I volunteer for the underworld

My uncle was a little helpless and asked me to go to rest first, saying that there was something to talk about tomorrow, and then asked me what to eat?I simply gave them all the food in the backpack. They must not have eaten well these two days here.

Especially my uncle, who is dark and thin, looks like a coal digger, I looked at him distressedly: "Don't worry, Su Han and I will find a way to get you out of here as soon as possible, uncle, although you have become like this , but in my mind, you are still the most handsome uncle!"

My aunt let out a chuckle: "Don't worry, your uncle is just a little darker, he really isn't thin, you know that black makes you look thinner? Don't make up your mind."

The uncle waved his hand and said impatiently, "Go and rest, I don't want to hear your voice anymore."

I patted my sore arm, took a few breaths of pain, endured the pain and went upstairs to Su Han who was waiting for me, and said to my uncle and aunt: "You two should go to bed earlier, with me here, Don't worry."

After I finished speaking, I felt that my image became taller in an instant. I felt very reliable when I heard these words. It became scum.

I heard my uncle say to my aunt: "Why do I feel that it's even more out of order?"

My aunt patted my uncle, holding back a smile, and said, "I haven't seen you for some days, Yue Yue is more humorous."

I:"……"

I followed Su Han back to the room and started my life-threatening series of questions. Su Han responded while making the bed.Only then did I know that Su Han had indeed been here a long time ago.

But he didn't seem to talk much about it. He only said that at that time, this place was not called Gushuli, but Gushuli.

I asked him what he was doing here?Is there me?

He smiled and glanced at me: "You're not here, what am I doing here?"

I rushed over happily, hugged him and fell on the unmade bed, pressed him down, kissed him hard, and then was pushed away by him in disgust.

"Get up, you stink to death, go and wash."

I hugged him regardless and wiped the sweat off his face, and was kicked several times by him before I reluctantly went to wash up.

You have to go to the backyard downstairs to wash your hands. There is a well, and you need to fetch water yourself. When I went down, I saw that the backyard was so dark that it was too dark. I started to think about it, and I always felt that there was something in the dark. I was a little timid, and after thinking about it, I called my uncle and asked him to come down and wash together.

Uncle was picking up towels and toiletries, when he heard this, he snorted coldly and said, "If you're afraid, just tell me, I don't know you yet?"

I explained: "I'm not afraid of the dark, I'm afraid that there will be dangers hidden in the dark, and you really should wash up, why haven't you taken a shower in the past few days? It stinks."

"Hehe, are you qualified to say that?"

I raised my arm and smelled myself, it was okay, not too smelly.

My aunt went with us and helped turn on the lights, otherwise it would be pitch black and it would be troublesome if I fell into the well.

The physical work had to be done by my uncle. He studied the wooden barrel and successfully pumped out the water once. He poured the water into the basin and asked me to clean it up.

In the past, I often took off my clothes in front of my aunt, and I didn't feel embarrassed. Seeing him standing by the side today, I feel a little embarrassed for no reason.

My aunt saw it, and said with a smile: "You still know how to be shy? Sure enough, it will be different if you have a partner. Let Su Han come and wash with you?"

I thought about it and agreed.

The day was very sultry, so my uncle directly washed it down from the head with a bucket, and then shook his hair: "Shuang, Xu Chuyi, you also come, I will wash it for you, and let Yueyue turn on the light."

So the lamp came into my hand, and I watched the husband and wife help each other to clean each other with a depressed face.Grinding my teeth secretly, by the way, isn't it me who wants to take a bath?Why are you feeding me dog food again?

They finished washing quickly, my uncle left to turn on the light for me, and my aunt went up first.As soon as I took off my clothes, Su Han came down, and my uncle simply gave Su Han the lamp.

"I'll leave it to you. This guy is very ink-stained. The water is too cold. Don't let him wash for too long."

"Okay, you guys rest first."

Uncle looked at me worriedly, and told me again: "Just wash up casually, don't get sick again, and don't be so particular about going outside."

