Interrogate you pig's head, I'm not a prisoner. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 I choked the monkey angrily, and then said to myself, "But grandpa seems to be very busy lately, and he doesn't care about me, and he doesn't know what he's busy with....

I know what your grandfather is doing, and I saw your grandfather go to the village chief's house this morning, and he must be worried about the murder that happened in the village, after all, it is also an eventful time in the village now. Tianhong said proudly.

Okay, look at your little example, don't brag, you don't care about the affairs of adults, hurry up and discuss how to visit the old golden head. The monkey unceremoniously hits Tianhong.

Well, let's do it, after the three of us arrived at the foot of Longtou Mountain, we first hid in the woods and observed for a while.

When it was completely dark, we went to the old golden man's house to see if he had the white clothes in his house, and if so, then he must be the man in white who pretended to be a ghost and scared us on the mountain. Tianhong is arranged in an orderly manner.

Okay, let's go.

The monkey is in a hurry to do things, and he has no brains to say that he has no brains, anyway, he always rushes to be the first, but this is also his most simple and lovely place.

In this way, a group of three people took advantage of the evening night to come to the foot of Longtou Mountain in the dark.

At this time, the mountain was already quite silent, and in the night, you could faintly see those shadowy trees on Longtou Mountain, standing quietly on the mountain like guards.

After climbing a few small hills, the old golden man's home was already faintly visible about a hundred meters in front of us.

An old kerosene lamp, flashing a little yellow light, quietly sprinkled in the room, in this time of silence, set off a quiet and peaceful night.

Okay, let's hide in this forest first, and when it's so dark that we can't see our fingers, let's go to the old golden man's house slowly in the dark, and observe the situation in his house. Tianhong asked us in a mosquito-like voice.

Okay, let's be here first. I looked at the terrain around me, and it was indeed good for hiding my figure, so I nodded in agreement.

As for the monkey, he is a vassal character, and he will be the first to agree with whatever we say, so naturally he also nods his head in praise.

In this way, we lurked quietly in the night for more than 20 minutes.

But for a short period of time, I was just happy to be bitten by mosquitoes.

Especially the legs, there are small bags everywhere when they are bitten, but they don't dare to make a noise, the night in the countryside is too quiet, so quiet that any small noise will be infinitely amplified.

Anyone who has been to the HN countryside knows how vicious the mosquitoes are in summer, but at the moment, they can only eat yellow lotus dumbly, and they can't say what they are suffering.

Tianhong, I'm about to be bitten to death by mosquitoes, how long will I have to wait? The monkey was starting to get a little restless.

Don't make noise, be careful to be heard by the old golden head, then it will be a reward, I was bitten too, you think you are alone by mosquitoes. Tianhong choked back to the monkey angrily.

It's all your bad idea, and I'm itching to death from the bite right now. When I was younger, I started complaining.

Shhh,,,hh Tianhong diverted the topic at this time.

I looked at the old golden man's room, and it was indeed much brighter. I couldn't help but wonder, "Could it be that he lit a fire in the house?"

It looks like the situation is a bit like, what is he doing with the fire in this big summer? Tianhong was talking to himself on the side.

If you want to do more over there, you can just go and see it.

After that, the monkey went to the side of the hut, and I wanted to stop him, and then I saw that the sky was completely dark, so I simply pulled Tianhong and followed the monkey's footsteps to the old golden head's house.

The hiding place is not far from Lao Jin's house, it is only about 100 meters, although the black light is blind, but with the advantage of being familiar with the terrain, it only took less than two minutes to touch the southeast side of the house.

When Tianhong and I walked slowly to the side of the hut, the monkey was already lying on the windowsill and looking in.

Do you see anything? I asked the monkey in a very small voice.

The old golden man put a brazier in the house, and lit two white candles, and a lot of strange things, like magic weapons, I don't understand at all? The monkey whispered in response.

What the? Are you sure? Tianhong asked the monkey in disbelief.

Yes, don't believe it and see for yourself. With the monkey in hand, he gently moved his body to make room for Tianhong to look inside the window.

Because Tianhong was only 8 years old at the time, and his family was poor since he was a child, he was somewhat malnourished, so his stature was relatively short among his peers.

After struggling for a while, Tianhong finally saw the situation in the room, but after only one glance, Tianhong shrank back in panic, and then sat outside the night room with a heartbeat, without saying a word, holding my left hand tightly with one hand, obviously extremely nervous.

Tianhong, what's wrong with you, what do you see, why are you so nervous? I asked Tianhong in a mosquito-like voice.

After a while, perhaps having calmed down, Tianhong whispered, "You can see for yourself, but I warn you, don't make a sound, otherwise we are very likely to follow in the footsteps of the black hair."

I didn't pay much attention to the meaning of Tianhong's last sentence, because the tense atmosphere had already made my whole body tremble a little, and the night at this time was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers, and the moon had not appeared for a long time, and tonight seemed to be destined to be an ordinary night.

I was a cut taller than Tianhong, and I could easily reach the window, and then look in impatiently.

The layout of Lao Jin's small room is very simple, in today's words, it is a one-bedroom apartment, and the old Jin head is standing in front of the god case in the hall at this time, with his back to the window, as if he is worshipping the ancestral god.

And on the case, there is a brazier, which burns some yellow paper, as a rural person, it is naturally easy to recognize, it is paper money, in layman's terms, that is - the money of the underworld!

Hey, it's a little strange, how is today's old gold head dressed strangely?

Usually I see him wearing coarse linen clothes, but today I actually wore a black robe, the cuffs of the robe are sewn with gold thread, and the whole robe looks very good in terms of workmanship and materials.

But what's even more strange is that the shoes that the old golden head is wearing today are also black cloth shoes, black clothes, black pants and black cloth shoes, and with this white candle that is flickering and extinguishing, what kind of trouble is this?