Merchant of the Underworld

It seems that someone is missing in the village.

The fellow hurriedly put on his shoes and said, "Let's go and look for her quickly. We can't lose the daughter of the old Wu family!"

At this time, he happened to see me and came over to remind me: "Young man, something happened in the village. You stay home and don't run around."

"What happened? Do you need our help?" I suggested kindly. In fact, I wanted to follow the trail and see if there were any clues.

Uncle Wang refused without thinking: "No, this is our village's own business, no outsiders need to interfere!"

The way he looked at me was obviously full of hostility.

I suddenly remembered that Zhao Wuyang once said that when they first arrived in Wuyan Village, the villagers showed great hostility towards them.

Zhao Wuyang even used the word ‘hate’.

Soon, the fellow villager led the people in the village out, while we were left in the yard. Before I left, I even called my wife aside and whispered a few words, so her wife used the excuse of drying chili peppers to sit openly in the yard and monitor our every move.

I also happened to have the opportunity to meet the crazy girl.

She was wearing dirty clothes and sitting on the threshold with dull eyes. The iron chain around her neck was thick and long, and the other end was locked on the door frame. As soon as the crazy girl saw the stranger, she immediately became energetic and kept smiling at us stupidly.

Li Mazi poked me maliciously: "Brother, you are so charming and so popular wherever you go! Look, this girl is smiling at you? If you ask me, you might as well stay here as a If you have a son-in-law who comes to your home, he will definitely inherit one-third of an acre of land. As for me..." Li Mazi took out a small mirror from his pocket and looked at his face carefully: "I'm not as good-looking as you, so I'll definitely be here. It’s not suitable for me to survive, so I’d better go back honestly and leave your little shop to me with confidence..."

The more he talked, the more he got carried away and started dancing.

The sun flickered on the mirror, and the bright light just hit the crazy girl's face.

The crazy girl seemed to have been stimulated by something, and she screamed strangely. She was so frightened that she crawled back into the house and peeed, and never dared to come out again.

The fellow's wife was startled and ran to the door and looked in: "What the hell are you calling me? You are hiding something under the table."

After shouting, he continued to dry the peppers without taking it too seriously.

It seems that crazy girls often have convulsions like this.

Li Mazi was stunned for a while and said in confusion: "What's going on with this crazy girl? What's the name of a good girl? You scared me."

Zhao Wuyang explained at the side: "The world of mentally ill patients is very different from that of normal people. We cannot look at them with normal eyes."

But I stared at the small mirror in Li Mazi's hand in trance.

The crazy girl was obviously stimulated by the mirror in Li Mazi's hand. Did she think of something?

The madness of the crazy girl may be related to the weird bronze mirror.

It was close to noon when the fellow who went out to look for someone came back after a long journey. His wife hurriedly came out to greet him: "What's going on? Have you found the person?"

The fellow sighed and nodded with a tired face, obviously not wanting to say more.

Because his wife was anxious, she didn't see his expression and asked in surprise: "I found it. Where did I find it?"

The fellow seemed to frown and wink at the mud house where we lived: "Is there anything you can't say inside the house?"

The two people quickly entered the house and closed the door.

They actually guarded us as if they were guarding against thieves.

If you don't want to say anything, you're always loose-lipped, right? I took out two boxes of cigarettes from Li Mazi's backpack. Just as I was about to go out, Li Mazi grabbed me: "Brother Zhang, are you going to use my cigarettes as a favor again? You gave all the cigarettes to others." , what should I smoke?”

I smiled at him: "Pump out the air."

Maybe it’s because the lost person has been found. When the fellow villagers heard that we were going out for a walk, they didn’t particularly stop us. They just told us that it’s easy to get lost in the mountains and told us not to go into the mountains and come back early.

Zhao Wuyang and I nodded and went out.

Because Li Mazi was angry with me, he hid in the house and slept.

Because Zhao Wuyang had been to Wuyan Village, he took me around in less than fifteen minutes.

"Did you see it? This village is only as big as the palm of your hand. When I first came here, I thought Zhang Qinghai was crazy for bringing us to a place like this."

Perhaps thinking that all his companions at that time had been skinned, Zhao Wuyang's voice suddenly became a little lonely.

I patted his shoulder and comforted him softly.

Zhao Wuyang suddenly raised his head and said with some resentment: "It's all Zhang Qinghai's fault if something like this happened."

I was slightly startled, glanced at him, and said with a smile: "You know what? I have been exposed to a lot of ghosts and gods over the years, the most common of which is resentment. If a person carries an indelible feeling before death, Resentment, then he will definitely become a resentful spirit after his death. Although the reason why you become like this has some relationship with Zhang Qinghai, it is not a big relationship. The main reason is still with you. For example, if you don’t have the courage to do You look forward and backward in everything, and you can't make up your mind when no one is around. You said you like traveling, but in fact you have always followed other people's footsteps, right? Have you ever gone out by yourself to see the scenery you really like? "

Zhao Wuyang was obviously stunned.

"Besides, Xue Peng, he ended up like this entirely because of his greed for money. Ill-gotten gains are unacceptable. Since he dared to touch other people's burial objects, there will be no good results! That Xiao Sisi, although I don't know why she , but there must be a reason. Each of you has your own weakness, and this weakness was known to Zhang Qinghai, and he took advantage of it and completed his plan! "

Perhaps my words were too harsh, so Zhao Wuyang remained silent for the rest of the time.

I even feel like, am I being too critical?

Who am I to be an onion or a clove of garlic? Who am I to criticize others?

I looked around awkwardly, pretending to look at the scenery with a relaxed expression. On the way, I met a young villager carrying a hoe, obviously going to work in the fields.

I hurriedly walked over with a smile: "Brother, I want to ask you something. Do you know the scenery nearby? I want to take two photos."

As he spoke, he handed over a pack of cigarettes respectfully.