The eldest brother returned home, went into the house, drank a few gulps of cold water, and then hurried out. The second brother asked him what he was doing, but he didn't respond.

Even though it was a hot day, it couldn't stop his curiosity and he followed out quietly.

The eldest brother walked so fast that the second brother could hardly keep up, but fortunately he didn't even look back.

He started out sneaking around, then followed in small steps, and finally couldn't keep up, so he swung his short legs and started to trot.

His breathing was a little erratic as he followed his big brother, not caring whether he could hear him or not, but it seemed like the big brother had no idea that he was being followed.

Whether he was deliberately ignoring it or simply didn't realize it, the second brother felt that his eldest brother was really abnormal.

Normally, I should have had a feeling about this kind of situation a long time ago, and coupled with his dazed expression just now, I was afraid that my brother would do something strange.

I followed it and found something wrong. Why was it going in this direction? Isn't this leading to the fortune teller's house?

When did the eldest brother start dealing with her? When they were young, they were afraid to come here and almost never passed by her house.

Although I am extremely lazy and would never sit if I could lie down, I would always walk a few more steps and take a detour to avoid here.

Today really opened my eyes. When did my brother become so brave?

Not daring to go any further, he hid behind a tree and observed.

The boss was still a little nervous. After all, this was only his second time here, and he was more afraid of this place than familiar with it.

After opening the gate, he stretched his neck out and looked around. This was the residence of a witch and basically no one dared to come here. There was nothing to take, so he thought he was a sneaky thief.

After taking a walk in, I saw that her family's firewood was almost used up and there was not much water in the water tank, so I picked up the backpack and went up the mountain to collect some firewood.

The second brother watched his eldest brother open the gate of the courtyard with ease, go in, and soon come out with a backpack on his back, walking towards the mountain. He was so surprised that he couldn't recover for a long time.

This guy is too lazy to do his own work, but he actually takes the initiative to help other people with their work. He must be mentally ill.

Could it be that the witch has some leverage over him? Why does he have to offend her when there are so many people to offend? He is really asking for trouble.

The witch was notoriously cruel and ruthless. Once, someone owed her money and didn't pay it back, so the door of her house was covered with talismans. As a result, the person disappeared the next day.

After a long time, half of his body was found in the cave. His body was swollen and festering, and it was unrecognizable. It smelled terrible and his death was extremely tragic.

I only heard it at the time but didn't see it, but I was so scared that I developed a high fever and didn't get out of bed for three days.

Not only him but also his family suffered misfortunes from then on and had to move away.

It was a long time before someone brought news that the family met someone infected with the plague on the way and was infected, and all the members of the family were killed.

Why does my brother still go to her house to help her with work? Isn't he afraid of causing some other trouble? He is so bold.

It wouldn't matter if he was the only one being bullied, but he must not let other people in the family be implicated.

The second brother began to worry about himself. What should he do? He had to talk to his eldest brother and ask him to stay away from that person.

Thinking about this, I followed, and seeing that the distance was getting shorter and shorter, and I could reach it with my hand, I pulled my hand back.

There is no need to rush at this moment. What if my elder brother conscripts me to help him with work? I'd better wait until he gets home and then talk to him.

Thinking of this, he walked back. The eldest brother suddenly froze as if he realized something, and stood there with his eyes looking back.

But I couldn't see anything this way, and my upper and lower teeth chattered involuntarily.

I raised my right hand to cover my heart, comforting myself that it was daytime now and there was no such dirty stuff, they were all lies. Then I turned around suddenly, and there was nothing.

The second brother had already turned the corner and disappeared from the eldest brother's sight.

But I clearly felt someone was following me, but when I turned around there was nothing there, and it seemed like the person was following me quite closely.

I kept pretending not to notice, but it seemed like he was about to pat my shoulder, and I was so scared that I almost cried.

Was it a human or a ghost that was following? If it was a human, how come it disappeared so quickly? If it was a ghost, why did it come out in broad daylight? Could it be a very powerful creature that is not afraid of the sun?

What's going on in this stall?

I heard that some ghosts like to scare and play tricks on people. Could it be that it is really as I imagined?

He was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat, his face turned pale, he lost all his strength, and collapsed to the ground.

What should I do? I have offended such a powerful person. My mind is in a mess.

He muttered, "Someone can help me, save my life, God, I don't want to die yet, I don't want to die."

I don't know when his hair fell down and blocked his eyes, making him look like a madman.

"Yes, witch, witch, only she can save me, I have to go and collect firewood."

The eldest brother hurriedly got up from the ground, not even bothering to clean himself up, and walked up the mountain with messy hair and a dusty face.

However, it is not easy to collect firewood now. There are very few branches on the ground, and most of them have been picked up long ago. In addition, it has rained too much recently, and the ground is always wet, so there is very little firewood that can be used.

The boss was not satisfied with any of the ones he picked up because they were completely unusable.

I kind of regret why I didn’t think of it earlier. What’s wrong with my brain?

He clenched his fists as if to vent his anger and hit his head twice.

"Ow~"

I couldn't help but howl out loud, feeling even more aggrieved.

He squatted on the ground, opened his mouth wide, and broke down crying.

If there were someone nearby, they would be able to see the boss's stomach from his throat.

After venting, my emotions calmed down a lot and I started to think about what to do.

Or you can pick up some wet ones, dry them and use them.

Then send the dry firewood at home to the fortune-teller's house.

He clenched his right fist and hit it on the palm of his left hand. He pursed his lips, stood up confidently, and casually scratched on the ground. Without checking the quality, he picked up a basket at random and walked home.

Along the way, I was thinking about how to steal the firewood without anyone noticing.

He paused at the door, took a few deep breaths, and pushed the door open.

The second brother saw his eldest brother coming back with a basket on his back. There was something in the basket, but he didn't know what it was. He slipped on his shoes and walked out confidently.

Seeing that the eldest brother was pouring out the things in the basket, he looked closely and found that they were branches that no one wanted. Many of them were covered with mud. He was a little puzzled, "Brother, what are you picking up these for?"

The eldest brother was busy with his work, and was afraid that his expression would reveal the truth, so he did not dare to look directly at the second brother. He lowered his head and said, "This will be dry in a few days, and then we can use it as firewood."

I was shocked to hear these words. I guess they will have to wait till the end of time. My brother must be really out of his mind.

Looking at the backpack that his elder brother had placed aside, he turned it over and over, pretending not to know, "Where did you get this backpack? It's not from our family."

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