Old Man Sun glanced at me and said, "Won't you know once you try?"
"How?" I asked.
The Old Man Sun said, "In the human world, ghosts do not exist. But in the Underworld, ghosts did. Aren't you a ghost now? Just see if you have a shadow. "
I looked at Old Man Sun in surprise. "There's a shadow of a ghost in the Underworld?"
Old Man Sun replied, "Yes. Not only was there a shadow, but there was also a shadow. Some of the shadows looked like they were about to eat someone. That was what you did when you were alive. Some of the shadows have a kind face, eating and chanting, that is what you did before you died. If you do so many good things, then the good will be able to make the evil feel better. Then, when you reach the underworld, you will be a guest of the King of Hell. If you receive good wine and good food, when the time comes, you will be reincarnated as a good person. "
I curiously asked, "What if we do many bad things?"
Old Man Sun said, "If you do too many bad things, the evil will eat the good. You are a great villain. After arriving in the Underworld, he was sent straight to hell to suffer, and he wanted to come out again? "This is going to be difficult."
I thought about it. It felt like I hadn't done anything bad in my life. I should be better than evil.
Thinking up to here, I lightly slapped myself again: Hu Chujiu, Hu Chujiu, you're not dead yet, why are you thinking about this?
Old Man Sun handed me a box of matches and said smilingly: "Take pictures, take pictures?"
I took the match. "Is this the Underworld? I have a shadow? "
Old Man Sun said, "Do you know after looking at it?"
So I took a match. The light of the match was a little weak, but it was enough to illuminate me. I looked back and was startled.
I saw someone following me. The man had a crying face on the left and a sly smile on the right. Whether it was crying or laughing, they were both extremely horrifying.
I exclaimed, "Who is that person?"
Before I could finish, the match in my hand went out. The man disappeared with a puff.
I turned around and looked at Old Man Sun blankly. "Is that person my shadow?"
The Old Man Sun nodded meaningfully.
I scratched my head. Didn't they say that ghosts have many shadows? Why am I the only one? "
Old Man Sun grinned and said: "Isn't that simple? This is neither human nor the underworld. "
I asked, "Then where is this place?"
Old Man Sun replied with an irrelevant answer: "We are almost there."
At this moment, I could vaguely hear a few voices. It was very noisy. There were men's voices, and there were also women's voices. They were all very young, and seemed to be chatting.
I listened hard, but I couldn't make out what they were saying. But the tone and manner of their conversation brought back memories of the students lying in bed in the middle of the night talking.
Then I saw some yards ahead.
Logically speaking, the houses in the village should be adjacent to the Zhang Family and the Li Family connected to the Wang Family, one by one. However, the courtyard here was very strange. No one was close to each other, and they were all independent. Their distribution was like the yurt on the prairie.
The carriage entered the village and stopped.
I suddenly noticed that the village was filled with weeds. The grass was yellow in color and it creaked under our feet.
This voice was too familiar to me. I turned my head to Old Man Sun and said, "This place can't be the same waste grave on the school field, right?"
Old Man Sun laughed: "You are quite smart, you guessed right again."
I looked around and saw neither the teacher nor the police. It seemed like this space was very strange, it truly was not human.
The Old Man Sun dismounted the horse from the carriage and pulled at the reins with one hand and me with the other. The horse and I followed him unwillingly.
During this process, the horse would look at me from time to time. I noticed that his eyes were a little strange. I turned my head to avoid his gaze.
This strange village was actually a graveyard, and those small yards were actually tombs. We came to the center of the waste grave, there is a small temple.
There was a black plaque hanging at the entrance of the temple. I looked up, but it was too dark to see clearly.
Old Man Sun casually tied me and my horse to a stake at the side. This caused me to be very injured, why am I treated the same way as a horse?
Old Man Sun did not immediately enter the small temple, but asked a little kid at the entrance: "Do you have time to see me?"
The little ghost directly said, "No."
Old Man Sun almost choked on his words. Obviously, he was not prepared for this answer.
I saw the Old Man Sun hesitate for a moment before asking, "An important guest?"
The kid nodded.
Old Man Sun said, "I have brought a person. His soul might be useful, I don't know if this elder is interested."
The kid crossed his arms and said, "I'm interested, so I'm definitely interested. However, compared to that customer, forget it, it's just a small matter of yours. "
Old Man Sun smiled apologetically: "Then I will wait a little longer, I will wait a little longer here."
