Chapter 45
"What, my father broke his leg!"
Runsheng was completely stunned. He was picked up by Uncle Shan by the river. Although the two of them often lived a life of hunger and food, they also died together, so the relationship was sincere and Deep.
Tan Wenbin's eyebrows jumped excitedly, wishing he could stand on one foot and spin a few ballet circles in place, and finally have the chance to see him fall to death!
Li Zhuiyuan felt a little guilty. Calculating the time, it was almost after he went to Xiting Town to play cards and won money that Uncle Shan took half of his money.
Alas, as expected, this dirty money is really hard to spend.
"What are you still doing?" Li Sanjiang shouted to Runsheng, "Hurry up and get ready to go!"
"Oh, okay." Runsheng immediately went into the house to get something. This time he not only went back to see grandpa, but also had to do some work.
"Uncle Li, I'm going too, take me with you."
Tan Wenbin wished that he could hang on to Li Sanjiang, for fear that he would be left behind again this time.
"Chengchengcheng, I'll take you there."
Li Sanjiang directly agreed, because the phone call over there said that the dead body was floating in a river basin. Several villagers saw it, but when they gathered people to look for it, they couldn't find it.
This kind of death is not dangerous, but it requires a lot of effort to find it, so it is wise to bring an extra man.
"Master."
"What's the matter, Marquis Xiaoyuan?"
"I want to visit Uncle Shan."
"Yes, let's go together."
Runsheng, who was anxious to go back to see his grandfather, pedaled the three wheels very fast.
The three people sitting in the back were all holding on to the sides of the car with some embarrassment.
Because the middle area of the car was occupied by three bundles of things, which took up too much space.
Runsheng took care of Li Sanjiang's personal affairs, Li Zhuiyuan's personal affairs, and Runsheng's own personal affairs.
"I said, Marquis Runsheng, why did you bring so many things? We are here to fish for the dead, not to build a building for your family."
Runsheng didn't reply. He was riding too fast, and the wind was howling, so he couldn't hear the complaints behind him.
Li Sanjiang didn't bother to waste any more words, took out his compass from his pocket, and began to proofread it seriously.
Li Zhuiyuan picked up the purple compass from the bag and started to proofread it. Since he was going to find someone to kill him, he must use this.
As for the one in my grandfather's hands, it cannot be found and its only purpose is to take everyone to the Antarctic to find penguins.
As soon as we arrived outside Uncle Shan's house, we could see from the half-collapsed wall that Uncle Shan was sitting alone in the courtyard, with his plastered feet raised on a bench. He was peeling a sweet potato in his hand. While eating, the dentures were put aside.
Li Sanjiang got out of the car and heard the sound before anyone arrived.
"Shanpao, no matter how bad your teeth are, you can't drink water!"
All the sweet potatoes in Uncle Shan's hand fell to the ground. Knowing that the old man knew that he fell into the manure pit, his face turned red immediately and he quickly grabbed the walking stick beside him and tried to get up and jump back into the house to close the door.
But because he was too hasty, he didn't have a good balance and fell directly to the ground.
Now the footsteps behind him were approaching.
Uncle Shan was so angry that he slammed his fist on the ground and bit his lip!
Li Sanjiang stretched out his hand to help him up, let him sit down, and then helped him pat the dirt on his body.
Uncle Shan said angrily: "Who asked you to come!"
Li Sanjiang ignored his words and smiled: "Shanpao, if something goes wrong, you still need to send someone to tell me. We are all such old guys anyway. Seriously, don't say anything." The earth is gone and I am alone.”
These words were spoken sincerely, and the expression on Uncle Shan's face softened:
"Sanjianghou..."
"Even if you want to die, you can't die in a cesspool. It's a good thing that someone discovered it early. If you really want to stay overnight, I will have to endure the smell and change your shroud when I come to hold a funeral for you. What a shame!”
Uncle Shan: "..."
Li Sanjiang pulled out two cigarettes, held one in his own mouth, and stuffed another into Uncle Shan's mouth, then glanced at him and shouted:
"Strong."
"Here we go!"
Tan Wenbin took out the matchbox, struck out the fire, and lit it for Li Sanjiang and Uncle Shan in turn.
"Mountain gunner, come stay at my place and come back after you recover."
