How dangerous the fetus is, of course needless to say.
I have been to Shouling Village twice. The first time I stayed in Shouling Village for six days. It has been half a year since I came out of the village. Big eyes said that I had gone to the underworld.
The second time I went with Big Eye and Zhang Ling. It was determined that Shouling Village was a non-existent village, and it was burned to ruins during the **. As for whether the fire was set off by the Red Guards or demons and ghosts, it is still a mystery to this day.
Now, the names of Fei Feiqu and Shouling Village have appeared again, let alone let us go, I feel uncomfortable even thinking about it.
The dangerous place, revisiting the old place, is even more daunting.
Back in the shop, Dayan and I started smoking suffocated cigarettes face to face, without speaking for a while. My heart is very complicated. For me, Shouling Village is definitely going to go, but it is unknown whether I am willing to go there. After all, this is not going to travel, maybe people will die.
The silence between the two was finally broken by the big eyes. He said, "Anzi, I have decided. Take a trip to Shouling Village with you."
I was so touched. If he is a bitch and must kiss him, I said: "Aren't you afraid of danger?"
Big eyes smiled and said, "We are brothers. We are taking risks for our brothers. I'm saying, if you are really a bachelor in the future, I will be a godfather for someone's child.
Be a godfather to my child in the future? Let's talk about this later.
But with big eyes escorting me, I feel more at ease.
In the afternoon of the next day, Zhang Tianshi's 168 sticks of incense was finally burned. I followed Big Eye into the consecration room, Big Eye bowed to the statue of Zhang Tianshi first, and then opened the sealing incense burner.
After burning 14 incense in seven days, the incense ash in the incense burner was almost full. Big Eye poured the gray incense ash out little by little, and finally poured out the "Little Hoe" amulet.
The amulet has lost its original color and turned into fragrant gray. Hold the amulet in your hand with your big eyes and squeeze it lightly with your thumb and index finger. The amulet is like a burnt and crispy stone and is broken into slag, and you continue with your fingers. Twist, the slag turned into powder again.
The powder falls in the incense ash, and it is impossible to tell which are incense ash and those are melted amulets.
The big eyes let out a sigh of relief, and said, "It's done!"
The negative card was successfully resolved, I am naturally very happy. This not only means that Lao Qiao will be safe, but also means that if the trip to guard the mausoleum fails, the same is true for Yiba Paying Ying.
It can be resolved in this way, without owing Marion's favor at all.
Put the ashes into the garbage bag and clean up the worship room. I immediately called Old Qiao, but after several calls, they were all turned off. I guess Old Joe shouldn't turn on the phone yet, so he didn't care about it either.
After returning home for a good rest, Dayan and I drove to Shouling Village early the next morning. It’s better not too late to go to Shouling Village. Although Marion used Thai spiritualism to calm the yin spirit in Yiba Paying, it didn’t last long, so every minute must be raced against.
At more than two o'clock in the afternoon, we arrived at Wazigou, a dozen miles away from Shouling Village.
Shouling Village and Fetusiqu are only separated by a mountain. The rumors about Shouling Village were learned from a sheep-herding uncle in Wazigou. I met him twice in Wazigou. The first time I met the head of Fang Jiu, he mistakenly thought I was a ghost.
Although we have heard the rumors about Shouling Village, as the closest village to Shouling Village, we stopped at Wazigou and wanted to continue to learn more about things, such as the Red Guards during the Cultural Revolution. .
I haven't been to Wazigou for more than a year, and it seems that Wazigou has become even more desolate. We didn't enter the village in the previous two visits to Wazigou, but we talked with the stocking uncle outside the village.
When I entered the village this time, I could only use the term "desolate" to describe Wazigou. I couldn't see a few people in the village. If you look closely, you will find that many houses are vacant, and you can see the weeds in the yard from the crack of the door.
There are even a few houses that have collapsed due to disrepair over time. The village is full of defeated scenes, which are veritable empty villages.
The so-called empty shell village means that after the reform, the strong laborers in the village were unwilling to endure the hardships in the village, and they all ran outside to explore the world. Naturally, those who became famous would not continue to go back and forth to the sky in seconds, even if they could not. Famous people, with the passage of time and contact with things, have caused some people to suffer in the city rather than return to their hometown, hoping that one day they will be able to, with time to revolve, to excel.
This situation is particularly serious in mountainous areas where the economy is underdeveloped. The Wazi Village in front of you is a typical empty shell village.
When we walked in the village, the people in the village were very unfriendly. Although no one embarrassed us, they all looked at us with hostile eyes. Big Eye and I both smiled at them with kindness, but basically
No one responded.
Pulling a relatively friendly villager, I first handed over a cigarette and asked him where the old sheep-herding man lives in the village. In Wazi Village, we only know the old man who keeps sheep. It will always be smoother to deal with him. At least he doesn't look as unfriendly as other villagers.
The villagers held by them look more than 40 years old, and their hands are covered with thick calluses because of heavy physical labor all the year round. The villager took the cigarette and said lightly: "He died, he died last year."
"How did you die?"
"Dead by a sheep."
Dayan and I were taken aback, and asked, "Ah? How could I be killed by a sheep?"
The villagers sneered and said: "The old gangster, thinking that the woman was crazy, he got up in the middle of the night and played gangsters on the ewe. As a result, the ram had a blood hole in his stomach with his horn, and his intestines flowed out when he was found.
Big Eye and I looked at each other. Sure enough, there are so many weird things in the remote areas, and there are such absurd things.
The villager asked: "Why are you looking for him?"
I took out a lighter and lighted him a cigarette, and said, "We want to ask him something about Shouling Village."
The villagers took a puff of smoke, lifted their triangular eyes, and said, "What is there to ask in the ghost village. Apart from being haunted, it is also haunted."
Big eyes accompanied with a smile and said, "To be precise, I want to ask about the dead man's cave in the ravine to the west of Shouling Village."
"That place is more damn evil, there are thousands of dead bones in the dead man's cave, and the whole ravine is gloomy during the day, and mice can't get out alive when they go in."
I asked: "Why are there so many dead people in the Dead Man's Cave?"
"Died during the Cultural Revolution. Why are you asking this?"
Big Eye said nonsense: "We are reporters and want to write an article about the Cultural Revolution period. Can you take a few minutes and tell us in detail."
The villagers said mockingly: "You cultural people really have nothing to do with enough food and support. For this kind of thing, you can ask Father Fang in the village. He is the oldest antique in the village. I have no time to talk to you."
I said to my heart that the people in Wazi Village were really abusive, but he called the person we were looking for "old man" instead of "old man". I can hear that Mr. Fang is quite respected in the village.
I laughed and asked the old man how to get to Fang's house.
The villager raised his hand and said, "Follow this road all the way to West Village and turn right at the three forks. He should be basking in the sun at this time."
Dayan and I thanked him again and again, and then followed the path he pointed out.
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