He waved his hand off Jian's head, lowered his eyes, and sneered, "You are just coaxing a child."
Chen Yang said without hesitation: "You are just a child."
Chao Jian looked at him expressionlessly.
Chen Yang was terrified, and let you speak without thinking, and really thought that this was an innocent brother.
"Look at what I said, a 19-year-old is not a child," Chen Yang pressed the boy's broad shoulders and said in a raised tone, "A real man should stand tall and upright."
Chao Jian stood up with the help of crutches, and his angle of looking at Chen Yang changed from looking up to looking down.
His already strong aura soared even further.
"Don't be so playful with me." The boy said condescendingly.
Chen Yang looked wronged: "I didn't laugh."
"You smiled inwardly."
Chen Yang: “…”
Is this the roundworm in his stomach
Chen Yang was suddenly startled. It seemed that his mentality had become younger and his temperament was slowly approaching that before the accident.
I don’t know when it started, and I don’t know whether it is good or bad.
Chen Yang was distracted for short time. He grabbed some milk slices and stuffed them into the boy's pocket, then turned around and went back to his stall.
Chao Jian stood there for a while with his head lowered without saying a word, then pulled up the hood of his sports jacket to cover the head that had been touched.
At noon, the smell of food wafted through the village.
Chen Yang was just about to ask his partner how to solve the problem of lunch when a villager came over with a big bowl in his hand and smiled. It was not for his stall, but for the middle-aged woman selling chickens next to him.
"Jiang Miao, Jiang Miao."
"ah… "
The dazed middle-aged woman turned around and said subconsciously: "Uncle Li..."
Uncle Li's smile froze instantly, his face turned pale, and he glared at the woman fiercely.
The middle-aged woman knew she had said the wrong thing, so she quickly changed her words: "It's Jiang Da, you...what's the matter?"
"The meal is ready at home. I'll bring it to you." Uncle Li, who is always cheerful, said in a cold tone.
"Oh, oh, thank you Jiang Da."
Uncle Li stopped as he was about to leave, turned around and said calmly: "Jiang Miao, you have to work hard, the Jiang family is counting on you."
"Ah?" The middle-aged woman holding the big bowl was confused for a moment, and said hurriedly, "I know, I will, I will."
Chen Yang thought strangely, the Jiang family relies on Jiang Miao
What about the ginger man
So far, the clues include that Jiang Ren was sick, didn't like being called a man, and killed someone.
Jiang Miao is the younger sister. She is of marriageable age. In Jiang Da's eyes, she is more valued than Jiang Ren.
Chen Yang looked at Uncle Li's back. He was one of the two Jiang Das in Laoji Village. The other one was a man selling steamed buns with a broken hand.
Xiaoxiang and Chen Xishuang were called by the wrong names, and strange things just happened to them.
Uncle Li reacted strongly when his name was called wrongly.
That is to say, in addition to things like being possessed by evil spirits and having nightmares, there will be even more terrifying consequences.
Is it based on the number of times? If you exceed the number, you will die
Or, being called the wrong name many times won't kill you, but it's scarier than death...
Chen Yang shouted to Uncle Li: "Jiang Da, help me get a bowl of rice too!"
The middle-aged man ignored him.
Chen Yang thought that since he was not from the village, the other party would not deliver lunch to him. But when he met other people and heard Wang Xiaobei say that Jiang Da had delivered lunch to her, he looked a little surprised.
"It's a big bowl, and the food is packed very tightly, as if they were afraid I wouldn't be full." Wang Xiaobei said, "But I can't finish it, it's too much, really, all those dishes..."
Without waiting for Wang Xiaobei to say anything, Da Yan said, "Send it to me too."
Chen Yang looked at Xiao Xiang, and the other party nodded to him.
Chen Yang looked at his male compatriots and they all looked confused.
What are you sending? Food. What kind of food? You're sending food
"…" Chen Yang came to a conclusion through this phenomenon, "Jiang Da only delivers food to Jiang Miao."
