C7 Sulcus Tympani

Glass said this as if there was some truth in his words. I didn't think that this guy would actually hold back. I said, "That's fine, Glass. If you can even see the feng shui, then see how you're going to solve this."

Glass quickly waved her hand and said, "I only know a little bit about furs. It's just that this place is too evil, it's too obvious. As for how to solve it, I can't do anything about it. Jiro, is that the ditch you were talking about? "

I nodded.

Glasses looked for a while, then turned back and leaned against the pond, suddenly nervous, he asked, "Is your mountain still being mined?"

"It was not opened for a long time ago, the opening of the mountain and the firing of cannons caused the villagers to be unable to live peacefully. The villagers collectively complained and thus stopped the mining."

The glass window heard this and let out a long breath, "Fortunately we didn't open it. If we continue to open it, this mountain will be torn apart. The baleful qi gathered in the loudspeaker ditch will rush towards the village, and then everything will become chaotic."

The glass and I made another turn on the hill and went down the hill. The south side of the mountain had a lot of rocks and soil, so no one would open the mountain here, and the slope wasn't as steep as the north side. We arrived at the foot of the mountain in five minutes, directly at the location where Uncle Fu had opened his land.

The land was above the trough, near the edge of the trough, and the junction of the trough and the ground was overgrown with thatch and jujube trees. These jujube trees grew in clusters, and there were many thorns on them. The jujube that sprouted from them was very small, and not too sweet at all. Therefore, the villagers who opened up the fields usually dealt with the jujube trees directly. In addition to the mountain jujube tree and the thatch, there was another kind of grass on the slope of the trumpet ditch. I couldn't call it by its proper name, but we locals all called it the "Ghost Needle." As for why it was called, I didn't know. It looked like a toilet stopper. It was two centimeters long, and very easy to stick to, pinch by pinch.

This piece of land was at most five meters wide. It was dug from the side, gradually heading east. After digging for about seven to eight meters, it stopped. Glass and I went to the last spot they dug and looked around, but there was nothing. Logically speaking, Uncle Fu's digging caused this kind of strange event, and no one dared to come back. When Uncle Fu came to the south of the mountain to burn paper money, my parents followed him as well. They said that no one touched the bone, that they just burned the paper and went back, then what about the human bones that were dug up at the beginning?

"We looked around, but we couldn't find any clues." Where did you put it? " I muttered!

"Hey —" The glass suddenly cried out, as if in an emergency, an unexpected instinctive reaction followed by two "plop, plop" sounds coming from behind me. I quickly turned around and saw that the glass was gone! I was with him half a minute ago, and then we split up to look for bones, and why is it that now there's no one to call out to, and I was about to open my mouth to call out to him when I heard curses coming from the glass.

"Erlang, why are you pushing me like this, you're trying to kill me!"

The sound came from the bottom of the trenches, and I immediately understood that there was a lot of grass growing along the sides of the trenches, and it was especially dense, covering the edges, making it hard to distinguish the actual situation. It must have been that when the glass was searching for human bones on the edge of the trenches, I misjudged the location of the edges, and slipped on the air.

I went to the trough and carefully probed the edges. Looking down, I saw that the glass was standing at the bottom of the trough, the field my house was in. I had my left hand on my waist as I looked up, and when I saw me, I pointed at me and said, "Erlang, you're so bad. "If it wasn't for laozi's quick reaction, laozi would have already fallen to the side and died, just wait for your corpse to be collected."

"Nonsense, can I push you? You must have been careless and pushed the blame on me. " I retorted.

From the position of the glass stand, the glass must have slid down here, but luckily it did, because the slope was not very steep. If one reacted in time, they could either run down or slide down. This way, although the ditch was five meters high, it wouldn't be too dangerous. If he were to slide down from the south, it would be like a free fall without any reaction time.

The glass didn't buy him, saying that I was the one who pushed him down, and I kept insisting that he had accidentally slipped. While we were arguing, Glass suddenly stopped talking and her face gradually filled with fear.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

Glass suddenly took out his cell phone and threw it at me. I quickly moved two steps to the left and dodged it. It seemed that this guy had gotten angry from embarrassment and was about to attack me. I picked up my phone and was about to curse at you for being crazy when I heard the glass window shout from below, "Erlang, hurry up and get down. My leg is broken."

