C4

I was helped to a seat and kept asking how I was feeling, what I was feeling, if it was my mother. Actually, I just can't see clearly for the moment. I think my eyes must have slipped off, everything else is normal, so I shook my head and said it's fine. But in his heart, he was thinking, why did he feel like he was struck by lightning just now, could it be that I have stood for too long, and that the nerves beneath my feet have been suppressed?

I forcefully squinted a few times, but when I slowly opened my eyes, I saw my mother anxiously looking at me. I said that I was fine, so she let out a long sigh of relief. I looked again at Aunt Guihua, but that didn't matter. She had a twine around her neck, about the size of her middle finger, and as I followed the twine, I saw that the other end of the twine led to the door, where a child was holding it.

The child was about ten years old, waving the rope in his right hand. In the middle of the rope was a man, hopping up and down. It was obvious that they were playing skipping rope, and we used to play at school when we were kids. Two people swing the rope, a group of people jump, who tripped over the rope who took over the rope. Now it was obvious that the child had made a trap of the end of the rope around Aunt Guihua's neck, saying that when one of the people brandished the rope, when he himself called himself the other person waving the rope, the person in the middle was jumping. Cold sweat broke out all over my body when I saw this scene. My heart seemed to have stopped beating. Clearly, these two were definitely not human.

I tried to be calm, to be calm, which was one of my strengths, and I tried to be calm in any kind of emergency. I organized my thoughts. I finally found the reason why Auntie Gui Hua's neck was raised so much just now, but what should I do next? I looked at the child carefully, hoping to find some clues about him. It was a small boy, very thin, barefooted, and dressed very poorly, with a bit of a pair of short pants, which were exposed below the calf, patched up, with a hole in the knee, a long-sleeved shirt, and a row of buttons on the chest, the kind that should have been made a long time ago. At this moment, the little boy was standing there waving the rope, happily enjoying himself. The person in the middle was a middle-aged man, around fifty years old, wearing a lot of clothes. He had a pair of broken military shoes and a full beard like Marx. I didn't know the child, and the middle-aged man had his back to me, so I couldn't see his face, and I wanted to get closer to look better. At this moment, he heard someone clapping. It was an old lady sitting in front of the side room. In fact, if she hadn't applauded, I really wouldn't have been able to find her. The old lady was very thin. She had a walking stick in her right hand and was about to stand up with her hand on the wall. I looked carefully at the old lady and didn't recognize what she was doing, but at this moment, the person who jumped off the rope actually jumped and turned around. When I saw the face, I was shocked and involuntarily shouted, "Old Cao!"

Hearing my shout, the little boy, the old lady and that Old Cao, Fifth Fatty, immediately stopped and turned to look at me. All three of them had the same expression on their faces at the same time — fear. However, when their expressions flashed by, the three of them rushed to the northwest corner of the courtyard. The three of them ran under the poplar tree and climbed up the tree one after the other without any hesitation.

"Erlang!" "Wake up!"

I suddenly woke up from my stupor and found myself sitting in an armchair with a group of people surrounding me. My parents were standing on either side of me, and there was a person standing right in front of me. I raised my head and saw that it was Hua Mao and the others.

"This is called a direct hit!" "Actually, it's only a matter of time before he wakes up."

So that was the sound of the leopard cat, trying to wake me up.

"I see! There are three of them! One is an old lady, one is a little boy, and the other is Old Cao Wu!" I looked at their impatient gazes and slowly said.

"Old Cao! Fifth!" When the surrounding people heard that there was a fifth brother Cao, they couldn't help but cry out. Their expressions all changed, and they didn't dare to speak loudly as if they were afraid. They could only lower their voices and discuss amongst themselves.

I got up and looked at Aunt Gui Hua. When I saw that the angle of her neck had returned to normal, it seemed to have something to do with those three. "How is Aunt Gui Hua?" I asked.

"His breathing has become even and powerful, but he is still unconscious." Laifu said as he wiped her face with a wet towel. Laifu's voice was heavy and he seemed extremely tired. He must have spent many nights taking care of Aunt Guihua.

"What happened to your left hand?" I saw that Uncle Fu's left hand was wrapped in a white cloth, as if he had been injured.

Before Uncle Fu could say anything, Mom pulled me aside and said in a low voice, "That was when I gave the written book. The wound was too big to stop bleeding, so I wrapped it in white cloth."

"Letter of delivery?" I asked, and at the same time my mind cleared. It seemed that things were getting closer to my dream, but I was afraid that my mother would know about it and worry about me, so I pretended not to know anything.

"I forgot the contents of the book. In any case, the content is basically about Yin people causing trouble. Please make the decision or something like that, sign it with the name 'Life and Death', press the Life and Death Seal, and then burn it."

"Seal of Life and Death?" "What is it?"

I was waiting for my mother to answer. If she said the ring finger, middle finger, and index finger were blood-stained, then the whole thing would be exactly the same as my dream, and the chances of coincidence would be very small. Who knew that at this critical moment, the leopard cat suddenly spoke up, "Where did the three of them go?"

I was waiting for my mother to reply. I didn't expect the leopard to suddenly ask this question, so I couldn't react in time. "Who is it?" Just as I said that, I reacted, "Oh, I went up the tree!"

"Up the tree? "Up what tree?"

I pursed my lips. "That's the poplar tree!"

"White poplar?" The leopard was shocked and quickly asked, "Where is it?"

I was stunned before I realised that the leopard cat was blind, so I couldn't see a poplar tree in the yard. "There's a poplar tree in the northwest corner of the yard that's as thick as two people's arms."

Unexpectedly, when the leopard cat heard this, it immediately became angry and shouted, "Come!"

