The village is not big, and the intersection is very narrow, so the uncle stopped the car and we walked in. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Pay attention, the death qi in this place has reached this terrifying level!" the uncle frowned and said in a deep voice.

Damn, what the hell this is.

The doors of every house are closed, and there is no one in sight.

The senior sister did not re-enter my body, but walked back and forth in this deserted small village, and suddenly, she pointed ahead and said: "The third family on the right is a palace maid in the late Qing Dynasty, and she is about to have a heart attack!"

I'm confused, when will my sister tell fortunes?

It was at this time that the sound of the cup cracking shattered the tranquility, I didn't have time to be surprised, I dragged Zhao Shishi and the uncle and ran over, fortunately, this door was actually open.

When we rushed in, an old woman in linen clothes was lying on the ground in pain, her face was blue, her whole body was constantly convulsing, her hand was tightly holding a bottle of fast-acting medicine to save her heart, but he didn't have the strength to eat it, and her eyes showed great despair.

"Ah!" Zhao Shishi exclaimed, quickly squatted down and fed him the bite, and then slowly patted her back to relieve her breath, and after a while, the old man finally came to his senses.

She looked at us with gratitude and said, "Little girl, young man, thank you, thank you...... If it weren't for you, I would have been dead, old lady!"

As he spoke, he gasped violently, and after a long time, he looked at us again: "By the way, you look very raw, are you from out of town?"

"That's right, we're here to find someone. This old woman, do you know Cui Sanfat?" the uncle took a step forward, thinking about answering.

Is Cui Sanpang the old man's comrade-in-arms?

I'll go, the name is too pillbox.

However, the old man's face is really thick and touching.

Call someone else's grandmother, uncle, you yourself are already seventy or eighty, and you can't be angry with others.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the old grandmother heard this name, she burst into tears in an instant, crying called an old tear, and grabbed the old man's hand: "This...... Do you know the three fats? Woo, that miserable old man, he, he ......."

I didn't say what was going on for a long time.

Without waiting for us to ask, he picked up the crutches on the table and said that he was taking us to Cui Sanpang's house.

I was going to see my comrades-in-arms who I hadn't seen for many years, and I felt that the uncle was very excited, as if he was a girl who was about to get married.

Back on the dirt road in the village, there were a few more pedestrians this time, but when they saw us, they were all curious, as if they had seen ghosts, either running or pointing and whispering.

After walking for about five minutes, we arrived at a rustic courtyard, where the old lady spoke to a middle-aged man, then turned around and beckoned us to come over.

"Village chief, these three are good people, they saved my life...... Hey, I don't know if it's a relative of the three fats, you let them go in and have a look!"

The village chief just stared at us strangely, and after a long while, he staggered and agreed to let us in.

Nima, what's the situation, this small courtyard is crowded with people, a rough estimate, at least a few dozen.

No wonder the dirt road is like a ghost village, and you can't see half a person's head.

I glanced at my uncle and saw the incomprehension in each other's eyes.

A few steps forward, the uncle suddenly went crazy, and his eyes turned red all of a sudden, like a beast with soaring hair.

He stared at the ground and said to himself, "Impossible, impossible......"

I followed his gaze, and there was a corpse, wrapped in a straw mat.

He seemed to be old, wrinkled, and pitiful.

It was hot, and a few flies were buzzing around.

No way......

Thinking of the uncle's abnormal reaction, I guessed a possibility that the owner of the corpse was his old comrade-in-arms.

After knowing his uncle for so long, this was the first time he had an emotional breakdown, and cloudy tears kept wetting his cheeks.

Zhao Shishi was infected by him, twitched her nose and cried quietly, even if it was me, her eyes couldn't help but redden.

He knelt on the ground, tremblingly touched the old corpse, and asked in a deep voice, "How did he die?"

"Last night, Smear came down from the mountain and fell to his death. The middle-aged village chief replied.

Bah, this Nima is talking nonsense with his eyes open?

The old corpse is missing a piece of flesh on its leg, and the hollow and even the skeleton is gone, how can this be a fall?

Sure enough, the old lady who brought us couldn't listen anymore, picked up her crutches and knocked on the floor, trembling: "Village chief, don't talk nonsense, the three fat him, he was obviously killed by evil ghosts......"

"Hmph! What the hell is not a ghost, we have to believe in science, how can there be a ghost in this world, I am a high-achieving student with a higher education, these things are all cheating people money, nonsense!" The village chief looked disdainful, but because of his seniority, he didn't show it.

The uncle ignored their argument and continued to ask, "Why is it wrapped in a straw mat and there is no coffin?"

In the face of outsiders, the village chief does not need to hide his irritability.

He snorted impatiently: "Coffin? Cui Sanfat has no wife and no children, he has been living on the public funds in the village for so many years, does he pay for it!"

"Grass your mother, Lao Tzu is rich, Lao Tzu is out!"

The old man's temper exploded, and it had been a long time since he had met someone who dared to speak to him like this.

If it weren't for the tragic death of his old comrades-in-arms, which caused him to be depressed and powerless, he would have had to kill this dog-like deflated village chief.

This village chief has been in the city, and he can't stand the provocation, he was pointed at his nose and scolded, and he was angry that he was a thug with green tendons on his forehead, and wanted to go up and work hard with the uncle, I saw this and grabbed him without hesitation.

"Whoa, whoa...... It hurts, you let go!" the village chief's pupils retracted in horror, he didn't expect my strength to be so strong, and he couldn't move with one hand alone, and the pain seemed like his skeleton was about to fall apart.

Stupid, arrogant, pretending to be in front of your brother and me?

The villagers in the courtyard were dumbfounded, and no one dared to speak, but I could see that their expressions were not scared, not worried, but as relaxed as a bad breath.

Hehe, dare to love this dog is no less bullying than usual.

In the end, the old lady stood up and said a bunch of good things, let's dissipate our anger first, and then I let go of my hand.

The dead come first, the old comrade-in-arms has just died, and the body is still there, it is best not to make a bloody disaster at this time, otherwise there will be endless disasters.

The old lady looked at me gratefully, then walked tremblingly into the crowd and instructed a group of villagers to carry a large iron pot and place it in the courtyard, ready to cook vegetables.

This is to see off the uncle's old comrades-in-arms, also known as Yin Sheng's meal, which is the last meal that the deceased eats with everyone.

This is a folk custom, and the function is to hope that he can walk with peace of mind and go smoothly.

"Moo!

As I sat down on the stone bench to rest, I heard several deafening cow barks.

The two captive cattle in the yard were like colliding with evil spirits, rushing wildly and restlessly, trying to break free from the bondage, which was extremely weird!

ps: Big brothers who like this book can often bubble up, thank you~!