No matter the ginger people.
eccentric.
Although Chen Yang didn't say it directly, everyone could think of those two points based on his words.
Wang Xiaobei adjusted her black-framed glasses: "Jiang Da is the father, right?"
"The relationship is out. It's a family of three: father, brother, and sister."
Xu Dingyi grabbed something from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth. It made a crunching sound. "This is too unreasonable. Generally speaking, boys are favored over girls, but why is it the opposite in the Jiang family?"
Chen Xishuang glanced at Xu Dingyi's pocket, and then at the crumbs that came out of his mouth when he spoke. What was he eating that smelled so good
"Dear, please have the nerve to join us."
Xu Dingyi smiled flatteringly: "Don't be like this, I have no choice. If it were you, I would do the same. Who wants to die? Don't you think so?"
Chen Xishuang snorted: "Then it's all your fault. We agreed to keep it and not sell it, but you didn't learn your lesson."
"My business is so good that I forget about it when I'm busy."
"We have to shoulder the consequences you caused together with you. Can we just forget about it?"
Chen Xishuang raised his head to reveal a section of his snow-white neck. The circle of strangulation marks was shocking: "Look at mine, it's almost broken, and it still hurts. My skin is tender to begin with, but it's healed now."
Xu Dingyi said shamelessly: "It has already happened, so let's not talk about it. Besides, not only was my neck strangled, my knees were also injured. I have accepted the punishment. If you find any clues later, I will remember them and will never make mistakes again to implicate everyone!"
He never stopped talking while he made the promise.
Wang Kuanyou did not comment: "Let's talk business."
"Children are like the flesh of your hand. They are all the same. You shouldn't give more weight to one side than to the other."
Zhang Guangrong is still single in his forties, with no children or wife. He was touched by his family environment, and he said coldly, "It's not fair to treat everyone equally."
Xu Dingyi stuffed some more food into his mouth and interrupted incoherently: "So, it's better to be an only child. No one will fight over it, and parents won't compare their two children. That kind of thing, whether intentional or not, is harmful."
Wang Kuanyou pinched the bridge of his nose: "This is getting too far off topic."
"I don't think it's going too far, but getting closer to the truth." Xu Dingyi said in a humorous tone, "Have you ever been looked down upon at home?"
"Even if you don't do anything or say anything, you will still be scolded. It's a sin to just breathe at home. This is the redundant one."
"… "
It was noon and Chen Yang felt a little hairy all over. From the time he entered the mission world until now, the three people from the Jiang family had never appeared, yet they had always existed.
They all are.
The existing information gradually makes the image of Jiang Ren fuller.
Others asked him to give in to his sister. The reason might be that he had given in for too long and didn't want to give in anymore. Jiang Da loved Jiang Miao and didn't like him.
Chen Yang guessed that this was the Jiang people's curse.
There was just one thing he didn't understand: The Grudge revolved around selling things at a stall for three days and making a profit of 1,500.
The Jiang people want the Jiang family to make money? Why
Chen Yang told his partner his thoughts: "What do you think?"
Chao Jian: “Yeah.”
This is an acknowledgement of his line of thought.
Chen Yang wanted to hear more, so he said to Jian before him, "I'm hungry. Go find something to eat."
"Let's go have lunch. You can ask around at the market to find out what you've eaten." After saying that, Chen Yang pulled Chao Jian away.
Chen Xishuang wanted to follow him, but his desire to survive didn't let him move. He saw Xu Dingyi reaching into his pocket again, his hands and mouth covered in oil. "What are you eating?"
Seeing that he was not so angry anymore, Xu Dingyi spread his hands in a flattering manner: “Here.”
Small yellow strips made of flour, one by one, mixed with sesame seeds.
Wang Xiaobei's eyes lit up as she was about to leave: "Golden Fruit Stick."
"Yes, yes." Xu Dingyi grabbed another handful.
Chen Xishuang said, "You put fried food directly in your pocket. How dirty."
"I ate it myself, how can it be dirty?"
