All along, my mind hanging is three feet from the ground, feet pedaled, hanging on the beam.

The sight in front of me surprised me.

The three feet are on the ground, how can they be hanged in an instinctive reaction?

He is not a man of death!

Thinking of yesterday's events, I didn't look any more, squeezed out the crowd and went straight back to the pharmacy.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw the old man sitting in the rocking chair and flipping the newspaper, it seemed that the matter of Ma Lao San did not affect him.

"Master, the third man is dead."I walked over and lowered my voice.

The old man nodded, turned over a newspaper, and asked me, “Why did you die?”

“I still want to ask you...” I sighed, “today to see, he was hanged outside the door, the public security said he killed, but...”

Before I had finished speaking, my grandfather interrupted me and looked at me very calmly: "Since the public security said that he killed him, then wait for the public security to find the murderer, let's just watch a lively."

“Look at the fun?”I looked at the door and made sure there was no one outside the pharmacy, and I asked my grandfather, “There is a saying I don’t know if I should ask.”

“What words?”Grandfather stood still.

“Mommy, you didn’t kill me, did you?”I said nervously, "Yesterday you said that he will not live tomorrow, and the relationship between Ma and you has always been bad, of course, I feel that he likes you very much, but you don't like him!" 」

Listening to me, the old man was white with his face, coughing a few times, and spit out the sputum in the garbage basket.

“Do you believe in the old man’s death?”Grandpa asked me.

I nodded my letter, you said that your six relatives do not recognize me.

“You are a turtle!What did the old man do to kill the third man?”The old man stared at me viciously: “The old man clearly told you!”I wanted him dead long ago!But the death of the third man really does not matter to me!I . . .

“How did you know he was going to die?”I asked.

“You’re saying that on purpose, you’re trying to put my word on it?”The old man glanced at me, clicked on the cigarette and smoked two mouthfuls, and asked me, “Is the third man hanging outside the door?”

“No, it is not!”I nodded, “If it were a suicide, my feet would be off the ground, but he was hanging and hanging, and he had half his tongue in his hand!”

“Half a tongue?”The old man's eyebrows frowned, and his expression suddenly looked up, and said very seriously, "That half tongue should be his own."

I stood there and asked, “How do you know?”

"It seems that there are a lot of people who offend the three of them."The old man answered the other question and sighed.

“No one knows what you’re doing, but I know.”I crouched next to my grandfather, lowered my voice, and asked, “You can say, did Ma Lao San let the ghost die?”

When I was a child, I turned over a lot of miscellaneous things in my grandfather's house.

Up to the copper-money sword gossip mirror, down to the newly cut yellow paper, and two large copper coins and some old books I can't understand.

At that time, I only felt curious and fresh, and then as I got older, I read more books, plus watching some Hong Kong horror movies, and slowly understood what those things were used for.

Later, I asked my grandfather if he was a priest.

He did not deny it or deny it every time.

At present, I have not understood what the old man was doing, but he was really a Taoist?

"Master, Ma is a gentleman, all the people in our old street know that he came to you to take a hand and ask you to save him, you say... will this be the case?"I rubbed my hand and tested and analyzed: "Mah Lao San hit the ghost, but he can't solve it, so he came to you this way high..."

“Higher than your forefather?”The old man did not wait for me to finish his words, and suddenly scolded: "He was a sinner, so he came to me to put his hand!"

“The sinner?”I frowned, “Who?”

“How do I know?”The old man sighed, "But I am telling you the truth, Ma Lao San really let the dirty things killed, don't you get involved in this matter, if you are curious, go elsewhere to make it interesting to find trouble for yourself?"

I scratched my head, not squeaking.

Seeing that I did not talk, the old man rolled up the newspaper and slowly stood up, as if he did not want to say more to me: "The old man went to play mahjong, you see the store, it is okay to run less outside, do you hear?"

I said, I know.

“Lord, I want to ask you something.”I saw that the old man was really going out, or I couldn’t help but open my mouth, “Are you a Taoist?”

