father. I don't know what he did, but he did a lot of things anyway, and finally took a handful of mud from the top of the grave. Tsk, listening to what he said at the time, it seemed that he was planning something with the ghost in the grave, and the ghost agreed, so he took away a handful of mud. ”

I listened intently, waited a few seconds and didn't look at him again, and then I asked, "That's all?" Gone? You didn't say anything more to him? ”

"No, that's it. After that, we didn't see that old gentleman, and Wang Gan was imprisoned for murder in the second year. Your brother listened to me say a few words yesterday, and not long after you left, he followed. ”

I frowned, just such a thing, why did Zong Sheng have such a strong idea to enter the hotel last night? What does this mean?

With a lot of questions, I got on the bus back to the city, but I didn't know how to relate this matter to Zong Sheng. Mud on the grave? That's right! That day, when dealing with Nizi's mother's affairs, when Zong Sheng left the mass grave, he also lived on the grave next to the big locust tree.

I was walking beside him, and he didn't say a word, didn't even stop, just reached out and grabbed it, and put it in a very small cloth bag. I didn't care about this at the time, I just thought he was a child, and he just grabbed it. Now after listening to what this uncle said, I just remembered this, so it seems that the mud Zongsheng is definitely not for fun, but for a purpose.

I don't know the connection, so who do I ask? The old gentleman must know that the old gentleman is the person concerned, and Zong Sheng is the child he brought out, Zong Sheng did these things, he taught them, he must know. However, Zong Sheng said that the old gentleman had been seriously injured the last time he dealt with Wang Gan in the hotel wall, so he brought him to the battlefield with his injuries. In order to deal with the wound, he had to come to me.

I guess I can't find that old gentleman myself. It's not that I can't find it, but it's a long time to find it, I don't know where Zong Sheng is now, maybe he's still in the hotel. Maybe he's been eaten, right inside the walls of the hotel. Whether it is life or death, I must find him as soon as possible and save him. I don't have time to come to the old gentleman, so I'll think about it again, if there is anyone closer, I can ask right away.

By the way, the old man who set up a street stall and sold talismans for twenty yuan. Maybe he knew.

I watched the route of the car, rocked on it, changed cars, and arrived at the mouth of the alley at about four o'clock in the afternoon. After a day of rushing, I forgot that I didn't even eat breakfast and lunch, so I just drove the car. Now in the alley, there are still many small vendors selling food, I bought an omelet and found the old man on the side of the street. I'm afraid that if it's too late, he will collect the stall and go back.

I was in a hurry to find someone, so Lan Lan called me. "You Xuan, has your brother found someone?" That's the first thing she asked.

"No, Lan Lan, I'm trying to figure it out. You don't have to tell the people in the hotel about yesterday, and we classmates don't have to talk about it. ”

"Okay, I understand. You Xuan, well, I'm sorry. Yesterday I ... ”

"Okay, Lan Lan, when I go to work in the hotel the day after tomorrow, I'll tell you. I'm busy here. I hung up the phone, ate the omelette in two bites, and walked over to the old man.

The old man was about to close the stall, put himself on the ground, wrote fortune-telling, and picked up the red envelope of the feng shui treasure land with the four corners, and then put the small bench into the cloth, and was ready to get up.

I just took the little bench down, sat down, and looked at him. The old man looked at me in amazement, then immediately put on a smiling face, put down the red cloth again, put down his folding stool, and sat down. I hurriedly said, "Uncle, I... ”

"Don't speak, let me calculate, what happened to you, why you are in such a hurry to find me. Haha, I saw you trotting over there stuffed with bread. The old man nodded his finger and said, "You are in a hurry to ask something." ”

"I'm in a hurry to find someone. For me, a very important person is missing, uncle, do you know where he is? ”

"Looking for someone, it's not like ah, I'm counting hexagrams, I'm here to ask about things."

"To ask about things is to ask about finding someone."

"What does the person you are looking for have to do with you?"

"He's my boyfriend."

"Tsk, boyfriend, if this kind of disappears, find another one, aren't all young people like this now?"

"Uncle," I was about to cry, "I'm dying, don't joke with me." He's missing, he's been missing since last night, his phone can't get through, there's nothing, he's gone. "When I got up, my eyes turned red again.

The uncle became a little more serious and said, "Don't cry, I'll do the math for you." Does his birth date have eight characters? ”

When I hurriedly reported the year, month and day of a new calendar, I added that it was a new calendar. The old man took out a red paper and pen, wrote and drew on the paper, and looked up at me suddenly: "Last time you asked me to count it as this eight characters, I remember it clearly." This eight-character person died a long time ago, and he didn't live to be a year old. Are you trying to trick me, the old man, or have you met a ghost? ”

I was stunned for a moment by his question, and I didn't know how to answer. After a few seconds, he said, "You just think I'm a hell, so where is he?" Can it be counted? ”

The uncle shook his head: "If you die but don't go there to report, this kind of can't be counted." ”

I let out a long breath, still without a clue. I don't even know where to look for it. The old man said, "You have something else to ask me." ”

"Yes! Uncle, it's about the mud on the grave, let me tell you first. I told me what my uncle told me before I asked, "Yesterday at noon, my boyfriend also grabbed a handful of mud on that grave, I just want to know, why did he do that?" Knowing this, maybe I'll be able to find him. ”