Uncle Wu was sitting by himself at this time, leaning on the pile of quilts.
It can be seen that my energy is obviously much better than the previous two days, but my movement is still limited. When I reach out to take the bag in my hand, I am obviously unable to do it.
Of course I knew what he wanted, so I took out the cigarette I brought and stuffed it into his hand.
Uncle Wu smiled with satisfaction, "Sanman still knows how to care for people. He knows that I have run out of food and ammunition in the past two days, and I can bear it without eating. Without this, I would really be a bit heartbroken!"
He usually doesn't smoke a lot, and he has better self-control than the old smokers in the village, but he is also a smoker. I didn't expect that I came in time.
Seeing Uncle Wu puffing away happily, I took out the dividend from yesterday's business and handed it over, "Uncle, this is your share."
Uncle Wu had given me dividends before, but this was the first time I gave him dividends. I felt a little bit embarrassed. After Uncle Wu took the money wrapped in white paper and took a look at it, he smiled and said, "Okay, Sanman, let's do it."
Dark enough, with the demeanor of your Uncle Wu back then."
I told the truth, "I wouldn't do this to others. It's not that I don't like Chu Fu's hair, but I didn't expect that they would be happy with it!"
We chatted for a while, and then Uncle Wu asked what was going on in the village in the middle of the night last night.
"Yesterday Mr. Kong was pissed off by the bats. He tried to trick me and asked me to give him some money to go back. Those people were all scared away and I don't know where they went. Eight young men who stayed with Chu Fufa were there.
I haven’t found it yet.”
I think those people are probably just lazy. They are not as evil as the villagers who make noises. They will come back when they have enough fun.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Wu frowned when he heard this, "You mean eight, and they are all young men? You haven't seen anyone yet?"
I nodded, indicating that this was the case, and I was still thinking in my mind, this Chu Fufa is usually the worst, but he stayed by my side, and everything was fine all night, but he was very scared.
"Do you know whose family they are all from?"
I have no friendship with the people in the village, but I am also a child who grew up in this village. I can call everyone around the same age, and some of them may have had fights when they were young.
"As for Heimao, Daqing and Zhang Xiaohua, they are the only ones who are usually close to Chu Fufa."
"No, this is wrong. Sanman, didn't you go look for them yesterday?"
"No! Didn't I keep guarding the funeral shed because I was afraid that Mr. Kong would be easily exhumed if he got angry?" I didn't think there was anything wrong with what I did. These people were all in their twenties.
, the firepower is strong, nothing will happen!
"No, I think this matter is going to be a big deal. I don't blame you, Sanman. After all, it's hard for me to think of so many twists and turns when this matter is put on my head. These guys are so scheming.
I’m here to trick the tiger away from the mountain!”
Uncle Wu covered his chest with one hand and struggled to get off the ground. He lost half of the cigarette in his hand. He seemed very anxious.
But the rib fracture was not a minor injury. As soon as Uncle Wu's leg hung down from the edge of the bed, his face turned pale in pain and he groaned. I quickly helped him back.
"Uncle Wu, what on earth is going on? Why are you in such a hurry? Who is playing some trick? How did you make the tiger leave the mountain?"
Uncle Wu couldn't answer me at all at this moment, because he was so painful that big beads of sweat rolled down his head, and his clothes were soaked for a while. He waited for a long time before telling me the whole story.
"Hey...it really hurts half of my old man's life..." Uncle Wu let out a long breath and looked at me with a helpless expression, "Sanman, a person's life span is only seventy or eighty years, and the lifespan of a ghost is even
He started over a hundred years ago, and this guy is so old and slippery. When we deal with these things, we have to be more thoughtful than ordinary people. You were deceived by them this time!"
I have no idea when I was deceived by those things. Are those things referring to things that may enter the village and cause trouble?
"Was the temperature colder than usual last night, especially on the street? You could see a lot of dead souls standing on the road?"
Hearing Uncle Wu's question, I nodded unconsciously and recalled the lingering shadows I saw on the road in the village when I went home to use the toilet last night. "Indeed, I thought they were old people who passed away in the village."
They just ignored it."
Uncle Wu shook his head, "How could those old people come back in groups to visit us? Sanman, do you still remember where they are standing? Think about it carefully?"
They seemed to be scattered at the door of each house, almost on every road. Although I lowered my head all the way, I could see clearly with the corner of my eye. There were also old people I had seen when I was a child, so it was not too much.
Notice.
"I know someone who was at the door of his house when he was alive. What's wrong, Uncle Wu?"
"This is what they know, and they want to come back to report. Normally, these old people will not enter the village unless it is their death anniversary or ghost festival. They don't want their whole family to die!"
After Uncle Wu's explanation, I finally understood what a big mistake I had made. I really neglected this point and just regarded it as a wandering ghost and didn't take it seriously.
He immediately asked anxiously, "Uncle Wu, do you mean that those missing people have encountered something evil?"
"Those young men were frightened by the corpse fraud. In such a situation, people subconsciously just want to go home, because it is the safest place, right?"
Yes, when I encountered something like this before, my first reaction was to go home. That belief was extremely strong, and how could those people not go home in the middle of the night and hide somewhere to be lazy?
Even if they haven't shown up yet, something must have happened to prevent them from going home.
I also realized the seriousness of the matter, "Uncle Wu, what should we do now?"
"No rush, I'll calculate the person's safety and approximate location first!" Uncle Wu reached out and motioned for me to go into the drawer and take out his fortune-telling things.
It was a palm-sized turtle shell wrapped in leather, and six copper plates.
Uncle Wu held up the turtle shell with both hands, closed his eyes, and shook it gently. His brows were furrowed from beginning to end.
As the copper coins fell, Uncle Wu's expression became more and more gloomy, which made me feel a little scared. This matter had something to do with my negligence. If I had gone out to look for someone as soon as possible last night, maybe it wouldn't be like this today!
Uncle Wu endured the pain and coughed twice, "The person is still alive, in the northwest. Sanman, I can only make three hexagrams a day and they have to be asked by different people. I asked the first hexagram myself just now, and you can ask the second hexagram."
"
The northwest is the direction of Luofeng Mountain, and it can also be said that it is the direction of Ghost Crying Valley. If people are there, it is not a good thing.
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 rescue people."
I have considered this issue carefully, and I am even more worried that more people in the village will have accidents because of it.
As a make-up artist, it is your invisible mission to protect these people. Uncle Wu once said that the make-up artist not only orders the dead, but also the living.
What we order is the injustice in the world, the disaster caused by ghosts and monsters!