Chapter 72 The House of the Dead
"Oh, then thank you, fellow villager."
"You're welcome."
The man waved at me and drove the flock away.
"Master, let's go."
"Um…"
As the man said, after driving forward for about six miles, we saw the bridge. Turning over the bridge, we came to a village across the river.
The village looks quite large. Judging from the village's buildings, it is not developed and not very backward. There are no buildings, but there are many new houses, all of which are new bungalows with floor slabs as roofs and cement-mixed walls, which are mixed with many old houses.
I followed the village road to a convenience store in the village. I stopped the car and went in to buy a pack of cigarettes.
"There is a man named Xiaonan in your village. Do you know where her family lives?" I asked the boss.
"Xiao Nan?"
"Yes, she has worked in ×× City..."
The boss frowned and thought, "Oh, what you are talking about is not... the old family daughter, right?"
"Old-handed?"
"Yes, his daughter is called Xiaonan. She died some time ago..."
"Die? How did you die?" I asked calmly.
"I don't know what's going on, I'm hanged."
"Then... where is the old man's home? Please tell me."
“Just…”
The boss told me a location.
"Master, that Xiao Nan is indeed dead." I hurried back to the car.
"How did you die?" the master asked in a deep voice.
"This boss said, he was hanged."
The master thought for a while and said, "Let's go to her house to have a look."
According to the location mentioned by the boss, we came to a house at the southernmost end of the village. The word "未" was pasted on the gate of the courtyard. The paper was slightly damaged, but it looked quite new.
"It should be this one..."
Getting out of the car, I knocked on the door knocker. Soon, with the sound of footsteps, the door was opened, and a man with gray hair and wrinkled clothes came out. He was probably in his fifties who looked at us with his neck tilted, and he should be the "old-handed".
"Who are you looking for?" the old man asked.
"Hello uncle, do Xiaonan's house live here?" I asked.
Lao Baek was stunned for a moment, and then said vigilantly, "Well, what's wrong?"
"Oh..." I thought to myself, "I am Xiaonan's friend, I came from ×× City. I heard that Xiaonan has passed away, so I came to worship her."
"I don't know you..." Lao Baian said coldly.
I turned my head and saw that the master was about to speak, so I hurriedly winked at him, "Forget it, Master, since others don't welcome us, then let's go. The things we brought will be returned to the city and I will take them to withdraw..."
"Wait." The old man said sideways.
"Hmm? What's wrong with Uncle?" I asked in confusion.
"You..." Lao Ping didn't know what to say, and swallowed, "Are you really... Xiaonan's friend?"
"yes."
"Then... let's sit at home..."
I was secretly amused in my heart, "Master, let's go."
After taking a step forward, I saw the old man standing still, looking at us with a strange look.
"Oh..." I patted my forehead with my hand, "I forgot to take the thing."
I really brought something in the car, but I was ready to eat it for me and my master. The master went to Taihang Mountain and lost weight. He hadn't had much rest since he came back. When he went out, in order to make his master eat better, I bought donkey meat, Dezhou braised chicken, five-spice beef... a lot of delicious food. Because my master likes to drink, I also bought two bottles of Wanji King. I wanted to give this old man a good deal, and I couldn't help but feel a little distressed and cursed in my stomach.
When I saw what I lifted from the car, my eyes were shiny, and my attitude was much more relaxed.
"Let's go, sit at home..."
The man's neck seemed to be unable to straighten up and he was tilted to the side when walking. No wonder he was called Lao Pian.
When I came to his yard, I saw that the yard was quite large, but it was dirty, with a lot of broken firewood and leaves scattered, and the base of the wall was covered with grass and it was not cleaned. As for the housing, there were two inches in front and back, which were all half brick and half soil old houses, which showed that the conditions of this house were not very good.
We were welcomed into the house, and the old man looked at the things I put on the table while making tea, and smiled at us, "Look, my friend from another place came to see me, what did I bring? Mao Jianer, I have finished drinking all of you. You two can just drink some ordinary ones..."
I thought to myself, this person is quite good at bragging, and looking at his expression, it doesn't look like his daughter just died...
After drinking two cups of tea, I heard the old spitting star flying. I said that his Yamaha motorcycle broke down and threw it to repair it. I said that he was flying to Jinan and how he was... I thought to myself, your sister, I'll go to Jinan from here and take a nap. Besides, where did the plane come from?
I was a little impatient, yawned and said, "Uncle, where is Xiao Nan's house before his death?"
"oh…"
This old preference seemed to finally remember that his daughter had just died soon after, and sighed and said, "I am the biggest advantage of this person is that she is big (hearted) and can be open-minded. You don't know, on the day Xiaonan left, I almost went with her. But after thinking about it, I left anyway, and no matter how sad she is, she can't come back. People who live still have to live well, don't you think?"
