matchmaking

Luo Youning stood in the corridor, still in shock.

The atrium is filled with cold moonlight, the shadows of the trees are mottled, and the branches are like withered fingers and claws.

A pair of lanterns hung under the corridor, the wax was so pasty that the paper film was pale like spirit banners.I don't know when a little blue flame lit up inside, the mountain wind was lingering and the night was cold, the two lanterns were so weak that the wind was blowing, and they kept hitting the pillars.

The sound of pasha echoed the immature children's songs that sounded in the distance, heralding the arrival of the devil.

The room was silent, as if nothing had happened.

But the faint tingling pain on his neck reminded him of the person he had just met. He stretched out his hand to touch it, and vaguely felt that the wound around his neck had widened a bit.

Luo Youning didn't dare to stay for long, and was about to go find Qiao Jing, when he turned his heels, he suddenly bumped into a black and white figure standing silently behind him.

"Did you see something?"

The faint voice was like a bat jumping out suddenly in the night, which frightened him. When he took a closer look in the dim light, it was the woman from this family.

She was obviously not what she looked like during the day, with a erratic expression as if she was sleepwalking, looking at a corner of the courtyard and muttering to him in sleep: "I always dream, dreaming that my little daughter is back. She wears a beautiful little dress from I ran out from behind the tree, hugged my thigh coquettishly and asked my mother to hug her. I squatted down to pick her up, but she suddenly disappeared again."

Luo Youning was shocked. He never thought that one day he would meet another victim's family in this way.

"Her brother just came back from summer vacation at that time, and bought her a beautiful little skirt from the city. She refused to change it every day, so I asked me to braid her pigtails, and said that she would go out to show her little friends. Look," her eyes were flushed with tears, and the woman choked up, "she left happily that day, but she never came back."

The distant night is deep and still.In the distance, there are cumulus clouds walking slowly with the wind, slowly covering the bleak moon in the sky.

The words I want to ask are dumb in my throat, and the woman's cry is like weeping blood.

"She has been a good child since she was a child, even better than her brother. When we went to work in the field, she sat on the edge of the field and played by herself. Sometimes she would chase after me and say that she would help my mother to carry the burden. I went to the town with my cousins ​​and sisters. Wan also always wanted to bring us something delicious and fun..."

"During that time, many children were lost in the village. We went to report to the police. The police told us to go home and wait. We were all waiting for her to come back." He, kept asking him, "Did you see something? Did you see something in our house? Did you see her in that cemetery? Do you know when my little girl Will you be back? Did you see her?"

The voice of questioning reveals indescribable madness.

That is the ignorance that cannot be persevered year after year, and it is the resentment of waiting for no fruit in the dark.

Luo Youning was startled when he heard that, and he couldn't help taking a step back when faced with the woman's pressing questioning.

The night wind indiscriminately urges the cloudy clouds, half a face reappears in the missing moon, and the stream of light pours down like frost like snow, illuminating the courtyard brightly for a while.

For a moment, he saw a small shadow under the old tree in the corner of the yard.

The thick shade covered her upper body, leaving only the fluffy skirt and small leather shoes.

She stood there motionless.

The suffering in life has ended with death.

She finally returned to the home she was nostalgic for, watching the guests coming and going, and watching the relatives waiting for her.

Only this time, no one can see her.

Luo Youning's lips were bitter. He wanted to persuade the mother who had lost her child, telling her that her daughter was always here with her.But what's the use?She couldn't see her daughter, couldn't hear her voice, and what he said could only be a mirage depicted by false language. For this mother, I'm afraid it was just another drinking poison to quench thirst.

They were silent in this room, but there was a scolding sound on the ground, which suddenly broke the peace of the surrounding: "Why are you out in the middle of the night and so crazy!"

The man from the family happened to come out from the opposite room, and when he saw this, his complexion changed drastically. He walked over quickly, grabbed the woman's wrist and dragged her into the room: "Have you taken the medicine? Go back to sleep after taking it. My daughter will be back tomorrow." gone."

Qiao Jing followed behind him, and walked quickly to Luo Youning's side after seeing this: "What's wrong?"

Luo Youning shook his head and did not speak.

"Daughter has come back," the woman in front of him was crying heartbroken, struggling to shake off her husband's hand, sobbing inarticulately: "I heard Nannur singing here, I heard Nannurn come back."

The man looked embarrassed and apologized to him repeatedly, "My mother-in-law has always had mental problems. She is normal during the day, but she is prone to illness at night." He took the woman into the house, and whispered to her, not forgetting Turning around, he said, "Wait for me, I will come as soon as I go."

It wasn't until the figure of the couple disappeared at the corner of the corridor that Luo Youning said: "I just remembered that I saw their daughter in that person's house...she is the little girl whose tongue was cut off."

As soon as he said that, Qiao Jing understood. He patted Luo Youning's shoulder lightly to comfort him, and then said, "I've already asked."

Luo Youning looked up at him.

At this time, the moonlight had already flowed over the steps and dipped into the corridor. The young man was bathed in the bright moonlight, his eyes were as bright as a pair of stars in the distant night sky, shining brightly.

Qiao Jing hurriedly looked away, and said casually: "The sorceress chose someone to bury the corpse, and she happened to choose him. Although it was a lavish burial, it was buried in their mass grave by the lake. He said he hated it very much. , After burying it, I asked the sorceress in another place for some methods, stole to the entrance of the village at night, dug up the corpse, buried it again at the entrance of the village, and asked him to be trampled by thousands of people, and there will be no peace forever. Unexpectedly, several people who went to bury the corpse together had accidents one after another. For some reason, his family was safe. Afterwards, he felt that something was wrong and wanted to go to the village entrance to find the corpse, but it happened that the mountain road collapsed and the boulder knocked the corpse away. buried everywhere."

Luo Youning glanced at the big tree in the courtyard, and the little girl in the princess dress was no longer there.

Qiao Jing paused for a moment, then said: "I asked carefully, and found that all the accidents happened after the corpse was dug out from the pool. So if we sink his bone back into the pool again, it's not a big deal. Are you going to kill him again?"

Luo Youning said: "But that place is not buried, how do we dig it out?"

"Recently, it has been raining heavily for several days, and the mud is loose and the soil is slippery. The man said that he passed by there in the morning and found that the rocks have moved, and they are probably not far away." Qiao Jing said, "Anyway, go and have a look first, you come with me, don't get separated .”

Luo Youning nodded, since his death was approaching anyway, he only hoped that digging up the bones would really end everything.It was a lie to say that he didn't want to give up, he was exhausted mentally and mentally, and had to live on for the sake of the dead Yu Bingwen.

Before they could say a few words, the man had already come out of the house.

His face was wet, and his eyes were red with the dim light, and he didn't know whether the wetness on his face was sweat or tears.He casually rolled up his sleeves and wiped his face, with a flashlight under his arm and a shovel in his hand, he said to the two of them, "Let's go, I'll take you there right away."