It was pitch dark outside, and we could only tell where the old woman was from the sound. Although she was moving very slowly, it was always weird, as if she was changing her position with every step she took.
"Ta-ta-ta..."
"What on earth is she doing?" Even I started to feel a little worried.
"Just rush out and tie her up. It won't be over until the first trial." Fatty Guo was yelling at the side.
"Keep your voice down!" I turned my head and glared at him, "What if I scare you away!"
At this time, the old woman happened to pass by the window. She was holding a portrait. The black and white portrait was under the pale lantern. The face looked very strange and sinister, with a face full of resentment and evil, and its eyes were covered with dark shadows.
And something about her suddenly hit my eyes.
They were a pair of red embroidered shoes.
Then she returned to the main hall.
The black pot and four pairs of bowls and chopsticks were still on the table. She was sewing the black cotton-padded jacket stitch by stitch, mumbling something. Not long after, when she came out, she had put on a black silk embroidered shroud, her waist
He tied the willow green blessing and longevity belt, caressed the portrait and said: "Old man, come here, I will sew you a coat so that you won't feel cold when you wear it. It's cool in the old tomb, so you won't feel cold when you put on the coat."
"My dear, is she celebrating her death?" Fatty Guo peeked through the crack in the door.
"Go over and take a look." Fatty Guo and I sneaked out and came under her window.
But we didn't expect that it was because we moved too much or the old woman had amazing ears. We had just raised the window slightly, and the old woman actually raised her head and looked out the window with dark eyes.
I pulled Fatty Guo down and hid under the window sill.
Hold your breath and feel your heart beating like a drum.
"Let's go!" I whispered softly.
The two of them hunched over and walked on tiptoe.
"Stop!" the old lady yelled in a dark voice, hunched over, staring at us coldly, and shouted: "I told you not to come out! I told you not to come out!"
The old woman roared fiercely and waved her claws crazily, as if she wanted to strangle us.
"Damn, this old woman looks so lame and crippled, how come her ears work so well!" Fatty Guo complained secretly.
"Who says it's not the case!" I knew I had no choice but to admit defeat this time, and I quickly thought of how to cover up the lie.
"Old man, I heard a noise in your room, so I came out to see if you need help..." I forced myself to calm down.
The old woman turned around and entered the house in despair, no longer paying attention to us, and murmured: "The damned ones are dead, why should the undead ones still die..."
The strong wind was still raging in the small village, and a few crows fluttered across the small courtyard.
Fatty Guo and I returned to the house, and everyone was silent.
"This is unbelievable. How come this old woman's ears are really good?" Fatty Guo wondered.
"That's not what I care about. I'm wondering who the pockmarked boy I saw when I entered the hospital was?"
"Illusion?" Huo Xinlan said.
The sound of the old woman's crutch leaning on the ground was particularly clear in the silent night, "ta, ta, ta...", each sound was like leaning on people's hearts, and the whole body was covered with hairy sweat.
"The old woman seemed to be pacing back and forth in the living room."
"Is she sick for celebrating the death anniversary this late at night?"
"She's not sick."
The old woman muttered in a dark voice: "Old man, you are here. I have been waiting for you for ten years. Oh, Sun Wazi, you are here too. My mother-in-law still left the cotton clothes for you...ah? What did you say? I
Can't you hear me clearly? Oh, I understand, you want a wife. In a few days, my mother-in-law will do a matchmaking for you to find out whose girl Niuniu died, so that she can find a matchmaker for you."
"It was another yin marriage. Dolma was almost killed by this feudal superstition at that time." I was in a state of confusion.
The old woman hummed a strange old mountain village tune: "Little grandma, please make a point, red rope, knot it...my aunt at home wears cotton-padded jackets, what kind of cotton-padded jackets, black cotton-padded jackets..."
After suffering until early morning, we hurried out of the hospital.
It was windy and rainy yesterday, so I couldn't see the whole village clearly when I walked into the village. The village is a bit old, and the dozens of sparse families on the hillside look even more decayed. There is a house not far away, and an old man is squatting in front of the door. The sound of smoking cigarettes.
The old man was old and haggard, with a sallow complexion, and he was smoking without raising his head.
"You said this isn't a ghost village, right?" Huo Xinlan, who was standing next to her, was already a little nervous after a night of torture.
"Then you have never stayed in Mawanggou. The situation here is much better than Mawanggou. The people in Mawanggou are all perverted and cruel. If you tell me, you may even have nightmares when you sleep!"
Huo Xinlan glared at me, wanting to tear me apart, "Stop bluffing me."
After a while, the old man sat up and walked in. At this time, the wooden doors of several nearby houses opened with a creak, and five or six strong men came out.
Those men looked ugly, had weird bodies, their clothes looked like they hadn’t been washed for decades, their faces were dirty, they were either hunchbacked or lame. They stared at us. After a few glances, they stared at us intently. Cheng Yiyun and Huo Xinlan's eyes were shining, as if they had never seen a woman before.
"What's going on with these people? Why are they so wretched?" Fatty Guo came in and said.
