It is said that there is a fool in every village, and people like this are called village keepers, and it is said that they have become like this because they have protected the village from disasters. There is an account in ancient books that the people who guard the village are also known as the Zhenling people, and most of these people are the people who were fierce in their previous lives. Wake up before you die, and voluntarily go to the first of the three souls of the next life, and the seven spirits go to the second, and guard one side, so as to repay the debts of the past life, suffer the suffering of this life, and enjoy the blessings of the next life.

There is also such a person in our village, when he was a child, there was no child in the village who was not afraid of him, and the most terrible thing was that he would chase after him occasionally when he met a child, laughing silly while chasing, and drooling at the corners of his mouth.

You can imagine that scene, the horror level is definitely no less than being chased behind your ass by a rooster, a goose, and a yellow dog, anyway, every time we run for our lives. However, some of the older children had no such concerns at all, as if they were immune, and it wasn't until later that I realized that he had no ill intentions, and just wanted to play with us.

In our hometown, the common name of this kind of person is paralysis, that is, the local dialect of the fool and the madman, and it is inexplicable that there is such a person in almost every village. Because they are all from the same village, it is not easy to call him paralyzed directly, so he simply calls him stupid, although he is stupid, but his parents and brothers are normal people, so no one in the village will maliciously bully him.

Dasha has a habit of liking to join in the fun, where there are many people, not noisy, sitting on the side with a stool, watching people come and go and giggling. Especially when encountering red and white ceremonies and big shas, they are all in place on time, and then they stay until no one else leaves.

One year, an old lady who lived alone in the west of the village died suddenly, and the specific cause of death was unknown, and the old lady's family only said that she died of illness. But the villagers in the neighborhood all know that none of the old lady's children are filial, as the saying goes, raising children to prevent old age, but in the real society, there are fewer and fewer people who can really support the elderly.

The old lady's children seemed to have been ready, and in just one day, the coffin of the mourning hall was ready. In the countryside, if the old man who died is dying, it is a happy funeral, and the more lively the white affairs, the better, and there will be many vulgar performances.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the villagers who came to help slowly discovered that the invited wind team had set up a stage, as if they were going to perform a show. If people are not filial, they will be bad, and the old lady's children usually have a bad reputation in the village, so everyone didn't break it, they all hid aside to see the excitement, and they also made a joke in the future. Of course, in the crowd, Dasha was already sitting with a stool, smiling silly.

It's strange to say, before the old lady died, someone saw Dasha walking around, muttering something as he walked. Then came the news of the old lady's death, and the villagers who came to help were busy preparing for the white thing, and they didn't notice when Dasha had already entered the room where the old lady's coffin was placed, and when everyone found out, Dasha was smiling and walking out.

The stage was soon set up, and after the host came out to bargain, the performance began, and a woman in a miniskirt and black silk high heels walked to the middle of the stage, and began to writhe with the sound of loud music. A group of old and young masters soon gathered in front of the stage, smiling on all faces, and Dasha was still sitting far away, showing a stupid smile.

Time passed quickly, and it was past twelve o'clock in a blink of an eye, and the stage was empty, except for a few people from my own family, the rest went home to rest. But the strange thing is that Dasha is still sitting in place and not moving, he has already been taken away by his family at this point, but no one came to him tonight, and he himself has no intention of leaving.

Suddenly, the sons of the old lady who were keeping a watch in the house screamed and ran out, shouting loudly as they ran.

"It's a corpse~ haunted!"

At this time, Dasha, who was sitting outside, stood up suddenly, and a trace of imperceptible clarity flashed in his eyes, and then he walked towards the house of the white master. As soon as I entered the yard, I saw the old lady's sons kneeling on the side tremblingly, screaming motherly and mother-in-law, and then slammed on the ground one by one.

Dasha didn't stop, but stepped into the house where the coffin was placed, and the people kneeling in the courtyard were only kowtowing and praying, completely unaware that someone had entered the inner room. As soon as Dasha entered the house, he felt that the temperature around him was very low, and at this time, the coffin where the old lady's body was stored was shaking strangely, as if someone inside was shaking from side to side.

In rural areas, the coffin lid is closed only before burial, so the coffin at this time has no lid, and even if the old lady comes back from the dead, the coffin should not shake violently. Dasha did not hesitate, put his right hand on the coffin, and whispered in his mouth.

"It's time to be scared, it's time to make trouble, people and ghosts have different paths, it's time to let go!"

After saying this, the coffin stopped shaking, and Dasha's eyes were cloudy and showed a foolish smile, and when seven or eight men from the neighborhood rushed in, he saw Dasha laughing and circling around the coffin. Everyone was surprised, no one knew what Dasha was doing, and they didn't dare to step forward to stop it, but fortunately the coffin was not in other ways, and it was not haunted as the old lady's sons said.

Dasha turned around seven times before wiping his saliva and snot and walking out, and everyone gave way one after another, just watching him walk out slowly. The next day, the people who knew about it spread the word even more, and from then on Dasha was again covered in a cloak of mystery in the village.

With the increasing number of people going out to work in recent years, the rest of the village are old, weak, sick and disabled, and sometimes not many people go back even for the Chinese New Year. There are fewer people in the village, and naturally there are more petty thieves, and for a long time, every household either loses chickens or ducks, and also loses dogs. The village committee basically did nothing to deal with this kind of thing, because even the village party secretary did not stay in the village very often, but then suddenly it returned to normal.

Just when everyone was confused, an old man who stayed at home said that during the time when the thieves were at their worst, Dasha was always elusive, and he could not see people much during the day, but occasionally met him at night. Dasha still looks stupid and stupid, but every time he holds a slender stick in his hand, pulls left and right, and then laughs silly.

One night, the old man got up to go to the toilet, and most of the toilets in the countryside were outside, so the old man hurried out with a flashlight and walked towards the toilet. In the middle of the journey, there was a series of dog barking, and then the old man saw a dark shadow emerging from the alley not far away. The black shadow staggered and made a small "ahh~" sound, and the sound was a little frightened.

The old man hurriedly squatted down on the spot, observing the movement, and after a while, another black shadow came out behind the black shadow, and the second black shadow also stumbled a little, but there was no sound in his mouth, and when the distance was closer, the old man vaguely saw that the second black shadow was still waving something in his hand. Don't think about it, this must be a little thief, he didn't know why he ran away so embarrassed, and the second black shadow gave the old man a sense of familiarity.

In some places, the village keepers are also called earth immortals, and each village has one, as if it was allocated. The old man said that this is a spirit sent by God to protect the world, and it is also said that it is the reincarnation of the land lord, because he has to keep the secret, so God can only give them an unsound IQ.

This also directly leads to the fact that the people in the village are all stupid and stupid, but most of them are kind-hearted, desireless, and helpful, and they can enjoy the blessings of the afterlife after grinding their lives.