After I drank the tea in the cup, Yue Changgui renewed me a cup.I took two more drinks and asked him.

After a moment’s question, I whispered, “This is trouble!”

Because according to him, although he was born here, he never heard anyone talk about the tomb.From the time he remembers, the grave is there.I didn’t see anyone on the cemetery every holiday.

Moving this kind of lone grave, which is the most troublesome thing, if it is not well, will really cause a bunch of things.

“Doesn’t anyone in this village know the history of this tomb?”I asked Yue Yue.

When I had finished asking, a villager who came in with us said to Yue Changgui, “Hey, old Yue!Nine ancestors are too likely to know!Just ask her old man!Her house was not far from here.”

Yue often heard the words, took a picture of the brain and said, “Yes!How can I forget the Nine Fathers?”

“Where are the 9th?“In this village?”I quickly asked.

“There!There!Her house is on the east side of the village!”Yue Chang said.

Hurry up, I’ll go with you!Ask the old man if he knows the history of the tomb.”I urged.

I have a bad feeling that something big seems to be going on.But what it is, I can’t say.

He said, and then he stood up.

Uncle Zhao and I said hello, let him stay here, and then followed Yue Changgui out.

The others did not follow, they all stayed in his house, and they went quickly with me and the two of us to the east of the village.

The village is small, with about 67 families.

“Isn’t it far away?”I walked for about five or six minutes, and I asked Yue Changgui, who was leading the road ahead.

“Not far, in front of you!”The Lord is always asking.

At that moment, there was a loud scream behind us.

“Old man!”

“Old man!”

“Old man!!

“It’s always expensive!”

. . ; ;

This ripped away his voice, and the sound had changed and the shouting made us stop.

“Is it calling you?”I asked Yue Yue.

“Uh...... yeah!”Yue always answered me.When he had finished answering, he muttered softly, “Has anything happened at home?”

He grumbled, my heart was inexplicably “cuckling.”That bad feeling is even more obvious.

What really happened in the few minutes we left?Uncle Zhao stayed there, and besides, this blue day, there is still such a big sun, nothing should happen!

Even if something happens, with Uncle Zhao's ability, it should be solved?

"Old Yue...; old man, fast . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .He ran breathless, breathless.Not a single word can be said.

“What’s wrong? what’s going on?”Yue often asked the man’s shoulder nervously.

“Hold on... . . . . . . . . . . The man took a long breath, tried to control his breathing and said, “What happened to your family!”Hurry up and look! call . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

After he finished, he took a big breath.

When he heard what he said, he asked in panic, “What happened?”

He asked, but I did not delay, and ran to his house.

“Come on, I’ll go back and I can’t tell you.”I heard a rush behind me, and then there was the rushing footsteps behind Yue Changgui.

I ran all the way, but when I was about to come to the door of Yue, I couldn't stop walking and looked around.

I am not on the wrong path!In front of you is the usual noble house.

But why is there a little song in this garden?Who sings in his house?It shouldn't be!

But I listened carefully with my ears, and the sound of that little song came from the courtyard of Yue's house.

“Sighing the king of all kinds of desolate and lonely, like two tears at heart...”

I've heard this little song, this is the northern rhyme drum!It is also the most representative of the "Sword Pavilion Smell" in the Beijing Rhyme Drum.This is a classic that has been sung by the old artists for a century.

But this is in the state of Guizhou, how can anyone sing this?

And sing that the words are round, there are plates and eyes, and there is a bit of the smell of camels.

I am also influenced by the old man, often listen to some small songs in the north, what Beijing rhyme drums, iron drums, music drums, West River drums, etc., I like to listen to everything.

So, as soon as I heard this side ear, I knew that the garden was singing at this time, it was the Jing rhyme drum "Jiange Smell the Bell".

Not to mention, this song is really good, I often listen to the old man humming, I occasionally hum a few words, but I can't sing such a pure taste.

