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Chapter 35
The woods retreated quickly to both sides, and the wild flowers on the side of the road were in full bloom under the scorching sun. At this time, he didn't have time to stop at the beautiful scenery around him, and there was only an endless path in front of him.

At the same time that the young man started to rush to the village, a bird had already flown back to the duty room of the infirmary.The bird was not stained with any variegation, and was bright and white, shining in the sun.In the duty room at this time, an old doctor in a white coat was wearing reading glasses and writing something while reading a yellowed book. Suddenly, a bird came from nowhere, bouncing and landed on the doctor's hand.

Because he was so focused, the doctor barely noticed the birds flying in through the window.Looking up, it turned out to be such a beautiful bird. The old man who had lived for a long time suddenly showed a row of teeth yellowed by smoking, and laughed happily. "Cackle..." The doctor tried to attract the little bird's attention while stroking the brilliance and pure white feathers with his hands.

"Jiujiu..." The bird seemed to understand human nature, not only did not flinch, but jumped forward a few more steps.

"Ah, so cute..." the doctor stroked his sliding eyes, and sighed while gently stroking the feathers of the little white bird.The feathers under his hand feel very good, as smooth as silk, and also have a cold feeling. Looking forward carefully, he can't find any dirt and dust. This bird is as white as snowflakes falling from the sky. His eyeballs are like deep obsidian, which perfectly complements that white hair.

"Tsk tsk, I haven't seen this little thing in most of my life, what a surprise!" Before the old doctor could hold the little bird's legs, the white bird spread its wings and flew out of the window. Reluctant to let the bird fly away, he hastily followed two steps and walked outside the door of the duty room.I thought I couldn't catch up with the little bird, but found that the bird flew back and forth as if waiting for me to catch up with it.

"It's weird, what's wrong with this thing..." The old doctor followed two steps and found that the bird suddenly turned around and flew in through the door of the duty room.After he went back to take a look, he found that the bird was trying to pull up the strap of the first-aid kit with its mouth in its mouth.If it doesn't work once, do it again, the little white bird picks up the belt again and again to fly up.It was a weird feeling, like having to use that first aid kit.Originally, the sudden appearance of the white bird was very confusing, but the scene in front of him suddenly made the old doctor feel as if the bird was instructing him to do something.

This bird is definitely not ordinary, maybe it is a spirit bird that has become a spirit.The doctor suddenly remembered that someone once said that he lost his way in the mountains and was successfully taken out of the mountains by a small animal. Could it be that there are seriously ill patients who need first aid?This box is equipped with commonly used injections, hemostatic bandages, painkillers and other common medical drugs.

Thinking of this, the old doctor decided to believe it this time, patted the little white bird's head, and raised his hand to carry the first-aid kit.The bird also flew forward obediently, and he followed behind the white bird.When the bird flew outside, it was still the same as it was at the beginning. After flying three to five meters away, it began to flap its wings twice in the air, waiting for the doctor to follow him.

After walking about 50 meters away, the doctor was surprised to find that the bird raised its head and kept calling towards the side of the mountain. He also looked there and suddenly remembered the old man who all the villagers went to the side of the mountain today. The family demolished the house.It's already lunch time, how come none of the people who went to the village have come back, is something really wrong?The more he thought about it, the more something went wrong, the doctor immediately quickened his pace and began to follow the white bird.

Sure enough, within 10 minutes, the old doctor ran into a messenger boy who was sweating profusely. After inquiring, he found out that five people were injured when the house was demolished and the roof collapsed. Sure enough, someone was waiting for help!Before the doctor could see the white bird leading the way, the bird suddenly disappeared into the air, as if it had never appeared before.

When the doctor looked up for the white bird again, he found that the bird had disappeared. How strange!Because of the doctor's bandage and initial treatment that day, the four injured people were slowly carried down the mountain by the villagers and then sent to the village hospital in serious condition. After the doctor's initial treatment, Lao Shen found that his heart had suffered a severe blow die.The young guy who was injured in the crotch finally saved his life but left serious sequelae. It is estimated that he will never be able to have intercourse with others in this life.

All the stories came to an end, and the old man's house was finally demolished in half.But since then, at night, the mountain over there is like a market, full of voices, and the villagers say that it is a ghost market, that is, ghosts come out to act at night, and no one dares to go there anymore.

I don't know if it's because of the Yindi, a lot of strange and unexplainable things often start to happen in the nearby villages.For example, the ghost market where no one dares to cross the thunder pool half a step is the most troublesome but curious puzzle.

Ghost markets have existed in China since ancient times. According to legend, the name of an unmanned market in Haixi Country in the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty was called Ghost Market, also known as Night Market, which specifically refers to the place where ghosts gather.The shady land under the old man's house later really became a ghost market. The bustling ghost market at night has become a legend among generations of people and has been passed down to the present.At the very beginning, the land was considered normal, and the villagers' attention was only on "people..." or dead people.

This dead man naturally refers to the old man. The old man's revenge comes from the fact that after various bizarre incidents occurred during the demolition of the house, it spread in the village instantly as soon as people guessed it, but the details are not known by everyone. It is impossible to detect clearly.

