Chen Daxiu was stunned for a moment and glanced in the mirror, as if there was something.

Lying in front of the mirror and taking a closer look, it turned out to be bloodshot in his eyes, which startled Chen Daxiu.

I guess I slept too late yesterday to be like this.

Fan Xiaoai shook his head vigorously and said, "No, it's not this, it's a dark shadow!"

"Dark Shadow?"

Chen Daxiu looked in the mirror again: "No, Teacher Xiao Ai, are you mistaken?"

Fan Xiaoai pursed her lips and stared at him cautiously, probably because she found that there was nothing left, so she dared to approach him, so she raised two slender jade hands and held up a few times on his eyelids.

After confirming that there was nothing left, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Daxiu looked at him like that, he shouldn't be dazzled, and thought: Could it be that guy?

Ever since that thing got into the body, it has inexplicably expanded all kinds of desires.

It was like that last night, and it's again this morning!

Isn't it going to be a monster in the future?

Chen Daxiu thought wildly.

......

At nine o'clock in the morning, the proprietress finally woke up.

Fortunately, Xiu's mother was not at home, if she saw her coming out of Chen Daxiu's room in rags, she would have to let Chen Daxiu be beaten with a stick.

Fan Xiaoai was sorting out the recruitment materials with Chen Daxiu downstairs, and she didn't notice the boss.

Chen Daxiu secretly raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, and saw that the proprietress was glaring at him viciously, and immediately shrugged her shoulders, pretending not to see it.

At this time, the doorbell outside the villa rang.

Uncle Zhao and Xiao Linzi were waiting outside, still carrying a gift box in their hands, and it seemed that they were here to thank them.

Chen Daxiu said hello to the proprietress and asked her to get dressed before coming down.

So, I went to the door to greet Uncle Zhao and them.

Sure enough, after Xiao Linzi learned about the incident the night before, he made a special trip to thank Chen Daxiu.

After Uncle Zhao introduced the two parties, he didn't go around the bend, and proposed to use his apprentice Xiaolinzi's construction team to build a greenhouse and a fence.

Chen Daxiu pondered for a while, but it was not impossible for him, but this matter had to be decided by the boss's wife.

However, the proprietress was taking a bath at this time, and it was estimated that she would have to wait for a while before coming down, so Chen Daxiu beckoned Uncle Zhao and them to drink tea, and while waiting, they talked about the female corpse.

"Uncle Zhao, how can there be a coffin in your field?" Chen Daxiu said curiously.

"Hehe, that's not weird!"

Uncle Zhao smiled indifferently: "Actually, most of the cultivated land in our village was graves in the past, I heard the old man say that in the past, our village was a place for burying the dead, and then it was withdrawn and cultivated, and then there was gradually our village, otherwise, can there be so few people in our village?"

"Oh...... So that's the case!" Chen Daxiu then understood why his village was so small.

This place used to be a yin house!

Later, I heard Uncle Zhao say that not only the cultivated land, but even the place where the people in the village live now used to be a cemetery, but after a long time, no one taboos this.

Nowadays, there is only one old man over 90 years old left in the village, and the people in the village call him an old madman.

Uncle Zhao said that the person is estimated to be ninety-seven this year, just a lonely old man, no children and no daughters, sometimes sober, sometimes confused.

Recently, I heard that the old madman was sick and didn't get up for two or three months, so the people in the village guessed that the old man was not good.

During the Chinese New Year, Uncle Zhao and the village chief went to his house, and when they entered the door, they thought that the old madman was dead, and then after shouting a few times, the old man answered.

Uncle Zhao and the village chief sent him some New Year's goods, knowing that he was deaf, they said a few words and left.

Chen Daxiu asked, "Does the old man know who got the funeral?"

Uncle Zhao shook his head, not very sure, no one had asked the old madman about it, of course, before the night before yesterday, no one in the village knew that this place had buried people by method of burial, let alone the burial method of planting onions.

Uncle Zhao said: "In the whole village, it is estimated that the old madman may know about this. ”

"Why don't you take me there?"

Chen Daxiu said seriously: "I want to know who made that coffin." ”

"Okay, okay!" Uncle Zhao agreed.

Anyway, we have to wait for the proprietress to take a shower before we can talk about things, so it's better to take Chen Daxiu to the old madman first.

That Xiaolinzi was very discerning, and when he saw that Chen Daxiu's family was full of female dependents, it was inconvenient to stay and wait, so he said that he would go with them to visit the old madman.

The three of them bought something from the village commissary, and when they walked to the last dilapidated house in the west of the village, Uncle Zhao said, "The old man lives in it." ”

After speaking, he pushed the fence door and shouted a few loudly.

Sure enough, the old man was so deaf that Chen Daxiu and the others all entered the house, and there was no reaction.

Lying on the big cool kang shivering.

On his body, there was only a thin broken quilt.

Chen Daxiu was a little puzzled, remembering that there was indeed a dilapidated house in this place, but it had been abandoned for many years, and he didn't know that anyone lived here, although Chen Daxiu was a resident of the village, he had never seen this old madman in Uncle Zhao's mouth.

Uncle Zhao smiled and said: "This old man went to a nursing home twenty years ago, I didn't know what was going on a while ago, I had to go back to my hometown to live, no, from the time I came back to the present, it was only a few months, you went to school in Longling City, no wonder you don't know." ”

Chen Daxiu sighed, thinking about it, the old man probably felt that he was dying, and he might not want to return to his roots.

Indeed, the older generation of people have this particularity, they don't want to die outside, no matter what the house is broken, if they can die at home, it will be called a leaf to fall back to the roots.

It is said that if you do this, you will not become a lonely ghost, and you will be able to live a happy life in the next life.

I don't know if it's true or not.

"Old man, have a good New Year!" Chen Daxiu shouted.

The old man still didn't seem to hear it, and if it weren't for the inconspicuous ups and downs on his chest, at first glance, he really thought he was a dead man.

Uncle Zhao squatted down in front of him and gently patted him on the shoulder a few times.

The old man slowly lowered his eyelids, and when he saw that Uncle Zhao was coming, he seemed to be a little happy, squeaked a few times, and slowly sat up from the kang.

His movements were very slow, every skin on his body looked dry, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the flesh on the old man's nose was wilted.

Seeing that there were a lot of New Year's goods on the kang, the old man coughed lightly a few times and was very grateful to Uncle Zhao.

It can be seen that Uncle Zhao should have taken care of him a lot during this time.

Uncle Zhao had dealt with him a few times, and knew how loud a decibel voice could communicate with him, so he shouted loudly at the top of his voice: "I want to inquire with you about something!"

"What's the matter, you say?" said the old man, gasping.

"That's what happened!"

Uncle Zhao leaned into his ear and shouted: "In the village, dig out a coffin, it is buried vertically, inside, there is a female corpse, whose grave is it? Who buried it?"

When the old man heard this, he immediately seemed to see a ghost, and the two old hands scratched around, almost breaking Uncle Zhao's face.

Fortunately, Chen Daxiu's hands were quick and he pulled him away, so he was not scratched.

Uncle Zhao was taken aback by the old man, sighed, and explained, "I guess I'm crazy again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the old man stand up suddenly......

(End of chapter)