Uncle Zhang had a weird smile, and he suddenly stared at me.
His eyes were like a cold nail, not only nailing my body and making me unable to move, but also nailing my heart, making me feel a fatal sense of crisis.
My body began to tremble involuntarily.
There are so many adults, but he stares at me, a child. Do I have any grudge against him?
The time Uncle Zhang came over was very short, so short that neither my father nor my second uncle noticed it.
It also made me think that I had seen it wrong, but the feeling of being attacked by the eyes stuck to my heart like super glue.
His eyes moved away for a long time, and I still felt a lingering fear in my heart.
I leaned closer to my dad.
My dad's hot hands hugged my shoulders, and I felt a little better.
Uncle Zhang sneered. He put one arm across his chest and dragged the other arm. The hand being dragged was shaking back and forth in front of his eyes, as if my mother usually applied nail polish and looked at the nail polish.
This move looks great when my mother does it, but he feels so oily when doing it.
"Village chief, who told you there was something wrong with me?"
"Boy Zhang, don't be so harsh. Take a look at what you are like now. If you hadn't asked Guizhi to show you, you would have only harmed yourself!"
"Really?" Uncle Zhang said nonchalantly, "Then let's take a look."
He walked into the courtyard with three twists and turns.
I vaguely thought he was a woman.
But he is indeed Uncle Zhang.
We followed behind and went in.
As soon as I entered the yard, I was shivering from the cold. The yard of his house was like a world of ice and fire.
The sun is so bright in the sky and it's colder here than an ice cellar in winter. I don't even want to stay here.
I looked to the left and saw that all the chickens in his chicken coop were gone. It was empty and there was a layer of chicken manure on the ground that had dried.
The little jujube tree at the chicken pen gate was wilting and hanging its head.
The weeds in the vegetable garden on the right are as tall as mine, and no one is taking care of it. The main yard is messy and dirty, with leaves, branches, and hoe tools scattered on the ground.
A depressing scene.
Uncle Zhang took the lead and sat on the chair in the courtyard, with his legs crossed, like a pile of meat sitting there: "What do you think?"
"I'm going to prick your neck." I don't know how my mother endured it and still kept smiling.
Uncle Zhang raised his eyebrows: "Remember, you have stabbed me before."
He lowered his head, as if he wasn't afraid at all: "Come on."
My mother didn't hesitate and tied the hairpin on Uncle Zhang's neck.
But Uncle Zhang didn't even say a word.
My mother took off the hairpin and froze on the spot.
Of course, we already guessed that he didn’t react! Because he is a demon... yes, a demon takes form!
I pursed my lips and winked at my second uncle with confidence. My second uncle was amused by me. He pinched my face, then walked forward holding the small Bagua mirror and handed it to me.
my mother.
"sister in law."
My mother soon realized it. She took the small mirror and looked at Uncle Zhang's face.
I was already immersed in my own world, just waiting for Uncle Zhang to suddenly turn into a fox or a weasel, maybe a snake.
But I waited for a while and got no response.
I opened my eyes and saw my mother and my second uncle standing together. They blocked Uncle Zhang tightly.
From the back, they looked like two big stone slabs, both frozen.
"How's it going? Have you seen it?" Uncle Zhang's silvery laughter floated out from in front of my mother and the others.
The village chief waved his hands anxiously beside him: "How about it, Guizhi! Do you see any problem?"
Then my mother turned towards the village chief...
It was the first time I saw an embarrassed look on my mother's face.
And Uncle Zhang, who was sitting on the chair, was shaking his head and humming a tune in a good mood!
What's going on!
Didn’t the second uncle say that apart from being possessed, he is also a demon incarnate? Why can’t he be seen in the demon mirror?
Is the mirror broken?
Or is he possessed, but my eyes are broken?
I was pulled out by my mother in a daze.
I got into the car with my mother and others in a daze. Uncle Zhang poured a basin of water at the door and said in a strange tone: "If you can't do it, don't come out to see it. Isn't this a liar?"
"What are you talking about!" The village chief was the first to be reluctant, and immediately jumped out of the car and ran back.
But Uncle Zhang quickly closed the door and threatened the village chief: "I advise you, old man, to stay out of your own business, otherwise..." He hummed and stopped talking.
The village chief was furious and scolded Uncle Zhang at the gate, calling him a white-eyed wolf. He couldn't remember who saved him in the first place, who pulled him out of the snake's belly, or who opened his daughter's eyes to save him.
It's not getting better so far.
But Uncle Zhang didn't seem to hear anything and walked towards his own cowshed.
My dad quickly pulled the village chief back who was so angry that his hair was flying around: "Uncle, don't argue with him, don't make yourself angry. There is something wrong with him right now, and what he said was not what he meant."
My dad tried his best to persuade me.
The village chief stared and angrily spat at the door of Uncle Zhang's house: "What the hell!"
On the way back, we were silent.
Only my mother would say a few words from time to time.
"What's going on?"
"Is it true that you just changed your gender and it has nothing to do with vaginal objects?"
I looked at my mother who was immersed in her own world, and couldn't help but shake her head and sigh, and patted my mother's hand: "Mom, Aunt Zhang has lost her Yang Qi, and can the barrier you created still be fake?
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My mother looked at me with a smile: "Yeah, I almost got it wrong."
The village chief was smoking his pipe and pot along the way, and he couldn't help but laugh: "You girls, you are just like little adults."
Yeah! I was praised again! I was so happy that I immediately forgot what happened and shyly put my head into my mother's arms.
After a while, we returned to the village chief’s house.
Before I even entered the hospital, I heard the familiar sound of crying inside.
The village chief knocked on his pipe and pot, and walked in with a few strides: "Wei Laoliu! You are crying in mourning! If you don't want to say anything, I will do something for you!"
My dad led me inside.
I saw Uncle Wei Liu sitting in the yard, holding a dead calf, crying so hard that he was blinded by snot: "Village chief, you have to make the decision for me! In the time it took me to eat, my calf died."
Woo! My hope of marrying a wife is completely shattered. Woohoo!"
The second uncle quickly helped him up: "Sixth, please get up and talk."
Uncle Wei Liu cried so sadly that he stood up tremblingly, and the calf's head rolled away from his arms with a gurgling sound.
The calf's head was also completely severed, and its body was sucked dry, just like the death of a large calf.
My mother just glanced at the cow and said in a serious tone: "Lao Liu, have you offended something during this time?"