I took a closer look and saw a flash of light coming from inside the village, as if someone was walking out of the village with a flashlight.
That's right, that's a ray of light going out from the village.
"Hey, it seems like someone came out of the village!" Fatty Wu also noticed this group of light.
I hummed and said, "Yes, I saw it."
While we were talking, the light had already left the village and came towards us. It was a human being, a gangster.
The lights are not turned on in this village, and black people go to bed as soon as it's dark, but there are still people walking out from inside.
Soon, the person lighting the torch stopped at a three-way intersection not far in front of us!
The intersection was about fifty meters away from us. By the light of the fire, we saw two people holding torches. One man and one woman. If I read correctly, they were a middle-aged couple, because they
His actions don’t look like those of a young man.
The woman held a torch in her hand, and the man held a dustpan in his hand. There was something in the dustpan.
Seeing the strange behavior of the two people, I walked towards them! Fatty Wu and Jin Yao followed closely behind.
Soon, we came to the two of them! They must be ethnic minorities nearby, because they were wearing national costumes. After seeing the three of us passing by, they raised their heads and looked at us, but it was just a look.
, just continue to do your own thing.
I also clearly saw what they were holding just now. What the woman was holding was a dried bamboo stick! The bamboo stick lit the fire and formed the torch she was holding.
The things the man was carrying in the dustpan were five bowls. The five bowls contained rice, wine, and some meat. These didn't really attract my attention. What caught my attention the most was the man inside the dustpan.
.
The Mao man has hands and feet. The hands have five fingers, and he wears a pair of small cloth shoes on his feet. There is a white cloth tied around his head, and the Mao man's facial features are painted on the white cloth.
Isn't this Mao man exactly the same as the Mao man that Mr. Wu Qi gave me? It's just that the facial features are slightly different, and the method and form are the same.
This must have come from Mr. Mao! And the couple must have gone to Mr. Mao.
At this time, the man holding the dustpan muttered something in his own minority language, and then put the Mao man in the dustpan into the fire.
Then, I saw the Mao people burning quickly! And as the Mao people burned, I saw a girl wearing ethnic minority clothes standing next to the fire.
It's that girl! That earthbound spirit we just saw on the way.
The girl was standing nearby, looking at her parents, with a sad face. I knew that she had been saved, and she also knew the fact that she had passed away! She was looking at her parents for the last time.
This is the same thing I did to the female ghost in the Chenghuang Temple last time. I also let her see her parents for the last time.
After burning the Mao people, the middle-aged man turned over all the bowls and placed them at the intersection with their mouths facing down. After finishing everything, he covered the five bowls with a dustpan and spoke in the local language.
I don’t know what he said again.
After saying that, he took the woman and left.
At this time, I saw the female ghost crying, crying sadly, but the two of them couldn't hear or see it. .
When they were about to leave, they raised their heads and looked at us without any intention of saying hello.
Seeing them about to leave, I quickly stopped the two of them, "Uncle, wait!"
After hearing my greeting, the two of them stopped and turned to look at me, "What's the matter?"
The uncle could speak Mandarin. When I heard this, I quickly stepped forward and said, "Uncle, we came here to find Mr. Mao, but when we came here, we saw that all the lights in Mao Village were turned off. Come out, so
We want to ask you what's going on in Maocun, why do you turn off the lights as soon as it gets dark?"
"Are you from outside?" the uncle asked, looking the three of us up and down.
I nodded and said, "Yes, we are coming from out of town."
"Then go back and come back tomorrow! See if you can see Mr. Mao tomorrow." As he spoke, the uncle took the woman beside him and left.
Hearing this, I was very puzzled! What does it mean to see if I can see Mr. Mao tomorrow?
"Uncle, what do you mean by this?" I walked up to the uncle again, stopped him and asked.
The uncle was a little unhappy when he saw me stopping him. I quickly said, "I know you are here to see Mr. Mao for your daughters, and I also know that Mr. Mao has some real abilities! Because I saw your daughter standing just now.