At this time, Yue Changgui ran to my side and saw me standing still, he said to me, “Old master, why are you standing?It was the sound of the crying wolf!It's too scary!It was night, and now it’s the day too!”

“What do you mean, you mean this little song?”I said in the garden.

“What a little song!It sounds scary!With the dead mother!" said Yue Changgui, who could not help but shudder.

“Oh, ; ; ; ;” I couldn’t help but sigh.This little song is not about the dead woman, but about the dead wife.

What a beautiful little song this is?How can this be a treasure in traditional art?

But it’s also a state of affairs, and people here don’t like it.

And even in the north, it is difficult to hear such traditional art.

Now this society is too impetuous, these traditional art has long lost its charm, and few people will like it.

When I first started listening, I also found it difficult to listen, but after listening to it many times, slowly understood the inside of the things, I was deeply attracted.I love to hear it, I love to hear it.

Yue often saw me sighing and asked me quickly, “Old Master!What happened?”

“It’s okay, let’s go!Come in and see!”I shrugged my shoulders and said, I wonder who sings so well in the courtyard of Yue's house?

We went into the courtyard, only a shadow sat in the courtyard, with a back to us, with a rhyme and singing in our mouth: "If not, why don't the gods leave Luopu, the empty air told me to dry my tears and hope to break the soul..."

But this sound is very beautiful, but my mood is not beautiful at all.

Because I knew at a glance that this was not someone else singing, but Uncle Zhao.

“The old master!”The Lord shouted at me.

The front door was closed, and at this time, the "hush" opened, and all the villagers who had been with us rushed out and stood behind me.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

“You all go out!”I waved my hand and whispered to them.

They heard the words, and immediately someone opened the door and ran out.But there were still a few bold people standing at the door of the courtyard looking inside.

At this time, I could not care for them, and I walked over lightly, walked up to Uncle Zhao, and looked at him.

This time, my heart was surprised, and I did not step back two steps unconsciously.

Because it's too scary!

At this time, Uncle Zhao's face was full of white, and there was no blood at all.There was a little blood in his eyebrows that slid straight from the tip of his nose.His eyes were full of white, and there were no eyes, like two white ping-pong balls in his eye sockets.

These were nothing, he sang affectionately at this time, and the voice of a woman came out in his throat.This beautiful little song and his face together, let me shudder.

It's over!This is a grievance!

The blood of the eyebrow should be Uncle Zhao himself biting his finger, trying to seal the seal with the blood of his fingertips, and not let the grudges go up.

However, it seems that it is not useful at all, and he is still possessed by a grudge.

I am not good at Taoism, I don't know much about the art of exorcism, and I can't help it in the face of such a situation.

However, I know that the grudge has now completely controlled Uncle Zhao's body, and he can't move him at this time.If he were to be moved, his life would be in danger.

"What to do?"What to do?”I was in a hurry, constantly thinking about the solution in my head.

I still have some means to deal with the house, and I really have no way to do it for the grudge that is already attached to people.

Besides, even Uncle Zhao can't figure it out, how can I get it done?

"Yes, the grave of the grit is behind, but there is its nest, and here I can't help it, it's different there."As soon as I patted my head, I rushed out of the yard two steps.

“The old master!What is this?”When I saw him run out, he immediately stopped me and asked.

He pulled me tight, a look of fear that I would run away.

“Don’t worry, I have a solution!”I patted him, then said to him again, “Go!Find a few dragons and dogs to help!”

“A man of a dragon or a dog? how many?”Yue often asked me.

The more the better!Be bold!”I yelled, and then I ran along the wall of his house to the grave behind him.

“Certainly!”

“Certainly!”

“I know!”

“Oh, hey! . . . . . . . . . .It's okay!"

I looked at the three incense in the grave and whispered to myself.

Because the three incense I had ordered before the grave had all burned up by this time.However, the ash of the three flaming incense did not fall at all, and all rolled, round and round.

Three incense, each has a lot of rolls, each of which is still wrapped around each other...;