Suddenly, the room was pitch black.

I followed closely behind Huang Ye, and it wasn't until the village chief turned on the lights that I felt a little more at ease.

The blazing yellow light bulb, glowing with a cold orange light, makes the dark house even more eerie.

The furnishings in the house are very simple, a table of eight immortals with black paint off, and Taishi chairs on both sides. There was an idol of the god on the wall above the table, and there was an incense burner, but I didn't see that it was the god that was enshrined.

"It takes two days to get up in vain, and you can live in my house for these two days."

The village chief said that this is the custom on their side, whether they have been cremated or not, they have to be buried.

Even if Lao Wang only has the ashes left, they have to arrange a coffin to put Lao Wang's ashes in it, and these things are indispensable. Besides, I still have two wades of cash in my hand that Lao Wang divided.

"Village chief, why are the doors in your village closed?" I finally mustered up the courage to ask.

"Get used to it......," the village chief replied, but said nothing.

He pointed to the incense burner on the table of the Eight Immortals, and motioned for me to put Lao Wang's ashes behind.

Then I saw him tossing and turning, and took out a handful of incense and a few bundles of paper money from the back room, and after lighting it, let us start burning incense and paper directly in the hall.

The village chief pushed open the door and lit firecrackers.

The firecrackers seemed to turn on a switch in the village, and the whole village began to get noisy.

The closed doors were all opened, and men, women, and children walked in groups towards the village chief's house.

Even the old man basking in the sun under the soaphorn tree moved over.

The village muttered a few words outside, and all the villagers began to line up to come and offer incense. Looking at these villagers, regardless of gender and age, the movements of Shangxiang are so consistent, as if they have been specially rehearsed.

"Whoever has a ready-made coffin to let it out, has the money to take it."

"Come on two young babies, go chop wood."

"Go to a few women, clean up the hall and kitchen, and make a fuss."

"Tables, chairs, bowls, chopsticks, whoever has a whole set have moved ......"

The village chief arranged everything in an orderly manner, and Huang Ye and I stood by and watched these villagers busy.

I pulled Huang Ye's sleeve a little anxiously, and since he entered the village, he has become unusually silent. I know exactly what I'm here for, because I'm the one who lives at stake.

Huang Ye sensed my anxiety, turned around and shook his head slightly at me.

After the village chief made arrangements, a large number of people left.

The whole time, I didn't see the village chief's family, and I didn't know how to ask.

Lunch was settled at the village chief's house, and the village chief personally cooked and ate with us, as well as the old man with a ravine face. The village chief seemed to have great respect for the old man.

"Uncle Village Chief, do you all go to the town to buy vegetables?" I asked with some curiosity, "Most of the drivers in the town don't come to you." ”

As soon as he finished asking, the atmosphere was instantly suppressed.

Huang Ye looked at me helplessly, the village chief put down the bowl and sighed, and the old man smashed a few puffs of dry tobacco pouches.

"Someone from the dog day went out to spread rumors."

In the end, there was another answer that was not an answer.

It was dark early in the mountains, and not long after lunch, the sun had already begun to set.

At night, Shamen Village was even colder, as if the air was about to be frozen.

The village chief told us again not to go out after nightfall, and then went straight into the back room and hid under the covers. From time to time, you can still hear a cough coming from there.

Huang Ye and I were in another room, and the group of people who came during the day helped make it.

"Huang Ye, why didn't you ask about the photo?" That's when I had the opportunity to ask.

"It's not that I don't ask, it's that it's not time yet. If we can spend the night in peace tonight, we can ask tomorrow. After Huang Ye finished speaking, he pulled the quilt and tightened it.

Hearing his coughing sound, I realized that Huang Ye was about the same age as the village chief, and he was already an old man.

accompanied me here to endure hardships and sins, even if my grandfather gave me money, I couldn't bear it.

Besides, I'm still running for my life.

Maybe it's because of him by his side that he doesn't have the consciousness of the end of his life at all.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the whole mountain village is getting quieter and quieter at night.

I also started to get heavier and heavier, and I don't know when I fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, I slept in a daze, and was woken up by Huang Ye.

As soon as I was about to ask, I vaguely saw Huang Ye's gesture to stop me from talking, and then motioned for me to follow him.

I saw him open the door and walk out of the village chief's house, still waving to me slowly.

I immediately followed, thinking to myself, Huang Ye couldn't help it after all, and began to investigate.

The further I went, the darker the road became, and soon I was lost.

I was going to go back, but I saw lights on not far away, and there was a loud noise. Could it be that the village came to make trouble for Lao Wang at night, so Huang Ye must have gone over there.

Hurry up and run towards the light.

This side is indeed an open table, with a white cloth ceiling, and dozens of Eight Immortal Tables are placed below, each table is full of dishes, and the surrounding area is full of people.

There is also a stage in the front, and the two singing babbling don't know what they are singing.

Someone saw me coming and quickly pulled me into a seat with a smile.

The smile on his face was very familiar to me, but for a moment I couldn't remember where I had seen it.

"Eat, eat, eat, hurry up and eat."

Everyone at the table greeted me warmly, with the same smiles on their faces.

When I got a bun and stuffed it into my mouth, I finally remembered where I had seen this smile. Isn't that the smile on the corpse I handled, and on the girl's face in the half of the wedding photo?

Thinking of this person, I don't dare to come out.

The bun that bit into his mouth and spit directly on the table.

When I looked up again, all the people around me were gone, the ceiling was still there, the table was still there, and even the lights were still drying.

What scared me the most was that the two singers on the stage were standing side by side facing me, still with that kind of smile, staring at me like that, and it made me hairy all over.

"Xiao Cheng, why are you here?" Huang Ye's voice was like thunder.

But to me, it's very pleasant.

"Master Huang, where did you go. You asked me to come out with you and ran away on my own. "I complained to him a little, obviously he told me not to go too far, but he ran away.

"When did I let you out?"

Huang Ye said that he felt movement next to him, and quickly got up to find that I was no longer in bed.