Feng Wuli saw a child there from afar, all the way to the cemetery of Nankeng.

This is a wilderness, the battery car is no longer easy to drive into, there are crickets chirping in the forest, there are frogs chirping in the distance, and from time to time birds or bats flutter their wings and sweep through the forest.

Just now he saw a small chong when he passed by, the water tower was on the edge of the chong, and he just saw that there were fishermen and stone snails fishing on the edge of the spring, the air was damp, and the stone snail pile and the fishy smell of dead rats.

He parked the car outside and said that the evil door is over, and it would be strange if there were no evil things here.

"Take a look at the car for me, I'll go in and have a look." He said to the high school boy with glasses next to him.

The high school student was a little embarrassed: "There are fierce ghosts in there, and you still want to go in?" ”

"How fierce?" The wind asked unreasonably.

"Three or four floors are so fierce!"

"Rotten."

“…… It's not too bad, is it? "He's a little embarrassed.

"Take a look at the car for me, I'll be out soon."

"Why should I help you, I'm dead."

"Don't say that, my family has an incense and candle shop, you can tell how much it costs."

High School Student: "?? ”

Feng Wuli patted him on the shoulder and sighed: "How can you die at such a young age." ”

The high school student also sighed: "Heart disease, damn, I was supposed to take the college entrance examination this year...... By the way, can you burn a test paper for me? ”

"Okay, I'll burn you another admission letter from Qingbei."

"Haha."

He watched the wind go in unreasonably, so he was bored and lay outside the forest to show him the car.

The wind walked unreasonably along the boy's path to the woods, and there were a lot of strange things around him, all of which were little monsters that looked a little abstract.

"Let's go, I'll go in and bring someone out, don't crowd here."

There is a problem with feng shui in this area, and a bunch of monsters have gathered, and there is usually less trouble, but it is not always a solution.

"If you don't get out of the way, I'll take you all."

He didn't have any deterrent power now, so he simply showed the pendant on his chest, Wang Xilou's teeth were still very hanging, and he was suddenly frightened that several little monsters fled in all directions.

"Stop!"

They all stood in place, trembling at this terrifying human being.

"You won't be allowed to gather here in the future, do you know?"

A few little monsters nodded like pounded garlic.

"Alright, let's disperse."

Demons: (; )=З=З=З

He put away the zombie fangs, and following the footsteps of the boy just now, there were a lot of snakes, insects, rats and ants, but the remnants of the zombie teeth he had just now were all avoiding him dozens of meters away.

After chasing for dozens of meters, I vaguely saw a figure in the forest, took out a flashlight, and took a photo: "Hey, that person over there, what are you doing?" ”

Lights suddenly appeared in the dark forest, and someone suddenly called out to him, the little boy was startled, and he could see clearly by the light.

It's about the age of the first and second grades.

"Who? Who is it? The boy asked boldly.

Feng was unreasonable and angry: "Who else are you?" Whose kid are you? Running to the cemetery at night, what time is it Now, who is your teacher? I'll call your teacher tomorrow. ”

"Do you know my teacher?"

The wind walked towards him unreasonably, the flashlight shining on the ground.

There are already all the graves nearby, and some of them still have rotten offerings, but there is no spiritual power left in front of the graves, and it is obvious that the ancestors are no longer there.

Just a very ordinary cemetery.

But even if they are gone, there are still descendants who come here to remember the deceased.

"What's your homeroom teacher's name?"

The little boy looked a little afraid of him, "Ye, Ye Huiping......"

"Oh! Teacher Ye, yes, I know, I'll call her tomorrow. ”

The little boy grimaced.

"What's your name?"

"Zhou Yu." He is honest, like a schoolboy who is bullied by the upper grades.

Feng Wuli's tone softened a little, and patted the cobwebs on his hair, "This cemetery is gloomy, aren't you afraid?" ”

"Sort of."

"Afraid to come here?"

Zhou Yu said weakly: "I'll come over to find my mother." ”

"Why is your mother here?"

"She's dead." Zhou Yu didn't feel sad when he said this, but he didn't seem to know what emotion or expression to say when he looked at Feng Wuli, so he looked a little embarrassed.

Pulling the head of his pants, he smiled so embarrassedly, embarrassed to say that his mother was gone.

