The moon is bright tonight.

Late at night, I carried a Li Milk on my back and walked on the country road to Tulingou. I could still feel the coldness through several layers of shrouds.

After hearing this, Mr. Song's face looked ugly.

"Junior brother, you are taboo in the industry, don't talk nonsense. We didn't smoke. Where did the smell of smoke come from? I didn't smell it."

"You haven't smelled it?"

Mr. Song immediately shook his head.

I shook my head, and I said my nose was blocked and I couldn't smell anything now.

"Stop talking, go quickly."

Keep rushing.

After coming out of Tianjing Village and walking north three miles, you must cross a hillside when you think of Tulingou. The locals call it "Wolf Po", which is what they call it, but in fact there are no wolves there at all.

Langpo is a small uphill place. I gasped with the dead old lady on my back, and my back was soaked in the mourning clothes, and a lot of sweat broke out on my forehead.

When I was breathing, I turned my head and looked at it.

I don’t know if it was because of the bumps, Li Mi’s face turned black, her eyes were closed, and water flowed out from her nose, yellow and white, and the color was a bit like orange juice from the fruit grain source.

Mr. Song said: "The young man is persevering, and after passing Langpo, he will almost get to the place."

"Junior brother, why don't you turn on the flashlight?"

"No need to turn on, the moon is so bright that I can see the road clearly. I am afraid that someone will see the flashlight."

"That's right, I can see the road clearly now."

I took two deep breaths, and struggled to push the Li Milk on my back upwards, and followed them up the Langpo.

There are many jujube trees on the wolf slope. The green jujube trees are not big in size. They are full of thorns on the jujube trees, which hurts a lot because they are about to pass through the wolf slope. Mr. Song picked up a stick and beat the jujube trees back and forth. He asked me to go there first.

I was already very careful, but I was still hooked by the thorns of the jujube tree. I couldn't stand the pain. As soon as my hand slid, the milk on my back lies back.

"careful!"

Mr. Song was quick-eyed and quickly supported him with both hands!

This scared him a lot and repeatedly told me to be careful, and I also said sorry.

Li Mi's arms drooped weakly in the air, facing upwards, just facing the moonlight, and yellow water was still seeping out of her nose, eyes and corners of her mouth.

And at this moment...

Suddenly, there was a sound of noise from several sour jujube trees not far away.

The sound was, "Crazy...Crazy..."

There is no wind at all now.

Check the household registration and took out the flashlight from his pocket and took the photo.

As soon as the flashlight shone, I saw the branches moving back and forth, and I also saw some smoking smoke floating in the air, and the white smoke flew in a flash.

"Gudong..." I swallowed in fear.

This is true, it is really visible.

Check the household registration and stared at the sour jujube tree that was shaking slightly in front of him. Immediately, he took out a wooden ruler with red paint from his cloth pocket. There were many incomprehensible patterns on the ruler. It was a matter of patina for some time, but it might have been around the Republic of China.

He walked over lightly, looked at the sour jujube trees, his eyes wide open, and he held the wooden ruler and shouted loudly: "Get out! Don't look at who is here! If you are not honest, I will kill the ghost!"

The next second, the sour jujube trees in front of them stopped shaking, and the little white smoke just now disappeared.

I dare not make a sound because I am afraid.

Seeing that there was no movement, he turned around and said, "Go away quickly, don't turn around and look around."

I kept my head down and walked forward, not daring to look around.

After walking a few steps, I stepped on a broken water cup under my feet. It was a rich water cup. It was very broken and dirty. There was water inside, and it seemed that some rotten tea leaves were still soaked.

I kicked it away.

The broken rich light water cup rolled out several times in an instant.

At this time, I looked up and saw a man squatting on the ground motionless, looking at his body shape, hairstyle, and height, very similar to the Li Milk I was carrying on.

After blinking hard for a few times, I could still see the black shadow squatting there motionlessly.

It seemed as if I was watching, and it slowly turned its head.

I immediately closed my eyes and recited silently: "I was dazzled, I was dazzled, I had nothing. I read it wrong. I was definitely wrong. How could Li Milk run under the sour jujube tree on my back?"

"Why did you stop? Let's go."

Mr. Song was just watching the road ahead, but he didn't see it.

Just I saw it.

I could clearly hear my heart beating "bounced" constantly, becoming more and more scared, and I couldn't stand it anymore.

I turned around and ran away!

At the same time, he shouted: "Ghost! There are ghosts! There are smokes! The ghost smokes!"

"Where! Where!"

"Where are ghosts!"

Mr. Song looked very nervous and his forehead was covered with sweat. He grabbed my arm and said loudly that you were calling out something!

I stared at me in horror.

Mr. Song slowly turned around and looked at the sour jujube tree.

The next second...

He ran faster than me!

"What are you two running!"

When he checked the household registration, he turned around and saw it. His face changed. He immediately raised his flashlight and shouted, "Who! Who is squatting there! Talking!"

"Don't..."

"Don't take a look, it's me, it's me."

An old lady was squatting under the jujube tree. I don’t know her. She is about 1.5 meters short, with messy and gray hair, and a pair of thick leather gloves on her hands.

She just squatted under the sour jujube tree without saying a word or moving.

Mr. Song and I were both running away from each other at this moment. When we turned around and saw this scene, he walked back and said loudly, "What are you doing! I don't say anything in the middle of the night! I want to scare people to death!"

"Ouch! Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"

The short old lady stood up and said with a sad face: "I'm here to steal the sour jujube, how dare I say anything! This is not my sour jujube tree. My grandson has to pay the tuition and miscellaneous fees soon, and I can't do anything about it." She looked helpless.

After asking, I realized that Langpo’s big jujube is very famous in Nanping. There are jujube trees on the slopes. The wild ones have been picked, and the rest are all the main ones. The purchase price of seasonal jujubes is one cent per catty, and the sour jujube pits are 1 yuan per catty. The aunt stole the sour jujubes and went back to eat them, and then sold the remaining jujubes for money.

The branches just now swayed back and forth because she didn't see us and was still beating jujubes down with a stick, so she swayed. The smoke I saw was because she was smoking while beating jujubes.

There are many older aunts here who are addicted to smoking. Ye Zi had also used jujubes before, but later found that he was far from making money in toad clothes, so he changed his career.

"Go away! Don't stay here!"

"Hey, hey! I'll leave now."

The old lady carried a snake-skin bag full of sour jujubes from the ground, picked up the broken rich water cup, and left with a wooden stick.

I was really scared just now.

I turned my head and asked Mr. Song: "I ran away, why are you so fast? You ran ahead of me."

He wiped his sweat and said awkwardly: "Although I do this, I am also afraid of ghosts because I have seen it before."

"You've really seen ghosts before?"

He nodded and said that he had seen it, but he had seen it when he helped someone do funeral two years ago.

After chatting for a few more words, he saw that I was talking to him with my hands on my back, and suddenly asked, "Where is Milk Li?"

A god of silence.
Chapter completed!