Huang Zha paper don't look at the craftsmanship, but a lonely old man, no children and no daughters, usually only one hobby is drinking, what rice wine, beer, liquor and wine are not taboo. Especially when he was working, he quickly tied the paper figure with one hand, and carried a wine bottle in the other.

Ma Chengfeng: These are still the two bottles of wine that Tuo Yunqiang gave, the best "rice flower fragrance", I thought that this old wine Mengzi couldn't salivate when he saw the wine? Unexpectedly, Huang Zha Paper actually pushed him away. "Let's go! Believe me, go as far as you want, don't come back! ”

Ma Chengfeng stood firmly in front of the door and looked at Huang Zha Paper, what's wrong with this guy? Don't you welcome me? You haven't offended him yourself, have you? I used to learn a little craft from him. In his hometown, except for the old blind man, he was almost the only one who was the best for himself. What's going on today? If you open your mouth, you want to kick yourself out?

"Master Huang, what's wrong with you? If you didn't say a word to me last time, you won't say goodbye, and the old blind man said that you went to the Black Province to help, but ...... Why? Is something wrong? The more Ma Chengfeng thought about it, the more wrong it became, especially the expression of Huang Tie Paper, he was much younger than the old blind man, at most about fifty years old, because he belonged to a "special type of work", and he was tied to paper people and paper horses in the house all year round, and the wind could not blow the rain, so his appearance was much younger than his peers, and he was relatively whiter. But after a few months, Huang Zhazhi seemed to have aged a lot, his cheeks collapsed, his eyes were blank, and even the sparse stubble on his chin began to turn white.

"Cheng Feng, don't ask so much, listen to your uncle's words, go quickly! Either go to the old blind man, or go back to Kuanchengzi, where the family is not safe. After that, Huang Zhazhi pushed Ma Chengfeng away, and simply stretched out his hand to close the door, no matter how much Ma Chengfeng knocked on him, he didn't open the door.

"This old man, what kind of evil wind is he smoking today? This is my home, I can't even go back to my own home, so where can I be safe? Ma Chengfeng stood on the empty bazaar, the drizzle above his head already drenching him.

Hu Xiaoxi sensibly held up an umbrella for him, and said Cheng Feng, don't be sad, maybe Master Huang has something unspeakable. He won't hurt you, or ...... Or let's go back.

Of course, Hu Xiaoci didn't want to stay in this small mountain village, there was nothing here, no food or drink, and even the people who lived were hard ondols. How good is Rehe? Everywhere is her favorite delicacy, living in the courtyard house, and there are so many children playing with her, and the worst can make fun of the sunspot.

Ma Chengfeng looked back at the street, and there was no one on the street. He carefully reflected on the words of Huang Tie Paper, as if he was familiar. That's right, it's almost exactly what Grandma said in last night's dream, why did they all let themselves get out of here in a hurry? Even if a big disaster comes to the door, can it be that he relies on his own ability and the fox spirit who has cultivated for 500 years...... Can't you protect yourself? Is even a strange person like Huang Zhazhi afraid? How powerful will that opponent be?

Ma Chengfeng straightened his waist and inadvertently twisted his back, and the wound on his back was still faintly painful.

"Master Huang, Cheng Feng put these two bottles of wine here, I'm leaving, take care." Ma Chengfeng put the two bottles of rice flower incense in front of the door in an orderly manner, and turned around and left with Hu Xiaoxi.

"Is this the way to the station? Cheng Feng: Where are we going now? People are hungry. Hu Xiaoci followed behind him and said aggrievedly. To put it on in normal times, this playful little fox has already been giggling and playing with Ma Chengfeng along the way, but the fox spirit is smart and knows how to read people's faces, now Ma Chengfeng's face is solemn, she doesn't dare to mess around anymore, so she has to follow him silently, and the two of them have been under the light rain all the way, through the town, around the forest, and walked towards the tomb mountain.

"Maybe they're right, it's time for me to leave, and now I'm only a burden to everyone. Accompany me to kowtow to grandma a few more times. Ma Chengfeng stood under the rain, knelt in front of the muddy grave, holding his grandmother's cold tombstone with his hands and closing his eyes, as if he had a sense of steadiness returning to his mother's womb, and stayed for half an hour, Hu Xiaoci didn't dare to say much with an umbrella for him.

I don't know what's wrong today, there is no rainy season in the Northeast, but today's light rain is like Jiangnan in April, flowing endlessly, maybe it also reflects the gloom in Ma Chengfeng's heart at the moment.

Cheng Feng ...... That ......" Hu Xiaoxi couldn't hold back, and just wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Ma Chengfeng.

"Little fox girl, let me accompany grandma more, let's leave immediately, take you to a far, far away place to play in the afternoon, see the great rivers and mountains of our motherland, and eat all the delicious food of the provinces, okay?" Ma Chengfeng leaned against the tombstone with his eyes closed and said.

"Good is good...... Can...... I mean...... Didn't you ask me last night if there was anything unusual about my grandmother's grave? ”

Ma Chengfeng suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed with a murderous light like a jackal, which actually scared Hu Xiaoxi.

"What the hell happened to Grandma's grave? Do you see something? He rushed forward, grabbed Hu Xiaoci's neck and yelled without any pity.

"It's empty! Empty! Empty! Hu Xiaoxi pointed to a small hole behind the grave and said. This should be a hole made by a gopher, a little guy like a gopher likes to live in a cold and damp underground cave *** It is often seen in the cemetery, but it is very strange that this little guy chooses a nest to ensure that it is an empty grave, or the body in the coffin has been completely rotten into black mud. This phenomenon cannot even be explained by biologists, and perhaps gophers also have spirits and do not like to take away human habitation.

"There's no soul in the grave." Hu Xiaoci said, gesturing.

Hu Xiaoci doesn't look at the usual giggling and joking, but at the same time, she knows that looking at the owner's face, especially if she is so sensitive at this time, she will never joke.

Ma Chengfeng pushed away Hu Xiaoci, the boss with both eyes glared, took off his coat, and began to dig the grave without his bare shoulders, regardless of the pain of the wound on his back, and the grave of his grandmother was not too high, all of them were pointed by the old blind man. Although it is not a treasure of feng shui, it is also the safest place on the tomb mountain. The Ma family is a notoriously poor person, and everyone knows that the old lady of the Ma family has no money, and it is impossible for someone to come to rob the tomb.

Half an hour later, the rain had already drenched him, and his head was dripping down with locks of water, and his body was full of muddy water. The soil of Grandma's grave had been dug up, revealing the thin-skinned coffin underneath, the nails of which had all been lifted out, and the lid of the coffin revealed a small slanted slit. Ma Chengfeng knelt in the muddy water, trembling his hands, and slowly removed the coffin to take a look...... The coffin is empty!

(End of chapter)

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