"Yeah... Let's go, uncle, take us to Xiaonan's house to have a look..."
The man took us to the backyard and saw that the backyard was a small piece of vegetable field, with more weeds than vegetables. As for the two houses behind the backyard, one was a woodshed room and the other was Xiaonan's bedroom.
The old man opened the lock on the door and we came to the bedroom. The bedroom was tide and the light was very dark. The bedding on the bed was removed, and a row of cosmetics was placed on the table beside the bed, which added a sense of time to the room. In addition, there was a photo frame on the table, and the person inside was the dead Xiaonan, who looked pretty good... I thought to myself, that night, the master cast the spell, the ghost appeared on the white cloth, and the person behind me almost stabbed the man to death, and it should be her...
"My daughter is so beautiful, right? The one who proposed marriage almost cut off the threshold of my family. My daughter doesn't even look down on her. She wants to find a city, and I want her to marry into the city, but, alas..."
I thought to myself, well, indeed, she found a city person, and after someone else had played with her, she drove her away with a broom...
"Uncle."
"Um?"
"Xiao Nan is back when the Chinese New Year is approaching, right?" I asked.
"Well, yes, I came back at that time of the Chinese New Year, and then she didn't go out and said she would take a break..."
At the beginning, Wanjinshan confronted us head-on from the old village and then escaped, and it was almost the Chinese New Year. The female technician in Yuzu City said that the technician who often serves Wanjinshan also left at that time. So I think that technician might have been taken away by Wanjinshan. So, is this Xiaonan the technician...
The master stood next to me silently, his eyes sweeping everything in the room like cold electricity.
I took out three incense sticks and lit them, but there was nothing in the room for incense.
"Forget it, just put it in the door..."
The three of them came outside, and I straightened my incense and saw that my master was staring at the old locust tree in the corner of the yard.
"Did Xiaonan commit suicide on this tree?" the master pointed to the tree and asked.
"Yes, this child is unwilling to think about anything, she left after saying that she will leave, alas..." The old man wiped his eyes with a sad look on his face, not knowing whether it was a real or a fake pain.
Master walked towards the tree, and I followed behind me. When I came to the tree, Master walked around the tree.
"How about Master?" I asked in a low voice.
The master waved at me and said to the old man, "Brother, come on."
"What's wrong?" When I came to me, I always asked.
The master pointed to the soil under the tree and said, "I heard that anyone who hangs himself and commits suicide by digging into the soil below his feet will dig out a kind of charcoal-like, evil thing. If you let it be in the soil and do not dig it out, it will harm people after a long time..."
"Really...really?" Lao Baek asked in horror.
"I heard of it too. Have you dug this place?"
"No...no..."
"Uncle." I interjected, "I would rather believe that there is than that there is nothing. If not, just dig it. Anyway, it won't be exhausted..."
The old man hesitated and nodded, "I'll go get the tin..."
"Master, have you discovered something?" I asked in a low voice.
"I feel that this girl was not hanged, so let's verify it to see if there is charcoal in the soil..."
Lao Baek brought the iron shovel, rolled his sleeves, spitted into his palms twice, and then started digging, digging more than two meters deep, and found nothing...
"It's OK," said the master, "Brother, don't dig anymore. It seems that I'm too worried about it, and it's just that you're in vain. The rumors may not be true..."
When I saw lunch, I always refused to care about our meals. I didn't want to eat here either. I heard that we were leaving, so I hurriedly sent us out in joy. As for those things, they were kept all the things honestly and unceremoniously...
By inquiring about this village, we learned that there is a hotel in the neighboring village, but it takes four or five miles to walk.
On the way to the neighboring village, I said, "There is no charcoal in the soil, which means that Xiao Nan was so angry before she hanged herself. Is that true? Master?"
"According to common sense, I can think so."
"Then she didn't commit suicide, but was killed by someone?"
The master neither nodded nor shook his head.
I muttered, "If Xiao Nan was the technician who served Wanjinshan, would it be said that Wanjinshan was afraid that she would betray her and killed her in order to silence her? However, Wanjinshan used supernatural means to harm people. She would not go through such a big trouble, and she would even have to pretend that she would hang herself..."
"It's not convenient during the day, so let's go to her house to explore it at night..."
In the evening, I drove the car to the canal embankment, and on a clearing area not far from the village, and waited quietly with my master. The rural people went to bed early. Starting from eight o'clock, the lights in the village went out one by one. By nine o'clock, there was no light in the village.
After waiting for a while, I was about to pack up my things and was about to set off, my master suddenly said, "Leng'er."
I couldn't help but be stunned, "What's wrong, Master?"
The master glanced out of the car window and said, "Do you think that the old man's family is a bit strange?"
"Strange, why are you weird?"
The master looked at me and said, "Now I can tell you that the family doesn't seem to be living people living..."
Chapter completed!