We really don't seem to have any time to rest recently. We set off in a hurry the next day after arriving home. We didn't see Coffin Boy and Monkey Fool even when we came back this time.
A brief farewell to Uncle Wu, and the news that Uncle Yan would not be back for some time.
Two people with a combined total of over 100 dollars are as stubborn as they are, "Why are you mentioning him to me? I don't want to see him."
Now is the time for Zhang Wei to see the world and learn skills. Naturally, he will follow us when we go to Baijiatun in Kamikaze Valley. However, there is also a small oil bottle that the three of us originally wanted to leave behind. We entrusted it to Uncle Wu. By the way, we talked with him.
He keeps company.
As a result, just as the car was about to start, Uncle Wu was thrown in through the half-open window.
"Take the oil bottle away, and whoever has nothing to do will raise a younger brother for you. The second child is the responsibility of the eldest brother, so don't try to pass the blame. Besides, you may need him this time!"
Zhang Wei happened to be sitting in the back seat, and he was tricked by his own uncle. The fart lamp pressed him into his stomach, and he almost chewed up all his breakfast.
You can guess the Kamikaze Valley just by hearing the name. The terrain there is very different from ours. The terrain in the mountainous area is complex.
Near my home, what can be called a valley is, first of all, the mass graves from the early years of Ghost Crying Valley, and secondly, the majestic Kamikaze Valley!
In the old society, people's awareness of hygiene was shallow, their medical level was limited, and they basically contracted many diseases, and everything was left to chance.
Life or death all depends on fate, but in Baijiatun in front of the Kamikaze Valley, a young widow with a dead child appeared, and overnight she had the ability to ask an immortal to come over and provide her with medicine.
It is useless and impossible, otherwise it would not have been so famous all these years.
More and more people come here because of its reputation, and over time it has gained a reputation as a hanging pot to help the world.
Uncle Wu told us this over breakfast before we set off.
When we saw Kamikaze Valley with our own eyes, all the people in the car got out of the car happily and had fun, while the three of us looked around with big eyes and small eyes.
Just because this village in Baijiatun is almost entirely built in a geographical location with high sides and low in the middle, with houses built in circles!
And Mrs. Bai’s home is really easy to find. It doesn’t stand out because it’s big or luxurious!
Can you imagine what it would look like to have a beautiful, youthful pimple on the smooth surface of a complete egg that is about to explode?
That beautiful acne spot is Mrs. Bai’s home. One side is close to the residents of the village, and the other side is completely protruding outside the huge circle of the entire gathering area.
And now she has changed from the little widow she was back then to a really lonely old woman, living in that old farmhouse by herself!
"Isn't it a good feeling here?" Zhang Wei followed Sahuan's Pideng and only saw Baijiatun for a few minutes before giving this evaluation.
It really surprised me, because it was reflected in my stern expression and Lang Hongyi’s frown.
Because this village is as quiet as midnight between nine and ten in the morning. Not only are there no old people wandering around...
Even the young adults working in the fields and the playful children were nowhere to be seen, and even the chickens, ducks, cats, and dogs that were visible in the farmhouse were not even heard.
Looking around, there is no smoke on the chimney. In this unseasonable time, every household has its doors and windows covered with blessing characters cut out of red paper. Even the cowsheds are not spared.
Zhang Wei had obviously discovered this, and was scrolling through the almanac with his mobile phone at this time, "No, today is not a festival at all? Why does Baijiatun seem to be celebrating the New Year that only they celebrate? Is it me?"
Didn’t I travel through time and I was stupid for half a year? Now it’s the New Year’s Eve?”
I would also like to praise Zhang Wei for his obviously improved observation skills!
But this guy later suspected that he had traveled half a year in time, which made me completely convinced by his brain circuit.
I couldn't help but imitate Uncle Wu and slap him on the back of the head, "If you are stupid, I will contact a mental hospital for you! Your family still wears short-sleeved shirts during the Chinese New Year. In the past twenty years, you
Is it all in vain?”
Lang Hongyi cared about Zhang Wei with an idiot look in his eyes, even sitting on the side of the road with side eyes, looking at his brother with disgust!
Zhang Wei then realized and slapped his forehead, "Yeah, why did I forget about this? You should wear cotton-padded jackets during the Chinese New Year! That means the people in Baijiatun are stupid!"
I sighed, carried my backpack, gave up on this idiot, and walked towards Baijiatun Village.
Lang Hongyi was considerate and helped explain, "Sudden mental illness is not contagious and will not affect a whole village!"
The fart lamp is now more effective than the hunting dog. Just before I was about to walk into Mrs. Bai's courtyard with the door ajar, the fart lamp suddenly ran forward, sat on the ground and blocked my way, twitched her little nose and said, "Don't go in.
There's a bad taste in here."
"Bad taste?"
I don't doubt that Pi Deng is talking nonsense, but this kid is also playful and has not learned much about his skills. He only knows that it has a bad smell, but he can't tell what it is exactly.
I reached out and picked up the fart lamp like a child, and hugged it in my arms. "If there is anything, we have to go check it out. This is our only clue."
In the quiet air, some old wooden doors creaked harshly, and with the movement of my hand, the door leaf opened.
When I saw the scene in the yard, I was very glad that I was holding a soft and warm little fart lamp in my arms, which protected my heart that was about to get cold.
If we say that every house in the village has red stickers and colorful decorations to celebrate the New Year, then this yard looks like there is a funeral.
The clear white color, without any color difference, is what makes people see through it. Possibly the house in Mrs. Bai's house was built earlier, and the courtyard walls and houses are all made of blue bricks.
With white lanterns, window paper and white flowers hanging all over the yard, one more coffin here will definitely make the mourning hall complete.
The most frightening thing is that facing the courtyard gate, there is a life-size black and white photo of a stooped old woman wearing a shroud and a big white face.
"Mother, isn't this... Mrs. Bai passed away?"
This is really not rude. In fact, the pair of red-cheeked boys and girls at the door. Except for their cheeks, even their clothes are uncolored white paper. This picture will definitely make a visual impression on the person who suddenly opens the door.
It's so exciting that I'm covered in white hair and sweat!
Lang Hongyi then walked into the yard behind me, put his hand on my lower back, and I was forced to take a few steps forward. After entering the yard, this coward was so scared that he covered me with his fleshy claws.
Got his own mung bean eyes.
Zhang Wei had already seen the scene in the courtyard with his peripheral vision outside the door, and followed him in cautiously, trembling.
Lang Hongyi was very brave. He had already walked to the entrance of the house, pointed at a pile of paper ashes on the ground and asked, "Look at the burning paper here, it seems that it won't be long."
Judging from the completeness of the ashes, it seems that it was burned not long ago. It seems to have happened in the morning. After all, there was a heavy drizzle last night.
"San... Sanman, aren't you looking for Mrs. Bai from this family? Now that she's dead, are you looking for a ghost?"
"Don't talk nonsense. Even though you are makeup artists, you are still a bit taboo about talking!"
Lang Hongyi saw that Zhang Wei was speaking openly and did not stop him, so he scolded him, but Zhang Wei didn't take it seriously.
"Don't worry, don't be afraid. If there are ghosts, we can just catch them. If there are no ghosts, why should we do it?"
Just when Zhang Wei walked to the door of the house without any shame and stretched out his hand to open the door.
The door slowly opened from the inside, and a gray-haired head popped out of the dark crack in the door. The face in the photo suddenly appeared next to Zhang Wei's neck, "Do you really want to catch ghosts?"