Although the people in the village do not have much cultural knowledge, this series of events is indeed a bit too bizarre. The old Shen who was crushed to death for no reason, the ghost who hit the wall when the messenger boy encountered it, and the white bird who reported the letter. There are ghosts.

Perhaps the old man was angry and directed this series of events. People in the village did not know who was the first to say this sentence. As soon as he said it, it aroused heated discussions among everyone. Even the grandparents from the next village joined in. in.Because the belief in ghosts and gods has existed in our place for thousands of years, everyone agrees with this statement.

"Do you think that the old man really came back to take revenge? Look at the dead and wounded in the next village, and I heard that he met a ghost blocking the way for a long time!" Grandpa always said I am more interested in this, and whenever I hear new news, I have to tell my grandma.

"Oh, what's the use of saying this? I've heard it a hundred and eighty times, and the result! Even if the old man loses his temper and wants to punish those young people, but the matter has already happened, and there is no chance of a turnaround. You say it's a fart Use it! Hurry up and plow your land. We have served him before he was alive. This man should do good deeds. He has gods in his head. God has eyes. Anyway, those shitty things won’t let us It happened to me, so don't think about it..." Grandma said with a frown frowning.

"What do you think the people in the next village think? Even though the land is unlucky, this old man has been dead for several years without any major problems. He even went to demolish other people's houses. If I don't I'll let it go." Grandpa rolled his eyes, took a puff of the cigarette, and circles of white mist rose up, and there was a slight complaint in his narrow and long eyes.

"Anyway, those people must be very troubled now. Didn't you hear that the head of the village next door went to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha on the first day of last month because he was afraid that the next bad result would be reported to him, and he planned to invite him again? A Taoist priest to save the old man!" Who knew that grandma was more informed, she even found out when and what she was doing, and told grandpa not to talk, alas!
"Have you heard? Huang Jianguo in the next-door village is going to raise funds to build a road leading directly to the hill. In the name of the old man, he said it is to make up for the old man. By the way, let the villagers learn the lesson this time. The construction will start that day." Grandpa seemed to have heard people from the neighboring village talking about it at the dinner table yesterday.

"What kind of argument is this? Make up? Everyone has gone..." Grandma couldn't help wondering, this is so strange, is it useful to talk about making up after death?I never saw anyone taking care of the old man before I was alive, but now I'm afraid that I want to make up for it.

"Does that mean that building roads is for the benefit of future generations? In the name of the great grandfather, he is accumulating virtue, saying that he did not enjoy the blessings during his lifetime, so that the old man will have a better life in the underworld when he dies." To be honest, it seems reasonable to say so. , I don't know if the village head was forced to be helpless and afraid of being killed or if it was sincere, if it was sincere, it would really be a good thing for the old man.

In fact, in Huang Jianguo's mind, accumulating virtue for the old man is just a nice way of saying it. This matter was really not out of intention but forced to do so.Because after the house demolition happened, the villagers began to reflect on whether they had done something wrong and provoked anger.From the lack of care of the old man in his later years to the demolition of the house after his death, even he himself slowly began to blame himself.

Self-blame is self-blame, the demolition of the house has always been a heart disease for him because he gave up halfway.Therefore, Huang Jianguo wanted to make some outstanding political achievements to appease people's hearts, and building a road happened to be a top priority, so he happened to use the name of the old man to make this incident happen. First, he said it to make everyone feel that he was a villager. The idea is to win the hearts of the people, but it happens that there is a need for road construction and it is indeed able to benefit future generations, so such a decision was made.

Because the old man's house and the village are actually on one side of the mountain and the other on the other side of the mountain, which is separated by a distance of a hill.Back then, because of the terrain conditions and the underdeveloped road construction technology, roads were generally chosen to be built on slightly flat hills, that is, along the direction of the mountain.

At that time, due to financial constraints and the fact that we belonged to hilly areas, this method was the cheapest and easiest.No need for viaducts, no need to dig tunnels, only manpower is needed to build a road on the hillside.It just so happens that once this road is repaired, it will be connected to an uphill road in Wusi Village, making travel more convenient.

Naturally, this proposal was welcomed and supported by everyone in the next-door village, and it also responded to the call of the government above to "build roads first to get rich...". He is very ambitious, and he decided to repair it as soon as he said it, unlike the previous village cadres who dragged it on for decades.

In the name of the old man, on the day of the old man's memorial day the next year, the road construction started as scheduled, and the construction process began step by step.Because the road construction is not done by one person, villagers from several nearby villages have joined in.Little by little excavation, tamping, and leveling, it took almost a year for the road to be finally repaired with the concerted efforts of everyone.This road is on the hill between the village and the old man's house. When you pass by the road and look down, you can clearly see the place where the old man's house is. The later ghost market is a villager who catches the morning market on this road. Discovered by accident.

It was a bright morning, about four or five o'clock, and the person on the way was a carpenter.He used what we call a trolley to pull a load of wooden furniture such as stools and chairs to be sold at the village market.

(End of this chapter)