Ghost King's Vicious Dog

Although the dwellings prepared by the villagers for them were simple, they seemed to be the best house in the village. The house was cleaned cleanly without even a single spider web. We could see their hospitality and hard work.

But there is one thing that is not good, that is, there is no electricity in the village. Fortunately, the crew brought a small generator themselves, and it is no problem to set up a light in the yard or charge a mobile phone.

Jiang Tian sat on the bluestone steps at the entrance of the courtyard and played with his mobile phone.

There is no signal in this place, so you can only play stand-alone games.

Jiang Tian manipulated the small robot on the screen to fight with the system monster. Ten minutes later, Jiang Tian's little robot was kicked to death by the monster, and the parts were scattered all over the place, so the game was over.

Jiang Tian put down his cell phone, stood up and stretched his hands and feet. Looking at the dark road and brick houses of different heights in the distance, he suddenly became interested in this village and wanted to go for a walk.

He turned around and walked into the yard, and reported to Shao Xing: "Master, I want to go for a walk in the village."

Shao Xing said gently: "Do you need me to accompany you?"

"That's not necessary, I'll do it myself."

Shao Xing sighed softly, pretending to be regretful and said: "I really grew up. When I was young, I always came over with a rope in my mouth, wagging my tail and begging me to walk you."

Jiang Tian: "..."

He is a human being at least now, can you stop comparing him with when he was a dog?

It's like you have grown up and become a decent and independent young man, but your mother keeps mentioning you when you were wearing crotch pants. Doesn't this sound embarrassing?

Taking advantage of the darkness, Jiang Tian gave Shao Xing a very covert look to express his anger and protest, then turned around and left the courtyard gate, intending to take a look nearby.

Wenshan Village is located in a deep mountain, and the construction team can't get in, so the village is full of brick and tile bungalows built by the villagers themselves. They are very low, let alone in the city, even in the countryside now. up.Looking around, it's like living in the 80s.

Jiang Tian walked along the dark dirt road, thinking about his dream that night.

In the dream, only the appearance of Wenshan Village appeared, without any other hints, that is to say, everyone in the village may have his demon soul. No, considering the last incident, every cat in the village has a ghost. Dogs can be included in the range of suspicion.

Jiang Tian felt a little headache, how long would it take to find a needle in a haystack like this?

Thinking about it, Jiang Tian suddenly saw a small kerosene lamp lit in front of him. In the dark environment where the doors of every house were closed and there was no light, the small orange lamp looked extremely warm, like a lighthouse on the ocean guide the way of passers-by.

Jiang Tian walked over and found that the small kerosene lamp was hanging on the fence.

He took a closer look, was suddenly taken aback, and recognized it.

This is the fence that appeared in the dream, but there are no wisterias in full bloom, only some withered vines are entangled on it, probably because winter is coming and the wisterias are all gone.

Jiang Tian looked inside the fence, and there was a low hut, and the lights were faintly visible from the papered windows.

The night wind suddenly blew, and the branches bared their teeth and claws like monsters, making noises. The nocturnal owls flitted across the sky, making strange calls, and the atmosphere suddenly became terrifying. Jiang Tian wrapped his coat tighter.

But he still decided to go in and have a look. Since this place appeared in the dream, the ghost must have some connection with it.

Jiang Tian stepped over the fence, walked to the hut, raised his hand and knocked on the dilapidated wooden door.

With such a knock, a lot of small stones and wood stubble fell down immediately. Jiang Tian took a step back, only to hear the sound of slow footsteps approaching from inside.

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The wooden door was pushed open, and Jiang Tian saw an old man over seventy years old, with gray hair, wrinkles on his face as deep as ravines, drooping eyelids, hunched back, wearing a cotton-padded jacket that had been washed until it turned white. It was originally dark blue.

"...Who is it?"

The old man's voice was just like her, hoarse like a broken bellows, Jiang Tian felt like he had stumbled into the witch's cabin in a fairy tale for no reason.

Jiang Tian settled down and put on a smiling face, "Grandma, I'm from the crew."

"Ah?" The old lady raised her voice, "What, are you here to feed the pigs?"

Jiang Tian: "..."

It seems that grandma's ears are not very good.

"No..." Jiang Tian raised his voice, trying to explain, "I'm here during the day, that drama! Team! I'm here to make a documentary!"

"Oh, are you here to get sliced ​​rice cakes? Son, grandma didn't make sliced ​​rice cakes this year, so come in and have some steamed stuffed buns stuffed with cabbage."

Jiang Tian: "..."

In any case, the old grandma let him in and let him sit on the edge of the kang. Trembling, she came out with the kettle and poured water for him.

Jiang Tian quickly picked up the enamel cup to pick it up, and then he asked silently: "Grandma, do you have bad eyesight?"

This time the old lady heard clearly, "Son, how do you know?"

Jiang Tian gritted his teeth, hissed and took a breath, "Because you poured hot water on my hand...it's hot."

