C82 Find a Scoundrel

I thought about Grandpa Gu's grocery that was trembling with fear. I said to A Chang: "Do you have a map in the grocery store? How did I know the location? "

A Chang said, "After you enter the grocery store, find a little person made of cloth dolls. "Bring this little one out, and I will find a way to find his grave."

Ever since I was tricked by others a few times, I have become extremely vigilant. I have to find out the reason behind everything, otherwise, I will always be kept in the dark.

I said to A Chang, "Can you tell me why this little person can find Grandfather Gu's grave? "If you don't tell me, I won't feel at ease."

A Chang had probably guessed what I was thinking and he said, "Logically speaking, even if the ghost died, it shouldn't be able to leave the corpse for too long. Every once in a while you have to go back to the grave and stay there. "

"However, not all ghosts can endure the loneliness in this desolate cemetery. Some of them still want to wander around the mortal world after they have died. At that time, they would use a piece of rag to make a puppet. Once the rag doll is contaminated with the corpse's corpse aura, it will become a substitute for the corpse. "

"They put the doll at a place where they can stay. It's accompanied by the doll, as if it's still beside the corpse. "This way, they can stay in the human world for a long time."

A Chang pointed at the grocery store. "So, as long as you take out the doll body, I can find the corpse's location based on the connection between the doll body and the doll body. Last time, Old Gu hurriedly left the Rain City and did not show his face again. I think that his little doll was too late to take it away. "

I nodded. I still didn't want to go. "When Grandpa Gu died, the village officials helped bury him. Why don't we find someone to ask about it?"

Mr. Zhao said, "Eldest Nephew, are you joking? When I went back, the village cadres found that ancient head's grave had been dug up.

So I said, "Well, I'll go back. "But, where is the Puppeteer?"

A Chang said: "It should be behind the counter, where he can reach it. That little person, most of it was made of cloth, but there were also people who replaced it with paper men. "Look carefully, in short, this little one looks like someone with the surname Gu."

I agreed and took out a toolbox from under the driver's seat. There was a broken flashlight barrel inside the box and pressed it to light it up. Then, I used it to light it up and walked towards Grandpa Gu's supply shop.

I took a photo with the flashlight. The door to the supply shop was not locked. I gave it a gentle push and pushed it open a crack.

I used the flashlight to take a look inside, the counters and shelves were all covered in a layer of dust, as for the doll people, I did not see them, it seemed like I have to go in and look.

I tried to cheer myself up: Grandpa Gu had already escaped, it was empty inside, there was no need to be afraid.

So I took a deep breath and went into the grocery.

As soon as I entered, a gust of cold wind blew through the door, causing me to shiver. The streets were cold, but the inside of the grocery store was even colder.

At this moment, my flashlight flashed and disappeared. I knocked on it anxiously, but it still wasn't lit.

I was a little flustered and thought: cars are broken cars, flashlight are also broken.

I hit the flashlight hard, and there was finally light all around. However, this light wasn't coming from my flashlight. It was coming from an oil lamp on the counter.

When I was outside, it was dark here. Why are you lighting the lamp now? Did Grandpa Gu come back?

I was scared to the point that my scalp went numb. I turned around and wanted to leave. At this moment, someone spoke up from behind me, "Little comrade, what do you want to buy?"

I subconsciously looked back and found that the person behind me wasn't Grandpa Gu, but another old man. This old man held a handful of poker cards in his hand as he played cards with the other three.

I turned my head and asked, "Who are you?"

The old man said, "I'm Old Gu's neighbor. "I don't know where that brat went nor did he look around the store, so I decided to come and help."

The other three old men nodded. "Yes, yes."

I looked at the feet of the four of them. None of them had a shadow, and they looked like ghosts.

I suddenly remembered that when I first came to the ancient head's general store, there were a few old men chatting there. I guessed that it was these few people.

They are ordinary little ghosts, not monsters like the ancient head. I don't have anything to be afraid of. After I figured this out, I said to the old man, "Oh, I'll buy two batteries. My flashlight canister doesn't light up. "

I didn't say anything about looking for a villain. These old men seem confused, but they are actually very shrewd. They might know what I'm here for as soon as they hear me. They are Grandpa Gu's friends, and they might help him deal with me.

The old man said absent-mindedly, "I think your flashlight is not about the battery, it looks like it's about the light bulb. Look for it yourself, I can't see it. "

Then he began to play cards again.

My heart was overjoyed. I immediately responded and went behind the counter to look for it. I saw the bulbs at first glance, and then I hid them.