Xu Dingyi stretched out his greasy hands and patted the backpack behind him: "I still have some in my bag, do you want some?"
Chen Xishuang still complained that it was too greasy and went against his healthy diet.
Wang Xiaobei didn't really want to eat, but she didn't move her eyes away.
Xu Dingyi took out a large bag of golden fruit sticks from his backpack, and found a convenient bag, preparing to pour some for Wang Xiaobei.
As a result, he poured too much and he didn't want to give it to her anymore. He wanted to pour some back himself, or just keep the large portion and let Wang Xiaobei take the small portion.
Da Yan had been harassed by fat men before. She hated fat people of the opposite sex the most. Seeing Xu Dingyi dithering, and thinking of his obscene intention to stay together last night, she immediately said with disdain: "You are a man, can't you give in a little?"
Xu Dingyi blushed in embarrassment when the beautiful woman said that, and then he gave in, and Wang Xiaobei took the big bag.
The temperature at noon was much higher than yesterday, and it was a bit sunny. Most of the stalls in the market were empty, and no one knew where people had gone to rest.
Chen Yang and Chao Jian sat on the roadside eating meat buns.
Chen Yang collapsed after squatting for a while. He looked at his and Chao Jian's stalls, ate the steamed bun in small bites, and drank some water after each bite.
This was a large porcelain jar of water that Chen Yang brought back after running back to the village. It tasted sweet.
Chen Yang looked at the Chinese character "喜" (happiness) on the porcelain jar, with a dragon and a phoenix on its left and right, and two azalea flowers. This was also the character on the pillowcase they used to sleep on.
"There are peppercorns in the steamed bun." Chen Yang spat on the ground.
Chao Jian also ate it, without even frowning: "I brought it in when I stuffed the braised meat."
Chen Yang's mouth was full of bitter and numb taste: "I have a trauma about it."
Seeds, Lin Yue, a large pool of mucus mixed with string... He couldn't do it anymore.
Chao Jian looked at Chen Yang's expression as if he had eaten shit, and he couldn't even swallow the meat bun in his mouth: "Put away that expression."
"I can't put it away." Chen Yang took a few sips of water to dilute the taste in his throat. "I'm going to take a walk and will be back soon. From here, we can observe our stall and it won't be exposed to the sun. Don't change places. Wait for me here."
Chao Jian used his cane to hit Chen Yang's calf and said casually, "Give me your half bun."
Chen Yang gave it to him naturally.
After walking for a while, Chen Yang felt a little awkward in his heart. Originally, only his sister would eat his leftovers, but now there is one more person.
If the positions were reversed, he found that... he could eat it too.
Are all partners like this
Chen Yang has no one to refer to. He will ask other partners when he meets them in the future.
It doesn’t matter, don’t think about it, the key is task-related.
Chen Yang passed by Li Ping and was stopped by him to ask how much he had earned.
Without waiting for Chen Yang to give a number, Li Ping answered himself: "Definitely more than me."
Chen Yang saw his frustration: "Is the fish hard to sell?"
Li Ping picked up his big gold chain and chewed it: "This kind of wild crucian carp is as long as a chopstick. It should be ten yuan a piece."
"It's only 5 dollars, it's too cheap, how can I sell it?"
Then he said to Chen Yang: "For example, the price of the items you sell is no more than 4 yuan each, and they are basically 2 or 3 yuan. However, there are many varieties. If this one doesn't sell well, there are other things that can be sold. I only have fish."
Chen Yang said: "There are also those who only sell one kind, and they sell better than me."
Li Ping stopped talking.
Chen Yang looked at the black fish heads in the plastic bucket. They were packed densely together and all looked very energetic, without any of them having their stomachs turned upside down.
"There are other fish sellers in the market, and they all sell very good fish. Why don't you go and learn from them?"
Li Ping ignored him and refused to listen to Chen Yang's advice.
Chen Yang didn't waste any more words. When he turned around and left, a voice came from behind him.
