He looked at Ma Ya in surprise, Ma Ya took off a piece of a small blade and handed it to him and said, "Do you have a taste?"

Ma Chengfeng took two bites into his mouth and chewed it, only to feel that it was like chewing coarsely, not only dry, but also smelling earthy.

"That's how the ghosts and gods eat offerings." Ma Ya explained.

Chu Xiangyun couldn't close his mouth and said, "Could it be that Huang Xian in this painting is really 'fine'?" Will it take advantage of our sleep at night to run out and harm people? ”

"No, don't worry, first, there is an ink fountain to ward off evil spirits, and secondly, I have that white tiger skin in my house, the tiger is the king of beasts, as long as there is its smell, no animal dares to do it." She is simply an encyclopedia in the mountains and forests. knows so much at such a young age, and she is worthy of being Ma Sihai's granddaughter.

After breakfast, the three of them drove the carriage to Zhaojialing.

Before I entered Zhaojialing, I heard the movement of crying father and mother from a distance, and the crying came from the east of the village. The three of them looked at each other, quickly jumped out of the carriage and ran over.

The Zhao family's impoverished home had another thin coffin, and the man walked out of the house with the old mother on his back, and the old lady's death was exactly the same as his wife Zhao Aiguo. Her eyelids were rolled up, the whites of her eyes were exposed, her face was blue, her mouth was slightly open, and a blood-red tongue was stuck out. Hanged again!

In front of the 'door', the innocent-eyed children were still playing with mud there, not making a sound.

"Mother!! What a wrongful death you have! It's the son who is not filial! Woo woo woo ...... "The six-foot-tall man cried and put his old mother in the coffin, and kept kowtowing like pounding garlic, and in the blink of an eye, his brain 'door' was bleeding.

Chu Xiangyun covered her mouth and stood at the entrance of the 'door' for a long time, she didn't dare to go in, it was too evil 'door', and the old woman who was close to her hand yesterday said that she would leave.

Ma Chengfeng wanted to go in and comfort him, but Ma Ya shook his hand at him and signaled him not to meddle in his affairs. "Brother Ma, there are taboos in the mountains, and whoever violates the taboo will be punished, you can't help their family."

In fact, Zhao Aiguo is 'very' worthy of sympathy, the family is poor, not to mention, the son finally married a daughter-in-law, but the daughter-in-law 'woman' gave birth to a child a few years ago but met a black blind man in the mountains, and when the family found it, there was only a pile of rotten bones left. The family relied on this 'fine' strong man to go into the mountains to hunt and chop firewood to feed, and now, the two elders of the family are gone, and only the father and son depend on each other. Ma Chengfeng looked at the Zhao family and couldn't help but think of his childhood.

The people in the mountains are very simple, and whoever has a big or small affair will come to help, but the Zhao family has such a big thing, but no blind date dares to reach out to help, why? It was because their family offended Huang Xian that everyone was afraid of getting bad luck and provoking Huang Tai Sin to take revenge.

Chu Xiangyun's tears were like breaking the embankment, and he kept flowing out, saying that no matter whether you help or not, the Zhao family is kind to my mother, and the one who died is my god's 'milk' and 'milk' godfather, how can I sit idly by? At least I'm going to keep a vigil for them tonight!

"Huh? Sister Xiangyun, don't scream 'messy'! What do you do grandpa 'milk' 'milk'? Phew! Ma Ya quickly covered her mouth, for fear of being overheard by something. You remember, you must not say that you have anything to do with the Zhao family, Wong Tai Sin's evil 'nature' is something you can't imagine, do you know why the villagers don't dare to come to help? This is Zhao Jialing, just like our Heilongtun, almost all of them are related to each other, but even relatives can't reach out to help at this juncture, because Huang Daxian may be hiding in the dark and watching, as long as it has something to do with the Zhao family, it can't escape the bad luck! ”

Chu Xiangyun is not unbelieving, she was originally a timid girl, but filial piety is the head, without the help of the Zhao family, there is no mother today, where can there be no mother? No matter how Ma Ya persuaded him, Chu Xiangyun insisted on staying to help the two old men of the Zhao family keep a watch.

"Brother Ma, you have to persuade Sister Xiangyun well, Huang Pizi's play should be too evil 'sex', and its methods are unimaginable. Sister Xiangyun will have an accident if she stays on tonight. Ma Ya instructed.

"Ya'er, in fact, I think your sister Xiangyun is right to do this, the grace of dripping water should be reciprocated, knowing that the two old men and the Chu family are gracious, how can they abandon them at this juncture? That would have been a few decades ago, it would have been a traitor! I received your kindness for Sister Xiangyun, so let's do it, I will accompany her to wake the spirit tonight, don't dare to say anything else, just a little yellow skin, I'm afraid it's not so easy to harm people in front of me Ma Chengfeng. You go back first, wait for the two old men to settle down in two days, it is estimated that your grandfather will come back, and then we will go back to Heilongtun. ”

Ma Ya frowned, and wanted to say anything, but it was in vain. I had to tell them how far they should hide at night.

Rural funerals are the most in need of manpower, not to say how much work to do, in fact, there are too many people, and the yang energy of the living is used to suppress the bad luck on the dead.

Chu Xiangyun cooked, and in the afternoon, Ma Chengfeng and the man went to the back mountain to dig a grave.

"Uncle Zhao, what's your son's name?" Ma Chengfeng asked him.

"He's a big name." The man said as he wiped his tears.

"This kid ...... Well...... Didn't you see the corpse of grandpa's 'milk' and 'milk'? Why didn't I see him crying? ”

"A child doesn't know what to do."

The two dug the grave and went back with a shovel to see that Chu Xiangyun had already cooked. Xiangyun is a typical Jiangnan girl, gentle and elegant, and cooks good dishes. The Zhao family was poor, so she only found a pound of noodles, and went to Tunzi to ask for two pieces of 'meat', so she cooked a pot of noodles for everyone.

"Dabao, why don't you eat for a day? Isn't this okay, it's time to grow your body, right? Ma Chengfeng brought the noodles to the child. The boy still recognized his life and quickly hid behind his father. Secretly spied on Ma Chengfeng with a strange gaze.

Dabao ate casually, but this kid was a picky eater, but the 'meat' inside didn't eat noodles.

After nightfall, the mourning shed was lit with dim candles, and Chu Xiangyun knelt in front of the mourning hall for the second elder of the Zhao family despite Ma Chengfeng's obstruction. The candlelight in the mourning hall was faint, stretching her figure diagonally. Under the dim light, Chu Xiangyun was less delicate than usual, but his face was a little pale.

The two elders of the Zhao family passed away one after another in two days, which made the man grieve and 'desire', crying and drinking strong wine in a sip, and soon drunk in the mourning hall. Helpless, Ma Chengfeng had no choice but to help him to the kang in the house.

The strange night 'color' has come, and the mountain wind blowing in the small village is cool on the people. At eight o'clock in the evening, every household in Zhao Jialing closed their 'doors', as if they were hiding from the plague, and no one was willing to sympathize with the Zhao family. At the entrance of the 'door', Dabao was still squatting silently playing with the mud, as if the misery in the mourning hall had not affected his childlike fun.