“Jiangsu.”I said casually.

The man opened the door and asked us to come in, "You sit first, there are not many dishes at home, give you hot meals."

I said thank you, thinking of the man just cautious, I couldn't help but ask: "Yes, brother, why is there no one in your village, the child did not see out to play."

Hearing my words, the old brother sighed with a long sigh, "Where is the people in this village, go, die, die, mad, and live to keep the roots left by the ancestors."

I was surprised and asked what was going on.

The old man gave us a hot meal, sat across from me and took a sip of a cigarette, "Our village is called Wangjiazhai, and there is a village named Wuzi."

I was curious and asked why it was called the village.

The brother's face became sad, secretly turned around, wiped a tear, "this cottage five years ago was still good, but five years later the village became strange and scary, the child was born did not live for a month, three or four children did not live for a month, like any infectious disease, the children have died one after another, some people say that the village is **, so most of the villagers have left, I also have a good family, because the child died, wife every day sad, in the last year, it was a very sick.

At this point, my brother couldn’t stop crying.

My heart is also sore, the boy has tears do not flick, but did not go to the sad place.

I gently walked over, let the brother mourn, I am a stupid mouth, will not comfort people.

I feel more and more that this matter is more strange, and it is a matter of dying when the children in the next village annoy the demons and then die.

Mo Yan looked at me and let me come over, and after I said a few words to my brother, I followed the words and walked out of my brother's house.

"There must be a conspiracy hidden here, and their goal is children, and it is certainly not that ghosts and gods kill, but that the wicked do."The voice whispered.

I nodded my head, and my heart agreed with the words of ink.

Mo let me say a word to my brother, and then took me around the village.

When he left, his brother let us quickly return, saying that it was restless outside, and specially gave me the key inside of my house.

I shook my head and reassured my brother.

Mo Yan took me to the center of the village, and after looking around, his brows frowned tightly.

"Have you found anything special?"I was in a hurry.

Mo Yan shook his head and called Cher, "Sher, do you feel any different?"

Cher's face sank, squatting on the ground, small hands holding her chin.

After a while, I raised my head and pointed to the south, "I feel where the gloom is so thick."

“Let’s go.”I said to the tid.

Mo nodded, took us to the south, walked for ten minutes, Cher said, here it was.

I stopped and looked ahead, and there were graveyards everywhere, large and small, most of them new.

"Here is the grave, the yin is naturally heavy."I whispered.

Mo Yan shook his head, "This is not a grave bag, but some blindfolds, have you ever thought that the old man said that most of the people in the village have gone, since most of them have gone, where there will be so many new graves."

I nodded my head, and there was some reason for what I said.

"Most of the people in the village have some feudal superstitions, and the safest place may be here, and the villagers will not do the thing of digging people's graves."Mo said.

In my hometown, some old people have said that digging people's graves is a big thing, and people who dig people's graves are easy to go to hell after death.

"Then what to do next."I whispered.

The answer to my question is very simple, just two words to dig the grave.

I am still very resistant to digging the grave, but the words have said so, and I also want to understand this matter in my heart.

Mo Yan let me go back to my brother's house to ask for two shovels, I ran a trip, to come back two shovels, I and Mo Yan began to dry up.

In these months, I have not learned anything else, but the more I dig the grave, the more I dig, the more I slip.

After digging for half an hour, my heart became more and more shocked, and indeed, as Mo said, where is the grave, obviously a deep well, the wellhead was covered by a large plank.

At first, I was still curious as to why the grave bag of this tomb was pushed so much, and it was to cover the well.

"Old ink, leaf, the smnel of this well is so thick, I can't go down."Cher showed a sad look.

"Then wait outside and help us see people, as long as there is someone, you remind us."I said to Cher.

Cher said a good word, and immediately away from the well.

It can make Cher so afraid, the yin inside the well must be very strong.

Mo Yan let me wait here, she turned and walked quickly behind, and half an hour Mo Yan made some of the vines into a rope, tied the vine tightly to a stone, and let me go down the vines.

I nodded gently, followed the tree vine down, slowly climbed down the well, the more I climbed down, the more my heart sank down, the well is very deep, at least ten meters.

Fortunately, the tree was long enough that it took me a few minutes to fall to the ground.

After falling to the ground, I raised my head and said to me that I had arrived.

Mo Yan let me move in the same place, I answered, holding a flashlight in the well to look at.

The well was so large that I did not find any strange things, and when the ink came down, let me give her the flashlight.

"There's nothing strange about this well."I whispered.

Mo Yan shook his head, "There can be no strange place in this well."

After saying this sentence, the head under the words looked at the ground for a while, the brows immediately wrinkled, flashed on the ground with a flashlight, and crouched down and grabbed a handful of soil.

I looked at the soil I caught by the words, and I felt that the soil was very strange, usually yellow, and there was some gray soil.

But the soil is white, and there are faint black spots.

Mo Yan smelled the soil under his nose, and the expression became shocked in an instant, and the whole person hurried back a few steps.

“This is not earth, this is ashes!”The cold voice.

I was startled by the words of Mo, and looked at the earth, "This soil is ashes!"

The words were right, and the expression became very heavy.