"If you don't go, you'll lose a leg. You can eat and drink by yourself without getting in the way."
"Then let Runsheng come back to take care of you?"
Uncle Shan murmured for a while, then shook his head and said: "No, it's good for Runsheng to live at your place. He eats well, sleeps well, and is stronger. Yao'er has a good life. Why should I hold Yao'er back?" .”
These words sounded very touching, but Li Sanjiang waved his hand and said: "Marquis Runsheng, quickly go to the house and take a look at the rice vat and oil tank."
Runsheng ran into the house, and soon ran out again, surprised: "Master, did you really sell all the rice, flour and oil I bought for you last time?"
Those things have to be scraped out of the vat and bought in pieces. How embarrassed do you have to be to do this?
Uncle Shan blew out a smoke ring, hoping to use it to cover his embarrassed face:
"I don't know what happened in those two days. Big names always came and I always lost. I kept losing and always gave me hope. It was just crazy."
"Oh, so you don't let Runsheng come back because you're afraid that if Runsheng comes back, you won't have enough sweet potatoes, right?"
Uncle Shan turned his face sideways and said nothing.
"I said, you old mountain cannon is a grandfather after all. Let alone leaving something for your grandson, don't be such a prodigal. When Marquis Runsheng wants to date someone in a few years, look at your broken house. , which girl is willing to accept him?
Look at me again, how did I save the property for my Xiaoyuanhou? From now on, it’s hard to say in the city. In the countryside, my Xiaoyuanhou won’t just pick girls from all over the country? ”
Uncle Shan suddenly grasped the key point and asked: "What's wrong? Xiao Yuanhou can't return to Beijing."
Li Sanjiang's expression changed and he took a long puff of cigarette.
"What happened to you? You've lost all your Beijing household registration?"
"Shut up!"
"Don't talk about me anymore, I will shut up, or I will talk to you about the benefits of hukou."
Li Zhuiyuan walked up to Uncle Shan and asked: "Uncle Shan, your leg is not serious, right?"
"It's not serious, it's not serious, just take care of it." Uncle Shan waved his hand in embarrassment.
He didn't know it when he took the money last time. It was only when he went back to the card table that he heard clearly. It turned out that the kid who was mainly playing cards was not an older kid. His own Runsheng just ran away, and the principal was still Xiao Yuanhou. But he actually took half of the money.
It's just that I have lost all the money and can't pay it back. Thinking about what I have done, I am really ashamed.
"Marquis Runsheng." Uncle Shan looked at Runsheng, "In the future, you must listen to Marquis Xiaoyuan."
If you don’t have the money to pay back, you can only compensate the individual.
Runsheng nodded and said: "Master, I understand."
"Are you here, I said, are you here?" The local village chief shouted from outside. He was the one who made the previous call.
Uncle Shan still didn’t know what happened and asked: “What’s wrong?”
Li Sanjiang said angrily: "If it hadn't been for the fatal fall here, we wouldn't have known that your leg was broken."
"Then go get busy and finish the work."
"Yeah."
Just as Li Sanjiang was about to stand up, he heard his great-grandson say: "Master, just stay here and talk to Uncle Shan. Brother Runsheng can go."
Uncle Shan said worriedly: "Runsheng is still not stable, right?"
Li Zhuiyuan: "Uncle Shan, Brother Runsheng was not stable before, but it has changed since I joined my grandfather. You will know when you wait and see."
Uncle Shan curled his lips: "You little Yuanhou."
Li Sanjiang was happy to hear this and patted his knee:
"Sure, let Marquis Runsheng find the one to die first. If there is any problem, come back and call me right away."
After successfully coaxing his grandfather to stay at home, Li Zhuiyuan immediately waved to Runsheng.
Runsheng understood, and after carrying a set of corpse-retrieving equipment, he threw Xiaoyuan's set to Tan Wenbin.
Then the three of them followed the village chief to a section of the river. The river was not very wide, but there were forests on both sides. The banks were covered with reeds, and the line of sight was severely obstructed.
"That's it. In the past few days, many people have come to me and told me that they saw dead people floating on top. I took people here several times, but they couldn't find them. It's really strange.
