Lang Shuoyang tiptoed into the yard, and suddenly saw a man poking under Dahu's window looking in. Lang Shuoyang was puzzled. At this time, the lights were turned off in the room, what could you see? Would you still dare to do this?
Scum? He leaned over and took a side look, he really was!
Lang Shuoyang looked into the room along the cracks in the curtains and saw that Zhang Dahu and his wife were sleeping like dead pigs without making any sound.
Look at Zhang DaDa again, does he also have night eyes? Even if he has night eyes, what’s the point of watching people sleeping?
At this time, Zhang Dadan turned around and smiled at Lang Shuoyang. He saw their eyes protruding and their faces as white as paper. This smile was really scary. Lang Shuoyang raised his leg and kicked it with all his strength. If this kick was
After kicking him, he had to be sent to his daughter-in-law's bed through the window again.
But Lang Shuoyang's kick failed. He dodged himself and kicked Zhang Daring. This guy turned into a shadow. Lang Shuoyang fell down and realized that he was a ghost!
Lang Shuoyang got up and ran away. When he came to the door and looked back, Zhang Bold's ghost turned back and leaned against the window.
It seems that this ungrateful old man is unwilling to leave his daughter-in-law's window.
At this time, Zhao Xiaoli's voice suddenly sounded in the room: "Who is outside? Dahu, Dahu, wake up..."
Lang Shuoyang didn't dare to stay, so he ran out in a hurry. When he was passing under the big elm tree in front of the village chief's house, he suddenly bumped into a man. This man wandered back for a while, and he was still bold. He hung on the big elm tree, his face
He also had bulging eyes, exactly like the one in the courtyard, but he didn't smile at Lang Shuoyang.
Zhang Budao's body was hanging on the tree, swinging back and forth. The door of his house opened and closed with the breeze, making a "squeaking" sound.
Lang Shuoyang didn't dare to delay any longer, so he quickened his pace and ran across the intersection. Lang Shuoyang wondered why he didn't see Zhang Da Da hang himself when he returned to the village just now? After returning home for a while, he realized that he was doing justice for heaven?
Further ahead was Lan Xiaoshan's house. Lang Shuoyang felt nervous. Will they, the orphans and the widowed, be okay?
The walls of her house are very short, and they can be easily moved over. Xiao Shan lives in the west room, and the east room used to be occupied by Sister Lan and Brother Lan. Now Sister Lan is left alone.
Lang Shuoyang went to Xiaoshan's window and knocked on the window a few times. Lan Xiaoshan asked inside, "Who is it?"
Lang Shuoyang said: "I am a fire child, are you okay?"
"What are you doing? Why are you knocking on the window in the middle of the night?"
"As long as you're okay, I'm leaving. I don't know when I'll come back and say goodbye to you."
There was no sound inside. After a while, the window opened a small crack, and Lan Xiaoshan's little face was revealed, asking: "Where are you going? Why are you leaving in the middle of the night?"
Lang Shuoyang saw a trace of concern in her eyes, and his heart warmed up, and he said, "I went to work in the city, and I made money and came back to marry you."
Lan Xiaoshan lowered her head shyly: "Nonsense, my mother went to your house to propose marriage and your father didn't even want me."
"I want you." Lang Shuoyang said and kissed her forehead. Her head immediately retracted, but she did not close the window and said inside: "You are bad, you will lie to others."
"I'm not going to lie to you. Whenever you want to go to the city, just call me. My godfather's phone number was given to me."
There was no sound inside again. After a while, a white and tender hand held out a silver bracelet: "This is what my grandma left for me. There are two in total, one for each of us. Look at it and remember tonight."
What you said."
Lang Shuoyang took it, put it on his right wrist, and said, "I understand, remember, don't go out and walk around at night."
Lang Shuoyang said goodbye to her after a few words, fearing that she would be frightened and dare not tell her about ghosts. The two of us would not cause trouble, so there should be no ghosts coming to our door.
As Lang Shuoyang was walking out, he suddenly felt something moving in Mrs. Lan's room in the east room, so he went over and listened.
Then Mrs. Lan lowered her voice and said, "Why are you here so late? Aren't you afraid that your wife will be suspicious?"
Another man's voice said: "I just missed you, so I came over to see you and then left."
This voice is definitely familiar. It is Zhang Dahu, director of security, and the eldest son of village chief Zhang Dahu! No, just now this boy was lying on his kang sleeping with his wife? Just now, Lang Shuoyang clearly heard his wife telling him to wake up.
Wake up.
I heard Sister Lan say again: "I will never be with you again. Ever since I saw my Lao Lan that night, I felt so sorry for him. He knew about our affairs, but he knew about the fight.
But you also felt that you wouldn’t be able to see anyone after telling this, so you jumped off the cliff without thinking. If I don’t repent, I won’t be able to see him even after I die.”
Over there, Zhang Dahu said again: "I just miss you, come and take a look and then leave."
It seems that Mrs. Lan has really done something sorry for Brother Lan. No wonder Lang Zixuan said she was lying. It is true that a woman cannot be judged by her appearance. A woman who usually looks virtuous and virtuous actually steals a man behind his back.
In the room, Mrs. Lan said again: "You can go, it's not good for Xiaoshan to see you."
Zhang Dahu said: "I just miss you, come and see you and then leave."
Mrs. Lan said: "Why do you know how to say this? You usually talk so much when we meet each other. Why did you change your gender?"
Lang Shuoyang was shocked. Zhang Dahu's behavior was not normal. Could it be that he was dead? What he saw was his body lying on the kang. Could this be his ghost? Just like his father Zhang Dahu, his body was hanging on the bed.
On the tree, the soul peeked again?
Zhang Dahu said in the room: "Then I'll leave and I'll come see you again in the future."
Lang Shuoyang listened again, and there was no sound in the room. At this time, Zhang Dahu's voice sounded behind his head: "Huo kid, what are you looking at?"
Lang Shuoyang quickly turned around, and Zhang Dahu stood behind me with a pale face. He came out before the door was even opened. He must not be a human. Lang Shuoyang punched out, and sure enough, the fist passed by Zhang Dahu's face. This was just an image.
That's all.
Lang Shuoyang punched him, and Zhang Dahu's image disappeared immediately. He didn't know if it was hurt by his own Yang Qi. Lang Shuoyang thought maybe he was afraid of him. Both Lang Zixuan and Yu Bo said that they had a lot of Yang Qi.
Ghosts don't dare to approach.
Lang Shuoyang looked at the silent surroundings and shuddered.
After leaving the village, it was already dawn. Naturally, I became more courageous at dawn. When passing by the fisherman's hut, Lang Shuoyang went in again, preparing to collect the fisherman's body. Otherwise, he had no relatives and would probably die.
No one may have buried his skeleton.
The fisherman was lying peacefully on the bed. His body was slightly rotten and gave off an unpleasant smell.
Lang Shuoyang found a shovel in the corner of his house, dug a pit at the top of Fangshan Mountain, rolled up the fisherman in a blanket, buried him in the pit, and left a grave. Lang Shuoyang kowtowed to him in front of the grave and said: "
Fisherman, wait until I get to the city to buy some paper money and send it to you."
Then Lang Shuoyang stood up and left, and the fisherman's voice could be heard vaguely behind him: "Thank you!"
Lang Shuoyang hurried away without even looking back.