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Chapter 38 Old Friend

Many of these tombstones are made of wood, because in the past, the village was poor and few families could afford stone monuments.

There was actually a row of old birds squatting on the wooden tombstone. I roughly counted them, and there were about a dozen of them.

The old bird is the crow, as it is commonly called here.

I took a breath, Damn it, the old bird is listening to the show, what a fool!

This is an ominous sign, just like the green dragon circling the pillar and the black tiger digging out the heart.

"Forget it, let's go, I'm afraid we can't afford to offend this thing." I retracted my head and said to Shen Que.

"What is it?" Shen Que stuck his head out and took a look in disbelief.

I shivered with fright and shouted: "You don't want your life?".

"What are you afraid of? What a beautiful girl." Shen Que dismissed it.

I stretched out my head in confusion. The sight shocked me. Damn it, isn't this Ding Xuemei?

Ding Xuemei is the most beautiful girl in our entire Pingan Town.

I don’t know how many men have been fascinated by her oval face.

Moreover, when I was in junior high school, I was my deskmate with her for a few days. At that time, I always smelled a faint fragrance on her body.

I didn't understand it at the time, but now I know that it is the so-called body fragrance.

It's a pity that I stopped studying later, so I lost contact with her. And I didn't have a mobile phone at that time, so I couldn't even add QQ.

At this moment, Ding Xuemei has disheveled hair, charming red lips, and a pair of peach blossom eyes that make people's bones go numb.

I swallowed in dismay. I hadn’t seen Ding Xuemei for so many years, but she was still as beautiful as before.

It's even more touching, less pure than the student days and more charming, but it doesn't make people feel debauched.

"Gu Zhou, you pervert, are you worthy of your girlfriend by staring at her like this?" Shen Que muttered in a low voice.

I coughed dryly and explained: "I don't mean that she is beautiful, I just want to see if she is human."

Although Ding Xuemei looks like a normal person, I always feel that this Peking opera is not performed by her.

Moreover, her eyes suddenly lost the charm they had just before, and the moment she looked at us, it even sent shivers down my spine.

I secretly had a bad secret and was discovered.

At the same time, all the old birds listening to the play on the tombstone all looked towards us. The candlelight turned their eyes green, which was very strange.

I pulled Shen Que down and shouted in a low voice: "Let's go, let's go, or we'll be torn apart by them later."

Just as I was pulling Shen Que and preparing to escape, Ding Xuemei suddenly stopped singing and spoke in a sad and sad tone.

"I don't know how high the blue sky is and how thick the yellow earth is. I only see the cold moon and warm sun, which are used to fry people's lives."

Hearing her faintly say these words, my heart inexplicably felt tight, and an indescribable sadness spread from the bottom of my heart.

For a moment, I felt like I had no hope for life, and I just felt that life was meaningless.

The shadow of Master suddenly appeared in front of me. He smiled and waved to me, as if asking me to follow him.

With tears in my eyes, I stood up and chased after Master.

"Gu Zhou, what are you doing!" Shen Que pulled my hand hard.

I came to my senses, tears streaming down my face, and I felt completely overwhelmed.

"You were about to run to the cemetery just now, but I held you back." Shen Que looked at me doubtfully.

"Didn't you hear what she said?" I calmed down and thought about my reaction just now, as if I had lost my mind. For a moment, I felt ashen and carefree.

"I heard it, but what's the point?"

"No...it's okay, I just remembered something." I shook my head, a tear falling from the corner of my eye.

Shen Que told me that after Ding Xuemei said these words just now, all the candles in the cemetery were extinguished, and then she disappeared.

I rubbed my head and said we should go back first, we would probably see a ghost tonight.

Shen Que showed no fear at all and found it very novel.

When we got home, Shen Que and I fell asleep.

The next day at noon, it was me who asked her to get up for dinner, and she got up.

As soon as she and I returned to the village after dinner, the village chief found me and asked me in a low voice if I had seen any clues in the village.

I said no, everything is fine.

Although what happened last night was a discovery, it was useless for me to tell him. Instead, it would make people in the village panic.

The village chief pondered for a while, then suddenly whispered: "Gu Zhou, don't be afraid that our village can't afford the reward you want. You just need to help deal with these weird things in the village. The conditions are up to you."

I smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle Li, it's really not about money. How much money can I spend by myself now?"

I'm afraid that my abilities are limited, and I'm also afraid that I'll get involved.

"Okay, wait a minute, you are a Taoist priest, let's see if this works." After saying this, the village chief trotted back.

After a while, I came back with something in my hand. It was a Bagua mirror, but it was different from the one Master gave me before. This Bagua mirror was golden yellow, with no glass inlay in the middle. It was almost twice as thick as the ordinary Bagua mirror. .

Moreover, there is a circle of small characters engraved on the back, which seems to be some Taoist secrets.

It does seem like this thing has some background, but I can't see what's so special about it.

"This..." I hesitated for a while. I wanted it but was afraid of burning my hands. If I wanted it but couldn't solve the troubles in the village, then I wouldn't be able to do business at that time.

"Take it, take it, Uncle Li believes in you, don't worry I will never deceive you, this thing is good, I got it from Shi Bodhisattva." Li Yongbao forced it into my hand.

I put it away half-heartedly, thinking that if the Stone Bodhisattva had a spirit, he would probably come to you to settle accounts at night. This is not borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha, this is stealing.
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