I pretended to rummage behind the counter, but didn't find any small people. I started rummaging through the shelves again. Still nothing.

My head began to sweat. What's going on? Did Grandpa Gu take me away?

I was wondering when a piece of paper flew at my feet. To be exact, it was a poker card.

By the light from the counter, I could clearly see that it was a king. There was a small human portrait on it. If it wasn't Grandpa Gu, who else could it be?

I thought: Did he hide me in this card?

I was about to pick it up when a hand reached out from behind me and took it away.

It was an old man who was blowing the dust on his cards while complaining, "You guys be careful, this ancient head never let us play. Today, when he's not around, it'll be so easy to play with him.

The old men continued to play cards, and I began to figure out how to get the King.

After playing for a while, the old man asked me in concern, "Little comrade, did you find a light bulb?"

I shook my head. "No."

The old man comforted me and said, "Don't worry, light the oil lamp without a light bulb. "You can't lose your hard-working and plain style, and you can also remember that it's good for the advancement of your thoughts."

I kept answering.

Then he walked over and asked, "What are you guys playing at?"

The four old men were very excited. "We are playing Landlord." I just had a couple of young kids with me... Cough cough, I just learned it from a few young people. "

I muttered, "Four people playing Landlord?"

I casually asked the old man, "Which one of you is the landlord?"

The four of them jumped up from their stools as if they had been struck by lightning.

One said, "I'm not a landowner, I'm a poor farmer. Eight generations of poor peasants. Extreme poverty. "

The other said, "I'm not either. I'm a Party member. The organization has already examined it. "

The third one said, "I am even less. I am a jobless person."

The fourth voice was not as confident. "I set up a stall, but I am also the target of the battle."

I looked at the four of them with a bit of surprise, and after calculating their age, I thought to myself: It seems that these old men had gone through a very thorough baptism before they died.

I chuckled dryly. "Old grandpas, the strings for your class struggle are quite tight."

The few old men said one after another, "Of course, of course. Class struggle is an invincible magical equipment."

I said seriously, "However, the game you're playing is not good. It would not be appropriate to let anyone else be the local owner, but if it really turns out to be a fake, then that would be terrible. "

The other old men nodded in agreement. "That's right, that's right. We're not landlords, so why do we have to act like bad guys? "

One of them said in distress, "But we don't play anything else. Why don't we let the local owner of the stall, he's not a good person anyway. You can be considered a petty bourgeoisie. "

The man who set up the stall immediately became anxious. "Pah! You're the bourgeois, your whole family is. I have to pay for ten years of stalls, but I don't have any leftover food in my house, so I'm also a proletarian, right? "

I held them back. "Alright, alright, stop arguing. Let's play alone, I'll teach you guys. "

The four old men turned to look at me.

I said, "Drinking turtles. "Do you know how to play?"

The four of them shook their heads.

And I said to them, "Take out the king among you, and let him be a tortoise. Once you've divided your cards, draw the cards of each other. Once you've formed a pair, you can start to play. The last person held a tortoise in his hand. If you can't split it into two, if you can't, then you will lose. "

The stall owner immediately agreed. "This is good, this is good. I'm not a capitalist, I'm a tortoise. "

The other three nodded in agreement. I excitedly found the King and tightly gripped him in my hand. "You guys can play."

The four old men began to draw, and I made my way to the door. As I walked, I almost burst out laughing.

Fortunately, I'm smart. It seems that when facing a little kid, I don't only need to fight him, I also need to use my wits.

My feet had touched the threshold, and I could walk one more step out. Unexpectedly, someone behind me suddenly called out to me in a faint voice, "Little comrade, wait a moment."

Startled, I stopped.

I was only one step away from the door, and I felt as if I could fly out. These four people might not be able to catch up to me. But after hesitating for a second, I didn't take the risk.

I turned slowly and asked the old man, "What's the matter?"

The old man asked me, "You don't want to play two games?"

I shook my head. "I won't play."

The old man said, "Let's play. We old guys are very lonely, it's rare for a young man to come."

I still shook my head. "I still have things to do. I'll be leaving first."

The old man sighed in disappointment. "Fine, you can go now. But you forgot to bring your flashlight canister. "

I looked up and saw that the flashlight was still on the counter.

I nodded my head and went over to pick up the flashlight, just as I was about to leave. The old man suddenly reached out and grabbed my wrist.

I was surprised. "What's the matter?"

The old man smirked and said, "The King is still in your hands. Have you forgotten to put him down?"