Boss Zhou had fallen into the water more than once.
Especially in waters like ponds;
In hell,
In the dream,
Yes,
But this was the first time I fell into the water in real life, and I was knocked down by a crazy old man.
If I had known earlier,
Not so mean anymore,
Why would you bother to fight with a madman
Suffering this "brutal blow" for nothing,
What surprised Zhou Ze even more was that after falling into the water, the old man actually grabbed his shoulders tightly and at the same time tripped his calves with his legs, as if he was planning to drown with him.
Some villagers above were preparing to go into the water to rescue people, but Zhou Ze didn't dare to leave the choice of his own fate to these villagers. Instead, he grew his nails and poked the old man's back.
The old man who was clamping vigorously just now,
A moment of shuddering,
It just collapsed.
Zhou Ze carried the old man out of the water. Boss Zhou's swimming ability was just average, but this was not a big river, just a small pond, so it was not a big problem to carry an old man who was not very heavy up.
After landing, Xu Qinglang rushed directly to Zhou Ze and shouted:
"What's wrong with you? What happened?"
"It was Crazy Cui who went crazy and knocked the guy into the pond. Crazy Cui has been mad and swearing all day long, and now he's even preparing to kill someone."
"Call the police. He has no children, so it doesn't matter. But what if someone else in his family is pushed down next time?"
"Yes, call the police. It would be best if he were admitted to a mental hospital. He is becoming more and more outrageous."
The little girl knelt beside her grandfather, wiping her tears as she looked at his unconscious state, and yelling for him to wake up soon.
"Send him back. He has clues."
Zhou Ze said to Xu Qinglang.
Xu Qinglang nodded, without any doubt, he walked over and carried the old man up.
"I'll take him back first. Don't rush to call the police. Just deal with the current situation first. Don't panic."
After saying that, Xu Qinglang carried Old Man Cui out of the crowd.
Zhou Ze and the little girl followed behind.
The little girl was still crying all the way, and Zhou Ze felt a little guilty. He was the one who made the joke, and it was such a joke, so he deserved to be pushed into the water by the grandfather.
"Where is your home?" Zhou Ze asked the little girl.
"His home is in the mud house at the intersection ahead. The old man has no children and likes to drink. He has some mental problems, so his life is not very good."
Xu Qinglang is very familiar with the situation in the village.
Soon, everyone arrived at the location of the mud house.
Surrounded by two-, three-, or four-story small houses, there is a mud house that is very old from the last century, standing here, which is indeed quite eye-catching.
The door was not closed, perhaps there was nothing in this house worthy of the thief's attention.
The mud house has three rooms, with the living room in the middle. Half of it is filled with waste such as cans and wine bottles that the old man had just collected recently, and the other half is used to enshrine statues of gods. The end of the altar is kept clean.
On the left is the bedroom, with an old wooden bed, and on the right is the kitchen, which still uses an earthen stove.
Xu Qinglang put Old Man Cui down on the bed first, then looked at Zhou Ze and said, "Wake him up now?"
There was a sense of distrust in the words.
It’s not that he doesn’t trust Zhou Ze. Xu Qinglang just doesn’t believe that this old man who had been crazy since he was very young could have any clues.
This is not some novel on the shelves of a bookstore.
If you find a ring in the wilderness, there may be an old man living inside it.
The most awesome person in Shaolin Temple is the monk who sweeps the Sutra Repository.
"He has yin and yang eyes."
Zhou Ze said.
I can tell at a glance that I am a ghost.
There is no other explanation except the Yin-Yang eyes.
Moreover, Zhou Ze did not sense any other aura fluctuations from the old man. If the old man was a metaphysical person, there would be no need for him to directly push himself into the pond with his head to die together.
"Yin Yang Eyes?"
Xu Qinglang looked at the old man lying on the bed who had not woken up yet with some surprise.
“I really didn’t expect that.”
"He can tell who I am at a glance."
Zhou Ze walked to the threshold and sat down.
"I'm going out to buy something for dinner." Xu Qinglang said as he walked out of the house.
Zhou Ze waved to the timid little girl next to him, motioning her to come over.
The little girl was a little shy, and I called her several times before she came over, apologetically saying:
"Uncle, my grandpa didn't mean it. He really didn't mean it."
"Yeah, I know, it was uncle's fault, the joke went too far.
By the way, do you know what happened in the village recently? "
The little girl nodded.
"Did your grandfather tell you the reason?"
"Grandpa said, Grandpa said..."
The little girl found it difficult to speak and pinched her fingers, as if she was hesitating whether to say it or not.
"Don't worry, tell uncle, he won't tell anyone else."