How about you search first, and when you find someone who needs help, go to the village and call me. I still have some urgent matters to deal with. ”
Runsheng nodded: "Okay village chief, go and do your work."
The village chief took out a cigarette and handed it to Runsheng. Runsheng didn't want it because Xiaoyuan was too young, so Tan Wenbin took one and put it behind his ear.
After the village chief left, Li Zhuiyuan stood by the river with the compass in his hand.
The reason why the village chief left was probably because he didn't have much hope of finding the floating corpse today. He should have organized people to search this section of the river before, but it was all in vain. Looking for someone to retrieve the corpse was considered a dead horse. Being a live horse doctor, at least he has an explanation for the villagers.
Tan Wenbin was fully in the mood and asked with a serious face: "Brother Xiaoyuan, would you like Runsheng and I to go for a walk by the river separately?"
"Brother Binbin, go ahead. Brother Runsheng will follow me."
"Is it because I have better insight than him?"
"It's because Brother Runsheng is not with me, and I am afraid that I will be in danger alone."
"Then...then I will follow you to protect you."
Li Zhuiyuan knew that he was a little confused. Nothing strange happened in the village, and the few villagers who saw him lying dead were able to leave safely, which proved that the dead man was most likely an ordinary floating corpse.
But since water burials from the Nanliang period can be found in Siyuan Village, he really doesn't dare to be too confident now, and it's better to be cautious.
Holding the compass, I walked slowly along the river. After walking for a long time, I didn't find any abnormalities in the feng shui weather. Of course, I didn't find anyone dead.
Tan Wenbin asked: "Will it drift to other river basins?"
"It's possible." Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the water, "It's also possible that there was a leak somewhere under the river and the body was sucked down."
"Can such a thing exist?"
"Like the stopper at the bottom of the bathtub at home."
"Doesn't that mean you have to dive to find it? I said, you brought so many things, why don't you want to get an oxygen tank?"
Runsheng: "These tools are specially designed to kill things that can move."
"Oh, good stuff." Tan Wenbin patted the sack on his back.
Unconsciously, we have reached the turning point of the river, and there is a newly built bridge in front of us.
Li Zhuiyuan stopped. They had already walked through the watershed described by the village chief, but still found nothing.
Tan Wenbin poked Runsheng's arm and asked, "Um, have you ever encountered this kind of situation before where you came to fish for the dead but couldn't find the dead?"
"There have been. I remember that at that time, my father and my great-grandfather would set up an altar table and perform rituals to 'call people' and let it emerge on its own."
Hearing this, Tan Wenbin came close to Li Zhuiyuan and asked, "Brother Xiaoyuan, do you know how to do this?"
Li Zhuiyuan frowned slightly.
Tan Wenbin immediately said: "It's okay. It doesn't matter if it doesn't happen. You are still the most powerful in my heart, brother."
Li Zhuiyuan shook his head, he would.
The books of Wei Zhengdao and Qin Liu actually recorded many methods of "calling people".
But the problem is that my grandfather and Uncle Shan may have just learned a form. If they succeed, it is because of their advanced skills. If they fail, it is because they are not ordinary. They mainly try their luck.
But I can really choose the location and set up sacrifices to induce people according to the Feng Shui weather. I am really good at it.
But the more you know how to do it, the less you dare to use it blindly. Maybe this dead person has drifted away long ago and is no longer here? Besides, there are a lot of graves nearby, and we don’t know what’s going on in the river. If we really set up a sacrifice, what if we didn’t attract the dead one but instead attracted something inexplicable?
"Cross the bridge, let's go back from the other side."
Li Zhuiyuan climbed onto the bridge. It was a cement slab bridge with no railings and was three slabs wide.
When he reached the middle of the bridge, Li Zhuiyuan suddenly felt that the weather around him had changed. When he lowered his head, he saw that the compass needle was also turbulent.
While silently reciting "Liu's Qi-Wang Jue" in his mind, he turned around in a circle, then stopped, looked at the pointers in the big and small circles on the compass and started to calculate.
Runsheng stood aside silently, while Tan Wenbin stretched out his neck to peek curiously. He felt that the way Xiaoyuan was spinning around with the compass just now was really stylish. Unfortunately, he was just a little younger. If he grew up, , with this kind of demeanor and temperament, which small factory owner should not invite him to visit before opening?
