It seems that someone was missing in the village.

The fellow villager hurriedly put on his shoes and said, "Let's go, look for it quickly, Lao Wu's daughter cannot be lost!"

At this time, he happened to see me and came over to remind him: "Young man, something happened in the village. Stay at home and don't run around."

"What happened? Do we need to help?" I kindly suggested, actually wanting to follow the tent and see if there are any clues.

Uncle Wang refused without thinking: "No, this is our own business in our village, no need for outsiders to interfere!"

His eyes looked at me were obviously full of hostility.

I suddenly remembered that Zhao Wuyang once said that when they first arrived in Wuyan Village, the villagers showed great hostility towards them.

Zhao Wuyang even used the word "hate".

Soon, the fellow villager led the villagers out of the house, and we were left in the yard. Even before the fellow villager left, he called his wife aside and whispered a few words. So her wife sat openly in the yard with the excuse of drying peppers and monitoring our every move.

I also happened to have the chance to meet the crazy girl.

She was wearing dirty clothes and sat on the threshold with her eyes blankly. The iron chain on her neck was thick and long, and the other end was locked on the door frame. When the crazy girl saw a stranger, she immediately became excited and kept smiling at us stupidly.

Li Mazi poked me maliciously: "Brother, you are charming and are so popular everywhere you go! Look, the girl smiled at you? If you want me, you might as well stay here as a son-in-law, and you will definitely be able to inherit one acre of three-point land. As for me..." Li Mazi took out a small mirror from her pocket and looked at her face carefully: "I am not as good as you, and this place is definitely not suitable for me to survive. Let's go back honestly. Leave your small shop to me with confidence..."

The more he spoke, the more he became more and more proud, and he became more and more dancing.

The sun shone on the mirror, and the bright light just shot on the crazy girl's face.

The crazy girl seemed to be stimulating, and she screamed strangely, so scared that she crawled back into the house and never dared to come out again.

The fellow villager's wife was startled and ran to the door to look in: "What are you calling? You hide, always hide under the table."

After shouting, I didn't think much about it and continued to dry the peppers.

It seems that crazy girls often get fucked like this.

Li Mazi was stunned for a while and said in confusion: "What's going on with this crazy girl? What's the name of it? I was shocked."

Zhao Wuyang explained on the side: "The world of mentally ill people is very different from that of normal people, and they cannot be treated with a normal perspective."

But I stared at the little mirror in Li Mazi's hand and was in a daze.

The crazy girl was obviously stimulated by the mirror in Li Mazi's hand. Did she remember something?

The madness of the crazy girl may be related to that weird bronze mirror.

It was almost noon, and the fellow villager who went out to find someone rushed back in vain. His wife hurriedly came out: "How is it? Have you found someone?"

The fellow nodded and nodded with exhaustion on his face, obviously not wanting to say more.

His wife was anxious and didn't see his face. She asked in surprise: "I found it, where did you find it?"

The fellow villager seemed to frown and winked at the dirt house where we lived: "What are you saying in the house?"

The two of them quickly entered the house and closed the door.

It's like guarding us against thieves.

You refuse to say that there are always people who are slutty? I took out two boxes of cigarettes from Li Mazi's backpack. Just as I was about to go out, Li Mazi grabbed me: "Brother Zhang, are you going to use my cigarette for favor again? You gave all the cigarettes to others, what should I smoke?"

I smiled at him: "Pump the air."

Perhaps it was because the lost person had been found. The fellow villager heard that we were going out for a walk, but there was no special stop. He just told us that we were easily lost in the mountains and told us not to enter the mountains and come back early.

Zhao Wuyang and I nodded and went out.

Li Mazi was so angry with me that she hid in the house and slept.

Because Zhao Wuyang had been to Wuyan Village, he took me around for less than fifteen minutes.

"Did you see it? This village is just a palm-sized place. When I came here, I thought Zhang Qinghai was crazy and brought us to such a place."

Perhaps because he thought that all his companions at that time had been skinned, Zhao Wuyang's voice suddenly became a little lonely.

I patted his shoulder and comforted him softly.

Zhao Wuyang suddenly raised his head and said with some resentment: "If such a thing happens, it's all Zhang Qinghai."

I was slightly stunned, looked at him twice, and said with a smile: "Do you know? I have come into contact with a lot of things from ghosts and gods over the years, the most of which is resentment. If a person has an indelible resentment before he dies, he will definitely become a resentful after he dies. The reason why you become like this is that although Zhang Qinghai has some relationship with him, it is not very much. The main reason is that you are yourself. For example, if you don't have the courage, you will be attentive to everything you do, and if you don't have anyone around you, you can't make up your mind. You say you like traveling, but in fact you have always followed other people's footsteps? Do you have to go out alone and see the scenery you really like?"

Zhao Wuyang was obviously stunned.

"Besides, Xue Peng, he will end up today because of his greed for money and ill-gotten wealth is not desirable. Since he dares to touch other people's funeral objects, there will be no good results! Although Xiao Sisi, although she doesn't know why she is, there must be a reason. Each of you has his own weakness, and Zhang Qinghai knows this weakness. He used it by the way and completed his plan!"

Perhaps I said too much, and Zhao Wuyang remained silent for the next time.

I even think that I have been criticizing too much?

Which onion and clove of garlic am I? What qualifications do I have to criticize others?

I looked around awkwardly, pretending to look at the scenery with a relaxed look. On the way, I met a young villager carrying a hoe, obviously going to work in the fields.

I hurriedly walked over with a smile: "Brother, let me know something about you. Do you know where the scenery is good nearby? I want to take two photos."

While saying that, he respectfully handed over a box of cigarettes.
Chapter completed!