The climate of Fujian is humid, there is no severe cold in winter, no heat in summer, and drizzle all year round.

In the corner alley, a child of about eight or nine years old was wearing a dress that clearly did not fit, with a fat shirt and short trousers.

Beside him lay two bundles of feather dusters tied together.

I was pouting and playing marbles with a few children, all of which were small pebbles picked up from the river, rounded on the ground.

Dig out a dirt pit, and whoever plays accurately will win one from the opponent's hand.

Zhao Dahu looked at the ground wet with raindrops, and looked at the sky with annoyance.

"Why is it raining again..."

Several teenagers like him also reached out to put up the curtain, looked at the sky, and spoke.

"Brother Big Tiger, I'm going home for dinner, and I'll come back to you in a while."

After a while, the little friends who didn't have any brotherly righteousness ran home, leaving only Zhao Dahu to watch the two bundles of feather dusters worried.

His parents died early, and only an elderly grandfather was left in the family to raise him.

Unfortunately, he is also disabled, deaf and blind.

Seeing which family had a surplus and raised an old hen, Zhao Dahu came to the door to ask for some chicken feathers, and the neighbors saw that the grandfather and grandson were really pitiful.

There are soft-hearted people, who accumulate casually on weekdays, waiting for this child to come to the door to ask for it.

I went back and waited for my grandfather to weave it into a duster and carry it to the town to sell.

It's a pity that in the end, it was a child's heart, and I couldn't bear it for a while, so I put the feather duster aside and had a good time with my friends.

However, the sky is not beautiful, not to mention that there is no harvest today, if the feather duster sees the rain and damp, it will be bad.

He took off his grandfather's horse coat, put it on the duster, carried it with difficulty, and walked like a fly to find a shelter under the eaves to avoid the rain.

Looking at the raindrops under the eaves, his body was drenched with rain, his stomach was empty, and goosebumps appeared on his body.

He was crouching down and shivering.

The corner of the alley is remote, and the pedestrians on the road are in a hurry, and no one notices the child in the corner.

Stomp and tread.

Just as the big tiger was bored, took out the projectiles from the pocket of his coat, and put them in his hand to play, a tall figure blocked his vision.

"Little brother, how much is your feather duster worth?"

Zhao Dahu was also stunned, this kind of weather, as well as the sale of doors, should also be my master.

"This master, one of the ten copper plates, I'll pick you a lot of hair, all of them are tied by my grandfather's own hands, and they are strong..."

As he spoke, Dahu hurriedly got up, turned his head and rummaged through.

"Hehe, little brother is not in a hurry, I don't have change, so let's give you a piece of the ocean, you can help me carry these dusters to my home, what do you think?"

Zhao Dahu's body trembled, turned his head and hurriedly asked, "Many... How much? ”

These dusters can't sell a piece of the ocean, secretly swallowed his saliva, and looked at each other in disbelief.

At this time, Zhao Dahu saw the appearance of the person who came.

He was tall, a head taller than the pedestrians on the road, and his accent did not look like that of a local, and his hair was tied up in a bun.

The cheekbones were high and bulging, a pair of eyes were deep, and the nose was hooked, just staring at Zhao Dahu.

I shuddered for no reason.

I saw this strange man smile and said, "It's okay, the rest is the hard-earned money for the little brother." ”

As he spoke, he flicked his fingers, and a silver dollar popped out of his robe.

Cold, Zhao Dahu carefully bit it with his teeth, blew on the side of his mouth, and listened to it in his ears for a long time, but he didn't hear a reason.

He usually sees that the shopkeepers of those shops are like this, biting and blowing, and he thinks it's not bad.

Although it was the first time I had seen such a large amount of money, I didn't want to leak it out in front of outsiders.

Scratching his head, he took off his shoes with the man on his back, took out the insole, and hid the silver dollar, then embarrassedly picked up two bundles of dusters and motioned to the guests to lead the way.

The man didn't say much, and took Zhao Dahu all the way without hurrying, because of his tall stature, every step required the teenager to catch up.

Under the twists and turns, the track is gradually becoming less and less accessible.

Zhao Dahu was panting in his mouth, and he was secretly vigilant in his heart.

I remembered the folk story that my grandfather used to intimidate him, the goblin who took out people's hearts and livers, and the one who stole children called Hanako.

But the silver dollar with a slight slump on the soles of his feet dispelled the distracting thoughts in Zhao Dahu's heart.

I can't tell which big family the other party is, and when he goes out to buy, he just asks himself to help deliver it.

Bring back the silver dollar, grandpa can't tell how happy he is, and he can eat a few good meals...

"Little brother don't be afraid, this place is sparsely populated, just because it is the ancestral hall of my ancestors, I have not returned to my hometown for a long time, I happened to meet on the road, buy some dusters and clean it a little."

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the panting teenager behind him, and tried to pull out a smile.

Stretching out his hand and pointing to the courtyard not far away: "Look, this is it..."

When I looked up, I saw that the courtyard was dilapidated, and the walls were no longer visible, and they were covered with a thick layer of moss.

The wooden door painted with black paint is like the mouth of a fierce beast that chooses people to eat.

The man opened the courtyard door, and the rusty chains rattled and the wooden door creaked.

The ground was covered with sticky moss, and a vague stench lingered on the tip of my nose.

Enduring the discomfort, he stepped into it, and several rooms faced each other, forming a boxy courtyard.

The wooden door behind him seemed to be blown by the wind, and it creaked and closed, and the outside sound suddenly disappeared.

The light was dim, the room was pasted with incomprehensible rune paper, and white ash was sprinkled in front of the door, Zhao Dahu stood in the middle, not daring to move a step.

fixed his eyes and looked around, where was the figure of the man, and he couldn't care about those feather dusters at the moment.

The strange courtyard is gloomy, and the chill runs down the soles of the feet to the heavenly spirit cover.

Pulling his legs and running towards the wooden door behind him, the originally broken wooden door was like fine iron poured at this time, Zhao Dahu used his strength to eat, and he couldn't push it even a bit.

"Master, where are you, master? I don't want the silver dollar, let me go..."

Choked and cried in his mouth, he hurriedly took out the silver dollar, wiped it on his trouser leg for a long time, placed it on the ground, and kowtowed to the wooden door repeatedly.

I cried for a long time, until I was exhausted, and the wooden door in front of me did not move at all.

Hee-hee-hee~

A child's chuckle came from behind him, and the startled Zhao Dahu turned his head suddenly.

It was getting dark, and incense and candles were lit in the closed room, and through the dim light, there were many people among them.

The light of the candles shone through the cracks in the door, illuminating most of the room, but making the courtyard even darker.

After tossing for a day, he was exhausted at this time, stretched out his tongue and licked his dry lips, stretched out his hand to support his numb knees, and looked for the house.

Seeing the light of the figure, the fear in his heart was dispelled a lot, and when he put away the silver dollar, Zhao Dahu thought angrily.

"These rich masters are used to playing tricks on people, and they must be using my previous ugliness to tease their own son-in-law and young master."

Thinking in his heart, the white ash of the rune paper in front of him was all regarded as an ornament by Zhao Dahu, and he ran towards the main house where he had chuckled before.

The wind from under his feet blew away the white ash, and as the wooden door was pushed open, the rune paper cracked in response.

Zhao Dahu pushed open the door and looked around, and was instantly stunned on the spot, like falling into an ice cave.

I saw that there were five black wooden coffins neatly placed in the house, lit with incense and candles, how could I be half popular....

Call...

A cold wind blows behind him, and the candle flame shakes...