Li Zhuiyuan stamped his feet. He didn't realize it when he was walking by the river before. After getting on the bridge, he realized that the bridge was exactly in the position of strangling the dragon.
Although the river is a small river and the dragon is extremely small, the pattern is complete.
Looking at the surrounding environment, it is really rare to see bridges built at the corners of rivers. They are usually built on straight river sections.
However, even if it is the Jiao Jiao position, there is nothing special about it, let alone a evil position.
But if you want to take advantage of it and deliberately change this place to a bad position...
Li Zhuiyuan lowered his head, looked at the cement slab under his feet, and said, "Brother Runsheng, go to the river and look under the bridge, where I am standing."
"I'm coming!"
Tan Wenbin put down his things and quickly ran off the bridge. When he came to the river, he didn't see clearly enough and walked into the river without saying anything.
Although this river is a small river, it is quite deep in the middle. If there is a leakage and siltation in it, it will easily choke an adult.
Runsheng squatted by the bridge and reminded: "Be careful, I don't want to fish for you later."
"The mud under this river is so deep. I have just arrived at the river." Tan Wenbin cautiously stepped forward. His current mentality was that after finally buying a ticket and entering the amusement park, he had to take the initiative to experience the return of the ticket price. .
Finally, he didn't dare to go any further. Although it was still far away, he could see clearly under the bridge. He looked up, glared, then took a few steps back and shouted to the people above: < br>
"Brother Xiaoyuan, there are big iron nails nailed to the back of the bridge, right under your feet."
"Is it seven roots?"
"Ah?" Tan Wenbin took two more steps forward, raising his head and counting while maintaining his body balance, "Yes, seven."
"Is the area around the nail red?"
"Yes, it's red, like it's painted with red paint."
really.
What was originally a common position of strangling the dragon was changed to become a dragon's bloodletting.
Li Zhuiyuan turned around and looked at the turning point of the river. The vitality of this section of the river flowed out here, and the evil spirit was intercepted. It was like using the natural environment to create a Feng Shui bureau here.
But why didn't he notice anything unusual when he was walking all the way before?
Li Zhuiyuan immediately thought of a possibility: the evil spirit was sucked away by death!
There is interception and absorption, and it becomes a dynamic loop here.
No wonder some villagers saw it fall down and then disappear again, because it floated up when it sucked in evil spirits, and then sank after it finished sucking.
Therefore, this matter is not just about salvaging floating corpses, but someone is planning to raise corpses here!
Li Zhuiyuan realized that by putting himself on the evil side and using the results to deduce the results, the success rate seemed to be quite high.
But he was not very happy. Instead, he was a little distressed. How could he become the opposite so easily?
In addition, the layout of this Feng Shui bureau is too petty.
As the old man often said at the wine table: No, you just do this, what about raising fish?
If you arrange it yourself, you can start more work, at least bring in the evil spirits from outside to form a hedge. Is this really a catalyst for raising corpses? Your current method can only keep corpses fresh.
"It seems that the quality of the book you read is not very good."
Li Zhuiyuan reached out and patted his forehead: No, what on earth was I thinking about?
No, this is not my fault, it is Wei Zhengdao's fault.
In the past, I just read the concepts in the book and didn't have a deep understanding of them. After I started to practice them, I felt something was wrong. Wei Zhengdao's books are full of "right path content". He only teaches you how to represent the right path to suppress and kill people.
But many aspects of this guy's narrative style and content layout can be reversed. Many of the taboos and mistakes of righteous speech, if you use them in reverse, it will be the other extreme.
This guy is clearly following the right path anyway.
"Xiaoyuan, are you okay?" Runsheng asked worriedly.
"Brother Runsheng, I'm fine, this place was arranged..."
"Wait for me, wait for me, wait until the time comes!"
Tan Wenbin shouted and ran wildly with his hands raised, for fear of missing this scene.
It's just that his shoes and pants were wet just now, and they were a little wet when he ran quickly. When he rushed in front of Li Zhuiyuan and Runsheng, he lost his balance.
If Runsheng hadn't been strong enough to reach out and grab him, everyone might have been knocked into the river by him.
"Hehehe, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Tan Wenbin squatted down and said while squeezing his pants, "I can say it now."
