Zhang Xiaozi is a boring gourd who can't be beaten with a stick.
I knew it would be useless to ask him, so I simply stopped asking and followed him dullly.
When it got completely dark, we walked out, and Zhang Xiaozi breathed a sigh of relief obviously.
I didn't pay attention when I came in the morning.
When I looked up the mountain, I found that the shape of Lunan Village is actually very strange.
It looks like a large terraced field.
It is divided into three layers from top to bottom, and each layer has a fixed fifteen-meter square.
There are two houses, and the floors are connected by a bluestone path.
The only exception is Lao Niu's house at the entrance of the village.
His house is located right at the entrance of the village and is independent of these three floors.
The house he found for me was located on the lowest floor, one at the front.
It was said that the son of this family settled in the city and took all the old people away.
The house became empty.
After walking for a long time, I was tired, so I slumped on the kang after doing some random things.
Zhang Xiaozi wanted to go home at night, so he said he would come early tomorrow morning.
When he went out, he obviously hesitated for a moment, and after a long pause, he told me not to go out at night no matter what I heard.
I suddenly became energetic, and there was something in my words.
We were together for most of the day.
All together, he didn't even say ten words to me.
It was really not easy for him to take the initiative to say one sentence.
When I asked him why, he ran away.
“There is something wrong with this village” As soon as Zhang Xiaozi left.
Ruohan came out, frowning and talking.
"It's okay, we are a husband and wife with the same sword, so we are not afraid."
I smiled and scratched Ruohan's nose, but I didn't lose any of the precautions I should have.
A five-mountain house-holding talisman was posted on the window, and the door was sealed with red rope and copper coins.
Basically nothing will happen.
After setting everything up, I hugged Ruohan and fell asleep.
"Ming, wake up" When I slept until midnight, Ruohan woke me up.
I held Ruohan in my arms in a daze and asked what was wrong.
Ruohan put a finger on my lips and asked me to listen carefully.
I listened carefully and heard something.
Someone was crying outside.
I got up and looked at the time.
It was just two o'clock.
Who was crying outside at this time.
"Let's go take a look."
I nodded to Ruohan, put on my clothes and got on the kang, put away the coins at the door, and left the house as quietly as possible.
There is one disadvantage in the village setting with this kind of terraced structure.
If you are intentional, you can see everything from the top down, and there is basically no privacy.
I don’t know if Lao Niu found me such a house for the convenience of surveillance. for the sake of.
The moon was very round.
I looked specifically at the upper two floors and saw nothing.
I felt it carefully again.
There is no strange feeling of being spied on.
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The cry came from below, right at the entrance of Lao Niu's small shop.
I moved a piece of bluestone, stepped on it, and carefully poked my head in.
The first thing I saw was a wisp of jumping orange-red fire.
Just next to Lao Niu's house in the village, the old lady I saw during the day was crying, burning paper money, and muttering something.
I listened carefully and only heard two sentences clearly, which seemed to be: My mother killed me and my father ate me.
The tone was very strange, as if she was singing, and the content was a bit scary.
I frowned, wondering what she was doing.
"No, don't look for me" While crying and singing, the flames suddenly jumped.
The old lady sat down on the ground like a frightened rabbit, and rolled and crawled along the path at the end of the village.
I squatted down immediately.
After a while, the old lady's footsteps were far away, and I came up again.
I looked outside and saw that the pile of paper money had been burned out, leaving only a few sparks.
The paper ashes circled on their own and exploded with a bang, and everything returned to calm.
The door of Lao Niu's house was always closed, as if he didn't know all this, but the old lady's cries and screams just now were not too small, and it was not far from his house, so he shouldn't not be able to hear it.
"Come down quickly" While I was thinking about it, Ruohan's voice sounded in my ears, and I was a little anxious.
I came down without even thinking about it.
However, I felt a chill on my back.
I was being stared at.
I turned around stiffly and followed the gaze.
