Hearing this, I felt bitter in my heart. At the same time, I said with some reluctance: "Are you so sure that I am the village guard?"
"Otherwise?" The old smoker glanced at me, his expression still heavy.
I retorted: "You said that the village guards are born with five flaws and three shortcomings, lacking soul and soul. I am not a good person. Could it be that the sight of me and the old madman deceived the secret?"
I've wanted to ask this for a long time.
I just endured it all the time.
And I also understand that even if I ask, the old smoker may not be able to explain it clearly to me. Every time he speaks, he is mumbling. If I want him to give a complete answer, it will be like killing him.
.
However, the old smoker looked me up and down again and then said: "There are five disadvantages and three disadvantages. The five disadvantages are widowhood, widowhood, loneliness, independence, and disability. Among them, you have already occupied three of them. The three disadvantages refer to
It’s money, life, and power.”
"Besides your life, what else do you have?"
I listened and was speechless for a while.
Speaking of which, it seems that I really accounted for most of them.
But if so, what about the old madman?
He clearly deceived Tianji...
Aren’t you just like me?
Seemingly seeing my doubts, the old smoker spoke again: "You are different from me...the old madman."
"Five shortcomings and three shortcomings, he has been lacking in all of them since he was born. It was only because of some reasons that he stayed in this Niang'er Village."
"But if it's just these, it's true that you can't be sure that you are the village guard."
"After all, ordinary people will inevitably have some shortcomings in their lives."
"The only thing that can be determined is your life!"
"Life?"
I'm a little speechless.
But the old smoker didn't mean to say anything more to me. He walked directly to the end of the black coffin, then called me to the end of the white coffin and then said: "Send the coffin!"
Without waiting for me to ask, the old smoker pushed the black coffin directly towards the depths of Niang'er Village, without even giving me a chance to refuse.
This made me have no choice but to bite the bullet and push the remaining white coffin in the same manner as the old smoker, even though I was extremely reluctant.
What surprised me a little was that I originally thought the coffin would be very heavy. After all, it was made of wood and there were corpses inside. Whether it was one or two bodies, it should be very heavy. If a normal person wants to lift it,
It takes four people to make it easier.
However, when I pushed the white coffin, I didn't feel any resistance at all, and I didn't even expend much effort.
This also made me feel even more guilty.
After all, this is really weird.
It's just that the old smoker didn't give me a chance to ask, so I had no choice but to follow him.
After a while, the old smoker stopped.
There is also an extra house in front of us, but this house is different from the houses in Niang'er Village that I remember. It is much larger, and it does not have the decayed feeling of other houses. It looks more like a
A very grand feeling.
The old smoker said that this is the ancestral hall of Niang'er Village.
Here, there is the soul of the entire Niang'er Village.
After stopping, the old smoker motioned to me to put the white coffin and the black coffin side by side. Then, without waiting for me to ask any more questions, he lit a fire and threw it on the two coffins. In just a moment, the two coffins were in the same place.
It was ignited by fire, but was burned to ashes in an instant.
At that speed, it was as if the paper was being burned instead of the coffin.
Even the corpse inside disappeared in an instant like the coffin.
I was dumbfounded and my scalp was numb.
This can no longer be described as weird.
Although I was taught how to read and read by an old madman and didn't know much, I also knew that under normal circumstances, just a piece of wood as big as a coffin would not be burned in a short time.
Forget about human corpses.
When the old smoker left, I was the one who took care of it.
After a long while, I couldn't help but ask: "Old smoker, what's going on?"
The old smoker didn't answer me, but knelt down directly towards the ancestral hall and kowtowed three times.
After the three heads were kowtowed, a gust of wind suddenly blew up, and the coffins and the ashes left after the corpses were burned were blown into the ancestral hall at the same time as if they were being pulled by something.
Looking at this scene, my scalp went numb.
However this is not over yet.
After the ashes were blown into the ancestral hall, I began to hear familiar voices in my ears. The voices of women who originally only appeared when I was burning paper money or in my dreams seemed to be in my ears.
There is laughter.
There was crying.
There are also sounds that I can't hear clearly.
Some people are calling my name.
There were also people who seemed to be calling the old smoker's name.
The appearance of these sounds caused a chill to hit my back instantly.
I subconsciously looked at the old smoker and said, "Old smoker, did you hear anything?"
The old smoker was smoking cigarettes one after another, his eyes never moved away from the ancestral hall, his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.
After hearing my words, the old smoker looked at me, and after taking another puff of cigarette, he said in a deep voice: "Let's go first."
I know the old smoker probably didn't hear those sounds.
But he should know something.
But he obviously didn't mean to say anything more, so I could only follow him and leave the ancestral hall.
When we arrived at the place where I lived, the old smoker suddenly seemed to have been seriously injured. Before he could sit down, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face lost all color.
I was startled, and when I was about to help him, the old smoker waved his hand and told me not to worry about him. Then he took out the cigarette rod, lit it, and took a long puff. His face also looked better at the same time.
After sitting down, the old smoker looked at me again and said: "Starting from tomorrow, when you burn paper at night, go to the ancestral hall to burn it."
"Why?" When I heard this, I was slightly stunned.
Although I have never been to the ancestral hall in Niang'er Village before, this time I went with the old smoker, but it gave me some very bad feelings, which made me subconsciously reject it.
But the old smoker has a very tough attitude.
After taking another puff of cigarette, he said in a cold voice: "If you don't want to die."
"Just go!"
"Also." He glanced at me again, "Prepare some paper money."
"Give some to every household in Niang'er Village tomorrow."
"And when you send it, you have to shout, you are getting married."
"As loud as you can, be as loud as you can!"
Hearing this, I was immediately confused and asked in confusion: "Why am I getting married?"