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Chapter 0003 Strange things again and again

"Don't listen, don't watch, go away!" Jiang Yue shouted lowly.

"Second brother, he is calling me a name, calling me Sangou!" Sangou is famous for being wild and vicious, and his voice is a little uncomfortable at this time.

He grabbed Jiang Yue and refused to let him continue to move forward.

"Second brother, it's soup, it's soup, it's soup!" Sangou became even more frightened.

"Who is the soup?"

"Tang Youqing's son in the village was asked to pick him up a few years ago, and he ate half of his head."

When Sangou reminded him, Jiang Yue immediately had an impression.

He returned to the village very few times on weekdays, but this tragic story has been heard. According to the villagers who had searched for the corpse at that time, the child died extremely miserably and had most of his head missing when he was buried.

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Yue's whole body suddenly became cold.

Without saying a word, Jiang Yue carried Sangou and was about to go. Sangou did not cooperate and couldn't stop flapping, covering his ears with both hands, kicking his legs, and shouting at the top of his lungs.

"I didn't see your head, I didn't see you. Soup, your head is called blind bear and chewed."

At this age of Sangou, he was determined not to cooperate. Jiang Yue couldn't stand him. He had to put it down, but the yellow paper was burned out, but fortunately there was still half a pack of cigarette in his pocket.

He took out three, lit them hard, and bowed three times to the void.

"Each debt has its own master, so don't look for innocent people. There is a difference between yin and yang, and each walks its own path..."

In the case like Sangou encountered, either the Yin people took the Yang path or the Yang people mistakenly broke into the Yin path.

Before the three cigarettes were burned halfway, Sangou slowly calmed down. Although there was still a look of horror in his eyes, it was already within the normal range.

Jiang Yue followed Sangou's terrified eyes and used a hoe to push away the grass, but it was a mass grave.

There was a living thing arching in front of a small tomb. When I got close, I saw that it was a yellow skin. There was a dirt monument tiled upside the edge of the tomb, and there was a vague word "Soup".

"The soup is buried here?" Jiang Yue asked.

Sangou shook his head and expressed uncertainty: "He is the same age as me and often plays with him when he was a child. He was only seven years old that year when he was taken away. When I was buried, I was at my sister-in-law's house in the town and I don't know where to bury it."

The yellow-skinned boy was surprisingly evil. When he saw someone, he not only did not avoid him, but instead looked back at the skull and looked at the two brothers, as if he was nodding, as if he was saying hello.

"Let's go." Jiang Yue only felt that there were evil things everywhere today and he didn't want to stay for a second.

The remaining road down the mountain, Sangou changed his previous chatter and remained silent.

It was not until the foot of the mountain that Sangou muttered, "Second brother, do you believe it? Sangou was calling me just now, and he waved to me with half of his head and asked me if I saw half of his head!"

Jiang Yue wanted to scold him, but he had organized the language for a long time, but he always felt pale and powerless.

"Three dogs, Qingming Festival, the lonely ghosts are not coming home. Maybe the soup is lonely, and no one pays homage to you on the Qingming Festival, so I'll say hello to you."

After Jiang Yue said that, he wanted to slap himself in the face, so how could he comfort the child like this?

Unexpectedly, Sangou suddenly smiled: "Second brother, that is, you can believe me. If you say to your sister-in-law or elder sister, you must slap me a big shot."

have to!

This child's brain circuit does not look like a normal child, and it does not seem to be comforting? Those unnutritious tablets may not be used on him.

The two brothers said this and made a fuss, and the depressing atmosphere suddenly became much easier.

Jiang Yue was about to speak when he suddenly grabbed Sangou.

Almost as Sangou staggered forward, a big white cat suddenly emerged from the grass where he was originally standing. Even in the daytime, the two green eyes were so gloomy that it was creepy that it was creepy.

Fortunately, the big white cat rushed and rushed, and it was not for them.

At the other end of the grass, there was a big snake in its serpent with its triangular head raised high. The snake novices couldn't help but suck at the big white cat, obviously in a first-level combat state.

But it is a spearheaded viper. The local soil is called turtle shell flower. It is highly toxic and extremely aggressive!

In front of Jiuli Pavilion, a white cat fights with vipers.

Another weird scene that makes people terrified.

From a biological point of view alone, the cat and snake battle is not uncommon.

