When the old madman passed away, he only left me three last words.
1. Anyone who comes to the village, men can enter, but women must be driven away.
Second, I must sit guard at the entrance of the village every day at dawn, and pretend to be a fool during the day.
Third, I have to stay at home at night. After burning the paper money, no matter what sound I hear or what happens, I cannot leave the house even half a step.
After explaining these three last words, the old madman asked me to laugh twice like a fool. After seeing that I learned the lesson well, he breathed his last without any regrets and passed away with a smile on his face.
Later I realized that his smile was smiling at him for finally being freed.
I was eight years old that year.
It was also the fourth year that he was picked up by an old madman and lived in this dry village.
Our village is called Niang'er Village.
In my mind, this village is a dry village. There are only two people, the old madman and me. From the day he picked me up, what the old madman takes me to do every day is to sit at the entrance of the village and smile silly at the outside of the village.
We sat there until dark, eating, drinking, and eating in the same place.
There was no one around, so hehehehe, the wild dogs passing by would tremble when they saw him, for fear that the old madman would roast them in the next second.
But I know that the old madman is not really crazy.
Every night, the old madman seemed to be a different person.
Not only did he not know how to giggle, but he could also grow vegetables and raise chickens, wash and cook, and even taught me how to read and write. He was a bit of a stickman, because after the old madman finished doing those things, he would sit at the door with a brazier and burn paper money in the brazier.
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And every time he burned a piece of paper, he would kneel on the ground and kowtow, and murmur some words that I couldn't hear clearly. The only thing that was certain was that every time he burned the paper money, he would burst into tears.
It seems very sad.
I asked several times who he was kowtowing to.
The old madman just rubbed his eyes and laughed and said, "You will know later."
After this, it will be more than ten years.
Of course, this is all a story for later.
After the old madman left, I was the only one left in the village.
I naturally inherited the mantle of the old madman, as well as the pile of paper money in the woodshed that almost piled up into a mountain from who knows where.
During the day, he followed his last words and giggling at the entrance of the village to scare wild dogs.
At night, he used the brazier he left behind to burn paper money and kowtow at the same time.
Of course, I still don’t know who the paper money was burned to, and I don’t know who it was knocked on. I only know that these are the old madman’s last words, so I just follow them. After all, it wasn’t the old madman who picked me up and adopted me.
They are all probably dead. I can't let the old madman go away and let him die in peace.
Although he smiled when he left, thinking about it later, he really deserved a beating.
At the beginning I was a little uncomfortable with it.
Niang'er Village was originally very deserted, but because the old madman was there, it was considered a companion. When the old madman left, I was left alone. It would be a lie to say that I was not afraid.
It's fine during the day.
At night when I was burning paper money and kowtow, I always felt like there were pairs of eyes staring at me. It scared me half to death every time and I almost peed my pants. It made me think several times that the old madman was gone anyway, so I might as well
Just leave this Niang'er Village.
But then I thought about it, I have nothing but the house left to me by the old madman, where I have everything to eat, drink and sleep. If I leave, I will most likely be a beggar.
And after all, I was only eight years old at that time. In addition, I followed the old madman and stayed in Niang'er Village all these years and never went anywhere. Even if I became a beggar, I didn't know where to beg for food. I might starve to death by then.
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So I just stayed.
But every time after burning incense and prostrating myself at night, I would close the door as soon as possible and lie on the bed to sleep, without even daring to take off my clothes.
Not to mention, this does have some effects at first.
After falling asleep, I woke up at dawn and nothing happened.
It's just that the good times didn't last long.
Probably three years after the old madman passed away.
In the past three years, I feel like I am becoming the second old lunatic.
As usual, I burned the paper money and lay down on the bed. Immediately after falling asleep, I had a dream. In the dream, Niang'er Village was very lively, but just like the name Niang'er Village, all the people who appeared in the dream were
Some girls.
There are people of all ages, especially the one who lives across from me, who is a beautiful young lady.
The young lady has an excellent figure. Every time she is half-covered in red gauze, her figure is perfectly displayed in front of me. Even though I was only eleven or twelve years old at the time, I could not bear to see this look in my dreams.
Can't help but swallow.
From time to time, the young lady would stand at the door, look at me, and smile at me. That smile seemed to take away my soul.
I had this dream for three days in a row.
But every time I wanted to go find her, I felt wet down there. I didn’t know if it was because I wet the bed, but it was sticky and made me feel very uncomfortable, so I woke up just like that.
When I woke up, I looked at Niang'er Village outside, and it was just like before, deserted and deserted.
And the house that the young lady appeared in her dream looked like it would fall apart if the wind or rain blew it.
I'm a little disappointed.
But on the fourth day, I no longer had this dream.
It was also on this day that a man came to the village.
He is a man, and he is also the second person I have met besides the old madman after living in this village for so many years.
But this man was very strange. As soon as he came to our village, he said that Niang'er Village was a paradise for men. He said that he had been looking for Niang'er Village for a long time and finally found it.
When he entered the village, it was as if there were many people in the village. From time to time they would say hello here, and someone there would be talking and laughing to themselves.
Looking at his look, I was confused at the time.
Is it possible that people outside like the old madman and like this kind of deserted village?
I couldn't help but cursed "I'm sick" in my heart.
I just feel that he is a real fool and I don't bother to pay attention to him anymore.
Until evening, when I took out the brazier to burn paper money as usual, I suddenly heard a woman's voice in my ear. She said: "Li Xuantian, burn more for your sister..."
"Don't be as stingy as Old Li Tou..."
"Sister is getting married soon!"
When I heard these sounds, I was frightened. I subconsciously looked around, but all I saw was desolation. But I was still afraid, so I subconsciously grabbed more paper money and threw it into the brazier to burn it.
After finishing, he quickly packed up his things, closed the door and lay down on the bed.
Because the old madman’s last name is Li.
Li Xuantian is my name.
This made me feel from the bottom of my heart that this was not an auditory hallucination.