I deliberately blocked the lewd glances of those men, but those men had strange eyes and whispered.
"This place is similar to Mawanggou. All the young women have fled, and the rest are men. There won't be a woman here for a few years. Naturally, these men will look straight at her."
The village is muddy and waterlogged, the sky is still gloomy, and in the distance are the rolling plateau hills, snow peaks, and foggy clouds.
"Could this be another Mawang Valley?" Although the situation here is very similar to Mawang Valley, I still have a vague feeling that something is wrong.
"Is there something wrong with the terrain? Mawanggou is in a dense forest, inaccessible and easy to hide, and this village is right by the lake, surrounded by mountains. The terrain is narrow and cramped, but it is not completely isolated from the outside world." I muttered in my heart, " However, the people here are very weird, the village is full of old, weak, sick and disabled, these men are also disabled, and there is also the dead grandson, what is the problem? "
Those men peeked at Cheng Yiyun and Huo Xinlan from time to time. One of the men picked out his nose and stared at Cheng Yiyun sideways, smiling obscenely.
Cheng Yiyun naturally didn't even look at them. In my opinion, if I hadn't stopped them, these people might have been dead by now.
Or, he is already dead in her eyes.
However, Huo Xinlan was really a little scared, but the more scared she was, the more satisfied these people seemed to be.
Although Fatty Guo had nothing to do with Huo Xinlan, he was still a warm-blooded man, so he naturally had a lot of love for protecting flowers. Seeing how vulgar these mountain men were, he became very angry. So he stuck to them, and those men When they saw the burly Guo Fatty, they were naturally wary. However, the people in this poor and remote place were not intimidated. They actually pulled out a sharp knife from their waists.
Several men stared at Fatty Guo.
Fatty Guo said disdainfully: "You guys, don't you want to live anymore! Who gave you the courage to play with the fat man with a knife? Where do you get the confidence? Are you tired of living?"
When he raised his voice like this, those men became aware of it. Perhaps seeing that there were so many of us, they didn't dare to take risks. They glared at him angrily, glanced at Cheng Yiyun and Huo Xinlan reluctantly, and left sadly.
We walked all the way and left the village.
Along the way, the lake is blue and clean, like a magnificent gem inlaid on the mysterious plateau, the distant snow peaks are rolling, like a ring of white hada, and there are groups of Tibetan antelopes, yellow sheep, yaks, wild donkeys,
Enjoy the lush aquatic plants to your heart’s content.
The eagle hovers between the clouds and the sky, like a guardian spirit in the plateau sky.
After walking for a while, sparse houses appeared in front of us, as if we were in a town.
But when we approached the town, we were all shocked. Everything in front of us seemed familiar: scattered old cottages scattered at the foot of the barren mountains, the disabled and elderly people in the whole village...
"We're back again?!" I felt dizzy, "How could this happen?"
"We are going all the way north, how can we go around and come back?"
I stood at the end of the village and was so distraught that it was almost dark.
"How could it be possible to go wrong? Is the compass broken?" Huo Xinlan was stunned.
"I also took out the compass and looked at it when I was on the road, unless even my compass was broken." I held the compass in my hand and frowned.
At this time, a lame middle-aged man appeared at the end of the village. His hair was as long as a chicken coop. He was dressed in tattered cotton clothes, and his feet were bare and covered with mud. The man limped over.
, that face was full of wrinkles and looked very old, with dirt packed in the wrinkles, yellow teeth, and dirty eyes staring at Cheng Yiyun.
"I'm going into the village! The girl is going into the village! The girl is getting married in the village!" The man suddenly screamed with excitement, and ran all the way into the village, shouting: "The girl is going into the village! The girl is getting married in the village.
Here! The girl is entering the village..."
"This place seems not that simple." Cheng Yiyun said with a stern expression, "There must be magnetic minerals nearby, and the reserves are quite large, otherwise our compass would not malfunction."
"You mean the location of this village was intentional?" I turned to look at Cheng Yiyun, and I read a message from her eyes.
The wooden door of the nearest small courtyard was open, and several people walked out, carrying a stretcher with a long thing covered with black cloth.
The old man smoking a dry cigarette, and the few wretched men who had just peeked at Cheng Yiyun and Huo Xinlan... they all stood in front of the old home, whispering to each other.
If you look closely, you will see that the yard is where you rested last night, and the person lying in the stretcher should be the old woman. The stretcher is covered with black cloth, revealing a dry and white hand on one side, holding a green belt in it.
It was the longevity belt tied to the shroud that the old woman wore before she died.
Also, the pair of red embroidered shoes from last night.
It's like being dyed red by donating blood.
"She...is dead?" Fatty Guo asked in surprise.
I said nothing.
The situation changed so quickly that I was a little confused.
The onlookers of the villagers talked a lot: "Why did you hang yourself?"
"Hey, Mrs. Li has been keeping vigil for most of her life, why can't she think about hanging herself?"
"What a sin..."
Huo Xinlan tugged at the corner of my clothes and said, "What's wrong with you? You should be talking."
"We may have chosen the wrong direction!"
Chapter completed!