matchmaking

There is still a long distance from the rented house to the entrance of the village, and there is only a crescent moon hanging in the sky along the road, like a half-closed eye coldly looking down on the ground.The moonlight was not very bright, reflecting a thin layer of frost on the bumpy road.

The mountains near and far rise one after another to melt the thick shadows of splashed ink. Occasionally, nocturnal owls flutter out of the forest tops, hissing and vomiting hoarsely.

The mountain village becomes more and more deserted at night.

The buildings are silent, and the doors of the courtyards are closed.There are a few lights, scattered in the vast night, also vaguely, like incense candles dying in front of the tombstone.

Luo Youning walked behind, and Qiao Jing held his hand.

He always felt that someone was following them. Sometimes it was the aggressive and crisp sound of high heels, and sometimes it was the heavy and frightening muffled sound of heavy leather shoes, and more often it was the sound of children jumping and jumping. No, but it just happened to bite him like a ghost.

Luo Youning couldn't help but look back a few times, but there was silence behind them, only the endless night was chasing them.

The flashlight emits a beam of straight light, and the afterglow shines on the dry weeds on both sides. From time to time, a fat field mouse or a small snake with a thin head will swim out.

The man was leading the way, and he was talking to Qiao Jing all the way, not saying a word.

After a while, he said: "The family you are looking for moved out of the village not long after its bones were found out of the pool."

After a while, he said again: "What's the matter? It's the direct descendants who came out of their house. The bones are broken and the tendons are still connected. If they did something like that, can the villagers easily forgive their family?"

After a while, he sighed again and again: "Oh, you blamed me for the harsh words. In fact, I also hated their family at the beginning. Why did they raise such animals."

Most of the time, he kept his voice extremely low, and Luo Youning couldn't hear clearly, and he could only detect the indescribable pain from a few sentences: "Since my youngest daughter passed away, my eldest son has been with me for many years. Didn't come back."

"...It's absurd to say that he always felt that he had harmed his sister. Every time he called, he told me that if he hadn't come back, hadn't brought his sister a nice skirt, and hadn't made his sister dress up beautifully, Wouldn't his sister be targeted, taken away, and tortured like that?"

The man became more and more like talking to himself, and kept saying: "My mother-in-law has gone crazy since the bones of my child were sent back. She asks my daughter-in-law when she will come back every day. I took her to the county hospital for treatment, and then went to the city I went to the hospital and tried all kinds of talisman paper folk remedies, but they couldn’t cure her, and she went crazy at night, and told me that she was crying at the slightest sign of trouble, she was calling her mother outside, and she came back.”

The man gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "I hate it so much, I look forward to it coming to me every day. I just want it to kill me and make me a ghost so I can fight her. But for so many years, there have been many accidents in the village. No, it has never appeared in front of me."

He sighed deeply, and asked them, "Do you think it's really useful to dig out the bones and sink them back into the pool?"

Qiao Jing is also gambling now, but it's hard to tell the man directly, she just said: "Where it died, it should go back."

"I hope so," the man sighed: "The village has suffered a lot in recent years, and now there are rumors that Feng Shui was broken when it was buried. I thought maybe I heard the wrong way back then, otherwise... ..."

Before he could finish the second sentence, Qiao Jing said, "Are you sure this is the way to the entrance of the village?"

The man was stunned, raised his flashlight to illuminate his surroundings, and said affirmatively, "Of course, this road is the only way to go to the entrance of the village."

Luo Youning looked around, and suddenly noticed a series of small buildings on the low slope on the side.

It was dark at night and there was little light, but the red wall and green tiles outside the small building were brightly colored. At first glance, it seemed that it had just been painted with a new layer of paint, and was drenched by the cold light of Qi Yue.If you look closely, it looks more like paper paste. The doors and windows are full of simple frames, without glass, and it is dark to see through.

Looking at the small building, Luo Youning felt familiar, and heard Qiao Jing say to the building: "But we have passed by that place three times."

"How is it possible!" The man turned pale with fright, holding a flashlight and looking directly at it, his face turned pale, "Impossible, this is impossible. I have never seen that place before. No building like that has ever been built. And that direction—the entrance gate faces north, and the vast flood sweeps across..."

After he said that, they noticed that a few steps away from the main entrance of the house, there was still a sparkling pool of water.

The man rubbed his eyes, and after making sure that he read it correctly, he said with a strange expression: "It's a sign of extreme yin, and only the yin house can be built like that in our place. And if the yin house is built to face the younger generation, I'm afraid it will lead to a short life..."