"This bridge is a Feng Shui tactic arranged by someone. The dead body should not have been drowned by passers-by, but was released by him. He used this section of the river to raise the body here."
"Raising corpses?" Tan Wenbin opened his mouth, "Wow, that sounds really exciting."
Runsheng asked: "What should we do, Xiaoyuan?"
"There are two options. One is to break his trap, and then he will be dead. The other is to go directly to his house."
Runsheng was about to ask how to find it, but he held back.
Binbin couldn't help it and asked: "How to find it?"
Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the monument at the bridge pier: "The names of those who donated money to build the bridge are written there."
Tan Wenbin touched his head: "Yes, damn, why do I feel so stupid."
Runsheng said "hmm".
Building bridges and paving roads has been a matter of merit since ancient times, especially in villages, where financial allocations are insufficient. Many times, roads and bridges have to find ways to raise part of the funds themselves, and the whole village can share it equally. If the majority of the funds are from a single donor, then his The name is usually engraved on the monument.
Li Zhuiyuan came to the monument, and there was a person's name written on it, proving that he paid for the bridge alone...Zhou Yong.
"Let's ask the village chief. This person should live in the village. It's impossible to throw a body here and go away on his own."
"I know where his family lives." Runsheng pointed in the direction, "His family lives in the north corner of the village." Tan Wenbin: "Is his family very rich?"
Runsheng shook his head: "There are not many people in the village who have a worse life than our family. His family is one of them."
Li Zhuiyuan thought for a while: "Then let's go to his house and explain the matter clearly, so that we don't have to catch it here and he will put it in again."
Tan Wenbin blinked and whispered: "This is a corpse, not a fry."
Runsheng said: "What Xiaoyuan means is that only dealing with corpses and not living people may cause subsequent troubles."
Under the leadership of Runsheng, the three of them walked towards the north corner of the village.
On the way, Tan Wenbin asked: "Well, do you want to call my dad over?"
Runsheng: "Do you want your dad to know that you are not staying at my uncle's house to study, but to make money?"
Tan Wenbin suddenly lowered his voice: "Isn't this a homicide? Isn't it under the control of the police?"
"Brother Binbin, this is not necessarily a murder case. He is raising the corpse. You can understand it as using Feng Shui patterns to preserve the corpse. If it is the murderer, there is no reason to waste this effort."
"Oh, that's it, I understand."
"Brother Runsheng, be prepared later. If there is any special situation, take action directly to ensure our safety."
"Well, don't worry Xiaoyuan, I know."
Liu Yumei, Uncle Qin, and the others were all considered "family members," so this was the first time Li Zhuiyuan met his colleagues outside, and he was still a little nervous.
Zhou Yong's family is even worse than Uncle Shan's family. Uncle Shan's family at least has a shabby yard. Zhou Yong's family doesn't even have a fence, and they live in a mud house.
At present, the villagers in the countryside are working hard to build two-story buildings. Those who don't even have brick bungalows still live in mud houses. Their living standards are really at the bottom of the village.
Tan Wenbin asked in confusion: "A person like this donated all his money to build a bridge?"
Runsheng said: "He used to be a worker at Xingren Agricultural Machinery Factory. Later, his wife and children became ill, so he couldn't go to work and farmed at home to take care of her."
Tan Wenbin: "Are his wife and children still there?"
"It's still there. The last time I rode by his house, I saw his wife and children sitting at the door and enjoying the sun."
As he said that, Runsheng turned to look at Li Zhuiyuan: "It was the last time you were waiting for me at home, Xiaoyuan. When I went to the town market to buy rice and noodles for my grandfather, I passed by his house and saw it."
Li Zhuiyuan nodded.
The three of them walked up to the small dam. There was a well covered with a big bamboo hat. It was very clean, of course, because there was nothing there.
The door was closed. Tan Wenbin licked his lips and pushed forward. When he didn't push it open, he pushed it again and heard the clanging sound of the door lock inside.
He looked back at Li Zhuiyuan and Runsheng, shrugged and said, "It seems we came at the wrong time. People should go out. The door is locked inside."
Li Zhuiyuan glanced at him and asked, "Don't you think it's strange that the door is locked inside?"