When I heard the words' glass leg ', my heart skipped a beat. This is bad! I didn't expect this guy to be so weak. It really is glass. A touch and it will shatter. I immediately slid down to the bottom of the ditch and asked, "Which leg?"

Glass did not reply, only saying, "Let's go!" He seemed to be in a state of panic and pulled me outside. I thought, "There's no problem with my leg, it's even faster than me."

At this moment, a gust of wind blew into the channel, echoing in the ditch. The sound was very sharp, like a person running while whistling, and sometimes it became bursts of laughter, drifting back and forth, sometimes behind his back, sometimes in front of his eyes. The entire channel seemed to be filled with laughter, causing one's mind to be in a mess, and one's scalp would go numb. The grass in the trenches and a spring tree by the trenches were all shaking back and forth, and the ground was blowing toward us in the wind, and for a moment the sky was dark. For some reason, my forehead was itching to scratch. I looked back at the glass, and saw that it seemed to be a little weak at the foot, and that my body was swaying from side to side, and that my body had lost its spirit, and that my eyes were still closed, and that they had been dragging me along, but now they were all behind me.

I thought, This is bad, the glass is in my hand, I don't have time to scratch my forehead, I immediately put more force on my feet, even dragging and pulling, pulling the glass out of the trough of the loudspeaker, the sound gradually getting smaller behind us, we have to make a turn for nearly thirty meters before we stop.

As soon as I stopped, the glass plopped to the ground, gasping and pale. The glass was taller and fatter than I was, and since it was September and the weather was hot, I was out of breath from dragging him all the way. We each rested for more than three minutes, then the glass scolded, "This place is too strange, we actually bumped into a ghost in the middle of the day!"

I thought it wasn't good to talk about ghosts in this place, so I decided to talk about it when I got home. So I threw the phone to him and deliberately changed the subject, saying, "You have plenty of money, right? Such a good phone can be thrown away just like that." "Also, why did you break your leg when you were just fine? It gave me a fright."

"I was trying to save you. At that time, behind you, there was —"

"Alright, let's talk when we get back!" I interrupted him quickly, because it was certain to come back to those things. Didn't people often say that there were evil spirits lurking in the dark? People couldn't just blindly ponder on this matter.

"Wait, let me catch my breath." Glass seemed to read my mind, so he stopped talking and sat on the floor, holding his breath. I looked around and couldn't see anyone in the entire southern part of the mountain. It was probably 3 o'clock, but because it was still hot, no one was working in the fields. After a while, I saw that I had rested enough, so I said, "Let's go, let's take a detour around Shandong."

Glass said impatiently, "Soon, soon. Don't be anxious, it's almost done."

I had a flash of inspiration and suddenly felt that the words' glass' seemed to enlighten me. I hurriedly asked, "What did you say?"

"We're leaving immediately, what are you rushing us for?"

"No, it's the first sentence!"

Glass was stunned, not knowing what I was doing. Seeing that I was serious, he stopped messing around and lowered his head to think. Then, he said word by word in a low voice, "It's going to be soon, it's going to be soon. Don't be anxious — —"

"Stop, it's going to — it's going to —?" I suddenly realized, isn't this what Uncle Sui Zi said two days ago, "Soon soon", and not "happy"? But what did it mean to be fast and fast?

The glass seemed to understand as he stood up abruptly. "Go find Uncle Suo Zi!"

As the glass rose to its feet, I saw that there was some dirt on his back, about the size of a palm, and it looked like a muddy hand had touched it. I didn't dare tell him, so I quietly took the handprint off for him.

We came to the Tusk Tassel house, a tiled house with a yard, north of the road, the North Lake. The structure of the courtyard and house was similar to that of Uncle Fu, but the difference was that the gate was facing south, which was in accordance with people's living habits. The so-called "Vermillion Bird before the Black Turtle, Left Azure Dragon, Right White Tiger" was derived from this pattern.

Uncle Sui Zi carried his hoe and was about to go to work. When he raised his head and saw me, he said, "I'm not home. I'm going out to play."