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Luo Youning suddenly remembered: "I've seen those houses before!"

The man turned his head and looked at him in disbelief: "Have you seen it? In our village?"

Luo Youning stared at that place and murmured, "Yes, it's the cemetery in the morning, and there are houses like this all over there."

Qiao Jing was still calm: "So we have come to the cemetery now?" If the sinking of bones was really useful, that person would definitely not let them go to the entrance of the village smoothly, and now this is also fulfilled.

"No, our cemetery doesn't look like this," the man was even more confused, he kept using a flashlight to try to figure out where he was, and after a while he said for sure, "That's right, this is the road to the entrance of the village. It’s just that there are more buildings.”

Qiao Jing said, "Then where is that building?"

After knowing where it was, the man didn't dare to take a flashlight to take a picture. He lowered his head and thought for a while, and said, "That direction seems to be the first few families in our village where the accident happened. Some of them went to bury the corpse with me. A few others."

Qiao Jing said calmly, "Go ahead and have a look."

The man is also panicking now, he thinks it is like a ghost hitting the wall, but he has never heard of a ghost hitting the wall and there is a yin house next to it.Right now there is no other way, he can only obey Qiao Jing and continue walking forward.

The hoarfrost-like gravel road winds forward under the feet, and in the hazy moonlight, the archway at the entrance of the village accompanied by an old tree in the sky can be vaguely seen, which seems to be very close, but also seems to be far away.

The man took a flashlight to illuminate the road, and after walking a few steps, he couldn't help looking at the building next to him.

The moonlight is dense and the trees are deep.The house building seemed to be a little closer to them, and he could actually see the children playing by the clear water pool, and the young people standing beside them.

The young man seemed to be playing some kind of game with the group of children. After running a few steps, he was surrounded by a group of children and waded across the pool. He staggered ashore and walked towards the depths of the yin house step by step.

The man watched the haunted house get farther and farther away, as if they had escaped the ghost wall and returned to the main road.

He was overjoyed, and immediately buried the doubt and panic in his heart.

He didn't want to say anything more, he just wanted to get to the entrance of the village quickly, he wanted to dig out that damned scum and sink it into the deep pool, he wanted it to never be reborn forever.

After a while, however, they were back where they were.

The man's face was ugly: "If that person doesn't come out, are we going to wait here until dawn?"

Qiao Jing didn't respond to him, and only looked sideways at the restless Luo Youning: "Is there something wrong?"

"Didn't you hear that?" Luo Youning's neck creaked, and he turned his head slowly, looking at them strangely, "There are many children singing in the woods."

When he said this, the man couldn't help shivering. It was obviously a scorching summer, but he suddenly felt the surroundings were gloomy and chilly.

Qiao Jing asked him, "What are they singing?"

Luo Youning stared at Qiao Jing, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth: "You really didn't hear that?"

The slender young man in front of him suddenly shrank a few pieces, and he became shorter by inches out of thin air, and in an instant he turned into a little boy with a pale face.

It didn't make any more noise, but they clearly heard the nursery rhyme, and it sprang out of the surrounding darkness like a bat.

"Lin Zhongyan, who is hiding. Eyes in the pool, who are you spying on."

Songs came to them from all directions.

"Where are the birds in the corpse forest? The fish in the hidden soul pool are gone!"

The sound became more and more sharp, like the scream of a dying animal.

"It's dead! It's dead!"

The man's eyes showed horror, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back: "This... what is this!"

The little boy was born chubby, and his gray skin made it look like a glutinous rice ball stuffed with sesame seeds.

The sound came surging like a tide, and then receded quickly.

Qiao Jing looked at him, it looked at Qiao Jing blankly, turned around and wanted to run, but Qiao Jing was always agile, she raised her hand to grab it by the back collar and pulled it back: "Where is he?"

The little boy looked like a dishonest fat fish, shaking his head and trying to escape.

Qiao Jing said: "He asked you to take Luo Youning away?"

Hearing the name at first, the little boy seemed to sense something, and his struggling movements gradually weakened.

Qiao Jing said: "No matter what happens, you will ensure that Luo Youning is safe, right?"

The little boy stopped struggling, and Qiao Jing let go of its collar.

Qiao Jing looked deeply at his back, with a trace of pain in his eyes: "Wait for me." His voice was still so calm, as if all the promises he made would be fulfilled, "This time, I will save you. "

The little boy turned his back to him, and after a long time, it nodded slowly but firmly.