“…… You can't come here now, it's too dangerous, don't come during the day and come at night. ”

"I just took a shower, and I suddenly missed her a little bit when I was doing my homework." Zhou Yu said a little shyly.

"Why do you miss your mother when you do your homework?"

"I don't usually think about it when I write it at night, but I just thought about it."

If you think about it, you can come to find your mother, and the child's idea is very simple.

"Let's go, I'll accompany you, I'll drive you home later, next time I can't run alone in the middle of the night."

"Hmmm......"

It's not far, just a few steps.

The flashlight shone in front of a new grave, and he pointed to the new grave and said to the wind, "My mother is inside." ”

Zhou Yu took out an apple from his pocket and put it in front of the grave.

He talked to the stele for a while, cleaning up the front of the tomb as he spoke, and Feng Wuli helped him clean up the new grave and clean up the place.

Then he took out a crumpled test paper from his pocket, memorized an ancient poem, and memorized the poem bitterly.

"Jiangnan can pick lotus, lotus leaves He Tiantian ......"

The child's voice was immature, and the sound of him reciting ancient poems sounded in the lonely cemetery at night, and he stumbled and memorized the poem.

"Mom, I'll go back first, and I'll come back to you next time."

From beginning to end, he didn't say that he missed her, and carefully folded the test paper and folded it neatly.

"I'll have to recite it to my dad and ask him to sign it."

The wind took him out of here for no reason.

"What kind of poem is so weird, you can't talk nonsense, right?" The woman behind her who had been chattering and scolding just now was furious: "Next time!? You stinky boy will come over in the middle of the night, I will beat you to death in my dream! ”

As the high school student said just now, this woman is indeed very fierce, three or four stories so fierce.

Probably because no one scolded him when he was doing his homework, Zhou Yu suddenly missed it, so he came over in the middle of the night to take a look.

He followed the trend unreasonably and said that every time he wrote his homework, his mother would scold and scold, let him sit up straight and not hunch, and if he couldn't memorize ancient poems, he would say that he was stupid, and he should cherish the pen and not the test papers were all crumpled.

"Next time, don't come in the middle of the night, your mother knows and has to worry about you."

"Mom...... Mom is gone. ”

"Maybe your mother re-entered an aunt's belly and came back, but the next time you see her, you won't recognize her."

He suddenly looked up with a smile and said unreasonably, "That mother is now three months old." ”

Feng Wuli glanced back at the woman and said with a smile: It's time to go to reincarnation.

The woman looked at them with a sad face, bowed unreasonably to the wind, and disappeared in place.

When the two of them went out, the high school student was gone, and the moonlight fell on the water surface of Xiaoyong, which was deserted.

The angler retracted the rod and caught a small silverfish, which was lost and lost.

With a sigh, he took the fish down, threw it out and fell into the water with a 'bang', and the moonlight on the water surface was stirred into a ball of silver thread, and there was no calm for a long time.

I could vaguely hear a whisper between heaven and earth, very light, mixed with the sound of the little silverfish falling into the water, so light that no one heard it.

"I don't know if math is difficult this year."

Feng unreasonably decided to go back and burn him a Henan roll, making him feel like he was lucky to die.

"Sit down, where is your home?"

"It's in the village ahead."

"You show the way."

When Feng Wuli sent the child home, his father was still watching TV, and he didn't notice that the child had run away at all, and when he heard that he had gone to the cemetery, he first thanked Feng for sending his child back unreasonably, and then scolded Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu didn't say a word, and his father sighed.

I didn't say that I shouldn't go at night next time, but just asked him to call my dad next time.

"Jiangnan can pick lotus, lotus leaves He Tiantian ......"

The insects in the countryside are like music, the frogs are constantly singing, the old people at the entrance of the village are chatting in the shade, the children in the house are reciting poems, and the shirtless man under the old dim incandescent lamp is holding the test paper and reading it repeatedly, muttering: "What poems are so strange, it won't be your kid's nonsense." ”

Feng Wuli glanced at the two fathers and sons in the house, and left here on a battery car.

"Between the lotus leaves, the east of the lotus leaves, the west of the lotus leaves, the south of the lotus leaves, and the north of the lotus leaves."

The dead are gone, and the living continue.

(End of chapter)