"I didn't return the money to that person yesterday, and since then no one has come. At first I didn't think much of it, and hoped to shout more today, but I didn't expect that there would still be no one today. People walked past me without stopping, as if I didn't exist."
Chen Yang's breathing quickened. Was it the butterfly effect
The twenty-five stalls are run by three members of the Jiang family, each doing their own business. Whoever ruins the Jiang family's reputation will no longer be visited by anyone at his stall.
This rule is really...
Li Ping's eyes were empty. "Now one person has died, and there are 24 people left. The total amount is 1,500, and the per capita income has increased from 60 to 62.5."
"There's still a day and a half left. If I can find a way to sell more, I can, but no one will come to my place."
Chen Yang said: "The world of missions is full of variables, and there may be a turnaround until the last moment."
"Will there be?"
Li Ping was distracted and caught the gold chain, scratching the wound on his neck. He cursed in pain, but his spirits improved a lot.
Chen Yang saw Li Ping leaving the stall and asked him where he was going.
"Let's go." Li Ping waved his hand.
Chen Yang looked away and asked the man who was selling calves: "Is this a yellow cow or a water buffalo?"
The eldest brother was from another place, wearing a straw hat: "We have both."
Chen Yang asked how to distinguish them.
"Look at the horns. The short ones are oxen, and the long ones are buffaloes." The eldest brother showed his yellow teeth enthusiastically. "You can also look at the color of the fur."
Chen Yang thought that he was someone who could talk to him. He looked at the calves one by one, and then went to look at the old cow lying on the ground at the back.
The eldest brother suddenly shouted anxiously: "Ginger! Don't get too close! Cows can't stand red clothes!"
Chen Yang froze. The clothes he was wearing were gray.
“Get out of the way!”
The eldest brother ran over and pulled him aside, waving a rope to stop the restless old cow.
Chen Yang looked at himself, then looked at the old cow that was about to charge up, and swallowed his saliva.
My brother must be color blind.
Moreover, it’s not that the cow cannot see red. If you shake a piece of cloth of a different color in front of it, it will still push forward.
The fact that Lao Niu had such a big reaction to him had nothing to do with the color of his clothes, which meant that...
As Chen Yang thought about this, his mouth opened and closed uncontrollably, and a strange sound came out of his throat, thin and soft.
"I was just walking, I didn't provoke you."
"Why are you all bullying me? Did I do something wrong, Jiang Miao..."
"Go to hell..."
“Go to hell!”
After Chen Yang smashed a stone at the old cow, his consciousness returned to his own hands. He sat on the ground, gasping for breath, his pale face covered with sweat.
I had wondered what it felt like to be possessed and prayed that it would never happen, but I just experienced it unexpectedly.
Don't want to recall.
The old cow's eyes were hit and bleeding. The brother who sold the cow said nothing. He just tied the rope with his hands shaking.
Chen Yang's hands were also shaking. Jiang Ren had been charged by a bull at the market that year.
And he threw stones at it.
The same cow
The life span of a cow seems to be 20 to 30 years.
Suddenly, a voice came from above my head, low and cold: "You said you would be back soon, how long has it been?"
Chen Yang grabbed the crutches and climbed up.
"I'm possessed." He said to the boy with lingering fear.
He frowned at Jian.
Chen Yang waited for a while, but there was no other reaction. The corners of his mouth could not help twitching. This person was not afraid of ghosts, people, or anything.
No, this person is afraid of nightmares and seemed to have been scared to tears last time.
Chen Yang held onto Chao Jian's cane all the way and asked, "Do you know anything about school bullying?"
"When a student was bullied, the number of people who watched and took photos was even greater than those who took action... How can I put it? I can't describe it. I have always wondered what happened behind such a large-scale curse."
Chao Jian said: "Those fragments have already been pieced together to form a corner. You know it in your heart. Don't ask questions when you already know the answer."
Chen Yang touched his nose: "I just want to discuss this with you."
Chao Jian stopped and looked at him sideways with an indifferent expression: "Discuss bullying? It's a social issue. Go back and look it up on the Internet yourself."
