stonecrandall Chapter 8
Chapter 8
Zhitao and Wanwan didn't react, the three members of Uncle Wang's family went to Uncle Gu's house in the morning, but something happened to Uncle Gu's house in the afternoon, and then Uncle Wang's family ran away.
No matter how you look at it, this development looks like Uncle Wang's family murdered and fled for their lives.
But the strange thing is that Wanwan actually felt a sense of relief in his heart, as if he had already guessed that such an incident would come.
Seeing that they were silent, Father Snowman asked speculatively, "Then why don't you go?"
Zhitao was a little confused: "Who is this dead?"
"Uncle Gu." Father Snowman replied.
Although Wanwan and Zhitao suspect that there is something wrong with the villagers, there is no definite evidence, not to mention that Uncle Gu has taken care of them, so they must go to Uncle Gu's house.
Before arriving at Uncle Gu's house, I saw a group of people coming out with paper money, and someone in the middle was blowing the suona, and Mrs. Gu was crying behind with the Jade Buddha in her hand, wiping her tears with paper while crying, saying: "I am so miserable!" Oh man!"
Seeing the three of them, the group of people in mourning clothes showed strong resentment on their faces, and rigidly fixed Zhitao and Wanwan's feet in place, wondering whether they should follow or not.
"They may not welcome us very much," Father Snowman said, looking towards the people ahead.
Wan Wanxin thought that it was not very welcome, it was like watching the killing of his father and enemy. He had a flash of inspiration and said faster than his brain: "It can't be that Uncle Wang really killed him?"
When he said it, he knew that he had said something wrong, and he hesitated and said, "No way?"
Zhitao felt that Uncle Wang did not do it, so she turned to look at Father Snowman, wanting to hear what he had to say.
Father Snowman smiled, and said pointedly: "These things have nothing to do with us, so there is no need to pay too much attention to them."
Zhitao knew what the priest meant, and wanted them not to delve too deeply into this matter, so he stopped asking and continued to look at the mourners.
Seeing them go away in a mighty way, Zhitao suddenly felt that something was wrong, why did everyone leave without seeing a coffin, where did this corpse go?
He thought so, and asked, "Why didn't they carry the coffin?"
Wan Wan thought about it and said, "I just saw an old man in the middle holding a box. Maybe the coffin is not used, and it can be put directly into the urn. Isn't cremation promoted recently?"
He was right in saying that, Uncle Gu was indeed cremated, but it was not the normal cremation process.
"Is that so?" Seeing that they had disappeared, Zhitao continued to ask, "Are they going to be buried in the pomegranate grove?"
Father Snowman said softly: "It should be, let's go back first, they will come back later."
The tone was exactly the same as when he said Uncle Wang would come back, determined, indifferent, superficially gentle, with a strange divinity.
Hearing his tone, Wan Wan felt that Father Snowman had bad ideas, and his rebellious heart surged up: "Anyway, I'll be back soon, let's just stand and wait."
He stretched out his hand to grab Zhitao, his right eyelid blinked wildly.
After receiving his hint, Zhitao also said, "Let's wait a while, anyway, Uncle Gu has taken care of us, although we won't be able to see him for the last time, at least talk to his family."
Father Snowman sighed, but said nothing further.
Just as the priest said, the villagers came back quickly, as if there were monsters chasing them behind them, shouting: "Ghost! The ghost is here!"
Shouting heart-piercingly, like a wild cat whose tail was stepped on, the villagers who had poked their heads out to watch immediately retracted. Some of Uncle Gu's puddle of liquid was still on the ground in the morning. He is a living example.
So no matter who knocks on the door, the people inside will pretend to be dead. After all, no one knows whether there are people or ghosts outside the door.
For a while, there was the sound of closing the door, knocking on the door, and crying one after another, making both Zhitao and Wan Wan stunned.
It wasn't until Mrs. Gu closed the door with a bang that they were awakened. Mrs. Gu looked fat, but she ran very fast, and rushed through the door like a gust of wind.
The door was closed loudly, like a slap on Wan Wan's head. He swallowed reluctantly, and asked hesitantly, "How about we run too?"
Father Snowman seemed to want to fight against Million, he laughed lightly, and said, "Don't you want to see it? It's almost over, let's go later."
Wanwan is not so reckless at the moment, what he fears most are ghosts, and when he heard the villagers shouting, the goosebumps on his body never stopped.
Zhitao doesn’t believe in ghosts, at most the villagers in this village are not quite right, so far he hasn’t seen a single ghost, and he is filled with fear and curiosity, pulling on Father Snowman’s robe and asking, “Is it really a ghost?”
Father Snowman's eyes softened, and he gently stroked his hair. He comforted Zhitao: "Don't be afraid, they won't hurt you."
"So it's really a ghost?" Wanwan couldn't help asking when he heard this, as long as the priest nodded, he would immediately run away.
"Just watch." Father Snowman said the same thing.