"Oh, I'm so sorry, kid." The old grandma groped, brought an old towel from the side, and handed it to Jiang Tian, ​​"Quick, wipe it off, kid, don't blame grandma, grandma can't see."

Jiang Tian was slightly taken aback, wiped his hands silently, and asked cautiously: "Are you blind?"

He turned his head and glanced at the flickering candle lamp on the table, "Then why are you still lighting the lamp?"

The old lady had a kind face and said kindly: "I ordered it for my granddaughter, she likes to work at night."

"Your granddaughter?"

Jiang Tian looked around for a while, this room of less than ten square meters, only one kang took up half of it, other than that there was a wooden table, a dilapidated low cabinet, a charcoal stove connected to a dark chimney, on which stood One pot, taking into account the functions of cooking and heating at the same time.

Although the house is simple, it is very clean. It really doesn't look like a blind old woman living alone.

Jiang Tian asked, "What about your granddaughter? Where is she now?"

The old lady lifted the lid of the pot, took out two buns from inside, stuffed them into Jiang Tian's hands, and said to him, "You said Zhiqiu, she went to the mountains to collect firewood, and she hasn't come back yet."

"Oh, like this……"

Jiang Tian took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, but felt a little worried.The old grandma's granddaughter shouldn't be very old. If she doesn't come back so late, wouldn't she be afraid?

In short, Jiang Tian ate a steamed stuffed bun, but didn't find any useful clues, so he bid farewell in a daze, and returned to his residence.

A night without dreams.

Early the next morning, Jiang Tian was awakened by the fresh mountain air and the crowing of roosters.

This feeling is rare in the city, and it is much more comfortable than being woken up by a boring alarm clock.Jiang Tian got up from the quilt, stood by the window and stretched, looking at the endless mountains in the distance.

The crowing of the rooster also attracted the dog. When you barked, I barked. There were barks and barks, as if they were saying hello, which made Jiang Tian's heart itch, and he even wanted to change back to his original shape and join their dog's friendship. lock up.

He pushed open the door and saw that some people were already busy in the yard. Several support staff were sorting out the equipment. He saw Hua Yiduo also standing by the trunk to adjust his camera.

Although Jiang Tian came with him as a reporter for this shoot, he didn't plan to appear on camera. Basically, the interview shots were handed over to another female reporter.

So in the eyes of outsiders, Jiang Tian came here purely for a public trip - although there is nothing interesting in this place, although the mountain scenery is beautiful, but he can't go into the mountain casually, or he will get lost.

Jiang Tian greeted Hua Yiduo, then pushed open the courtyard door and walked out, wanting to go to the grandma's house last night to take a look...by the way, grab some steamed stuffed buns to eat.

Among other things, although grandma can't see with her eyes, her steamed buns are really skillful. The stuffing is big and the skin is thin, full and delicious.

Walking to the wisteria fence, Jiang Tian saw that the door of the hut was still closed, and there was a big rock not far away, and a few young men were squatting there smoking.

Seeing Jiang Tian, ​​he beckoned and smiled at him, "Brothers from the city, come over to chat for a while?"

Jiang Tian walked over slowly with his pocket in his hand.

One of the young men gave him loose cigarettes, took one out of the cigarette case and gave it to him.

Jiang Tian glanced at his cigarette case, it was a good pack of cigarettes, and they were not cheap.He took the cigarette, smelled it, and it was genuine.

Jiang Tian didn't smoke, but just put the cigarette in his pocket.

The young man asked: "Why don't you smoke? Is there no fire? I have it here."

As he said that he was about to offer him fire, Jiang Tian smiled, raised his hand and declined, "No, no, I'm currently quitting."

The young man hurriedly said: "Why, the family doesn't allow smoking?"

"...No."

But it's not family...

Jiang Tian also chose a clean place to sit down, turned his head and asked, "But your cigarettes are good, aren't they cheap?"

The young man laughed and said, "People live in the world and enjoy the word. When they get old and die, there is no way to enjoy it. You are still talking about me. I think the cars you drive are all luxury cars, right?"

Jiang Tian spread his hands, "Those are the company's cars, and we are hardworking social animals working hard for the boss."

He looked at the wisteria fence not far away, and turned the topic to himself, "Is there an old lady living in that house?"

The young man took a puff of cigarette, puffed out the smoke ring comfortably, and replied casually: "Yes, there lives a blind woman."

Jiang Tian frowned slightly. He didn't like the impolite address of the other party, but he couldn't get angry, so he could only endure it, and continued to ask: "Does that grandma have a granddaughter, how old is this year? I heard It is said that she went to the mountains to collect firewood last night, isn't it dangerous?"

The young man was stunned, and a little ash from the tip of the cigarette fell down, burning his fingers.The young man hurriedly shook his hands, shook off the cigarette ash, and asked Jiang Tian with wide eyes: "Who are you talking about?!"

Jiang Tian was also taken aback, "It's that grandma's granddaughter... I heard her name is Zhiqiu?"

The young man turned his head and glanced at his companions. The faces of the young men were not very good, and finally the young man said:

"Her granddaughter died long ago. She died last summer."