I happened to see it on the bluestone path on the second floor.
The old lady just now was standing there, staring at me.
"day" I cursed secretly, how could I forget her.
"hehe" The old lady stood there fixedly, looking straight at me, which made me scared.
She laughed nervously again, turned around and walked up the path.
I breathed a sigh of relief and hurried back to the house.
What I was thinking about were those two strange songs sung by the old lady: My mother killed me, my father ate me.
After thinking for a long time, I still couldn't figure out what it meant, just look at the old lady's look.
It seems to be telling a true story.
There is also the pile of paper ashes, which moves automatically in the absence of wind.
Judging from the way it looked just now, there should be a ghost, but the ghost did not enter the village.
"Don't worry, we still have a long time to live in this village."
Ruohan comforted me in my arms.
"kindness" I nodded.
I was really not in a hurry, and it shouldn't be me who was anxious now.
I just wanted the situation to be as complicated as possible.
The last words Zhao Peng left for me made it very clear.
The descendants of the strange Gu and the Bon Dharma King were just the beginning.
Although I haven't felt anything until now, if I guess correctly, the next person who wants clues to the dragon vein should already be on the way.
Not sure when he or they found this place.
What will they think?
Whether it is this village or Luchui Mountain, I believe it will give them a surprise.
In the morning, I was woken up by Zhang Xiaozi's knock on the door.
He came at just seven o'clock.
He still looked dull.
I asked him if he had eaten, and he didn't say anything.
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However, when I ate, I could clearly see his throat gulping.
I gave him a piece of bread and a bag of milk, and said that I had made an agreement with the old cow.
Responsible for his three meals, he reluctantly accepted it and wolfed down half of the bread.
He didn't drink the bag of milk, so he put it in a small cloth bag he carried.
"We won't go up the mountain today.
Just take me around your Lunan Village."
Had a meal.
I patted Boy Zhang on the shoulder.
He stiffened for a moment, then relaxed again.
Lunan Village is not big, with three floors and a total of forty-six houses including Lao Niu's house.
The strangest thing is.
Except for Lao Niu's yard, the layouts of these forty-five yards are almost the same.
The same length and width, the same size, the same green brick wall, it's like they were carved from the same mold.
There's something obviously wrong with this, a village.
There are those who are lazy and those who are diligent, those who are a bit lazy and those who are lucky.
There are always rich and poor.
The best example is the house.
But now, no matter whether rich or poor, the structure of the house is the same.
And after so many years, the population will always increase.
I have inquired and found that most of their villages are ethnic minorities, and they can have two children, but the number of houses has not changed.
I asked Zhang Xiaozi, and although he didn't speak, he still nodded.
At least this is the layout of the village since he could remember it.
Of course, there is an exodus of people now, and fifteen of the forty-five courtyards are empty.
In other words, only two-thirds of the village's population is left.
"By the way, who was the old lady crying at the entrance of the village yesterday?"
When we turned to the third floor, I asked pretending to be casual.
Zhang Xiaozi hesitated for a moment, but still didn't say anything.
I thought he wouldn't answer, but he pointed to a courtyard behind me.
I turned around.
This courtyard was the first one from the left on the third floor.
It was not much different from other courtyards.
The only difference was that the wooden door was full of mottled marks.
I suddenly remembered what happened last night, and there was a strong desire in my heart.
Maybe I could talk to the old lady, maybe I could learn something from her mouth.
Think of this.
I walked over and tried to knock on the door.
Zhang Xiaozi grabbed my hand, shook his head firmly at me, and said, "No."
"Why?"
I asked, looking into Zhang Xiaozi's eyes.
I could tell that he was worried about me, but there had to be a reason.
"squeak" While we were in a stalemate, the door opened.
The old lady was at the door.
She looked at me with excitement.
She rushed out and grabbed my hand and said tremblingly: "Ming, you're back, just come back."
I'm confused, what's going on: