His uncle is indeed a criminal gang! Listening to those two old rats, Lao Yi and I were both heartbroken. Don’t you think this is a scam? I thought that two young men in their prime would actually meet each other.
Such a reactionary and sinful thing.
Since the two old guys, Uncle Wen and Uncle Lin, knew the Zhen family before, it seems that these two old guys must also know the secrets involved. For his uncle, they are not also accomplices!
Later I thought that this was impossible. After all, although these two old guys were a bit unscrupulous, they had pretty good hearts. After being in contact with each other for so long, I could clearly feel that although Uncle Wen, this old bastard, had deceived and kidnapped everyone.
, but he never has the courage to sell drugs.
As the saying goes, courage determines output. Grandpa Mao once taught us that the bolder a person is, the more productive he will be. Although I looked at this big smoke land, it was quite scary, but in fact it was not very big, half the size of a basketball court. To be honest
It shouldn't produce much tobacco soil.
And human nature is a very wonderful thing. It has nothing to do with oneself. Lao Yi and I are just two friends. This really has nothing to do with us at all. Why should we?
Afraid?
After the two old rats finished talking to me, they stood up and jumped off the stone. The husband rat said to me: "Junior, your grandpa and grandma are leaving. You two can take care of yourself. It's best to leave here as soon as possible."
You must know that things are going to be very unstable here soon."
I nodded, and the old mouse broke off some flower bones from the smoke field and put them between his arms, then helped each other and walked away.
Looking at the figures of these two old mice, I felt a warm feeling. The old lady seemed to have some bad legs and feet. She was a typical old lady with small feet. The old man gently supported her, step by step.
It's like walking eastward.
After watching these two old mice disappear, I suddenly had an idea in my mind, that is, maybe if I have a chance in the next life, it would be good to be reincarnated as an animal. These two old mice should be regarded as a sign of mutual support. Isn't this what I am?
Do you want the life you want?
This is definitely not a place to stay for a long time, so the best thing to do is to dodge people quickly and pretend that you don’t see them. So Lao Yi and I climbed over the firewood pile again, and then walked back to the bottom of the mountain. As we walked on the road, my mind
I'm still thinking about the question just now, and it's really weird.
I smiled bitterly. I haven't figured it out in this life, so I'm thinking about the next life. Damn it, I won't be born into a human being, it's too tiring. Then I thought about it, maybe I will be born into a beast in my next life.
I just want to become a human all day long. Everything in the world is like this. I hope that the mountain is higher than this mountain.
Fortunately, Lao Yi and I found our way back. It was almost evening by now, and the sun had set on the other side of the mountain. It was not blocked by high-rise buildings like in the city. The sky was dyed red by the burning clouds. Looking up at this place
The horizon was as alluring as a piece of red women's underwear, and Lao Yi and I couldn't help but be fascinated by it.
When we returned to Zhen's house, Aunt Zhen was watering vegetables in the yard. When she saw us coming back, she smiled and said to us, "You're back? Did you enjoy your time?"
I don’t know why, but now the image of Aunt Zhen in my mind is completely different from that in the morning. Maybe it’s because of the smokey land. You said we were unlucky enough. We originally wanted to go up the mountain to pick monkey heads, but who knew that Lao Yi would
This stupid man lost his mind when he saw his brother, and let us discover the crime scene.
Thinking of this, I could only nod with a wry smile and said to Aunt Zhen: "It's okay, it's okay, I just didn't find the mushrooms."
Aunt Zhen finished watering the small vegetable garden, picked two lettuces, and then said to the two of us: "Maybe it's because it hasn't rained, so there are very few. Let's go back to the house first, and we'll have dinner later."
We walked back to the house. In the living room, we saw two old guys, Uncle Wen and Uncle Lin, sitting on the corner of the sofa, watching TV. When they saw us coming back, they didn't pay attention to us. I saw these two old guys.
It seemed that something was on his mind, and his face was as long as Changbai Mountain. Seeing that our respective bosses seemed unhappy, we didn't dare to say anything, so we just found a place to sit like quails.
Everyone in the Zhen family is here too. The daughters-in-law must be cooking in the kitchen. In addition to Aunt Zhen, there are three men in the Zhen family in the living room. I guess there are four children in this generation of his family, because the old man
Three has died.
Aunt Zhen came and sat down between Uncle Wen and Uncle Lin, and then said to them: "Brother Wen and Brother Lin, have you two figured out anything?"
Uncle Wen, an old guy, took a puff of his cigarette and then said to Aunt Zhen: "There is no other way. Let's go up the mountain tomorrow and see your ancestral graves first."
Several middle-aged people here nodded, while Lao Yi and I shook our heads. These people don't look stupid. Why do they seem to have lost their age? They actually believe these two old guys so much.
Not long after, dinner started, and the old man of the Zhen family began to chat with the two old masters about old sesame seeds and rotten millet. The dinner was a little light, but it was still full of game, roasted quail, fried sparrows, and authentic food.
Northeast rice dumplings.
I have to say, this fried sparrow is so delicious that I couldn't hold my mouth shut after taking one bite. I really wonder if I was a fox in my previous life and had such a preference for this kind of thing.
After dinner, Aunt Zhen took us to the second floor, because Uncle Wen had ordered us to clean up two guest rooms before, but they were all double beds. It was impossible for Lao Yi and I to live in one room.
The old guy wasn't allowed to blow up the temple, so I had to share a bed with this old man. This bastard loved to snore when he slept, so it seemed that he had suffered a lot this night.
After washing up, we went to bed very early because Uncle Wen said that we would get up tomorrow to go up the mountain to visit the tombs, so we had to have a good sleep.
But lying on the bed, I couldn't fall asleep. I had seen the dark night in the mountains, and it was really dark. Uncle Wen seemed to be unable to sleep like me. This old guy was sitting by the bed and lighting up.
A cigarette, as the cigarette burned in the darkness, brought out the worried face of the old guy Uncle Wen. Why was he worried? What happened?
So I couldn't help but ask: "Uncle Wen, are you always worried? What's wrong?"
When Uncle Wen heard me ask him, he said angrily: "Why do children care so much? I feel like I'm about to fall asleep!"
I saw that the old guy didn't dare to speak, so I didn't ask. I treated my kindness as a donkey's heart and lungs. If it weren't for my good deeds every day, I wouldn't bother to ask you.
So I turned around and covered myself with the quilt, speechless. Uncle Wen finished smoking and lay on the bed. Suddenly, he said to me: "Xiao Fei, it seems that this trip will never stop."
The old guy finally spat, and of course I knew he couldn't stop. The Zhen family was actually a big smoker. If we were unlucky and the police were called, although we had nothing to do with each other, we would inevitably have to go to the police station to eat lunch.
But I couldn't let Uncle Wen find out that I already knew about this, so I pretended to be curious and said: "What's wrong, Uncle Wen, just tell me."
Uncle Wen sighed and said to me: "These are old things. If you are not stupid, you should be able to tell that I and my wife know the Zhen family."
I nodded and said yes, and Uncle Wen murmured to himself: "The old Zhen family are all good people, but for some reason, there was such a traitor, the third son of his family, who always did some shameful things.
Human deeds. A few days ago, I suffered retribution and died, but the way of death was quite strange. His family thought it was a problem with the ancestral grave, so they called me and old x."
It turned out that this was the case, and it was exactly what I thought, so I wasn't too surprised and just said: "Oh."
Uncle Wen thought for a while and then said to me: "Xiao Fei, although I can't tell you what the third child did, it will be really dangerous this time. If you want to leave, go back to Harbin tomorrow.
Your salary will be paid as usual, and you will receive an additional five hundred yuan this month."
When these words came out of this old guy's mouth, I was really surprised. You know the last time I came to watch the wake, I was given an extra two hundred and fifty for the body overnight. This time, I was given an extra five hundred without doing anything.
, I really wonder if this old bastard is talking about something. Is it because he drank too much fake wine? Why is he talking nonsense?
Originally, I should be very happy when I heard the old guy say this. Damn it, uncle, it has nothing to do with me. Now, although the Zhen family only has three old smokers, what if Uncle Wen bluffs me?
?Isn’t this atypical of wooing teenagers? If I stay here any longer, won’t it lead to the abyss of crime?
But I don’t know why, after hearing what Uncle Wen said, I didn’t even have the slightest intention of leaving. Uncle Wen said this time would be very dangerous, how could I abandon him? You know, even though he is an old master,
But after all, he takes good care of me. In my heart, he is like my elder. After all, I know how to do something, and I have Lao Yi to help me. If there is any danger, I can run away with these two old guys.
So I told him: "I'm not leaving, Uncle Wen. I'll stay and help you. I'm not afraid."
When Uncle Wen saw me saying this, he was silent for a while, then sighed and said to me: "Then go to bed early, we have to get up early tomorrow."
The night fell into silence again, and the mountains were outside the window. The cuckooing sounds of night owls came, but I couldn't fall asleep. I will go to the cemetery tomorrow. Although these two old guys know a little bit about "Burial Sutra", they don't know much about it.
It's reliable. It seems that we have to rely on Lao Yi's sharing of water to overcome the evil.
After thinking about it, he fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already dawn. Uncle Wen, an old guy, had gotten up early and was packing the things he had brought. He took out Luo Geng and paper money from his backpack.
, seeing that I was awake, he asked me to wash up quickly, and then set off around seven o'clock.
I nodded and washed my face. On the way back to the room, I saw Lao Yi wiping his eyes. This old boy seemed to have just woken up. I told him to go and see the place later.
Have you brought everything?
Lao Yi nodded, pointed to his modification list, and said to me: "It is enough."
After breakfast, led by the four people from the Zhen family, we walked up the mountain. It was not surprising that the ancestral tombs were on the mountain, because my family’s ancestral tombs were on the mountain. This walk was quite troublesome, unlike
The road Lao Yi and I walked yesterday was so smooth, but it was a very rugged mountain road, full of mud in some places.
Half an hour passed. I asked Aunt Zhen next to me how long it would take to get there. Aunt Zhen pointed to a hill in front of me and said to me: "It's not far. After passing that hill, we'll be there after walking for a while. There are probably more
Twenty minutes, maybe.”
I nodded. According to the burial book, the feng shui of the mountain tomb is three miles and three. In other words, if the feng shui of this family's ancestral tomb is good, then we should have reached this situation by now.
It's just that you can see the leopard in the tube, but Lao Yi couldn't see the doorway in the part less than the center, so we continued to walk forward. Not long after we walked, I smelled a pungent smell.
It's like the stinky tofu has grown hairy, or the salted duck eggs haven't been marinated well. To be more specific, it's the smell of rotten meat. Everyone was quite tired, and I don't know where the strong smell came from.
We all frowned at the smell, but Aunt Zhen was a woman after all, so she covered her mouth and almost didn't spit it out.
Where does this smell come from? It seems to be from the grass on the roadside. Two old magic sticks led us into the grass. Before we walked far, I felt a softness under my feet, as if I had stepped on mud.
I lowered my head subconsciously and was immediately frightened out of my mind.