Chen Yang: “…”
He didn't know why he asked, "Have you ever been..."
He woke up before I finished asking the question. It's impossible. How could this person encounter those things
Ridiculous question, it makes my brain spin.
Chen Yang observed Chao Jian. The other party seemed not to have heard those words and did not know what he was going to ask.
"Let's go find Xu... Find Jiang Ren. I have something to ask him."
Chen Yang had just been possessed not long ago, and his nerves were still a little fragile, so he needed his partner to accompany him. He pointed to the other party and said, "It's just in front. I'll go back after I finish asking."
Chao Jian pulled the crutch out of his hand.
Chen Yang held it again.
Chao Jian drew again.
The two of them fought back and forth for three or five times, and it ended with Chen Yang's victory.
Xu Dingyi was wiping his hands in front of the stall, but they were so greasy that he couldn't get them clean no matter what he did. He wanted to close the stall in the evening and go back to ask the village chief if he had any soap.
When Chen Yang came over, Xu Dingyi thought he had brought another clue and quickly stood up.
"What's wrong?"
"You didn't sell the dung bucket this morning..."
Xu Dingyi interrupted in dissatisfaction: "What are you doing? Didn't I tell you not to bring it up? I've already apologized, but it's meaningless to bring it up again, isn't it?"
Chen Yang said: "I want to ask you if you sold anything after that."
Xu Dingyi shook his head.
Chen Yang nodded: "Indeed."
"Sure enough, this is normal."
Xu Dingyi burped, his breath smelling greasy. "Business can't always be good. I must have sold more in the afternoon."
Chen Yang told him about Li Ping's situation.
Xu Dingyi was not stupid, and he understood Chen Yang's meaning without much effort. He said with a smile: "That's impossible. I can't possibly sell nothing. I will sell a lot in the afternoon. Just wait and see!"
Chen Yangxin said that it would be best if it could be sold.
One less rule is one less.
Xu Dingyi didn't take it seriously. Chen Yang was indeed good at finding clues, but this time it was a bit funny.
As for ruining one's reputation, he has already been punished, hasn't he
Xu Dingyi is fat. Since he was a child, many people have said that he looks blessed. The old people who go to the market like him very much.
Xu Dingyi's business was so good yesterday, and the same was true this morning. He didn't believe that he wouldn't be able to make any sales next time.
However, during the entire afternoon, Xu Dingyi didn't sell a single item.
He seemed to be blocked, the stall and he became invisible, no one came no matter how he shouted.
However, all of Li Ping's fish were sold.
Xu Dingyi saw hope. If Li Ping ruined his reputation and business, then he would have it too.
The punishment is probably time-limited, so it will be over tomorrow.
Tomorrow is the last day.
Xu Dingyi is currently earning 97.00 yuan. As long as no one dies, it would be enough even if he doesn't earn a penny tomorrow.
Chen Yang asked Li Ping how he sold it.
Li Ping licked his fingers and counted the paper bills one by one: "I don't know. I didn't even think I could sell them. I shook the bucket and was bored and wanted to count how many fish there were in it. As soon as I started to count, someone came."
"Then came the second, the third, the fourth... Before I knew it, I had sold out one barrel, and then three more barrels."
Li Ping sighed dramatically: "Business is so good that it feels like a dream."
Everyone is envious.
Xu Dingyi asked Li Ping: "How much did you earn? 200?"
Others also want to know if there is that number.
"375." Li Ping said after counting.
Everyone: “…”
Chen Xishuang was so angry that he said sourly, "So many? I just passed 100!"
Wang Kuanyou was similar to Chen Xishuang. He smiled at Li Ping and said, "Congratulations, you've passed the per capita quota test."
Li Ping put the money into the inner pocket of his coat and said, "Don't worry, this business is good as long as it's said. The money will come as soon as it's said. It's a sure thing."
