Chapter 240

Boss Zhou has fallen into the water more than once,

Especially in waters like ponds;

In hell,

In a dream,

Both,

But this is the first time that I fell into the water in reality, and I was pushed down by a crazy old man.

Know it earlier.

It's not so cheap,

What do you do with a madman,

He suffered this blow "barbaric impact" for nothing,

What made Zhou Ze even more stunned was that the old man actually grabbed his shoulder and tripped his calf with his legs after falling into the water. He was going to drown with himself.

Some villagers began to prepare to go into the water to save people, but Zhou Zeke did not dare to give the villagers the choice of his fate, but directly grew nails and poked at the old man's back.

The old man who was just struggling,

Shivering for an instant,

It collapsed directly.

Zhou Ze came out of the water carrying the old man. Boss Zhou's wateriness is actually ordinary, but this is not a big river, just a small pond. It's not a big problem to ask an old man who doesn't weigh much to come up.

After landing, Xu Qinglang rushed directly to Zhou Ze and shouted:

"What's the matter with you? What happened?"

"It was Cui madman who ran his brother into the pond. This Cui madman, who cursed madly all day, is now preparing to kill."

"Call the police, he has no children, it doesn't matter, but what if the next time someone else is pushed down by him?"

"Yes, call the police. It's best to let the mental hospital take him away. He's getting more and more disrespectful."

The little girl knelt down beside her grandfather, watching his unconscious grandfather constantly wipe his tears and shouted to him to wake up quickly.

"Send him back. He has a clue."

Zhou Ze said to Xu Qinglang.

Xu Qinglang nodded, no doubt about him, and went directly to carry the old man.

"I'll send him back first. Don't worry about calling the police. Deal with the immediate matter first. Don't panic."

With that, Xu Qinglang carried old man Cui out of the crowd.

Zhou Ze and the little girl followed.

The little girl was still crying all the way. Zhou Ze felt a little sorry. He was joking, and it was this kind of joke. He deserved to be hit into the water by his grandfather.

"Where is your home?" Zhou Ze asked the little girl.

"His family is in the mud house at the intersection in front of him. The old man is childless, likes drinking alcohol and has some brain problems, so he doesn't live very well."

Xu Qinglang is very familiar with the situation here in the village.

Soon, everyone came to the location of the mud house.

Between the small Western-style houses with two floors or even three or four floors, there is a mud house with a long history of the last century standing here, which is really eye-catching.

The door is not closed, and maybe there is nothing worth thinking about in this house.

There are three rooms in the mud house. In the middle is the living room. Half of them are filled with waste products such as cans and wine bottles that the old man just received these days, and the other half is dedicated to gods. The end of the table is clean.

On the left is the bedroom, an old-fashioned wooden bed, and on the right is the kitchen, with a earthen stove.

Xu Qinglang put old Cui in bed first, then looked at Zhou Ze and said, "wake him up now?"

There is a feeling of distrust in words.

It's not that he doesn't trust Zhou Ze. Xu Qinglang doesn't trust this old man who was crazy when he was very young. What clues can there be here.

This is not the novels on the bookshelves of some bookstores,

Picking up a ring in the wild mountains, there is still an old man living in it,

The most awesome monk in Shaolin Temple is the sweeping monk in the Sutra Pavilion.

"He has Yin and Yang eyes."

Zhou Ze said.

You can see at a glance that you are a ghost,

There is no other explanation except Yin and Yang eyes.

And in the old man, Zhou Ze didn't sense other breath fluctuations. If the old man was a metaphysician, he didn't need to directly push himself down the pond with his head to play the trick of dying together.

"Yin Yang eyes?"

Xu Qinglang glanced at the old man lying on the bed with some surprise.

"What a surprise."

"He can see my identity at a glance."

Zhou Ze went to the threshold and sat down.

"I'll go shopping for dinner." Xu Qinglang said and walked out of the room.

Zhou Ze waved to the little girl who looked a little timid next to her and motioned her to come over.

The little girl was afraid of strangers. She called several times before she came over and apologized:

"Uncle, my grandpa didn't mean it. He really didn't mean it."

"Well, I know, it's my uncle's fault. The joke is too much.

By the way, do you know what happened in the village recently? "

The little girl nodded.

"Did your grandfather say why?"

"Grandpa said, Grandpa said

The little girl was a little embarrassed, pinching her fingers, as if she was hesitating whether to say it or not.

"Don't worry, tell your uncle that he won't tell others."

