This time, we didn't repeat the dead loop just now, we drove all the way to Shenjiazhuang, and soon after a turn, we arrived at the town health center.

I took out my phone at this time to check the time, and I remember that we set off at eight or nine o'clock, and it was half past eleven. That is to say, it should have been less than forty minutes away, and we walked for two or three hours.

Sent his cousin to the hospital, and Uncle Liqin followed the nurses to go through the formalities.

After a while, my cousin's family also arrived at the door of the operating room one after another, and my sister-in-law squatted on the side and cried, and several female relatives kept persuading her. Wait for the nurse to come out and say: The patient is dead, who is the family? By this time I saw that the sky was already dark.

The sister-in-law immediately fainted backwards, and a group of people rushed over to support her, and the rest of the people were crying and arguing with the nurse. I wasn't part of their family, at most they were temporary helpers, so I stood by and smoked.

I pondered what had just happened. What the hell just happened? Who is that thin man, who is trying to harm me? No, I didn't have a penny in my wallet.

Or is he just a gay hooligan who wants to take me off his clothes and rape me? But it was in the cemetery at that time, and who was interested in having a shot in the cemetery? Besides, what's going on with the dead loop that the ghost hits the wall and can't get out.

Or ....... He's not human at all? It's all this ghost making trouble, from the first ghost hitting the wall, to the cousin being moved into the coffin........ But what is its purpose as a ghost, just to charm us and take off my pants?

I thought about it for a long time, and the last cigarette in my pocket was smoked, and I couldn't think of a clue anymore.

I don't know if I should call the police or not, what should I say if we meet a ghost and the police come? I said Uncle Police, what the hell did I see, and the ghost took off my pants? I don't even believe the damn it.

When I returned to the village, the reason for the fire at the second uncle's house last night was that there was a smell of burning paper in the north of the entire village. When I arrived at my grandfather's house, I was tired from working all night, and I was scared again, so I told my grandfather about last night. My grandfather was also horrified, and hurriedly asked my grandmother to go and show me.

I was restless but sleepy. And he fell asleep in bed.

In my sleep, I dreamed that my cousin and I were playing together when we were young, and we children went to the river north of the village in the winter to set off firecrackers and burn reeds and dried water weeds.

My cousin likes to pick up plastic bags, mineral water bottles and other plastic items from the garbage thrown by the villagers along the river, wrap them around one end of a long sorghum stalk, light the plastic ball with a match, and carry it by hand at the other end, like carrying a lantern. In this way, the fire fell on the grass pile on the ground with the burnt plastic oil, and as soon as the child ran along the river, the fire burned a large area.

Burning and burning, the fire actually burned on both of us. I didn't feel any pain myself. It's the cousin who rolls and screams in pain. After a while, the fire spread from the hem of his pants to his cousin's face. He lay in front of me, facing me, and cried out with both hands on my shoes: O little people! I hurt! Burn me!

When I was a child, I watched a children's movie called Dinosaur Troop, and I vaguely remember that there was a villain in it whose body seemed to have been skinned alive, and the blood-red muscle fibers were clearly visible. At this time, I saw that my cousin was also burned to the same appearance, and the skin of the burned was gone, and blood was gushing out, much like the wheel crushing the red bricks last night.