I told my cousin, who immediately called my second uncle and asked about the old man. [:/ I found out that the old man was a well-known old man from a neighboring county. But the old man had been having sex with his grandfather since

After finishing that job, I never heard of it again. Maybe it’s because people are old and have stopped working. After asking for the address, my cousin and I decided to drive there by ourselves.

Oh, in the neighboring county, I heard that there is a large field of rapeseed flowers on the roadside, where many people go to take wedding photos. After discussing it with my brother, I called two amateurs in the community who love photography, and we planned to go together.

Went there to take photos. We discussed the time and decided it would be the weekend three days later.

Thinking about my little baby, sitting in the yellow rapeseed field, how cute it is.

Actually, that talisman is important, and life is also very important. Life cannot be messed up just because of a talisman. As long as I am still alive, life must continue well.

The rapeseed flowers here are grown as a winter crop. As soon as the second rice seedlings in the field are harvested, the land is used to plant rapeseed flowers. Then the rapeseed flowers are harvested in March and April of the next year, and we are ready to plant a rapeseed flower.

rice seedlings. In this way, farmers can earn more income in winter.

At this time, it was not long after the New Year, and my cousin’s pig era had just ended. Our family of three, plus my cousin who was a handyman, my cousin who was a driver, and two photographers, set out towards the rapeseed field. Well, this is not the point.

Ah, the point is that we have to visit the old gentleman.

The car headed towards the neighboring county. Spring is great in the countryside. The only bad thing is that the sun is too strong.

In mid-March, the temperature at noon was 31-2 degrees. Wear short-sleeves directly under the sun. In order to avoid sunburning my baby, we decided to visit the old man first and take pictures when we came back. Many photographers also took outdoor photos of the baby.

I would recommend taking the photo at four or five in the afternoon. The sun is not good and the light is sufficient. The baby will not feel uncomfortable.

The car went to the neighboring county and found the village according to the map. My brother had more opportunities to go to the village, so he made the connection. At the foot of the banyan tree in the village, my brother handed the old man a cigarette and asked where the old man's home was. My brother and I

The baby also gets out of the car and does some exercise.

When I got off the car, I saw a stone at the foot of the banyan tree. It had no carvings and was stretched with a big red cloth, almost covering the stone.

My baby was still young and had a special feeling for the bright red cloth, so she twisted her little buttocks and ran over. My high heels didn’t catch up with her for a moment. Seeing that she was about to touch the stone, my cousin rushed over,

He picked up the baby and said, "Don't touch that."

Before I could ask why, my brother asked us to leave. He said that the old gentleman left half a year ago. (When an old man died here, everyone said he left.) Today's trip was in vain. But it doesn't matter, just

I made a special trip out for an outing to take photos.

It's just that this result was something none of us expected. The old gentleman is already gone. He was still quite energetic when I saw him a year ago. And we finally found someone who may know more about him, and some of the clues have been broken.

, which made us even more confused and uneasy. Although no one behaved well, the disappointment could still be seen more or less.

After getting in the car, we headed straight to the county seat. We couldn't find the old gentleman, so we still needed to eat. So we found a riverside fish shop and got a wild catfish for my baby to eat.

At the dinner table, I asked my cousin what was going on with the stone wrapped in red cloth. My cousin said: "Our rural areas have a lunar festival called She. On that day, the whole village will have a representative from each family to kill each other.

The pigs go to worship the community, and the representatives eat in the open space of the community. Then when they are full, they can get some meat to take home and everyone in the family eats a little. It is said to ensure safety. The stone just now is the community."

My brother laughed and said, "I didn't know that. Almost every village has a community, usually under the banyan tree. When eating in the community, the whole pig is cooked together, which is much more delicious than the pork we eat at home. Wait a minute.

"Last time, my hometown worked as a club, I will take you to eat. "She, it is almost such a traditional festival here. My brother is no stranger to the club. Many children who grew up in rural areas have very good feelings towards the club.

Being a co-owner means you can eat on the way.

I think that eating for the whole village should be a way to build friendship among the people in the village. It’s a good thing. But my cousin’s words frightened me.

The cousin said: "Actually, many of the people recruited by the community are not righteous gods. If the location is not chosen correctly, or the stone used as the community is stained with blood, it will attract evil spirits and bring harm to the village. Just like just now, if Happiness goes there

If we lift that red cloth, we might get into trouble."

Forget it, it's better not to mess with the community. At our level, we can't handle even the more powerful evil spirits, let alone a community dedicated to them by a village.

After having lunch and wandering around for a while, we were ready to go to the rapeseed field. Although it was a little early, we still had nothing to do in the county.