But in Jiuliting, a place like Jiuliting, is a big white cat and a green viper. If it falls into the eyes of Yin and Yang families, it will definitely be a big deal.

What is there to say?

The white tiger fights the green dragon, and the world will make a big hole!

Sangou was not afraid of heaven. Although he was shocked by the soup just now, he was forgetful. He stared at the dragon and tiger fight with relish.

This time, Jiang Yue didn't accommodate and dragged Sangou away.

Seeing that the second brother's face was a little scary, Sangou seemed to have noticed it and stopped insisting. Although he was reluctant, he still followed Jiang Yue back.

Just looking back three times in one step, the enthusiasm of eating melons and watching the excitement did not seem to have just been scared?

"Second brother! Wait for a moment."

After walking a hundred meters, Sangou had problems again.

"Why didn't you make a good decision? This is not a big gold medal. Don't make any trouble."

Sangou opened his mouth wide and stared blankly at Jiuliting that had already landed behind them.

"Second brother, look, is the beam of Jiuliting broken?" Sangou, who has always been careless, did not look any hippie and smile this time.

Jiuli Pavilion is a wing-like structure with a high middle and low sides. The beam in the middle is like a human spine, and the rafters on both sides are like ribs.

The beam is broken, which means the backbone of the building is broken.

Jiang Yue looked around and saw the Jiuli Pavilion, which was simulating the shape of the surreal bird flapping its wings, so the top was really a bit sunken. The wings were flapping its wings and flying posture was obviously not as stretched as before, and it looked like the morbid Suzaku.

From a distance, a blue and black aura faintly appeared above Jiuli Pavilion, covering the pavilion like a lid.

If you want to make a far-fetched explanation and develop a little bit of association, the blue and black aura is like a heavy hammer hanging high above the Jiuli Pavilion!

"What's going on? Strange things happen every year, how special is today?"

This Jiuli Pavilion has been standing for so many years of ups and downs.

It's so good, why is the beam broken?

Although Jiang Yue did not fully believe in the Yin and Yang Feng Shui style, he was influenced by his family's origins and his awe of natural destiny and the situation of heaven and earth is true.

These sects appeared one after another.

Obviously something is wrong!

The biological mother enters a dream, the photo frame falls to the ground, the female shadow in the flower skirt, the paper money is flammable, the soup head is searched, the dragon and tiger fight, the vermilion bird breaks the spine...

Usually, even if you encounter one of them, it is absolutely terrifying.

Although Qingming is indeed a special day, it is like a TV series in just a few hours, episode after episode, without any interstitial advertisements.

It's all coincidences, and it's completely unreasonable.

Along the way, I saw my second brother having a lot of worries, and the three dogs seemed to understand.

"Second brother, are you worried about soup? The older generation said that you will encounter unclean things, burn paper, light incense, and pray for three times. Tang Tiao will be happy with me before he died, and you will not bother me even if you die."

Sangou's idea is very simple. In his cognition, he still doesn't understand the battle between dragons and tigers, and the Vermilion Bird breaks the spine.

He just regarded the matter as a coincidence.

Since the mountain people have been young, who has not encountered a few evil things? What's more, local local songs have said that at the end of Qingming Festival, lonely ghosts have no home. This song has been passed down from generation to generation, and Sangou has grown up since he was young, and he has long had psychological presets.

Therefore, although this matter is evil, Sangou only treats it as an isolated incident and does not think too much. Moreover, he does not have the ability to think too much at this age.

In other words, Sangou understands the shape slightly, but does not understand analyzing the situation.

If the first few things are just "shapes" and are isolated individual events, then the dragon and tiger fighting each other and the Vermilion Bird breaks the ridge, which will lead to a certain force.

Of course, this is just a little instinctive premonition of Jiang Yue's origins based on his family background.

No matter how premonition is, it involves the general trend of heaven and earth. Personal power is like a drop in the river and sea, and I am afraid it will not play much role.

Seeing that the second brother was disagreeable, Sangou was not annoyed, and said in a mess: "Second brother, is the snake that just now a green-skinned turtle-shelled flower? I'm afraid it's not more than a dozen pounds? If you catch it and put it on a large stove and stew it in a pot, it will definitely be very happy."

Sangou is a child from the mountain village, and he has the toughness of a mountain citizen in his bones.

There are only two kinds of survival logics in traditional mountain people’s life: either conquer nature or be conquered by nature.
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