Uncle Laifu was just taking care of Aunt Guihua when he was startled by the leopard cat's drink. Actually, it wasn't only him, I was also scared. I thought to myself, it was just a tree, there's no need to be so excited. Laifu looked at the cat in shock. "What's wrong?"

"Didn't you say that there are no trees in the yard? Why is there a poplar tree?!" The leopard cat was like an interrogator as she scolded the rich uncle.

When Laifu heard this, he seemed to understand. "I saw you cut down the trees in front of your house. If you said there was a tree in the courtyard, you wouldn't have to chop it down, so …"

"Are you stupid!?" The leopard cat sighed, "At such a time, you still care about this? What a fool!"

"Uncle Li, are you serious about this?" I asked.

"Of course, this is related to the Feng Shui house. There are mulberry trees in front of the house, implying that the funeral is in front, and willow trees behind the house, implying that it is hard to keep descendants and that money is lost. His name was Laifu. Even if the wealth really did come, it would still be gone. The poplar tree in the yard was even more deadly. The poplar tree was hiding evil intentions, and it must not be left to stir up trouble. As the saying goes, 'no mulberry trees before, no willow trees after, and no ghost people clap their hands in the courtyard.' The ghost claps his hands like a poplar tree. "

"Why does the white poplar make me clap my hands?" the glass asked.

"When the wind blows and there's a rustling sound, isn't it a ghost's clapping?" The leopard cat explained.

"Aren't people also clapping? Listen to me." The glass asked and even clapped his hands. With a "pa pa" sound, the glass was stunned. "Something is wrong with the sound." He immediately thought of something. "That's right. A person's clapping is definitely the sound of claps. Isn't it true that the more people there are, the louder the sounds will be?"

I kicked at the glass to signal him to stop. The sound of the ghost clapping his hands was terrifying. The words of the leopard gave me goosebumps because I remembered the sound of the poplar tree in the courtyard when the old lady clapped her hands.

The leopard cat didn't care about the glass at all. She turned around and pointed at rich uncle and scolded him, "The sins of heaven can be forgiven, but the sins that you commit cannot be lived on!" With that, he turned and left, and no one could stop him.

The sudden words from the flower leopard made me puzzled. The reason why Uncle Laifu didn't want to say that there was a poplar tree in the yard was to protect his property. This was human nature, so there was no need to go up to the level of evil.

After the leopard cat left, a few people also left. When they left, they all looked at me with strange expressions. In the end, all that was left were Uncle Laifu, Aunt Guihua, Uncle Laifu, my parents, me, and Glass. We looked at each other, not knowing what to do. Laibao broke the silence. "You really can see that thing?"

I nodded.

"They really climbed up the poplar?"

I nodded again.

"Chop down the trees!" After speaking, he looked over at Uncle Fu. Seeing that Uncle Fu had also nodded in agreement, he turned around and walked out of the house. It was most likely about Zhang Luocheng's matter. I saw that I couldn't help for the time being, so I asked my mother to accompany me for a walk. Glass immediately followed me.

"How did Auntie Gui Hua offend those things?" I asked, and the glass perked up its ears at my question.

"Whose child is this? It's almost noon, and you're still not going home to eat?" My mother glanced at the glass, as if she didn't want to bring it up in front of anyone.

"Oh, this is a good friend of mine from university. He was the one who drove me home today. It's fine, just tell me."

Glass nodded.

With that said, his mother told him everything that had happened.

As it turned out, our village had limited land. In order to increase our land, many villagers went to the south side of the mountain to clear the wasteland. Because it was located at the foot of the mountain and had a lot of gravel, the land was barren, so it was not suitable for growing crops. Now that the burden on many families had increased, and they were forced to go there to explore, the land would naturally belong to them. Auntie Gui Hua and Uncle Li Fu had also opened up a plot of land there, which was located above the southern part of the mountain. It was located in the middle of the Mt. Bu, with the north and the north connected to the foot of the mountain. Because of the repeated years of rain pouring down from the mountain, it had formed a large crater with an opening towards the south, and the bottom of the trough had a certain slope with the mountain, so the name of the crater came from here. The opening was at the point where the foot of the mountain met the flat land. There was a difference of about five meters between the opening and the opening. Because the soil in the southern half of the ditch is more or less the same, my grandfather had opened up a plot of land there in the early years. However, the location was not very good, and most of the time, he would only grow some cash crops like mung beans and sesame seeds. The land where Aunt Guihua and Uncle Laifu had opened was on the eastern edge of the trough of the trumpet.

According to his mother, Uncle Fu and Aunt Gui Hua had dug up the land here a few days ago with a special steel fork. This steel fork had three teeth, each about twenty centimeters thick, slightly thicker than the thumb. The position close to the handle was square, and then it slowly moved towards the cone at the tip, which was especially suitable for digging into the mountain. They dug until the middle of the afternoon, feeling hot and tired, so Uncle Fu took off his clothes and smoked a cigarette. After smoking a cigarette, he began to dig again. Suddenly, a "kacha" sound could be heard from the bottom of the fork. When Laifu heard this, he did not think too much about it. At the foot of the mountain, most of these situations occurred because he had found a rock. Thus, Laifu's uncle dug up the soil with all his might. It turned out to be a bone, the arm bone of a human. But it must have been a long time, because the bones had dried up.

Laifu still didn't take it to heart, because there were many graves in the southern part of the mountain. Most of them had been there for a long time, and almost no one recognized them anymore. In the end, when the old man died, he didn't usually bury his body here. The reason was that he had started the mountain very often in recent years, so he was afraid that he would scare them with his cannon. Therefore, most of the graves were almost flattened. In addition, during the War of Resistance Against Japan, many of the soldiers who died in battle were piled up together and buried. Laifu threw the bones aside, but something happened the second time.