Chen Yang touched his paper note, 129. His main source of income was bamboo rakes, and there were a lot of them. The village wholesaled a lot of them, and some were still to sell. He asked Chao Jian how much he had earned.
Chao Jian didn't reply.
Before Chen Yang could ask, an old black dog entered his field of vision.
It had a few bald spots on its body, it was the one I met the day before yesterday.
Chen Yang remembered that the dog was very ferocious. He was about to pull Chao Jian to hide from it, but the next scene made him open his eyes wide.
The old black dog barked at Chen Yang and his gang just like last time, but this time it only barked twice before running towards Li Ping, wagging its tail, and constantly nudging his legs with its head and licking his shoes.
Chen Yang's dangling fingers curled up.
Dogs will be very wary of the smell of strangers, and will not let down their guard even if they don't bark. Where does their closeness to Li Ping come from
Like meeting an old friend.
wrong!
He is not Li Ping...
He is not Li Ping!
Chen Yang felt a chill all over his body and took a few steps back, grabbing Chao Jian's arm.
Chao Jian's face twitched in pain.
Wang Kuanyou noticed their movements and turned his suspicious eyes to Li Ping. He soon noticed the unusual reaction of the black dog.
"You are not..."
Wang Kuanyou's face changed drastically and he said to everyone: "He is not!"
"No..." Xu Dingyi didn't react.
Before she could finish her words, Wang Xiaobei ran away screaming in fear, and the others followed suit.
Chen Yang was still there. His partner couldn't run away, and he couldn't leave him behind.
"Excuse me... who are you?"
Chen Yang tried to talk to the one who was touching the dog's head.
The other party walked towards the village without responding. His relatively strong body became hunched, his black hair turned gray and thin, and his jacket turned into a coarse cloth.
That was an old man.
Chen Yang didn't dare to chase him. He asked Chao Jian with a pale face, "Is that man Jiang Da?"
He said to himself: "Not necessarily, there are other ghosts in the village."
Anyway, it’s not Li Ping.
Where is Li Ping? Where did he go
Is it not him in the afternoon
"Have you left?"
The group of people who ran away turned back cautiously, each with a different expression.
Some were embarrassed, some were still scared, and some felt guilty. Chen Xishuang was like that. He cried to Old Chen's family: "I reacted instinctively."
"I understand. Okay, stop crying." Chen Yang was calmed down by his crying.
Wang Kuanyou said solemnly: "Something must have happened to him before we even noticed."
No one could imagine what taboo he would violate.
It is impossible for a fish seller to sell his dung basket.
Xu Dingyi was the most uneasy person in the group. Li Ping had a ruined reputation just like him, and he also couldn't sell anything after that. Now Li Ping was missing and his whereabouts were unknown.
Nine times out of ten, he's dead. He won't be the next one, right
"What are you all doing here?"
The village chief appeared out of nowhere, still wearing the same clothes and the same cloth wrapped around his head. He said sternly, "Do you still want to take care of the stall?"
Everyone was shocked.
The five ginger men yesterday and the twelve ginger men today all had marks of being strangled on their necks.
With such a huge visual impact, the village chief and other villagers seemed to be blind.
The village chief didn't ask who was missing or how it happened. He just wanted to see 1,500 before closing the stall tomorrow.
He doesn't care how much the per capita income will increase if there are fewer people.
"Village Chief, what time do you close the stall tonight? It's the same as last night..."
Chen Yang's words were interrupted by a series of dog barking.
It was still the old black dog. Without any familiar people around, it became ferocious again, barking "woof woof woof" loudly.
The village chief shouted a few times, and the old black dog lay on the ground, growling in a suppressed manner. It did not wag its tail, nor did it come over to lick his trouser legs.
Chen Yang remembered that the man with a missing ear was the one who came out to look for the dog the day before yesterday. Was that ghost an elder in his family
"You will rest at 8 o'clock tonight and open the stall at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning."
The village chief’s words made Chen Yang’s face change.
Everyone looked shocked.
"Opening the stall at nine tomorrow? That's too late!"
"Can't we do it like today?"