I lit a cigarette and said, "I'm not looking for a plug. I'm looking for you!"

Uncle Sui Zi chuckled and hurriedly took the cigarette, "Look, why are you being so polite. If you have anything to say, just say it."

"I'd like to ask when exactly did the Throat keep saying 'soon' a few days ago?"

"Aiyo, that's hard to say. Let me think." Uncle Sui Zi frowned and snapped his fingers. After thinking for a while, he suddenly said with determination, "September 18th. Right, it can't be wrong. It's September 18th."

"Are you so sure?"

"Your Aunt Gui Hua had something happen on the fifteenth of the ninth month. On the day he says it's a happy day, I told him to stop talking nonsense. He's been in trouble for three days already, but when you say it's a happy day, he'll beat you up. It's September 18th, that's for sure. "

"Do you know when he stopped?" I asked.

Uncle Sui Zi said, "I was talking about it yesterday, but I don't seem to have mentioned it today. During lunch just now, I said 'broken into pieces', and was then scolded by your wife."

"Why is that?"

"When your wife said 'Shattered' during the meal, she meant that the bowl was about to shatter and she was about to lose her fortune. Unlucky."

"Oh, okay. You're busy." Glass and I turned to leave, when Uncle Bolt suddenly called out to me, "Why are you asking this?"

I said it was nothing, just curious.

We got into the car, and the glass turned on the music, a soft tune, just in time to relax the nerves that had been tensing up. We took a few sips of water and lit a cigarette. "Now let's talk about Shannan first. I'll tell you why I threw my phone at you."

Glass said that he had been digging through a clump of jujube trees to see if the bones were hidden in them when someone pushed him from behind, and that his whole spirit was in the grass when he did that, and he had no idea what was behind it. The glass reacted quickly, considering that if he were to directly fall forward, he would definitely strike his head on the ground first, even if there was no danger to his life, he would definitely become a cripple. Therefore, when he was falling forward, he jumped, stepped on a protruding spot in the middle of the slope, took two hurried steps, and then jumped to the ground again. Then, arguing with me, his expression suddenly changed. He took out his cell phone and threw it at me. According to Glass, he saw an old woman suddenly walking out from behind me. The old woman reached out to push me down, but she seemed to have something on her mind and hesitated. It was at this time that Glass threw me away with her cell phone because time was short and there was no time to explain, so she wanted to use me to avoid the natural reaction of the cell phone to avoid the hand behind her.

"What did the old lady look like?" I asked.

Not very tall and very thin. He was wearing a white shirt that was spread out at an angle. His trousers were green, and he was leaning on a bamboo pole. Oh, and he had a blue turban on his head." "Her face, however, is so blurred that I can't see her face, but I'm sure it's not a matter of vision.

The person described in the glass was definitely the same person I had seen at Uncle Fu's house. I was certain that the person who had followed us up the mountain was the old lady. But why did he follow us? Didn't they say that ghosts are afraid of three lights? Is the legend wrong that she can follow us against the sun, or does she have some sort of superpower? Glass threw the cigarette butt out the window, drank a few mouthfuls of water and then said, "I'm flustered to say my leg is broken. I just hope you get down quickly. It's too dangerous up there. Because according to your personality, if I told you to come down, you would definitely ask me for the reason, so you wouldn't be able to explain it in a short while. "

"Later on, when the wind entered your mouth, it was too strange. I saw that you were in a trance, but I only felt that my forehead was very itchy. This is a bit strange."

Glass thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "You and I have different destinies. You have something they respect, or fear. Look, first, you said they were frightened to see you at Uncle Fu's house; second, the old lady in the south of the mountain tried to push you, but hesitated; third, you were safe at the bottom of the trough. We're all together in these places, but you don't end up the same as I do. So you do have something out of the ordinary. "

"Right, I understand!" The glass slapped his thigh. "I see, the plug said it was coming. It means you're coming. So when you came, he stopped talking. At first I thought he meant that your aunt Gui Hua was almost finished, but the timing and end of his speech were wrong, and it was a good fit for our arrival. "It looks like the plug really has a hidden agenda. You're right this time."