The eight-character beard has inexplicably changed my attitude and made me confused.

When I left the hotel gate, Bazihu also asked me whether I ate pork ribs or braised pork for my lunch lunch, and it seemed that the food in the hotel was going to be improved!

The car prepared at the door of the hotel is a somewhat old Santana, I don't know how to drive, Mo Li sat directly in the driver's cab.

"Do you have a driver's license?" I sat in the passenger seat and asked casually.

"What's a driver's license?" Mo Li also responded casually.

The ignition started, and as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the old Santana hummed out of the noise and rushed out like an arrow from the string.

Looking at Mo Li, who was a little excited with the steering wheel, I silently fastened my seat belt, praying in my heart that I would not have an accident on the road, and I would never run into a driver's license check.

Fortunately, the town is not very far from our village, only a few miles away, and at Mo Li's speed, it didn't take long to reach a short distance outside the village.

The stone bridge at the west end of the village was broken, and the car couldn't drive through, so we had to get out of the car and walk over.

After crossing the broken bridge, I was depressed when I looked at the village in ruins.

There is a big difference between seeing the newspaper reports about the village and seeing it burned down with your own eyes.

There is a cordon on the main road at the west entrance of the village, but no one is blocking here, after all, the fire here has been two days ago, and there are many corpses of livestock in the village, but no corpses of any villagers have been found, so naturally no one wants to continue to stay here to investigate.

After crossing the cordon, walking on the main road of the village, you can still smell a slight smell of burning.

The black cat on my shoulder yawned lazily, seemingly uninterested in everything here.

Mo Li was different, he took out his small black notebook with some excitement, looked around, and quickly recorded something in the notebook with a pen, did he have any writing inspiration?

When he came to the door of Chen Mazi's house, which had been burned down, Mo Li said with some excitement: "This is the Chen Mazi house you said, go in and have a look!" ”

Without waiting for me to respond, Mo Li walked quickly into Chen Mazi's house.

Is this guy overexcited, what are you going to see over there?

I frowned slightly and followed.

When he walked into the courtyard of Chen Mazi's house, he found that Mo Li was going around in circles in the courtyard of Chen Mazi's house, muttering something in his mouth.

Then he stood in an area of the courtyard, looked up and smiled at me, and said, "Did you skin that fox here?" ”

I was slightly stunned, and the place where Mo Li was standing was the place where the big fox was trapped in the big iron cage.

After seeing me nod, a different color flashed in Mo Li's eyes, and his hands were scratched, as if there was no physical performance, and he was very serious about repeating the action of peeling and plucking the heart of the big fox at that time.

That's right, this guy's performance at this time is exactly the same as my actions at that time, as if he had seen me peel and pluck the heart of the big fox.

What the is this......

How did he do it?

When I was stunned, the movements in Mo Li's hand suddenly froze, and I instantly turned my head to look at Chen Mazi's small western-style building, with a weird smile on my face.

"When you were skinning that fox, someone was peeping over there, and it should be stealing your tricks!"

Mo Li said as if it was true, and walked directly towards the small black western-style building that was burned.

I followed him into the small western-style building in a daze, and saw Mo Li standing by the window on the first floor, looking at the courtyard, and said with a smile: "That woman was here watching you at the time!" ”

"Women?"

"Well, it's a person, a woman!" Mo Li's vague response.

I blinked my eyes, and my mind was full of thoughts.

Grandpa said that he wanted to bait and fish, but he caught a shark. He also said that he was off the hook and was taken advantage of by a certain woman.

Other than that, I seem to have overlooked a little bit these days.

When Chen Mazi came to me to kill the fox, he said that it was for a happy event, and his new daughter-in-law, who had not passed through the door, had heart palpitations and needed to be treated with fox heart soup......

If Mo Li's speculation is correct, then the woman who was standing in the small western-style building and peeping at that time was Chen Mazi's so-called 'daughter-in-law'?

Mo Li rubbed his chin and said with a smile: "That big fox is a trap, although Chen Mazi killed the fox, but you did it by peeling the skin and picking the heart, which is equivalent to a cause and effect...... Interesting, let's go, go to your house! ”

As he spoke, Mo Li walked out of the small western-style building humming a little song, looking very happy, as if he had encountered something that interested him.

"I'm afraid of ghosts, but they don't hurt me in the slightest. I'm not afraid of people, but people have bruised me all over my body......"

Looking at Mo Li, who was walking in front and humming excitedly, I was speechless, is it appropriate to sing such a tune in this environment?

When I came to my door and saw the destruction of the home I had lived in for 20 years, I could imagine the sadness in my heart. I even wonder if the source of this fire in the village is my family, after all, it was my grandfather who set our house on fire the other night.

The burned hall was a mess, thick ashes covered the ground, and I remember that the 'Chen Mazi' who cheated the corpse was burned here, but there were no charred corpses in the hall now.

Mo Li waved his hand, blew away the ashes on the ground, squatted on the ground and stretched out his fingers to touch some black marks on the ground, those black marks should be the dried blood stains that 'Chen Mazi' dripped onto the ground.

Next, Mo Li's movements made me a little nauseous.

After this guy picked off a little black mark from the ground, he actually put it directly into his mouth and tasted it, and the smile on his face became even richer.

"It's interesting, it's funny, it's that kind of thing!"

Mo Li took out a small notebook, quickly wrote on it, and muttered excitedly: "It's not a ghost, the novel must be rigorous, and it has to be redrafted......"

Before I could ask, Mo Li suddenly stopped writing, squinted his eyes and glanced outside, then turned his head and smiled at me, and said, "We are being targeted!" ”