So we arrived at the rapeseed field at around three o'clock. Looking from a distance, the scenery was pleasant. The rapeseed flowers were so continuous that you couldn't see the edge. Not far away, two newlyweds were filming an outdoor scene. They were shouting in front of each other and hugging each other.

There are a lot of people waiting for us. In comparison, our small team is much shabby.

The photographer opened the reflector there. My cousin held the reflector, and my brother and I guided the baby. My cousin passed water and handkerchiefs, which was quite decent. But after taking a few pictures, I realized that the baby was a little lackluster.

. It was probably because the sun was so strong that the child couldn't open his eyes. My cousin was very happy and shouted that he wanted to take pictures too.

In this way, I soon saw a stinky man posing in various sexual positions.

Half an hour later, my cousin took a couple photo. Anyway, no one knew them, so they let it go. It was so ambiguous and adultery all at once.

My brother and I took the baby and teased him under the shade of a tree nearby. The baby was gradually attracted. When it was about four o'clock, we switched to taking pictures of the baby. Taking pictures of children is completely different from taking pictures of adults. She didn't

We will pose for you according to your thoughts. You can only use continuous shooting to take pictures of your child. You have to take pictures non-stop to find her most beautiful and adorable moment.

My baby is really beautiful. (Haha, even mothers are so beautiful.) Soon, more than a hundred pictures were taken. The time came to around five o'clock.

I was just happy when my cousin suddenly rushed over and held my baby in my arms. I was still baffled. The photographers even asked what was wrong?

The cousin looked around and then said, "Look over the last few photos we just took."

The photographer looked through the photos and saw nothing was wrong. Isn't this baby very cute?

My cousin pointed to the bouquet of rapeseed flowers in the picture and turned to the next picture. I understood. There was something wrong with the swaying of the rapeseed flower. What did it look like? Everyone must have seen such a scene.

Even a tree is swaying its branches slightly in the wind, but the direction and amplitude of the swaying of one branch are inconsistent with others. It is usually faster and more violent. Most of us think that it is the wind blowing.

It's different there than anywhere else. But why is there just one branch?

Now the rapeseed flowers are all still, and even if they move, they move slightly. But the swing of that one is so obvious and violent.

The photographer looked at the photo and said: "It's nothing. The picture is very beautiful and the color is good. The flower is a whole piece, it's okay if it's crooked."

But I understood what my cousin meant, and said with lingering fear: "Forget it, it's late today. We need to eat early when we go back. Let's go to my house to eat together."

Everyone just called it a day and went home. We were in two cars. When we came here, there were three of us in one car, my cousin and two photographers in one car. But on the way back, I dragged my cousin with me.

Sit down, I just want to ask him something.

In the car, I asked, "What is that?"

"Fei Shou Man." said my cousin.

My knowledge of Feishouman is limited to novels. It was that someone died nearby, and when he died, the body was taken away, but his hands were not taken away. As a result, his hands wandered around there, doing things unconsciously.

Some people died in car accidents, and their legs were directly crushed into meat residue. It is impossible for the people at the funeral home to help shovel the meat residue on the ground, or the meat residue stuck in the wheels. Then a few days later, someone will see that there is always a piece of meat on the road.

The legs are jumping. That’s flying legs.

There is another story about the flying-headed man who is the most common. Then at twelve o'clock in the morning, someone asked you to help her pick up her head in a dream, saying that the head fell on the window of your house. That is the flying-headed man.

This kind of thing does no actual harm, but it will cause bad luck if you are pulled by it. Fortunately, the flying hand just didn't pull my baby's pigtails. Otherwise, I would have to chop that hand into meat paste again.

No.

The cousin said: "Around five o'clock in the afternoon, it is a time when Yang Qi is gradually weakening and Yin Qi is getting stronger. At this time, it is easiest for Fei Shiman to come out and play."

Originally it was just a small incident, and they didn't cause any actual harm. But after the photographer sent the photos to my email, he called me and told me that the photos were not quite right, especially the last few.

After the baby fell asleep, I opened the picture on the desktop computer I gave to my cousin. I later bought a small laptop with PS or something, but the screen went black as soon as I started running it.

I also told him that there was something wrong with the pictures, so when we were looking at the pictures, I, my brother, and my cousin were all staring at the pictures. We previewed them one by one. Don’t tell me, my baby is really photogenic.

Yes. Some people say that my baby looks like that little Xiaobin. It is true that my baby is more boyish.

The last few pictures finally arrived, and we all became nervous.

After the picture is enlarged, you can clearly see a small hand holding the rape flower and shaking it vigorously on the distinctive rapeseed flower. The image of the little hand is a bit transparent. To be honest, it looks like it was photoshopped.

.But we all tend to think that it is really a flying hand.
Chapter completed!