Feng Yu's heart suddenly fluttered. When he saw the shadow outside the window, and suddenly saw it in such an environment, he was instantly frightened, and his first reaction was to shout.
Feng Yu thought that the shadow might be his second uncle, as no one except him liked to pull such a trick.
After calling his second uncle several times, he found that there was no response, and Feng Yu knew in his heart that his second uncle lost an arm in Guide City, but the one outside the window had an arm. This person was definitely not his second uncle. That person was
Who are they? Those cousins from the Feng family? What are they doing here in the middle of the night?
Soon, the father who was in another room heard the sound and came over immediately. It was very dark outside, so the father pushed the door open and came in without noticing what was outside the window.
Feng Yu pointed out something outside the window to his father. He was startled, but he reacted quickly and rushed over immediately, opened the window and looked outside, shouting: "Who?"
Feng Yu also put on his clothes and rushed outside, only to find that there was nothing outside the window, just a dark yard without a shadow.
Dad looked along the window, a little confused. If someone really ran away, there couldn't be any movement at all. At this time, he suddenly hummed and squatted on the ground to watch. The ground under the window was wet.
Looking further up, it was all filled with water. Feng Yu had a bad premonition. He opened the window and saw many water flies on the window frame, and the water flies were still crawling.
Feng Yu took a long breath and ran outside to check the other windows. Including his father's room, almost all the windows in the yard were covered with such water flies, even worse than those in the coffin.
They were larger and densely packed together, forming a strange human shape, lying on the window and peering in.
Feng Yu felt chills all over his body, and an extremely horrifying feeling ran through him from head to toe. His father's face turned pale and he couldn't say a word. Feng Yu's legs and stomach were trembling. After a while, he asked: "Dad, what on earth is this?"
What's going on?"
Feng Qing squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "I don't know."
"Where is the second uncle? Where have they gone?"
Feng Qing did not answer. It was easy to see that Feng Er had most likely discovered these things first and went to find out what was going on alone. This was his second uncle's usual style, and Feng Yu knew this.
Feng Yu and his father were sitting in the house, waiting for their second uncle, and thinking about how to deal with these water flies.
After a while, the second uncle ran back from outside. After he discovered what was going on outside, he immediately ran out to check the water flies he had caught during the day. At first, he thought those things had escaped on their own, but after a quick look, he realized that
The ones fished out of the stream were left intact, but they appeared by themselves under the window sill.
Dad was in trouble and asked: "Holy crap, where the hell did these things crawl out from?"
The second uncle was silent. He found a rake from the house and raked under the window. He got rid of all the water flies in one go. The bugs all stuck together after leaving the water. They were lumps and lumps. It was very disgusting.
Stunned, the second uncle fiddled with the ground twice and said.
"This thing still has water. It must have been out of water not long ago. I have searched nearby and there is no water source at all."
"There is no water source? Second uncle, does this thing always appear?" Feng Yu felt a little incredible.
"how could I know,
It came out of nowhere.”
Feng Qing felt that there must be something wrong. He took out his cigarette and took two puffs. He paused and thought, "No, there is a water source."
"Brother, where is the water source?"
Feng Qing pointed to the base of the wall outside the yard. That place was inconspicuous, but there was a sewer.
The sewers in Nantajing Village are basically abandoned. This place used to have little rain, and they used to rely on the sewers to collect water for irrigating the fields. But now they have been abandoned for many years, so there should be no water in them.
Feng Er then asked: "Brother, are you saying that these bugs crawled out of the sewers?"
"It's not impossible, unless..."
"Unless what?" Feng Er asked.
"Unless someone is fucking behind it!"
"What, what's going on? Dad, you can't, is there anyone else who can do something like this?"
Feng Er scolded coldly: "Nephew, you think of those people too simply. They are a bunch of old fools with very deep thoughts. Don't think of them as good people, just keep a few of them in mind."
Feng Yu nodded and agreed with his second uncle's words. Those cousins of the Feng family were all white-eyed wolves. They relied on the Feng family for food and clothing, and they did not forget to take advantage of the situation and rob them.
The second uncle sighed and asked Feng Qing: "Brother, for our current problem, I have to first figure out the identity of the person in the coffin. This is the root of the matter. Nothing else is useful. As long as the identity is solved,
Once it becomes clear, it will be easier to deal with."
What the second uncle said made sense, and Feng Yu also said: "Second uncle, I'm afraid the big-headed coffin has been around for a long time, and the old people who know about it may be gone. I'm afraid it will be a riddle forever."
Dad didn't say anything for a while. After a moment of silence, he seemed to remember something.
"No old man knows? It seems like-"
As soon as the father said this, the second uncle also remembered something. He winked and said: "Brother, didn't you tell me that there is an old man over a hundred years old outside the capital? I visited him during the Chinese New Year this year, Cheng Gui."