"What's weird? My door is also locked from the inside...Oh, yes, how could this happen?"
The wooden door locks in the village are different from the key locks in family buildings.
"Brother Binbin, shout again."
"Okay." Tan Wenbin shouted while banging on the door, "Hey, is anyone home? Is anyone home?"
No one responded inside.
Runsheng sniffed at this time, then spread his hands: "Binbin, please be quiet."
Li Zhui saw the situation and immediately took a few steps back.
He knew what Runsheng's nose smelled best.
"Xiaoyuan, there is a corpse smell, very light."
Tan Wenbin asked eagerly: "Is he dead?"
Runsheng shook his head: "It's hard to say, the smell is too bland, it might be coming from something."
Tan Wenbin guessed: "Could it be that after the door was locked inside, the person committed suicide inside?"
Immediately, the two of them looked at Li Zhuiyuan together.
Li Zhuiyuan pointed to the window next to him: "Go in and take a look. If you find a body, call the police. If not, apologize and pay for it."
Tan Wenbin walked to the wooden window and pulled it: "It's also locked."
Runsheng came over, squeezed him away, grabbed the edge of the window, and with a hard force, the window was completely removed.
Then, Runsheng got in.
When Tan Wenbin saw this, he gritted his teeth and followed.
"Squeak!"
The lock inside the wooden door was unlocked, the door was pushed open, and Runsheng stood behind the door.
"Xiao Yuan, just put the key on the table, I will unlock it directly."
"Runsheng, what are you doing? If there is really a body here, you are the scene of destruction. How can we, as witnesses, deal with it?"
Li Zhuiyuan walked in from the front door and said, "It's okay, your dad will help us make things right."
"But, this is not my dad's jurisdiction."
"You were playing cards in the village. Your father took a leave of absence and came to the village to arrest you. Then he bumped into this house. He was the first witness."
Tan Wenbin swallowed: "It's very reasonable."
The space in the house is not small, but there are small mud puddles on the ground, which are not paved with bricks to harden them.
And many of the wooden beams are so short that adults have to be careful about knocking their heads when walking in.
A very standard housing layout, with the kitchen with a stove on the far east side, the living room in the middle, a long cabinet against the wall, and a table god statue on the cabinet, and the bedroom on the far west side.
There are a lot of things in the house, and many of them are very worn out but I don’t want to throw them away, but they are kept in good order.
Tan Wenbin and Runsheng went to the east end and the other to the west end. Li Zhuiyuan stood in the hall and looked at the statues hanging above.
On the far left is Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, on the far right is the Jade Emperor, and in the middle is Jesus.
It is understandable for people in the village to hang any statues of gods. It is also common to mix Buddhism and Taoism, and even Confucianism can be hung. For example, the grandfather hangs Confucius in his home.
But hanging a Jesus here is a bit nondescript. It is clearly not the same painting style as the two sides, and anyone with a discerning eye can see something wrong.
Li Zhuiyuan walked to the cabinet and found that the incense burner in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva and the Jade Emperor had not been used for a long time and had accumulated thick dust instead of incense ashes.
On the contrary, the incense burner in front of Jesus was full of incense ashes, and it looked like it was frequently used.
But, is Jesus popular?
Li Zhuiyuan raised his hand to open the long cabinet. The design of this cabinet is very similar to a coffin. You can only see the inside by lifting the top lid.
There is a groove design under the cover of each section, which is connected like a puzzle. It often needs to be opened section by section, which can store sundries and food.
But the raised hand was finally put down. To be on the safe side, it was better to wait for Runsheng to come.
Runsheng and Tan Wenbin are back.
"There is no one in the bedroom."
"There's no one in the kitchen either."
Li Zhuiyuan asked: "Brother Runsheng, can you smell where the corpse stench comes from?"
Runsheng shook his head: "I can't tell the difference after I come in. There is this faint smell everywhere."
Tan Wenbin mocked when he heard this: "You mean there are corpses living and moving around in this house, so they leave a smell everywhere. Are you so outrageous?"
"Brother Binbin, are you a good dragon in Ye Gong?"
"Ah?" Immediately, Tan Wenbin remembered what he had come for, and the scene of corpses walking around and living here immediately appeared in his mind, and he immediately felt cold and shivered.
