I Like Weird the Most

He Wenzhi thought to himself.

According to the story, there are nine people in that household.

So…

If the story is true, does it mean that there are at least nine ghosts in this village?

How many ghosts were crying at the bottom of the well in the middle of the night?

Still wandering in the woods in the middle of the night, as if looking for something, it should be that woman, right?

Thinking of this, He Wenzhi's eyes twinkled and lightened.

"Boy, what's wrong with you? Why do you suddenly become so excited? The way you laugh..."

The old brother saw that He Wenzhi's expression suddenly changed.

Who knows, the more he laughed, the more wrong he became. In the end, he even felt scared in his heart, and he had begun to hairy.

Even the black dog on the bench that had been sitting next to He Wenzhi before was shaking his head again and again after seeing this scene.

This change in expression made the dog feel whether it was a different person, or if the smell was not the same, it might have been barking.

Finally the black dog got up and went to one side on his stomach.

This human being suddenly gave it a very bad feeling, it may be seriously ill, at this time it is better to stay away first.

The animal's intuition is still quite sharp.

"Ah? It's okay, it's just that some happy things have been thought of." He Wenzhi hurriedly reduced his expression.

The old brother smiled awkwardly: "Yes...Is it...?"

Then you [happy things] seem to be really not ordinary happy things...

He Wenzhi also followed up haha, feeling a bit embarrassed for some reason.

It seems that I have to find time to learn the skill of [Expression Management].

"Brother, have you heard the cry in the well? Have you seen the woman and child wandering in the woods in the middle of the night?" He Wenzhi asked.

"No." The old man shook his head: "I seldom stay at home at night. I often have to take things to the town overnight to sell. When I get back, it will already be dawn.

If I was at the entrance of the village just now, I couldn't meet you either. "

He Wenzhi nodded, and wondered what the old man was selling, why he had to rush over overnight.

Brother said, it depends on the season.

When he is busy with farming in the field, he will make handicrafts, such as hats, and sell them in the town at night, without delaying work during the day.

If you are really tired, you can't rest at all during the day, so it won't have any effect.

Then if the crops in the field are harvested, he will also bring those vegetables to the town to sell.

Those who sell vegetables go earlier, because the people who collect the vegetables arrive very early. If they go late and they receive other people's vegetables, no one will receive his vegetables.

And because the road out of the village is inherently difficult, he almost never walks at night, mostly in the evening when the sun hasn't set, and he will set off when the line of sight is not affected.

Then he took He Wen and went up to the second floor to take a look. There were many processed bamboo pieces on it, as well as paper soaked in phoenix oil, all of which were used to make hats.

The old man also told He Wenzhi that the old paper umbrellas can also be made with paper soaked in paulownia oil.

If necessary, he will also do some to sell, anyway, to make money.

...

That's how the time passed in the morning.

At noon, my brother made a few dishes, among which the bamboo shoots were dug in the mountains by himself in the spring, and then they were made into dried bamboo shoots.

Now I use these dried bamboo shoots to fry the meat, it tastes very good.

He said that he had dug a lot at the beginning, and there are still a lot in the warehouse upstairs. If He Wenzhi likes it, he will leave some to He Wenzhi.

He asked him and didn't refuse. The bamboo shoots tasted pretty good, but he didn't intend to take it for nothing, he would naturally pay the money when the time comes.

The two talked while eating and drank a little wine.

After the meal, the old man went back to his room to rest for a while, then put on a raincoat and went outside to collect vegetables.

After working for several hours, he didn't return to the house until the place behind the small three-wheeler was full.

While there was still time, he went upstairs to rest for a while.

After having dinner in the evening, he chatted with He Wenzhi for a few words, and again ordered the black dog.

"If you have a guest at home today, I won't take you there. You take good care of your home and protect your guests, don't you know?"

"Wow!"

The black dog barked, and the two big-eyed bosses had their long and thin tails wagging.

The old man looked at He and asked: "Young man, if you are hungry at night, you can go to the room on the left upstairs. The rice and some dry goods are placed in it. You can make your own food.

If you sleep, that room is a guest room, so you can sleep there. My conditions are also limited, so you will just stay away. "

He pointed to the room on the right on the first floor.

He Wenzhi glanced at it. The inside was very rudimentary, just a bed and a table, nothing else.

After explaining this, he walked out of the village in a raincoat.

In order to make a living, he couldn't stop for a day.

The black dog took a look at him and asked him, after being soaked in the rain, he sent his brother to the road outside the village, only then ran back in the rain.

Shaking the water on his body at the door, the black dog came to the fire and started a fire.

He Wenzhi looked around in the house. This old man left as soon as he said, leaving him a stranger at home.

This heart is so big! Aren't you afraid that I will throw him the house?

"I don't understand." He Wenzhi shook his head and sat by the fire.

I don't know what's going on, maybe because it has been raining heavily without stopping, I always feel that the temperature is a bit low.

But fortunately, Wenzhi had a strong physical fitness, and a few degrees lower temperature had no effect on him.

It’s just that something is wrong in my heart. Have you forgotten something?

"It seems that my old brother said he would take me to the village to ask about Dao Wang, right?" He Wenzhi opened his mouth.

Maybe it's because I forgot to work, and the rain has never stopped.

I looked outside, and there was no one in the air. Doors and windows were closed from house to house.

In this way, the heavy rain finally stopped at 7 o'clock in the night.

He Wenzhi sat in the house for a while, then looked at the village completely plunged into darkness.

While he was still a little hesitant in his heart, he saw a light turned on in the earth-walled house not far away, and the light shone through the window.

"Isn't this the house where Dao Wang had lived before, as my brother said during the day?"

He Wenzhi thought for a while, stood up and prepared to take a look.

Just when he was about to step out of the house, the black dog that had been lying on his stomach suddenly stood up.

"Bow!"

It barked at He Wenzhi, but He Wenzhi couldn't understand its meaning.

After just taking a look, He Wenzhi walked out.

The black dog was still barking at the door, and finally seeing He Wenzhi go further and further, it hurriedly followed.

Only at this time, it did not bark any more, but followed quietly, with very light steps.

Walking on the muddy road drenched by heavy rain, every step you take, you can hear the sound of the soles of your feet stepping on the water.

Perhaps because the whole village is surrounded by mountains and forests, and there are no stars and moons in the night sky, only thick black clouds, the village looks abnormally dark.

Except for the red brick house where He Wenzhi lives, only the dirt-walled house opposite is lit.

As for the other houses, all doors and windows are closed tightly. I have never seen anyone open their doors or windows all day, and apart from that old man, I have never seen anyone else appear.

It feels like this village is dead, an uninhabited village.

He Wenzhi cautiously walked towards the house with earth walls. The night breeze after the rain blew gently, with heavy moisture, and it felt sticky and very uncomfortable when blowing on people.

The black dog also followed quietly, and in the dark night, its two eyes were glowing green.

When I got closer, UU read www.uukanshu.com and found out that the old cracked wooden door of the house with earth walls was half open and ajar.

Through the opening of the door, you can see part of the environment inside.

In the innermost position against the wall, there is a brown wooden table with many bottles and jars and an old bamboo basket on it.

There is a photo frame on the other side of the table, and there are three people in the picture.

A kind-hearted grandmother, a thin middle-aged man, and a cute-looking little girl.

It's just that when He Wenzhi saw the little girl's face clearly, his heart jumped.

Although there has been a slight difference in appearance due to the passage of time, it can still be seen through the photo.

That little girl is Han Yumeng!

"Why is her picture here?"

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