Then he named Million again: "And, isn't that what you want to see?"
Million: I admit that what I just said was a bit too much, but it is not enough to abuse people who are afraid of ghosts like this.
The crowd just now fled in all directions, and some couldn't get in, so they squeezed into other people's houses. Gradually, there were only three of them on the whole road.
The surrounding is very quiet, only the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, the sound of the wood cracking, and the sound of insects chirping, nothing else.
This gave a million strange illusions, as if there were only three of them alive in this village.
But this illusion was quickly shattered. There was a sound of laughing and laughing in the distance, and a large group of people approached noisily, wearing different tourist clothes.
Their faces were all pale, and their mouths laughed from time to time, as if they were talking about something funny.
A familiar aunt saw the three of them and went up to meet them first.
"Ouch! What a handsome young man!" She smiled, looking very kind, with a red circle on her hand, which was clotted on her wrist like blood.
"Young man, I want to ask you a question." She cheerfully asked kindly, "Do you know where Mrs. Gu is?"
She noticed that Wan Wan was looking at her hand, so she used the other hand to cover the red marks.
Bai Mei just heard what the villagers shouted just now, and wondered if the person in front of him was a human being, and if he spoke, would it cause trouble instead.
So they were unable to speak for a while, and finally Zhitao broke the silence, he asked softly:
"Why are you going to her house?"
Hearing this, the aunt in the orange travel suit looked at him, her eyes fixed on his face: "She took some of my things, so I have to get them back."
She breathed heavily, and her speech slowed down: "Otherwise, I can't swallow this breath..."
The group of people fell silent, staring at Zhitao in unison, Zhitao blinked, and then continued to ask: "If I told you where she is, what would you do?"
Auntie laughed sharply and sharply, and even the crowd behind laughed, and said with a cold voice: "My child, I just do what she has done."
"Whatever she does, I do."
Looking at the way those people laughed, Wan Wan felt that his teeth were chattering, and now he was sure that all the people in front of him were ghosts.
Zhitao didn't speak when he heard the reply, his eyes glanced at the "crowd" in front of him, he felt a piece of ice stuck in his neck, unable to make a sound.
Father Snowman pressed his shoulder, and said softly, "The house on the right in front is Mrs. Gu's house. Just go there and don't find innocent people."
With a smile on his face, his words were an unabashed warning: "I don't want us to have disputes every time."
Cold sweat broke out on the aunt's face, and she said with a smile on her face, "I'm sorry, look at me, I'm so old and confused, so confused."
The "crowd" behind them also took a few big steps back, and ran to the villagers' door and knocked on the door, as if they just surrounded them just to have a look at them.
Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief after watching the "crowd" disperse, and looked at Father Snowman with complicated eyes.
Father Snowman put down his hand on Zhitao's shoulder, looked into the distance calmly and said, "Let's go, there's nothing to see in the back."
Zhitao and the others went back to the house in a daze, and Wanwan sat on the sofa as soon as he entered the door, pretending to ask casually, "Father, why did you come here?"
"I have always been interested in this country," said the priest.
"I came to this country when I was 20 years old. I was accidentally injured by a stone and was rescued by the people in the village. Since then, I have been living in this village."
"Do you have any other questions?"
Father Snowman asked them, leaning relaxed against the table.
"Then why do you want to stay in this village?"
Hearing Zhitao's words, Father Snowman rested his hands on the table, thinking quietly, and finally said, "Maybe it's because pomegranates mean death and new life."
The priest's sense of fate sounds fine.
Anyway, it was different from what Wan Wan thought. What he thought was that the priest practiced sorcery and came to Shiliu Village to raise ghosts, but it is also possible that the priest was not telling the truth.
When a ghost takes his life, blood is bound to be shed. There are wailing sounds everywhere in Shiliu Village. I thought it would be fine as long as the ghosts don't open the door, but the ghosts can open the door by themselves.
How can a person fight a ghost?How to die, how to die, in just one afternoon, almost half of the 347 people in Shiliu Village died.
The rest of the living are also terrified, they know that most of them will not survive these few days.
Shiliu Village is located in a remote place, and the only advantage is the beautiful scenery, so it can be a little famous, but it is not famous, there are few people who come here, and the income is also small.
Mrs. Gu and her husband are famous murderer couples, they fled and killed all the way, and finally fled to Shiliu Village.
At that time, the tourism industry was just on the rise, and the husband and wife had bad intentions and urged the villagers to slaughter tourists.
It is really slaughtered, just like slaughtering animals.
Uncle Gu was responsible for deceiving people, and the villagers killed under the command of Mrs. Gu. Mrs. Gu also promised the villagers that whoever worked the most would earn the most money.
The people in Shiliu Village have never seen so much money in their life, and they are fascinated by the money. Tourists come in wave after wave, and wave after wave are left behind.
There are probably more corpses buried in the pomegranate grove at the gate of the village than there are pomegranates on the trees.