"Brother Runsheng, open the lid and look inside."
"Okay."
Runsheng knows how to open this kind of cover. He first grabs one side, then pushes it in, and then opens it.
Li Zhuiyuan stood on tiptoe and looked inside. He found that the rice bags were filled with rice bags and had a slightly pungent smell. They must have been fumigated to prevent the rice from becoming moldy.
It seems that there is nothing here in the hall, because the only place where things can be hidden is this long cabinet.
Li Zhuiyuan walked to the kitchen, and Runsheng and Tan Wenbin followed.
The kitchen is a very standard rural earth stove kitchen layout, with a lot of hay and firewood piled behind the stove.
Tan Wenbin pointed over there and said: "I just checked there, there is nothing in the firewood."
Li Zhuiyuan opened the lids of the water vat and the rice vat in turn. The water vat was full of water, and the rice vat was full of rice.
Tan Wenbin added: "I just checked here and found no problems, but no matter how bad this family's life is, the rice jar is still fuller than Runsheng's family."
Li Zhuiyuan took a few steps back again and came behind Runsheng and Tan Wenbin.
He pointed at the rice vat and said: "A family of three lives in such a big rice vat and it is filled with rice."
Urban families go out to buy rice when they run out. Rural families do store grain, but most of it is stored. A small amount is placed in a rice vat in the kitchen for daily consumption. When the rice vat is almost bottomed out, some of the stored grain will be taken out and put in.
Runsheng looked at Tan Wenbin and then at the rice vat, meaning, should you go or should I?
Tan Wenbin was shaking, but he nodded bravely, walked to the rice vat, stretched out his hand and pulled the rice away from the middle.
After pulling and pulling, Tan Wenbin suddenly let out a scream:
"Ah!!!"
Then he collapsed on the ground and crawled back using his hands and feet.
Li Zhuiyuan and Runsheng stepped forward and took a look. In the sunken area in the center of the rice vat, a ball of black hair appeared.
There is a person in the rice vat!
No wonder Tan Wenbin was so frightened. Who wouldn't be frightened by this scene?
Especially when you can even picture this person sitting curled up under the rice.
Li Zhuiyuan closed his eyes, opened them quickly, calmed down, and said, "Brother Runsheng, please confirm again."
"Okay."
Without saying a word, Runsheng reached forward and continued to pull. Finally, the forehead under the hair appeared. It was indeed a person, a girl.
If you continue to pull, you can see the girl's eyes.
Her eyes are open.
The girl's eyes were completely filled with grains of rice.
Tan Wenbin just stood up and came over again. After taking a look, he was so frightened that he backed away again.
Li Zhuiyuan looked away. This time, it was no wonder that Binbin was timid. He couldn't stand these eyes.
"Xiaoyuan, there is no way to continue scooping, unless I scoop out the rice or try to lift her out."
"No, let's do this first."
"Okay."
Li Zhuiyuan sniffed and smelled a greasy smell.
"Brother Runsheng, can you smell it?"
"Uh, no, it's still that faint corpse smell. Xiaoyuan, do you smell something?"
"Why do I smell a little fragrance."
"Scent?"
Li Zhuiyuan shook his head and looked at the water tank. The water in the water tank must not have been changed for a long time, and the room was dark, so the water was not clear, but rather dark.
"Brother Binbin."
Tan Wenbin immediately shook his head wildly and shouted to Runsheng: "Brother Runsheng."
Runsheng didn't hesitate. He was wearing a vest, so he didn't even need to roll up his sleeves. He just put his whole arm into the water tank and started swinging it.
Finally, he pulled out his wet arm and shook it: "There is nothing in it."
Tan Wenbin suggested: "Then, let's go out first?"
Runsheng glanced at him: "You are the one clamoring to come, and you are the one who is scared to death when you see it."
Tan Wenbin: "Isn't this how I behave as a normal person?"
Li Zhuiyuan walked towards the bedroom, and Runsheng followed. Tan Wenbin took another look at the eyes in the rice vat...
Then he immediately turned around, raised his legs and chased after him.
There are two beds in the bedroom, one large and one small, both hung with blue mosquito nets and covered with mats.
There was a neatly folded quilt on the big bed, and a blanket on the small bed.
