Chapter 553

Several people entered the room one after another.

I found that the room is not big, but it’s all inside.

This kind of house is more common in earlier times.

They are generally thatched houses built in fenced yards, but brick houses are better.

Because at that time, the concept of separation was not big.

Many people do not divide their families, and think that is a sign of family disharmony.

So many children live with their parents even if they marry a daughter-in-law after they grow up.

But although living together is inconvenient, the house built is naturally inside.

Although Hei Tantou is not married, his parents should have built the house with him.

So it’s the same style.

It’s just that this room looks a little shabby, it may be that it hasn’t been occupied for many years.

But the bedding on the bed is new, and it should be made up by the black charcoal head to receive tourists.

There is a bed in each room inside and outside.

Hu Siling and Shirley Yang were not polite and lived in the inside.

The four of them live outside.

Fatty and Ying Ye hit the floor while Qin Yu and Wu Buzheng slept on the bed.

Although the fat man also refuted it, it was obviously useless.

They salute a lot.

But I don’t dare to be too presumptuous when I want to come to this black coal head, after all, there are so many of them.

To clean him is not the same as squeezing the ants to death.

But for safety’s sake, they still put everything inside.

As the saying goes, you must not be harmful, but you must be defensive.

Shirley Yang sees that there is a lot of space under this bed.

So he put the package in.

Then used some powder ground from the Beidi Xuanzhu and sprinkled it on the backpack.

In this way, once someone touches it, the powder will be scattered and they can also be aware of it.

Shirley Yang tidied up her things and prepared to cover the bottom with a bed sheet.

After a while, it was discovered that there was a secret compartment on the side of the bed.

It should be the grid used to save money at home in ancient times.

very common.

She pulled it curiously, and she could still open it.

But there is nothing in it.

She touched it, only to find a piece of glass inside.

When I took it out, I realized that it turned out to be a black and white photo.

This picture is obviously some years old.

Modern photos are taken in color, but black and white photos are rare.

Everyone came over and took a look.

I found that in this photo, there was a man, a woman, one big and one small.

It should be a mother and child.

The small one is somewhat similar to the black charcoal head.

This woman may be her mother.

From this point of view, this room may be his mother’s room.

Shirley Yang said.

“This room may belong to his mother, hey, it seems that he is very miserable too!”

“Mother may have passed away!”

The fat man was also a little moved.

The tears I saw after taking the photo came down.

The woman in the photo is very kind, and the look in her eyes is moving.

Maternal love has always been the most selfless in the world.

The fat man saw his nose and tears.

“I haven’t seen my old mother since I was a kid!”

“Damn, Fatty, I don’t like crying!”

“Why do you have to be so sensational!”

Hu Siling said upon seeing this.

“Forget it is someone’s personal belongings, let’s return it to them!”

“Besides, it’s still early, let’s go to the village and try it!”

Everyone nodded and walked out of the room immediately.

The so-called leaking tongue is chatting with the elderly in the village.

There may be unexpected gains.

It has been decades since Shirley Yang’s grandfather partridge sent here.

Who knows that the mountain was still there? You can ask the old people in the village about these things.

Several people walked out of the room and saw Heitantou catching a chicken.

So he returned the photo to him.

However, when Hei Tantou saw the photo, his face changed obviously, and he took the photo and took it into his arms.

Several people have changed his expression so much, it may be because he missed his mother.



So he said hello, said to go around, and walked out.

Hei Tantou saw them go all the way.

His tight face improved a little now.

He quickly found a hole in the photo and buried it.

It seems that I don’t want to see this photo.

Very strange.

…..

A few people naturally don’t know this.

As soon as he walked to the village, the fat man asked if he wanted to start a live broadcast. After all, he had a contract with the show team.

It is profitable to open a live broadcast, which is paid by the minute.

Wu Buzheng shook his head.

“It’s not the time yet, wait until we get up the mountain and then drive!”

“Now it’s live broadcast, don’t wait for the villagers to pick you up!”

A few people wandered around in the village, and it turned out that there were quite a few people on the main road.

But most of them are old men and old ladies.

Young people may be working outside at this time and have not returned.

They don’t talk nonsense, they are divided into three teams, Wu Buzheng and Qin Yu.

Fatty is a pair with Ying Ye, and Hu Commander is a pair of two.

Go and chat with these old people separately.

Ying Ye can’t speak, so let the fat man be with him.

Fatty is a good man, and one person is good enough.

Then they started looking for targets separately.

But for an hour, I didn’t meet anyone who knew the local legend.

Seeing it’s getting dark.

I don’t know what’s going on, these old men and old ladies are all enchanted, and one by one they took up their stools and went home.

It’s like you can’t walk on the road after dark.

The few people looked at each other.

I feel a little hairy in my heart.

Why is this village still haunted?

But seeing that no one can ask anymore, he is also ready to go back to dinner.

No matter when he is approaching Heitantou’s house.

Suddenly the door of the family opened.

A woman in her forties poked her head out and shouted at them.

“Hey, you guys from outside, don’t hurry back!”

“The ghost grandma will be here later, no one dares to chat on the main road here at night!”

“Want to chat and go to the small road!”

The middle-aged woman looked like a wax gourd to tell the truth, it was ugly.

But with a good heart, a few people thanked him repeatedly.

I am going to look for opportunities on the small road.

No, at this moment, the middle-aged woman seemed to have seen a ghost, and closed the door with a “bang”.

Almost at the same time, they heard a woman’s grieving voice rang in the street.

The woman’s voice was faintly resentful, it sounded like she was complaining, but it seemed to be killing her.

It sounds uncomfortable.

A few people are going to withdraw first, just as the saying goes, they can’t break the rules.

However, before he left, he suddenly saw a woman in tattered clothes holding half of a bun in her hands in front of the street.

Just as if he was suffering from loss of soul disorder step by step, he walked over while mumbling something in his mouth.

The woman is at least over eighty years old.

Unkempt, maybe a lonely old man.

She seemed to be blind in one eye, and her hollow eyes looked scary.

He walked very staggering, and with the unclear nonsense in his mouth, she looked like an old ghost lady as expected.

The fat man swallowed and spit, and whispered.

“After the founding of the People’s Republic of China, it’s not allowed to be refined!”

“There is still a female ghost here!”

Shirley Yang hurriedly said.

“She is not a ghost, she is a human, she has a shadow!”

“What did you hear her reading? It seems to be a poem!”

Wu Buzheng also heard it at this time and said in a low voice.



“It’s a poem by Meng Jiao, the poet of the Tang Dynasty!”

“Wandering!”

Mother hands line, wandering clothing.

Departure thick seam, meaning fear of delay in return.

Whoever said an inch of grass, reported three Chunhui.

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