The little ghost pointed to the side. "Go stand over there. Don't block the door."
Old Man Sun bowed and left.
I sighed. "This is called being difficult to deal with little ghosts."
Actually, this small temple was not that big. It was only a big room. Now that the door was open, I could see inside.
There was a altar there, and on it was a clay immortal. I looked at him carefully, but I didn't know who he was.
Next to the altar stood seven or eight more children made of clay, who looked like servants.
In the center of the room, there were three other people. They were standing inside the temple with their hands down, talking to the statue on top of them, as if they were talking about something.
I didn't pay much attention at first, but I soon noticed that the three of them were very familiar.
The first person I noticed was the one on the left. The back of this person looks like me no matter how I look at him.
Logically speaking, no matter who it was, they would have very few opportunities to look at their own backs. Therefore, a person's back was a stranger to them. But when you really face yourself, the feeling of being electrocuted immediately makes your scalp tingle. You realize that this back definitely belongs to you.
The person standing in the middle confirmed my thoughts, because that person was Mr. Zhao, I am absolutely confident this time.
As for the person on the far right, he should be the Small Week.
I took a closer look at the three of them. Like the Old Man Sun, they all have flesh.
There are only three paper men left in the graveyard, I thought. Our bodies have come to this place.
When I found out that the three of them had something to do with me, I leaned over and listened to the conversation to see what they were saying. The result surprised me.
I heard a low voice say, "Do you think you're qualified to work with me?"
Then, it was the voice of the Mr. Zhao. "Qualifications aren't something that can be changed forever. Maybe I don't have it now, or maybe I will have it in the future."
The gloomy voice sneered and said, "Not bad, you have great ambitions." I don't know if this is praise or irony.
The voice continued, "You are not qualified to talk about cooperation with me now, nor will you be able to talk about cooperation in the future. Because you have no future. "
Mr. Zhao reflexively took a step back.
Just then, the Small Week cupped his hands and spoke sincerely: "Old man, this Mr. Zhao is not bad. He came on his own accord. I think he was sensible enough to bring him in. "
The gloomy voice was a little surprised. "Oh? Didn't you capture him? "
Small Week said, "No, Mr. Zhao has some methods. It's not easy to capture him."
The deep voice was silent for a few seconds, then said: "Your surname is Zhao?"
Mr. Zhao respectfully replied: "Yes."
I have never seen the Mr. Zhao so serious, this made me feel that it wasn't real.
The deep voice said, "Why did you come here? "Since you know your way around the world, you should know that if you come to my place, you will most likely die."
Mr. Zhao laughed: "I know. But I also know that after entering the waste grave, it would be hard to leave. Since I can't get out, I might as well take the initiative and enter. "
The gloomy voice laughed loudly, "Not bad, you have guts." This time, he was completely praising her.
Mr. Zhao modestly said, "You flatter me."
The gloomy voice said, "Although you have guts, it's useless. I still want to kill you. Anyone who came here would not be able to leave this place alive. However, I can give you a chance. After you die, I can leave behind your soul and let you work for me. "
Mr. Zhao immediately said, "It might be more useful to leave my body and soul behind."
"What do you mean?"
Mr. Zhao pointed at me and said, "This is my Eldest Nephew, I tricked him to come here."
The gloomy voice said, "You didn't even let your own relatives get away with it, yet you are so heartless."
Mr. Zhao said, "I am heartless, I will not die if he dies. I'm not ruthless. We both have to die. I am the lesser of the two evils. "
He then patted my body. "His body is very good. I've heard that the old man's boys like to possess. Maybe this body works. I'll just give it to you as a greeting gift. "
I felt like my lungs were about to burst. Mr. Zhao used my body as a gift? Just to get him out of here alive? Looks like he was really up to no good when something inexplicably happened to me.
The gloomy voice nodded in satisfaction and said, "You are very sensible. However, you are of no use to me, so you will still die. "
Mr. Zhao immediately said: "I do, I do. Old man, I can stay on earth and look for more bodies for you. "At that time, not only can you possess a body, but you can also use this new body to go live in the mortal world."
The gloomy voice replied, "Oh." It seemed as if it was moved.
After a while, he said, "Pull him closer. Let me see."
Mr. Zhao immediately dragged my body to the altar.
Inside the house was silent for a long time, and then, he said in a gloomy voice, "Not bad, not bad. This fleshly body is very good, I will use it to go to the mortal world in the future. "