"Yes, we closed the stall an hour earlier and opened it six hours later. The time was shortened so much, we..."
"We don't need to rest that long."
"Yes, we don't..."
The village chief was so annoyed by their noise that he banged his pipe against the wall, his eyes bulging out: "I told you a long time ago not to count on the last day, you think I'm talking nonsense, right?!"
"… "
Did you say this, old man
Chen Yang asked: "When will the stall close tomorrow?"
"Six o'clock."
Everyone:"… "
Suffocated.
The closing time on the last day was unexpectedly earlier.
Then they can only sell for 9 hours tomorrow.
Although their per capita amount is safe now and far exceeds 62.5, the task prompt is to make more money.
The fact that “more” doesn’t have a specific number will make them feel uneasy.
After closing the stalls, everyone split into several groups. Chen Yang and Chao Jian walked around the village to see if there were any elderly people.
It’s best if he’s too old to walk.
It doesn't matter if they are crazy or stupid, they are all important supporting characters in the movie and can provide breakthrough clues.
Qian Qin also went out. He acted alone and did not join the team. He only spoke a few words to Chen Yang in such a long time since he came in.
The rest of the people were inside and outside the house.
"Aren't we going to worship our ancestors tonight?" Chen Xishuang muttered as he sat on a small bamboo chair.
Xu Dingyi broke off the golden fruit stick and ate it listlessly: "If one person is missing, we can't worship it."
"No way." Chen Xishuang said, "My understanding of drawing lots is that the five of them draw one person as a representative, and then the other party shakes the bamboo tube full of bamboo sticks and randomly pours one out."
“Even one person can shake the bamboo stick.”
Xu Dingyi said: "That's because it wasn't the right time. The stall closed at 9 o'clock last night, and we went there after that."
Chen Xishuang's eyes widened when he heard him talk about time: "I feel that the time for ancestor worship will change. It won't always be nine o'clock. Think about it, tomorrow is the last day, and the stall will be closed at six o'clock. We still have to worship our ancestors. It's impossible for them to let us go easily."
“We don’t understand ancestor worship, and those who do understand cannot speak about it.”
Chen Xishuang poked his head into the room. Liu Shun and Zhang Guangrong were both lying on the kang. He felt that they looked like they were waiting to be put into a coffin, and he felt a kind of relief that he could not resist life and death.
Is ancestor worship so scary
Chen Xishuang didn’t dare to imagine that the ancestral hall was one of the filming locations for ghost movies, especially the ancestral halls from the old times.
Xu Dingyi broke off a few golden fruit sticks and stood up: "Let's go find Jiang Da!"
Chen Xishuang: “…”
"They are in the house."
Xu Dingyi grabbed his shoulder and said, "You know who I'm talking about."
Chen Xishuang broke free from Xu Dingyi's claws and shook his head fiercely: "I don't know, I don't know, I'm going to go into the house and sleep!"
Xu Dingyi was extremely panicked. He knew that Li Ping, who had the same experience as him, must not die, otherwise he was afraid that he would not live to see tomorrow.
"It's only a little after eight o'clock now. There are a lot of people in the market and lanterns everywhere. There's nothing to be afraid of."
Chen Xishuang remained unmoved.
It’s scary because of the lanterns. Everyone’s faces are illuminated red, which is scary.
Seeing that he couldn't persuade Chen Xishuang, Xu Dingyi wanted to drag him away by force. Wang Kuanyou, who had been silent for a long time, stood up and said, "I'll go with you."
"Really?" Xu Dingyi said excitedly, "Let's go, let's go find Li Ping."
Wang Kuanyou handed his backpack to Chen Xishuang: "Please put it in the house for me."
Chen Xishuang watched them disappear into the corner, curled his lips and said, "Am I too timid? How can I get clues if I don't look for them? I can't just rely on others to find them and tell me. Don't be a greedy person. Oh, I should have agreed just now."
"What are you mumbling about?" Liu Shun came out of the house with his clothes and hair in disarray.