Crying at the crossroads."
When they heard what I said, both of them stared at me with their eyes wide open, feeling very surprised.
I continued, "Your daughter probably died in a car accident on the road ahead, right? We just saw her running on the road on the way here. She probably didn't know that she was dead. She knew just now,
So I stood by and watched you two cry."
"Really? Have you really seen my girl?" Before the uncle could speak, the aunt asked me in less fluent Mandarin.
No matter what nationality a person is, when she hears her ten-month-old child crying next to her, it will touch her heart. This is the so-called pity for parents in the world!
I hummed and said, "I really saw it, otherwise how would I know that your family has a daughter?"
As I spoke, I looked at the girl who was still standing by the fire and described, "Does she have long braids? She also has long hair hanging on her back, and she is wearing a red Mongolian robe.
There are white hairs from her neck to her chest, as well as on her cuffs. Her face is round, and her eyebrows are like willow leaves. By the way, she also has a mole under the corner of her eye, isn't that so?"
Listening to my description, both of them nodded excitedly and said, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, that is my girl, that is my girl. You, can you also be psychic? Can you let me see my daughter?"
ah?"
The woman shed tears and said to me sadly, "My girl died three years ago. She was only sixteen years old. She was hit and killed on the road by someone! When we found her, her chest was crushed!"
"We made a crossing for her, but people kept saying they met her on the road! Car accidents often happened on the road where she had a car accident. Last month I always dreamed that my girl was sitting and crying on the road. I thought
I was wondering if she could not rest in peace, so I came here to find Mr. Mao and asked him to help my daughter rest in peace."
"I didn't expect, I didn't expect that my girl would actually be on that road all the time..."
"Little master, can you let us see my girl? Our old couple only has one daughter, and that daughter was picked up! Now that she is dead, we are helpless. We don't ask for anything, we just want to see her.
, okay?" What is that?
I took a closer look and saw a flash of light coming from inside the village, as if someone was walking out of the village with a flashlight.
That's right, that's a ray of light going out from the village.
"Hey, it seems like someone came out of the village!" Fatty Wu also noticed this group of light.
I hummed and said, "Yes, I saw it."
While we were talking, the light had already left the village and came towards us. It was a human being, a gangster.
The lights are not turned on in this village, and black people go to bed as soon as it's dark, but there are still people walking out from inside.
Soon, the person lighting the torch stopped at a three-way intersection not far in front of us!
The intersection was about fifty meters away from us. By the light of the fire, we saw two people holding torches. One man and one woman. If I read correctly, they were a middle-aged couple, because they
His movements don’t look like those of a young man. .??.
The woman held a torch in her hand, and the man held a dustpan in his hand. There was something in the dustpan.
Seeing the strange behavior of the two people, I walked towards them! Fatty Wu and Jin Yao followed closely behind.
Soon, we came to the two of them! They must be ethnic minorities nearby, because they were wearing national costumes. After seeing the three of us passing by, they raised their heads and looked at us, but it was just a look.
, just continue to do your own thing.
I also clearly saw what they were holding just now. What the woman was holding was a dried bamboo stick! The bamboo stick lit the fire and formed the torch she was holding.
The things the man was carrying in the dustpan were five bowls. The five bowls contained rice, wine, and some meat. These didn't really attract my attention. What caught my attention the most was the man inside the dustpan.
.
The Mao man has hands and feet. The hands have five fingers, and he wears a pair of small cloth shoes on his feet. There is a white cloth tied around his head, and the Mao man's facial features are painted on the white cloth.
Isn't this Mao man exactly the same as the Mao man that Mr. Wu Qi gave me? It's just that the facial features are slightly different, and the method and form are the same.
This must have come from Mr. Mao! And the couple must have gone to Mr. Mao.
