Uncle Wu was sitting by himself at this time, leaning against the pile of quilts.

It can be seen that my spirit is obviously much better than the previous two days, but my movements are still restricted. When I reached out to take the bag in my hand, I was obviously unable to do so.

Of course I knew what he wanted, so I took out the cigarette he brought and stuffed it into his hand.

Uncle Wu smiled satisfied, "Sanman knows that he feels sorry for others. He knows that I have run out of ammunition and food these two days, and I can handle it even if I don't have this. If I don't have this, I would be a little nervous!"

He doesn't smoke a lot in normal times, and he has better self-control than the old smokers in the village, but he is also a person who is addicted to smoking. Unexpectedly, I came in time.

Seeing Uncle Wu breathing happily, I took out the dividends from the business yesterday and handed them over, "Uncle, this is your share."

Before, Uncle Wu gave me all the dividends, and this was the first time I distributed Uncle Wu’s dividends. I felt a little proud. After Uncle Wu took the money from the blank paper package and took a look, he smiled and said, "Yes, Sanman, it's so bad to start, it's your Uncle Wu's demeanor."

I told the truth, "I won't do this for others. I'm not happy with Chu Fu, but I didn't expect that what they gave me was so happy!"

We talked a few more times before Uncle Wu asked what the village was doing in the second half of the night last night?

"Yesterday, Mr. Kong was furious by a bat. He tricked me and asked me to go back. Those people were scared away. I don't know where to go. The eight young men who were guarding Chu Fufa have not been found yet."

I think those people are probably lazy, and they are not as evil as the villagers call them. They will come back after having enough fun.

Unexpectedly, when Uncle Wu heard this, he frowned, "Are you talking about eight, they are all young men? Haven't seen anyone yet?"

I nodded and said that this was the case. I was still thinking in my heart that Chu Fufa was the worst, but he was by my side and was safe all night, but he was very scared.

"Do you know who they are from?"

I have no friendship with the villagers, but I am also a child who grew up in this village. People of the same age can also call them to big numbers. Perhaps some people had fought when they were young.

"Just Heimao, Daqing and Zhang Xiaohua and his group, they are almost close to Chu Fufa."

"No, this is wrong. Sanman, didn't you go to find them yesterday?"

"No! I'm not afraid that Mr. Kong will get rid of the corpse and keep guarding the spirit shed?" I didn't think there was anything wrong with what I did. These people are all twenty years old and have strong firepower. Nothing will happen!

"It's bad, I think this matter is going to be a big deal. Sanman is not blamed for you. After all, it's hard for me to think of so many twists and turns. These guys are so jealous. This is for you to lure the tiger away from the mountain!"

Uncle Wu covered his chest with one hand and struggled to get off the ground. He threw away half of the cigarette in his hand, which seemed to be very anxious.

But the rib fracture was not a minor injury. As soon as one of my legs drooped off the edge of the kang, my face turned pale and I groaned. I hurriedly helped the person back.

"Uncle Wu, what's the matter? Why are you so anxious? Who's playing tricks? Why are you luring the tiger out of the mountain?"

Uncle Wu couldn't answer me at all, because his beans of sweat rolled down from his head, and his clothes were soaked. After a long time of ease, he told me the whole story.

"Oh... it really hurts half of my old man..." Uncle Wu breathed a long sigh and looked at me with a weak look on his face. "Sanman, a person only has seventy or eighty years of life, and his life can start at a hundred years. This person is old and slutty. If we deal with these things, we have to be more careful than ordinary people. You are deceived by them this time!"

I have no idea when I was deceived by those things. Do those things refer to those who might go into the village to make trouble?

"Is the temperature colder than usual last night, especially on the street, you saw a lot of dead souls standing on the road?"

After hearing Uncle Wu’s question, I nodded unconsciously. Looking back at the shadows I saw on the road in the village when I went home to use the toilet last night, "It does. I thought it was the old people who passed away in the village, so I ignored it."

Uncle Wu shook his head, "It's not the New Year or the Festival, how could those old people come back in groups to visit? Do you still remember the location of Sanman and their standing? Think about it carefully?"

It seemed that the doors of each house were scattered, and there were almost every road. Although I lowered my head all the way, I could see clearly from the corner of my eyes that there were old people I saw when I was a child, so I didn't pay much attention.

"Some people know each other at their doorstep before their death. What's wrong with Uncle Wu?"

"What did they know? I want to come back to report the news. Usually, these old things will not enter the village unless they are deadly or ghost festivals. They don't want their families to die!"

After Uncle Wu explained this, I finally understood how big a mistake I made. I really neglected this and just regarded it as a wandering soul and did not take it seriously.

I immediately asked anxiously, "Uncle Wu, what do you mean is that those missing people have encountered evil things?"

"Those young men were scared by the zombie scam. People subconsciously thought about going home in such a situation, because there was the safest place, right?"

Yes, when I encountered such a thing before, my first reaction was to go home. The belief was extremely strong. How could those people hide and be lazy if they don’t go home in the middle of the night?

Even though it has not appeared yet, it must have happened that something has prevented them from going home.

I also realized the seriousness of the matter, "Uncle Wu, what should I do now?"

"No hurry, I will calculate the safety and approximate location of the person first!" Uncle Wu reached out and signaled me to go to the drawer to take out his fortune telling stuff.

It was a turtle shell that was wrapped in leather, and six copper plates.

Uncle Wu raised the tortoise shell with both hands, closed his eyes, shook it gently, and his eyebrows were furious from beginning to end.

As the copper coins fell, Uncle Wu stared at him with gloomy expression, which made me feel a little scared. This matter has something to do with my negligence. If I had gone out to find someone at the first time last night, maybe this would not be the case today!

Uncle Wu endured the pain and coughed twice, "People are still alive, in the northwest. Sanman, I can only open three hexagrams a day and have to ask different people. I just asked one hexagram myself, and you can ask the second hexagram."

To the northwest, that is the direction of Luofeng Mountain, and it can also be said that it is the direction of Guichui Valley. It is not a good thing for people to be there.

I asked with guilt and worry in my heart, "Will something happen in the village tonight? Should I stay in the village or go outside the village to save people."

I have thought about this issue carefully and am more worried that more people in the village will have accidents because of this.

Being a little makeup craftsman and protecting these people is an invisible mission. Uncle Wu once said that the one who makes a makeup craftsman is not only the dead, but also the living.

What we are referring to is unfair things in the world and the disasters of ghosts and monsters!
Chapter completed!