When he said these three words, the little fat man's pupils contracted obviously, and then without waiting for me to speak, he pulled me irritably, and said, "Don't ask so much, hurry up and ask for leave, come with me tonight, go to my house to live." ” I see what the fat man means.
Little Fat Man's father is a carpenter, and he says that he is a carpenter, but in fact, his father only does one kind of carpenter's work, that is, making coffins.
Usually people in our village call his father "仵zuo", and whoever dies is called his father to deal with it, from collecting the corpse to arranging the burial, his father arranged it all by himself.
This is not only the case in our village, but also in the nearby villages, which is a custom on our side.
The little fat man's surname is Lin, and sometimes others will call his father "Lin Coffin", as for the original name, I have never heard of it.
When I first met the red shadow, the little fat man could make a peachwood sword, and he could give me those ideas, which was also related to his family's background.
Now that the little fat man said so, he must have known something, so he hurriedly asked me to go back with him.
I hesitated and asked the little fat man what the rest of the dorm was going to do.
The little fat man hesitated for a moment and said, it is reasonable for the two of us to ask for leave at the same time, if everyone in the dormitory asks for leave, the teacher will definitely not agree, and the classmates in the dormitory probably will not listen to him, and it is useless to say it.
Under the persuasion of the fat man, I went to ask for leave, and took a ride with the fat man to the village, and on the way I asked the fat man what a ghost shaved his head, whether a ghost came to shave your hair in the middle of the night.
The fat man shook his head and said that it was not that simple, and he didn't know the specifics, but he knew that it was terrible.
When I got back to the village, it was already dark, and I went straight to his house with the fat man.
The fat man's house is next to a small forest at the east end of the village, and there is no boundary on all sides, and it is a lonely and unique household.
I don't feel anything during the day, but when I look at it from a distance at night, I always feel panicked.
Speaking of which, I grew up with the fat man since childhood, but I really haven't been to his house, the only time I went was to play with the fat man when I was a child, but before I got to the door, I was picked up by an uncle in the village and sent home, and was beaten by my father.
Since then, I have learned that we have another taboo here, that it is unlucky to "work" at home, and you can't go casually.
When I got to the door, I saw the door of the fat man's house, and I felt a little strange.
Although the village is poor, most of the houses are also equipped with iron doors, who knows that the fat man's house is still a wooden door, and it is a wooden door made of a row of broken wooden boards, and there is not even a lock on the door, and he is not afraid of thieves entering the door.
The fat man walked in front and pushed the door open with a big grin, and I was about to follow him inside, but when I looked up, I saw two green eyes in front of me, staring at me.
Caught off guard, my legs went limp, and I almost sat on the ground, and a layer of sweat broke out on my back instantly.
The fat man didn't stop at all, he took two steps inside, waved his hand, and made a driving motion, and then I saw a black shadow rush forward, run into the yard and disappear.
That's when I realized that it was just a cat.
But it's still a little strange in my heart, I have long known that the fat man has no mother, and he and his father depend on each other at home, and the two old men have a cat, which sounds weird.
Follow the fat man into the yard, and the fat man stretched out his hand and tinkered twice on the courtyard wall and turned on the lights in the yard.
As soon as the lights came on, I was startled again, the yard of the fat man's house was not big, but there were five or six coffins neatly placed inside, all of them were dark black, not to mention how scary they looked.
I then understood why the fat man's house was so broken, and it didn't matter if the courtyard was full of coffins, if a thief came in with a black light, he would have to be scared, and he didn't need to prevent thieves at all.
The fat man smiled and explained to me that these coffins had just been painted and had to be left outside to dry for a while, so that I should not be afraid.
As he spoke, he also buckled it on the coffin board, then put it in his mouth and bit it, which made my heart furious.
Just as he was about to ask him, a wilting voice came from the room, "Gua, why are you back?"
” I looked up and saw that the fat man and his father had already stood at the door of the house at some point, asking the fat man, but his eyes were staring at me.
I heard my parents say that the fat man and his father are not very old, and he is in his forties this year, but he looks very old, his body is thin and thin, and he is a little rickety, and the wrinkles on his face are deep as if they were cut by a knife.
The fat man hurriedly went over to explain to his father the reason why we came back, his father was holding a dry tobacco pot in his hand, and he was smoking it, and when the fat man said "ghost shaving his head", the smoke pot in his father's hand fell to the ground.
"What are you talking about, ghost shaving your head?"
For the first time, the fat man's father's eyes widened in a line, revealing their dim yellow eyes.
The fat man nodded, and after saying all the things of the morning, his father bent down and picked up the smoke pot from the ground, sat on the threshold, smoked a pot of cigarettes in silence, and then stood up, told us to wait here, and then went back to the house alone.
After a while, his father came out, took a clay pot in his hand, bent down and carefully poured out the contents of the pot, and poured it into a line in front of the threshold.
I squinted and saw that it was some gray-white powder, and I couldn't make out what it was.
After pouring, the fat man waved his hand and asked the two of us to step over the line that was poured out.
The fat man stood close and was about to go first, but his father grabbed him, turned his head and said let me go first.
I didn't know what it was for, and I wanted to ask, but seeing the serious look on the fat man's father's face, I didn't dare to speak, so I had to follow what he said, and crossed the line and walked into the house.
I thought something strange was going to happen, but when I walked over, everything was normal and nothing happened.
I breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the fat man's father, only to find that his brow was furrowed even deeper.
At this time, the fat man also walked behind the line, and stepped over to me, but before the others came, I heard a scream.
Not the cry of a fat man.
The cat I saw when I entered the door just now didn't know when I ran to the fat man's father, and at this time the cat was hunched over, and the hair on his whole body exploded, staring at the fat man's feet, and making a terrible scream.
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I followed the cat's gaze, and the white line that the fat man had poured out had now turned black, and the middle part had become black, and it was spreading to both sides.
The lights in the courtyard were dim, and I couldn't see clearly, but I always felt that the black was like thick blood.
The cat barked again, and with a kick of its legs, it pounced on the white line.
The fat man's father stooped down and grabbed the cat at this time, threw it into the yard, and then took out a shovel out of nowhere, shoveled up the white thread, which had completely turned black, and put it into a box.
The box was also very strange, about ten centimeters long, and it looked like a completely miniature version of the coffin, but the color was different from the coffins in the yard, not black, but a very bright vermilion.
After putting the blackened powder in, the fat man put away the little coffin box and led us into the house.
That night, the fat man's father didn't ask anything more, and just let the two of us sleep in the fat man's room.
The fat guy has no heart and lungs, and soon he starts snoring when he lies down.
Come to think of it, he grew up in a coffin pile, and it is normal for him to be bold.
But I lay there and couldn't sleep, thinking of Guo Mingming's bald head for a while, and thinking of the coffin in the yard for a while, I always felt cold around me.
It wasn't until twelve o'clock in the evening that I took out the jade ring around my neck and gently called the red shadow out.