At this time, the man holding the dustpan muttered something in his own minority language, and then put the Mao man in the dustpan into the fire.
Then, I saw the Mao people burning quickly! And as the Mao people burned, I saw a girl wearing ethnic minority clothes standing next to the fire.
It's that girl! That earthbound spirit we just saw on the way.
The girl was standing nearby, looking at her parents, with a sad face. I knew that she had been saved, and she also knew the fact that she had passed away! She was looking at her parents for the last time.
This is the same thing I did to the female ghost in the Chenghuang Temple last time. I also let her see her parents for the last time.
After burning the Mao people, the middle-aged man turned over all the bowls and placed them at the intersection with their mouths facing down. After finishing everything, he covered the five bowls with a dustpan and spoke in the local language.
I don’t know what he said again.
After saying that, he took the woman and left.
At this time, I saw the female ghost crying, crying sadly, but the two of them couldn't hear or see it. .
When they were about to leave, they raised their heads and looked at us without any intention of saying hello.
Seeing them about to leave, I quickly stopped the two of them, "Uncle, wait!"
After hearing my greeting, the two of them stopped and turned to look at me, "What's the matter?"
The uncle could speak Mandarin. When I heard this, I quickly stepped forward and said, "Uncle, we came here to find Mr. Mao, but when we came here, we saw that all the lights in Mao Village were turned off. Come out, so
We want to ask you what's going on in Maocun, why do you turn off the lights as soon as it gets dark?"
"Are you from outside?" the uncle asked, looking the three of us up and down.
I nodded and said, "Yes, we are coming from out of town."
"Then go back and come back tomorrow! See if you can see Mr. Mao tomorrow." As he spoke, the uncle took the woman beside him and left.
Hearing this, I was very puzzled! What does it mean to see if I can see Mr. Mao tomorrow?
"Uncle, what do you mean by this?" I walked up to the uncle again, stopped him and asked.
The uncle was a little unhappy when he saw me stopping him. I quickly said, "I know you are here to see Mr. Mao for your daughters, and I also know that Mr. Mao has some real abilities! Because I saw your daughter standing just now.
Crying at the crossroads."
When they heard what I said, both of them stared at me with their eyes wide open, feeling very surprised.
I continued, "Your daughter probably died in a car accident on the road ahead, right? We just saw her running on the road on the way here. She probably didn't know that she was dead. She knew just now,
So I stood by and watched you two cry."
"Really? Have you really seen my girl?" Before the uncle could speak, the aunt asked me in less fluent Mandarin.
No matter what nationality a person is, when she hears her ten-month-old child crying next to her, it will touch her heart. This is the so-called pity for parents in the world!
I hummed and said, "I really saw it, otherwise how would I know that your family has a daughter?"
As I spoke, I looked at the girl who was still standing by the fire and described, "Does she have long braids? She also has long hair hanging on her back, and she is wearing a red Mongolian robe.
There are white hairs from her neck to her chest, as well as on her cuffs. Her face is round, and her eyebrows are like willow leaves. By the way, she also has a mole under the corner of her eye, isn't that so?"
Listening to my description, both of them nodded excitedly and said, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, that is my girl, that is my girl. You, can you also be psychic? Can you let me see my daughter?"
ah?"
The woman shed tears and said to me sadly, "My girl died three years ago. She was only sixteen years old. She was hit and killed on the road by someone! When we found her, her chest was crushed!"
"We made a crossing for her, but people kept saying they met her on the road! Car accidents often happened on the road where she had a car accident. Last month I always dreamed that my girl was sitting and crying on the road. I thought
I was wondering if she could not rest in peace, so I came here to find Mr. Mao and asked him to help my daughter rest in peace."
"I didn't expect, I didn't expect that my girl would actually be on that road all the time..."
"Little master, can you let us see my girl? Our old couple only has one daughter, and that daughter was picked up! Now that she is dead, we are helpless. We don't ask for anything, we just want to see her.