"Baby, why are you sleeping here?"

Yu Zhile opened his eyes and looked blankly at the person who pushed him.

It was an old man who looked to be about fifty or sixty years old, with gray hair, sallow skin, and a ragged beard.

The old man was dressed very plainly, very old with short sleeves and long trousers, and the waistband of the trousers was red.

It's just a rope.

The old man looked kind.

"I'm ......"

Yu Zhile frowned and looked around, there were many graves, and countless tombstones were standing.

Tombstones are made of stone and wood, but most of them are made of wood.

He was lying on a small grave now.

"No wonder I feel like my back is wet ......"

"Baby, where are you? How do you run here to sleep? Have you been wronged? The old man reached out and pulled up the guy in front of him.

The guy is very tall and handsome, and he looks very energetic in the same clothes as those children in the city.

The old man patted the dirt on Yu Zhile's clothes, and then folded his hands and bowed to the small tomb that was sleeping three times, his mouth was broken.

"It's no wonder, I'm still young and ignorant, I'm here to compensate you!"

Yu Zhile looked at all this, the perspective in front of him was a little different, and he was a little uncomfortable.

He seemed to have noticed something and touched his eyes.

"Nothing missing?"

Blinking his eyes, he could indeed feel the other eye.

"The ...... the ghost in me"

Yu Zhile's heart suddenly became terrified, and the ghost on his body disappeared.

He could feel his heartbeat, the feeling of blood flowing, even the feeling of air entering his lungs and then exhaling.

The emotions became intense, and an inexplicable feeling of panic appeared in my heart.

"Is this uneasiness?"

"That's right......"

"Without the ghost, I am just an ordinary person, and it is right to be uneasy."

"Baby, get down on your knees."

The old man pulled Yu Zhile, who was distracted.

Yu Zhile subconsciously obeyed the old man's words, and by the time he reacted, it was too late.

"It's no wonder, the child is still young, it's not intentional, you take care of it, don't worry about the child!" This time, the old man no longer had a broken thought, but said it out loud.

Yu Zhile looked at the small grave, the small grave is not big, the tombstone is made of wood, the soil on the grave has been pressed down a little, and if you look closely, it is the shape of a person.

"Baby, kowtow." The old man said solemnly.

Yu Zhile looked at the name on the tombstone and did not move.

Seeing that the baby was indifferent, the old man suddenly became anxious.

"Baby, listen to me, kowtow, otherwise you will attract evil when you go back at night!"

It seemed that these words made the young man jealous.

The name on the tombstone is actually quite good.

From [Zhuangzi. Autumn Water Chapter] Dialogue between Zhuangzi and Keiko.

It's kind of an allusion.

Yu Zhile still kowtowed.

Seeing the young man kowtowing, the old man breathed a sigh of relief.

When the young man finished kowtowing, the old man knelt down and kowtowed, repeating the previous broken thoughts in his mouth.

Yu Zhile looked at all this, thinking about what the situation was.

The uneasiness was suppressed, and panic was useless.

"Baby, next time you are wronged, you can't sleep on someone's head, if they are unhappy, it doesn't matter if you are wronged or not." The old man stood up and patted the dirt on his knee.

Yu Zhile didn't know if others would be unhappy, but the owner of this tomb would definitely not be unhappy.

"Got it......"

Yu Zhile was silent for a while and said.

There's nothing missing from memory, but be careful, this might be someone's place to keep the ghosts, and that old thing isn't a good guy, especially for him.

He's here to steal this time.

"Let's go, it's getting dark, I'll talk about something tomorrow, let's go to my house for one night today."

The old man advanced the hoe on the ground.

"Hoe?"

Yu Zhile became vigilant in his heart, and he didn't seem to have seen this hoe before.

"The ghost on my body is gone, and my concentration and observation have deteriorated?"

He could be sure that the hoe had existed before, because when the old man picked up the hoe, the weeds did not stand up immediately.

"Baby, whose baby is you?" The old man looked at Yu Zhile and pulled him towards the outside of the cemetery.

This cemetery was similar to the one he had entered, except that it was cleaner than the previous one.

Someone should be taking care of it, someone is filling in the grave, and the unburned paper money is still fresh.

The weeds are only just beginning to grow, and they are not luxuriant.

"I'm not here, I got lost when I was going up the mountain, and I couldn't get sleepy, so I just found a place to sleep, and I didn't pay attention to what kind of place it was." Yu Zhile scratched his head and said a little embarrassed, while showing a look of loss.

The old man sighed, "You young people......"

He looked at Yu Zhile, as if he had thought of something, shook his head, and didn't say much.

What to say later, Yu Zhile couldn't guess, his brain was swollen and aching now.

It's like there's a lot of stuff in it.

I didn't have the heart to guess what the old man hadn't finished.

"Lost the ghost, something I forcibly remembered caused my brain to be full?"

"No, it shouldn't be ......"

Yu Zhile dismissed the idea.

The human brain is weird, it tells people that it is the most important organ.

Once it can't bear it anymore, it will take emergency measures, such as amnesia, forgetting.

"Uncle, where are we?" Yu Zhile shook his head, as if this would make his brain a little more comfortable.

"Huaicun, baby, you came to play in the mountains, didn't you inquire clearly?" The old man looked at Yu Zhile with some doubts, Huai Village is the only village here, and it is also the largest village.

Yu Zhile touched his nose a little embarrassed.

The old man is a good man, and when he sees this scene, he probably knows what is going on.

"Alas, you said that you baby, you shouldn't run around if you are wronged." The old man shook his head, but in the end that was all he said.

The old man walked in front, and it was the way down the mountain.

A trail, not big, is a dirt road.

"Huai Village, ......"

"There's really nothing wrong ......"

Yu Zhile looked at the surrounding woods, the woods were not big, and below the woods were fields planted with sweet potatoes.

These sweet potatoes are seasonal.

"Baby, our village will be a little different at night, you have to be mentally prepared." The old man suddenly turned his head to look at Yu Zhile.

The old man's expression was extremely solemn, without the slightest hint of joke.

"What's different?" Yu Zhile was stunned for a moment, and his mood fluctuated greatly.

"Then you will know, when I tell you to run, you run, don't look back, run out of the village and you will be safe." The old man didn't say anything different.

The old man looked at the sky, it was almost dusk, and the old man quickened his pace.

Soon, a small village appeared in front of me.

The village is really big, almost half the size of a small town.

Dusk is approaching, cooking smoke is everywhere, chickens and dogs are barking, and the village is very lively.

"Remember the route out of the village, and don't make a mistake when the time comes."

"After running out of the village, you will be safe at dawn, and then you will return to the village, and I will tell you everything."

It seemed that after seeing the village, the old man's heart relaxed a lot, and his pace couldn't help but slow down.

"Old man......" Yu Zhile was uneasy and opened his mouth with some trepidation, but before he finished speaking, the old man waved his hand.

"Don't ask, it's not good for you."

The old man's words were undoubted, making Yu Zhile close his mouth.

The old man took Yu Zhile into the village, which was quite familiar, and he had seen some places.

The situation in the village is quite ordinary, except for one thing that is more strange.

Almost everyone in every household has someone with a whetstone to sharpen their knives outside the house.

Some sharpen kitchen knives, others sharpen wood knives, pig-killing knives, and even machetes.

The knife was in the twilight, glowing with cold light, and it was no joke to say that if this knife was cut on a person, it would definitely be able to cut a few centimeters into it, and even cut off bones.

When the two of them passed by these people, these people would stop sharpening their knives and look at Yu Zhile directly.

There was murderous intent in his eyes, and this killing intent was not concealed at all, so it was clearly revealed.

Not just against him, but also against the elderly.

The old man looked at these people coldly, did not speak, but hurriedly walked towards the village with Yu Zhile.

After the two left, they continued to sharpen their knives.

Yu Zhile observed this scene, and a chill ran in his heart.

The village is horrible.

The old man's house was some distance from the entrance of the village, and after turning around, the old man came to the outside of an adobe house.

The old man pushed open the door of the room, put the hoe next to the wall inside the door, and then glanced at Yu Zhile, "There is no food at night, I'm afraid you can't stand it, you can live in the room on the left, although it is dirty, but it is better than sleeping in the cowshed, I will call you when it gets dark, don't sleep too hard." ”

Following the direction pointed by the old man, Yu Zhile saw that the room was not big, there was no window, only a door, it was still tattered, and there were signs of breaking down at any time.

Looking at this room, which was no different from the toilet, Yu Zhile was thinking about what emotions he should show.

Is it uneasy, or frightened, or afraid?

The old man's face changed a lot before and after, the old man was very kind when he first saw him, but when he went down the mountain, the old man changed and became very cold.

When they arrived in the village, the old man had completely changed, like two people in front of him.

Seeing that everyone was full of murderous intent, the eyes full of viciousness did not look like a native of the countryside at all.

Instead, he is like a murderous executioner.

The old man didn't care about Yu Zhile anymore, and hurriedly rushed into the kitchen, and then walked out with a pig-killing knife.

"At night, if anyone calls you, don't agree, just run, the people of the village are good people during the day, and they are beasts at night."

The old man glanced at Yu Zhile and said again, then carried the pig-killing knife to the place where the farm tools were stacked, took out a whetstone and some water, and then sat at the door and began to sharpen the knife.

The sound of sharpening the knife was very harsh, and the sound of the knife edge rubbing back and forth on the stone made Yu Zhile subconsciously want to escape from here.

Yu Zhile shook his head, as if he felt ridiculous because of the thoughts that appeared in his mind.

"What a waste, is it so cowardly without a ghost?"

He squinted at the old man, and then recalled the scene of entering the village, where both men and women were sharpening their knives, with murderous intent towards anyone.

"I don't have a knife, but you do."

Yu Zhile rubbed his eyebrows, turned around and walked to the water tank in the courtyard.

"We should be able to find out what is going on in this village tonight."

"The strangeness of this village should be caused by that ghost, but I don't know what the specific situation looks like."

The strangeness in the village reminded Yu Zhile of the ghost dream incident that Yang Jian encountered in his hometown.

"The ghosts related to dreams should be the same situation......

Looking at the reflection in the water tank, it was his shadow, and there was only his shadow.

Inside, his face was no longer pale, his expression was ruddy, and his eyes were bright.

There is no longer the cold and dead feeling before.

No matter how you look at it, it looks comfortable now.

The old man noticed Yu Zhile's movements, he didn't care, just looked at it, and just sharpened the knife for himself.

Time passed, and soon a crescent moon appeared on the horizon.

The old man also finished sharpening his knife.

"You're not going to sleep?" The old man sat in the courtyard, carrying a knife, and his expression was extremely indifferent.

Yu Zhile, who was sitting on the steps, looked up at the old man expressionlessly, "When I fell asleep, I bothered the old man to call me, so I simply didn't sleep." ”

The old man looked at Yu Zhile a little surprised.

Or it was the short distance that made the old man accept Yu Zhile's timid setting, and now Yu Zhile's calm appearance was a little surprised.

"Is that okay, to see blood?" The old man thought about it, didn't care about this, and asked directly.

Yu Zhile nodded, "Yes." ”

The old man's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked again, "Can you hold a knife?" ”

"Yes, too."

The old man's eyes narrowed, and after a moment of silence, he got up and went to the kitchen.

After a while, the old man came out, and an unsharpened machete was stuck straight at Yu Zhile's feet.

"I haven't grinded, if you don't think it's sharp, you can grind it yourself, and it's still too late." The old man sat back on the bench and said.

Looking at the machete that was still trembling slightly at his feet, Yu Zhile thought about it, pulled it out, stood up and went to take the whetstone that the old man had used before.

After getting some water, Yu Zhile began to sharpen his knife expressionlessly.

The sound of sharpening the knife sounded again, and the old man looked at it coldly, and after looking at it for a while, he suddenly said, "If you lift the knife and can't get it down, then you can wipe the knife across your neck, and the result will be the same anyway." ”

Yu Zhile's hand sharpening the knife paused slightly, and then looked up at the old man, "How many people are left in the end?" ”

The old man was surprised again, and his originally indifferent expression became much more relaxed, "One, if you survive in the end, then your ultimate goal is the person who came down from the mountain, if you can kill it, you are the benefactor of our whole village." ”

"It?"

"Yes, it." The old man looked up in the direction of the mountain, "That's it......"

"Do your best." Yu Zhile nodded, and then continued to sharpen the knife.

The old man didn't care about Yu Zhile's bland performance, and there were such people from time to time before, but the result was the same.

Maybe it's a little different, but it's just some.

Here, no one is special.

"Death is not a calamity here, but life is." The old man said something strange.

"Hmm." Yu Zhile snorted, also didn't care, he tested the sharpness of the knife edge with his thumb, and it was almost there.

Go ahead and start sharpening your knives.

Sharpen knives to pigs and sheep.

(End of chapter)