Chapter 59 Chapter 4 Long hands and short legs

The representative was so frightened that he immediately stood up and ran away. He screamed "Oops" without running two or three steps, and staggered and threw himself on the watchers. But the crowd did not see the other people touching them. The representative was terrified: "There is a man with long hands and short legs hitting us from behind!" But the people at the scene did not see the man with long hands and short legs. The representative lifted up his clothes, and there was a red mark on his back, as if he had been beaten with a thick stick.Everyone rushed to help the young man, only to see that his eyes were upturned, he was already dead, and he lifted his clothes to see that there was also a red mark, which was much more serious than that representative.Obviously he was killed!

Later, similar things happened in other villages. A person who had learned a little alchemy was beaten to death by a ghost when he was showing off to everyone. Grandpa told me that it was the thirsty ghost who killed those people.The poor and thirsty ghosts are afraid of being seen when they steal money, so they are merciless when they find someone peeping. But Hong Danian didn't know that the poor and thirsty ghosts were so vicious, so he broke the casserole and asked: "What's wrong after seeing them? I only know that children under the age of twelve are prone to get sick when they see ghosts, but you are in your fifties or sixties." .”

Grandpa was silent for a while.Hong Danian became even more anxious: "Do you not want to agree? If it's about my family, then I won't bother you, let the ancestors blame me. But now everyone in our village is like this. I The village head has no choice but to invite you out of the mountain, Master Ma!" Grandpa was moved by his words, threw away the butt of the cigarette, nodded and said: "Okay. I promise to go and have a look. But it may not be helpful." Hong Danian was so happy that he stood up, flicked the cigarette in his hand far away, and said excitedly: "That's good, that's good. Come to our village to see tonight?"

Grandpa nodded. The sun left only a low arc on the mountain pass in the west, half of the sky was dyed beautiful red, the clouds were framed with gold, and the trees on the mountain top became golden like a fairyland from another world.Our road to Hongxu Village is also paved with golden yellow.I saw that Grandpa's wrinkled face shone like a golden Buddha in Jialan Temple.It was a very beautiful scene.Years later, I still miss that immersive feeling. After climbing over two hills, walking across a concrete bridge, and walking half a mile along the paddy field, we arrived at Hongxu Village.The first thing that greeted us was an old locust tree hugged by three people.The old locust tree grows on a steep hillside. Because some loose soil has collapsed, half of the tree's roots are exposed to the soil. The roots have become indistinguishable from the trunk due to long-term exposure to the sun, and bark has also grown.Fighting against the downward trend like a strong hand grasping the remaining dirt, an indomitable momentum.The old locust tree has lush branches and leaves, and the long branches are swaying in the evening wind to welcome me and grandpa.That scene has always haunted me, and I am a nostalgic person.

After passing the old pagoda tree, we saw the first house in Hongxu Village.There were already a few older people waiting for Grandpa's arrival, all of them kind-hearted. I am very surprised, although Hongxu Village is only five or six miles away from Huamei Village, I have never known this place.It curls up in this mountain corner like a person who doesn't want to communicate, and its hands and feet never stretch out. Grandpa exchanged pleasantries with several older people. When they were young, they had a casual relationship. When they were old, they stopped walking and wandered around the village, never coming out again.

After drinking a cup of tea, Grandpa stood up and said, "Let's begin."