With a big wave of my hand, I told him to go to rest quickly: "I know, I know, I'm not a child."

Uncle glanced at Su Han, his expression was complicated for a while, and he left without saying anything.The basin on the ground was filled with water, and there was a full bucket beside it.This is my uncle. He has always been like this since I was a child. He disliked me while taking good care of me. A boy with flowers was forced by my mother to be a father and a mother to pull me up. Not an easy boss.

Thinking about it now, my uncle really worked hard.

I was silently moved for a while, thinking that if my uncle gets old, I will definitely take good care of him.Then he started pulling Su Han and undressing him.

"Wash together and wash together."

He patted my hand away and forced me to turn around with one hand: "Hurry up, it's almost time."

"What time?"

I poured water on my body with my hands, and I was shocked by the cold: "It's so cold."

Su Han patiently explained: "In the ancient tree, those villagers will come out as soon as the morning arrives. Think about it for yourself, what will those villagers look like in a village that has been buried by mudslides?"

Yes, I was so happy to see my uncle and aunt that I almost forgot this, this village has already disappeared.Many years ago, it was completely buried below by mudslides, so how could the houses here be so intact?It is even more impossible for the villagers to be alive.

Thinking of this, I felt the water getting colder, and asked, "What time is it?"

"You have 15 minutes."

I didn't dare to smudge any more, so I took the towel that Su Han gave me and scrubbed it for a few times, then stood up and agreed, and he washed me from head to toe again, and soaped me.

I was screaming in the cold, and he laughed at me.

"Okay, let's go back." He was finally satisfied, and handed me a nightgown, and I quickly took it and put it on.

When we got upstairs, the lights in my uncle and aunt's room were still on, and there was a faint voice of talking, so small that I couldn't hear what they were saying.

After returning to the room, the coolness of the well water had disappeared, and he felt stuffy again, feeling a little sweat on his skin.

Before I got to the bed, the light went out suddenly, and at the same time, I heard music coming from outside.The music sound is very unique, I can't tell what it is, it has a very mysterious and ancient feeling.

The music sounded for a while, and the singing also appeared, it was long and melodious, and it was impossible to hear what was being sung.Some are like the special music for dancing gods on TV.

When I asked Su Han, Su Han gave a "shh", motioned me to keep his voice down, and then said in a low voice, "It's about the same, they are holding a sacrifice, and this music means that they are going to sacrifice."

"Sacrifice?"

Hearing this word makes me feel very uncomfortable.Since the reform and opening up, feudal superstition has been banned. Although those ancient sacrificial activities have been restrained a lot, they are still going on in some remote areas.

It's fine if it's an ordinary sacrifice, the sacrifices are at most livestock, fruit, wine and the like.However, some sacrificial activities are very dark and bloody.

I heard from my grandma that when she was young, she lived in the grandma’s house for a while, and saw a sacrificial event, and the sacrifice used for the sacrifice was a young girl who had just reached her full age.The villagers tied the girl to a bamboo raft strewn with boulders, and pushed the raft into the river.

Grandma saw the girl and the bamboo raft silently at the bottom of the river. She cried desperately and begged the adults to save her, but the villagers knelt down happily and said that the sacrifice was accepted by the river god, and the river god would definitely bless them.

Grandma was so frightened that she got sick for a long time before she recovered. From then on, she never went to grandma's place again.

I still remember my grandma's expression when she talked about that incident, sad, lamented, and deeply disgusted!

"Where is there a river god? The villagers were worried that the bamboo raft would not sink, so how could it not sink with so many stones tied to it? If I were the river god, I would definitely punish those ignorant and vicious people!"

Grandma is a very gentle and open-minded person. Except for that incident, she has never had a bad face, which shows how indelible that incident is in her heart.

Since then, when I hear words related to sacrifice and sacrifice, I will immediately think of my grandma's expression, and then I will feel uncomfortable.

The music was getting closer and closer, and I could already hear the sound of neat footsteps and the high-pitched shouts of the villagers.