"Nothing, nothing."
Chen Xishuang threw Wang Kuanyou's backpack into the house and came out to sit under the eaves and chat with Liu Shun.
Liu Shun was eating the watermelon frost Zhang Guangrong gave him, and he choked up as he spoke: "Are you scared?"
Chen Xishuang nodded like a chick pecking at rice.
Liu Shun said abruptly: "There are still thirty-five minutes."
Chen Xishuang didn't understand what it meant.
Liu Shun did not explain. There were still thirty-five minutes until nine o'clock, and the village chief might come to call them to worship their ancestors, and at least one person would be reduced from the twenty-four people.
No, not twenty-four.
Li Ping must have been killed.
Now there are only twenty-three left.
Wang Xiaobei moved a small stool to the door and started talking to Chen Xishuang in a casual manner.
She wants to room with the boys tonight.
When there are more people, the yang energy is stronger, and ghosts will be afraid of them.
Wang Xiaobei rubbed her left fluffy slipper against her right foot: "What does that guy pretending to be Jiang Da want to do?"
"He wants to do business, right?" Chen Xishuang used his imagination. "I saw that he was very excited when counting money, and he was very skilled. And from what he said, he was probably a peddler when he was alive, and his business was not very good."
"Maybe he's the fishmonger!" Chen Xishuang suddenly said loudly.
Wang Xiaobei was so scared that she trembled: "Jiang Da, what do you think?"
Liu Shun: "I agree with Jiang Ren's statement."
Wang Xiaobei thought of something and shivered even more: "Are there many... in this village?"
Liu Shun slowly comforted him, "Our mission targets the three members of the Jiang family. The others will not harm us. Their world also has its own rules. Don't worry."
"You won't hurt us? If you just come out for a while, you'll be scared to death."
Liu Shun smiled and said, "Just exercise more and it will be fine."
Wang Xiaobei felt that he was like her father, with a kind personality and good temper, and was the easiest to get along with among the three middle-aged men.
A basin of dirty water was poured out. Da Yan glanced at them and went back to the house to get some water to wash her face.
She asked Xiao Xiang who was sitting on the chair: "Aren't you going to wash?"
Xiao Xiang was looking at the photos on her phone, all of which were of the market from various angles. She said calmly, "I'm going out soon."
Da Yan stopped putting the towel into the basin and asked: "When?"
Xiaoxiang said wait a minute.
Da Yan pushed her hair aside and said, "Can you call me?"
Xiao Xiang said indifferently: "Okay."
Upon hearing this reply, Da Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Yesterday, she despised Wang Xiaobei and Xiang Tiantian for sticking together and pretending to have a sisterhood that was totally unnecessary. But today, she overturned her own thoughts.
Companions are important.
Da Yan soaked the towel in warm water and washed her face with her eyes closed. She opened her eyes and looked at the small mirror on the wall, then closed her eyes again and continued washing her face.
When drying her face, Da Yan felt an eyelash had fallen out of her eye, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.
She put the wet towel in the basin and looked at her eyelids in front of the mirror to find her eyelashes.
The person in the mirror was also picking his eyes.
Da Yan paused.
Sometimes it's like this, looking at myself in the mirror, it feels weird.
Especially when washing your face.
Da Yan continued to flip her eyelids, and soon she found the small eyelash that had fallen into her eye, and then carefully pinched it out with her fingertips.
Just as she was about to wipe the eyelashes off her hand, her body suddenly stiffened.
Something is wrong...
Something is wrong!
The next moment, Da Yan pulled her eyelids hard in front of the mirror and found a small, light brown mole on her lower eyelid.
Did you have a mole there before
No!
There was no mole before!
Da Yan stared at herself in the mirror, and herself in the mirror was also staring at her.
Why is there an extra mole
How come there is an extra mole...
Da Yan felt creepy. There was no mole on her face when she washed it just now. She covered the other half of her face with trembling hands and looked at the half with the mole through the mirror.
I realized that half of the face was not hers.
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