Uncle, didn’t you come to help when the Feng Family Ancestral Hall was renovated last time? Does he know anything?”
When the father heard this, his eyes lit up, "Yes, there is Uncle Cheng Gui." The father took a puff of cigarette and asked, "But it's hard to say, whether he remembers it or not, it doesn't matter, he is more than a hundred years old.
Can you remember clearly what happened at that time?"
"Master Cheng?" Feng Yu muttered repeatedly. Feng Yu had heard of this man. He was a cousin of the Feng family. He was older, so he was Grandpa Feng Yu's cousin. Feng Yu and his father went to see him when he was young.
Once upon a time, he was an old man who looked like a living god. Being able to live to be a hundred years old was not just a matter of chance.
Dad slapped the table and said, "What the hell are you going to do in the mountains tomorrow? Let's go together and ask your uncle."
The second uncle said: "I hope the old man knows that no matter what, now I can only treat a dead horse as a living horse."
It was about six o'clock, and it was daybreak. I found a few letter carriers and quietly dealt with the water flies on the window sill.
The three of them went to Yanshan early in the morning. The village where Uncle Cheng Gui lived was called Xujiajian. Outside the capital, the village was built on a stream. At that time, there was a small stream, which was very wide. Later, for unknown reasons, the water in the stream gradually dried up, but the name of Xujiajian remained.
It was still in use. In order to facilitate the entry and exit of people there, a stone bridge was built at the entrance of the village. Calculated by age, it must be more than two hundred years old.
history.
Feng Yu came here once with his father. The stone bridge was full of herring reliefs. It was said that there was some Feng Shui saying to control the river demon in the stream. There were also two turtles at the bridge head, but they have been stolen.
Feng Qing was talking about Xujiajian all the way. When he talked about the two stone turtles, his second uncle was filled with emotion. He said that he felt ashamed for not taking such good things, but others were cheaper. Dad said that the stone turtles were for
What was stolen overnight was premeditated and done cleanly. It seemed like it was the work of one of our own.
Feng Er cursed: "Damn it, those gangsters dare to worry about anything. The stone bridge at the head of Xujiajian Village had to be stolen overnight."
Feng Yu naturally knew who his second uncle was talking about. Those cousins of the Feng family were so bold that they would not dare to leave a tomb or steal a treasure if there was one. They caused a lot of trouble for the Feng family.
The distance to Xujiajian was not too far. Feng Qing and the two of them entered the village quickly. As the new successor of the Feng family, Feng Yu should pay a visit to the eldest elder among the relatives of the Feng family.
Xujiajian is a very particular place. Just after passing the stone bridge, you can see a temple on the mountainside when you look up. The location is very good, diagonal to the stone bridge.
Cheng Guiye's original name was Xu Chenggui, and he was a very famous person in Xujiajian. It is indeed rare to see a centenarian. Cheng Guiye's mother was a member of the Feng family. Although this relationship was separated by several generations, blood is thicker than water.
After looking for a place, Mr. Cheng Gui lived in a very dilapidated old wooden house with half of the tiles gone. There were various pickles hanging in the yard when he entered, and a skinny old man sat at the door of the house.
, with a gray beard and gray hair, and an old velvet hat on his head.
"Second brother, look, who the hell said you can't live longer by eating pickles? This is what I like."
"Brother, can you compare with this old man?"
Feng Qing glanced and said nothing. Feng Yu followed behind and walked over. The old man raised his head and stared at the three of us, which seemed very strange. After seeing Master Cheng Gui, Feng Yu was surprised and felt in his heart.
Suddenly there was a thump.
When Feng Yu met Cheng Guiye before, he was still young and had no influence, but now he looks like he is not an ordinary person.
Feng Yu had never seen such an old face before. It was hard to describe. He didn't see many centenarians, but most centenarians were longevity stars. Most of them had good-natured faces, but this face made Feng Yu...
Yu felt a little scared. He was so old that he was so old that he could even compete with the ancient corpses in the tomb.
Feng Yu didn't dare to say anything and saluted the old man. His father explained his purpose and wanted the old man to think about whether he could remember the big-headed coffin.
Mr. Cheng Gui didn't react at all. After staring for a while, he seemed to be thinking. It took at least a few minutes for him to react before he spoke: "Big-headed coffin? What big-headed coffin?"
The second uncle said: "Uncle Gui, please think carefully, something happened to the Feng family."
The old man looked at the pickles in the yard and said, "The pickles are freshly pickled. Buy some and I'll think about it."
"Damn it, the old man is old-hearted, and he is still thinking about his bad pickles at this time. Brother, these things are to your liking, so I bought them all for the old man as a favor."
Feng Qing was stunned and looked at the pickles in the yard. This stuff was enough for him to eat until he died.