“Grandpa said that the villagers were greedy for the compensation money. For that little bit of money, they even abandoned their ancestral tombs. If our ancestors knew about this, they would be furious.
Grandpa also said,
Originally the location of our village's ancestral graves was extremely good and they should not have been demolished here this time. It was the village chief who colluded with some people above him and forcibly moved this line here.
A few years ago, Xicun was demolished and the people in Xicun lost a lot of houses and money. Everyone moved into the city. The villagers were very jealous and also wanted to relocate. "
Zhou Ze heard this and nodded.
Perhaps the ancestors had some objections, but the ones who caused the trouble were probably not those ancestors whose “souls returned”.
"What else did your grandfather say?"
"He told me not to run around at night, saying that things were not peaceful recently and there were some dirty creatures running around in the village. I asked Grandpa what it was, whether it was a fox or a wild dog, but Grandpa wouldn't tell me."
Dirty things,
Running around
Come out at night
Zhou Ze lit a cigarette and pondered slowly in his mind.
The West Village that the girl mentioned before should be the village where Lao Xu lived before. East Village and West Village should have the same surname, and everyone's ancestral graves should be grouped together. With Lao Xu's current wealth, he should not be willing to covet this little compensation money. The reason he took on this matter was because he saw that his ancestors were buried there.
If it weren't for the ghost,
Could it be a spirit playing tricks again
If it was a spirit, then everything would make sense, but spirits are actually a little more troublesome to deal with than ghosts.
At this time, a cough was heard in the room and the old man woke up.
Zhou Ze walked to the bedroom door and looked at the old man who had sat up.
The old man glanced at the little girl standing next to Zhou Ze and immediately cursed, "You damned little devil, if you dare to lay hands on my granddaughter, I will...
I will... I will..."
After thinking for a long time, Old Man Cui couldn't think of any way to make further threats.
"I came here to solve the problem. I don't have time to mess with you. If you keep making trouble, I will use my connections to send this girl to an orphanage. Anyway, you don't look like you can take good care of a child."
"You... you dare..."
The old man's arrogance weakened a little immediately.
The little girl was very clever. She pulled out a small wooden stool for Zhou Ze to sit on. Zhou Ze thanked him, blew out a puff of smoke, pointed at the old man and said:
"Tell me, what's going on? You have the ability to see ghosts, right? You should be able to see things that those villagers can't see."
Old Man Cui pursed his lips a few times and asked tentatively, "Are you really here to help?"
"Is there any benefit in lying to you?"
"Okay, I tell you, this is a sin, this is a sin caused by our descendants! These people who have forgotten their ancestors, these people..."
"Let's get straight to the point. Are the people causing trouble in the village the ghosts of our ancestors?"
"No... no." Old Man Cui shook his head.
"Then why are you scolding them?"
"I just can't help being angry. What a good ancestral tomb, what a good Feng Shui location. My parents, grandparents, are all buried there, but when they dug it up, everyone's bodies rolled down together.
You are in me, I am in you,
No one can tell who owns whose property!
If this isn’t a sin, what is it?”
Zhou Ze nodded, "Go on, what exactly is it."
"Do you see the threshold of my house?"
"Yes, it's very high."
"Be more specific."
Zhou Ze stood up and walked to the threshold of the living room. The threshold was quite old, just like the old mud house, but there were two marks on the outside that were caused by recent friction.
"That night, he came and broke down my door, trying to get in.
But the threshold is too high.
He couldn’t jump.”
Zhou Ze raised his head and looked at Old Man Cui who was still sitting on the bed, and said in a deep voice:
"Zombies?"
“Cough, cough, cough…” Old Man Cui started to cough, “Apart from zombies, what else could it be?”
"Then why didn't you say anything?"
"That day, he was wearing clothes..." Old Man Cui said with a ferocious look on his face, "He was wearing the clothes of a local. How could I know who he was disguised as? It was dark, I couldn't see his appearance clearly, and I didn't dare to run outside to see."
"I'm back."
Xu Qinglang came back with some cooked dishes and bought a few boxed lunches.
"You're awake." Xu Qinglang glanced at Old Man Cui.
"Haha." Old Man Cui smiled and said nothing more. He knew Xu Qinglang. After all, he was also a child who grew up in this area. Without the help of others, Old Man Cui walked slowly to the living room.
Xu Qinglang put the dishes on the small table and brought a few stools.
The lunch boxes were placed on top, and the cooked vegetables were spread out on the plastic bags.
Zhou Ze sat down next to him, glanced at the small dining table, and asked curiously:
"Why did you buy only three lunch boxes?"
"What do you mean by buying three
There are only three of us, so buy three.
Do you have a better appetite today
Then I will give you some of my meal."