Under the mats of the two beds, there are several layers of thick quilts as mattresses, which makes sleeping more soft and comfortable.
Runsheng pointed at the bottom of the bed and the wardrobe cabinets around it: "Xiaoyuan, I have checked these places and there is nothing abnormal."
Tan Wenbin pointed at the quilt and shouted: "Quilt, quilt, how can I have such a thick quilt in the summer?"
Runsheng stepped forward, opened the mosquito net, pulled the quilt over and unfolded it. It was indeed just a thick quilt.
Tan Wenbin: "Uh..."
"Brother Runsheng, uncover the mats on both beds."
"Okay."
Runsheng first uncovered the mat on the crib, revealing several layers of cotton wool underneath.
When Runsheng was about to unveil the big bed mat, Tan Wenbin rushed over and uncovered the mat. Then he continued to hold a corner of the mat with one hand, and stood on tiptoes and began to tremble in circles.
It was... convulsing with fear.
There is also thick cotton wool under the big bed mat.
But there was a person sandwiched between the cotton wool, an adult woman. She was very thin.
Most of the woman's body is covered with cotton wool, with only her face, belly and feet exposed.
The woman also had her eyes open. Her eyes were completely filled with cotton wool, so full that they looked a little swollen.
Moreover, the cotton wool at the eyes bulges upward, as if new cotton has grown again.
"Put it down, Brother Binbin."
"Okay."
Binbin let go of his hand, and the mat fell down, covering the cotton wool and the woman inside again.
Immediately, Tan Wenbin walked towards Li Zhuiyuan, but Li Zhuiyuan avoided it. Tan Wenbin could only walk towards Runsheng and reached out to hug Runsheng. He needed a hug now.
He was about to cry. In fact, tears were already forming in the corners of his eyes.
He asked in a tearful voice: "Xiaoyuan, what should we do next?"
"Brother Binbin, don't be afraid."
"I'm not afraid..." Tan Wenbin took a deep breath stubbornly, but he was pushed away by Runsheng the next moment.
Unable to stand still, he stepped back and lay down on the big bed mat.
"Ah!"
When he thought about what was next, Tan Wenbin jumped up like a spring.
"I'm afraid, I'm afraid!"
Li Zhuiyuan patted Tan Wenbin's arm: "Don't be afraid, Brother Binbin, let's call your dad."
"Dad..."
There is a saying that when the image of Tan Yunlong appeared in his mind, the fear in Tan Wenbin's heart really calmed down a lot. Even if his father took off his belt in front of him, he still felt that it was hot and warm.
Li Zhuiyuan walked out of the mud house first. Runsheng picked up the previously removed window and tried to put it back, but he heard Tan Wenbin inside shouting to wait.
Then there was only a "click" sound, and he locked the wooden door again from the inside.
Then he climbed out of the window and asked Runsheng to put the window back in place.
"Hey, brother Xiaoyuan, I locked the door and wiped the key and lock so that Runsheng's fingerprints when he unlocked it would not be left on them, and it would save us trouble."
Tan Wenbin feels that his skills are very professional.
"When your father comes, he can also let Brother Runsheng unlock the door. Also, you not only wiped off Brother Runsheng's fingerprints, but also wiped off all the fingerprints on it."
"This..." Tan Wenbin realized that he had done a useless and stupid thing.
"Let's go call your dad."
Logically speaking, one person should stay here to watch, but it was inappropriate for any of them to stay and watch. In the end, the three of them walked out together.
After walking out for a long time, I heard someone shouting from behind: "Hey, Runshenghou! Runshenghou!"
The three of them turned around and saw the village chief riding a bicycle on the road they came from. He waved to them from a distance: "Marquis Runsheng, have you caught it? Have you caught it?"
Runsheng raised his hand and shouted back: "Not yet!"
At this time, in the sight of the three people, the village chief who was riding over suddenly turned to the left and raised his hand to say hello, saying something and smiling.
This is generally a response used on the road to greet people in houses on the roadside.
And that location, that direction, is Zhou Yong's family.
The three of them moved their heads together and looked at Zhou Yong's house.
Although they are a little far apart,
But you can also vaguely see a mother and daughter sitting on the small dam.
(End of chapter)