"Grandpa said that it was the people in the village who were greedy for compensation. For that money, they didn't even want their ancestral graves. The ancestral spring had knowledge, and they had to jump with anger.

Grandpa also said,

Originally, the location of the ancestral tombs in our village was excellent. This time, it should not have been relocated to us. It was the village head who colluded with someone above and forcibly moved this line here.

The West Village was demolished a few years ago, and the people of the West Village lost a lot of houses and money. Everyone lived in the city. The villagers were greedy and wanted to demolish. "

Zhou Ze nodded at the words.

Ancestors have opinions, maybe there are, but it should not be those ancestors who "come back with their souls" who did the damage.

"What else did your grandpa say?"

"He told me not to run around at night, saying that I had been restless recently and that there were dirty things running around the village. I asked grandpa what it was, whether it was a fox or a wild dog, and grandpa didn't tell me."

Dirty things,

Scurrying around?

Come out at night?

Zhou Ze lit a cigarette and thought slowly in his heart.

What the girl said before about the West Village should be the village where Lao Xu used to live. The East Village and the West Village should be a surname, and everyone's ancestral graves should also be drawn together. With Lao Xu's current wealth, he should disdain to covet this compensation. The reason why he undertakes this matter is that there are also his ancestors lying in it.

If it weren't for ghosts,

Will it be funny when it becomes a fine thing?

If it's a spirit, it makes sense, but dealing with a spirit is actually a little more troublesome than a ghost.

At this time, there was a cough in the room, and the old man woke up.

Zhou Ze went to the bedroom door and looked at the old man who had sat up.

The old man glanced at the little girl standing next to Zhou Ze and immediately scolded, "you little devil, you dare to fight my granddaughter, and I will

I will... I will... "

After thinking for a long time, old man Cui couldn't think of any way to further threaten.

"I'm here to solve the problem entrusted by others. I don't have time to fool around with you. If you mess around again, I'll find a relationship to send the girl to the welfare home. Anyway, your appearance and conditions don't look like you can take care of the child."

"You..... Dare you......"

The old man's arrogance immediately weakened a little.

The little girl is very clever. She smokes a wooden bench for Zhou Ze to sit down. Zhou Ze says thank you, spits out a smoke ring, and points to the old head:

"Come on, what's the situation? You have Yin and Yang eyes. You should be able to see what the villagers can't see."

Old man Cui stammered a few lips and tentatively asked, "are you really here to help?"

"Is it good for me to lie to you?"

"Well, I tell you, this is a sin, this is a sin created by future generations! These ancient things, these............."

"To get to the point, is it the ghost of our ancestors who did things in the village?"

"No... No." Old Cui shook his head.

"Then what did you scold them for?"

"I'm just angry. What a good ancestral tomb, what a good feng shui location. My parents, my grandparents, were also buried there. As a result, they dug them up, and everyone's bones rolled together.

You have me, I have you,

No one can tell who belongs to whom!

What do you say this is not evil? "

Zhou Ze nodded. "Go on, what is it?"

"Did you see the threshold of my house?"

"See, it's very high."

"Be specific."

Zhou Ze stood up and walked to the threshold of the living room. The threshold has been for years, just like this old mud house, but there are two recently rubbed marks on the outside.

"That night, he came, knocked open my door and wanted to come in.

But the threshold is too high,

He can't jump. "

Zhou Ze raised his head, looked at old Cui who was still sitting on the bed, and said in a deep voice:

"Zombies?"

"Cough, cough, cough..." old man Cui coughed, "what else can it be except zombies?"

"Then why don't you say anything?"

"That day, he was dressed..." Cui Lao's face showed ferocity: "he was dressed in local clothes. How can I know who he was pretending to be? It was dark, and I couldn't see his face clearly, and I didn't dare to go outside."

"I'm back."

Xu Qinglang came back with some cooked vegetables and bought some boxed meals.

"You're awake." Xu Qinglang glanced at old man Cui.

"Hehe." Old Cui smiled and said nothing more. He knew Xu Qinglang. After all, he was also a child who grew up in this area. Without help, old Cui walked slowly to the living room.

Xu Qinglang put the dishes on the small table and brought some benches.

The box lunch was put on it, and the cooked vegetables were spread out on the plastic bag,

Zhou Ze sat down beside him, glanced at the small table, and asked strangely:

"Why did you buy three boxed meals?"

"What does it mean to buy three?

Just the three of us, so buy three,

Do you have a better appetite today?

Then I'll give you a portion of my meal. "