The old man did not hesitate, and shook his head very simply, saying, No.

“Why would you please help me?”I hurried to ask.

This time, the old man did not answer me again, and went out to play mahjong without turning back.

I think he means this, I don't want to ignore me at all, I am clearly avoiding this issue.

But it doesn't matter, when he comes back, I will continue to put his words, I can't believe it.

In the afternoon, the sun shines high.

I was sitting behind the counter, when a female guest with a strong makeup suddenly came to the store.

“Brother, is Mr. Shen?”The woman's entrance door first looked around, and then asked the mouth of the petite.

"My lord is not here, you can tell me something."I return.

"I have a letter here, which I gave to Master Shen."She said, taking out a kraft envelope from her pocket.

I heard these three words, jumped a few times in my heart, and said, "You give me, I will help you transfer."

The woman listened to me, with some reluctance: "Mama said, this letter can only be given to Master Shen."

I smiled and explained, "I'm Master Shen's own grandson, so rest assured that I'll definitely hand it over to my grandfather."

She thought for a moment, nodded, put the letter on the counter, and smiled at me: "Then trouble my brother."

At this moment, I suddenly thought of a little, stopped the woman who had turned around, and asked her carefully: “That...this letter...doesn’t anyone know?”

"This letter was given to me before the death of the third of Ma, and I have been here anyway, and I do not know the rest."The woman said, threw a blind eye at me, turned and twisted her waist and walked away.

Seeing her go, I did not hesitate to open the envelope carefully.

Only one word was written in the letter.

"Master Shen, the retribution can't be avoided, I don't want to live, but I can live after death, I hope you can send mercy to help me, Ma Lao San's life as a cow will repay you."

I looked at the letter with a complicated look on my face, and I almost came to a conclusion.

It looks like my grandfather is white!

Coincidentally, just as I was about to put the paper back on, the old man suddenly came back.

Seeing the letter in my hand, he asked me with a suspicious face, “What is it in your hand?”

I raised the letter in Yang's hand and said to the old man: "The letter that Ma Lao gave you..."

The old man listened to me, and suddenly he rolled his eyes, took the letter, and suddenly took the letter, and roughly swept his eyes to tear it, and threw it in the trash can on the side with care.

I went up and whispered, “Grandpa, this third-year-old...”

"I see that you are full of melon seeds, so busy every day!"The old man scolded and said, did not look at me, turned around and went to the second floor.

At the beginning of the fight, the old man did not come down again.

It was not until ten o'clock in the night that I was ready to close the shop, and he came down with the smoke.

“Lord, are you going to go out?”I looked at the electric hand he was holding, a little curious.

"I eat a little bit more at night, and I'll go out and walk around."The old man replied naturally, "Close the shop and go to bed early, and you'll have to get up early tomorrow."

With that, he flashed his hand and left without saying a word.

Going out in the middle of the night?That's not his style!

After he had been gone for about half a minute, I closed the shop and carefully followed it.

The old man walked very slowly, and saw that he had reached the corner of the street, and then stopped in front of Ma Lao San's fortune-telling hall, and looked at the fortune-telling gate with no turning than to look at the fortune-telling gate, as if he were thinking about something.

“Did the Lord read the letter... and really was ready to help the third man?”Like a thief, I secretly hid in the alley, looking at the old man from a distance: "But he did nothing..."

After about ten minutes, the old man turned around very suddenly, and went straight in the direction of the pharmacy.

Seeing this scene, I was a little nervous, afraid of being found by the old man, and ran back to the pharmacy in a panic.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a man sitting in the rocking chair, subconsciously thinking that it was a thief in the house.

But what I did not expect was that when the man saw me, he did not intend to run at all, but instead held out his hand to pull the old-fashioned electric light.

In the moment when the light was on, I only felt that the scalp was streak, and even the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

It’s not anyone else sitting in the rocking chair.

It was this morning that he hanged himself in front of his house.