The Republic of China. A Dream of Mandarin Ducks and Butterflies

In the evening, Sanquan and the two lived in the hut next to the ancestral grave. It was very cold on the mountain in the middle of the night, and everyone wrapped themselves in quilts. Yanlin was so sleepy that Pu Yiying got into bed.

Pu Ying put his arms around him and asked close to his ear: "Are you going to pee?" He wanted to go to the latrine, but he was a little scared, but he was ashamed to say it, so he could only drag this person along.

"Why... crawling into my bed?" Yan Lin rubbed his eyes and turned over, he really wanted to pee a little bit.

"Go, go pee!" The elder brother dragged him out of the bed.

The two put on their clothes and walked out of the house, and came to the chilly courtyard. There were only three tile-roofed houses in the courtyard. There was a stone mill next to the courtyard door. Under the projection of the moonlight, it looked like a monster. Breaking out in a cold sweat, he, who has been able to see inexplicable things since he was a child, was terrified, especially at night, when he was in such a gloomy place, he was even more uneasy.

The hut was in the corner on the right side of the yard, and Pu Ying was the first one to get in, for fear that Yan Lin would go back to the house and leave him here alone.

After Puying went to the toilet, she stood in the courtyard and talked to Yanlin inside.

"Have you ever seen a ghost?"

Yan Lin, who was peeing while standing, replied half asleep, "I saw it in my dream."

"I could often see it when I was young, but I couldn't see it after I was about [-] or [-] years old, but I still don't like to stay in this kind of place. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't come here." When he was a child, if he watched When something inexplicable happens, she will run to Er Niang's side and hold on, and Ama has nothing to do with herself.

Only then did Yanlin open his eyes, and said with a smile: "So you are afraid of those things... I thought you were so brave!" This person looks like a man, but he is as timid as a woman. Even though he is a half-Buddhist, he still doesn't believe in ghosts.

Hearing this, Pu Ying was of course very angry, and he said dissatisfiedly: "If you have seen it before, it wouldn't be so easy to say. When I was young, every time I went to visit the ancestral grave with Ama, I would always get sick when I came back. I, Dada, won’t let me go, saying that I’m blind and will be frightened.”

Yanlin couldn't laugh at him anymore, so he put on his pants, but suddenly he heard a strange movement from the back mountain.

Pu Ying naturally heard it too, and he asked in a low voice: "Hey, did you hear that?"

"Well, there is someone in the back mountain." Yan Lin hurried out of the hut, and went back to the house to copy the guy.

Sanquan, who was sleeping on the kang, also woke up, and quickly asked: "My lord, what happened?"

"Someone is in the back mountain. You can stay in the room. I'll take the pistol and go over there to have a look." Yanlin put the pistol and bullet clip on his back in the corner, and ran out the door.

Pu Ying also followed out, but was stopped by him: "You help me watch from the back, we only have a gun, and no one can care about anyone else if something happens, you have something good or bad, I can't explain it to you, Ama .”

"I'm afraid of ghosts, but I'm not afraid of people!" After finishing speaking, he picked up the pickaxe behind the gate and ran out with Yanlin.

The voice came from the direction of the ancestral tomb. It should be that someone is planning to plot something wrong again.

The two walked around the yard and came to the back mountain. With a little moonlight, they saw three figures curled up next to the tomb on the right. It happened that they all dug up the tomb that was looted during the day, and buried Yanlin's great-grandfather.

"Go away, or I will kill you with one shot!" Yan Lin roared angrily, putting the gun on his shoulder, ready to shoot at any time.

One of them was so timid that he fell to the ground in fright, but the other two were obviously gangsters. Taking advantage of the dark night and high winds, the other party might not be able to see the situation clearly, so they refused to admit defeat and shouted: "Borrow two money to spend money!" That's all!"

"Fart, is this the ancestor of your family? I let you drink the urine, you kneel down and worship me, and call me grandpa. Maybe I will recognize you as grandsons!" Yanlin yelled at the three of them. While he was talking, Sanquan had already set off fireworks at the door of the house, and informed the old bell at the foot of the mountain to call for someone.

"Damn it, they sent someone to go!" The leading man spoke in a low-pitched accent, and now they had to run away quickly, otherwise it would be very bad luck if they were caught soon.

"Third, what are you doing, why don't you hurry up and leave." The tall and thin man beside him was busy packing the things in his arms, and went to grab the young man who was squatting on the ground.

But the third child was so frightened by Yanlin's voice that he didn't move for a long time.

"Leave him alone, let's go quickly." The leader ran away after speaking, only to hear two gunshots from behind, and he pulled out his gun to fight back in desperation, but it was too dark at night to see Clear the target, but vaguely saw two people behind the cypress tree.

The two who were hiding behind the tree were not injured by the bullets, so Yanlin fired a few more shots at each other, and heard "Ouch", it should be the tallest thief.

Seeing that his brother was shot, the leader hesitated for a moment, then left him and ran away alone.

When Uncle Quan rushed over, the two had already captured the two criminals. Sanquan, holding a torch, saw the young man collapsed on the ground, and shouted in surprise: "Aren't you the son of Lao Zhong?" In the first few years, he met this man at the front door. Lao Zhong said that his youngest son was unbelievable and often used money to drink. He had already been kicked out of the house in the first few years.

Pu Ying suddenly realized that it turned out that this guy was guarding himself and stealing from himself, and he was really hard to guard against!

Yanlin looked at the other party carefully, only then realized that the face was indeed familiar, and then remembered that this person was Lao Zhong's youngest son.

By the time the seven or eight strong men from the village arrived, it was already past midnight, and everyone crowded into a small room, discussing with one another, blaming Zhong Mingjie for his food, repaying his favor, and digging up the ancestral grave of his old club. , although the prince is no longer the landlord in the village, everyone still respects Yanlin because of their friendship for many years.

Lao Zhong had already beaten the youngest with a stick, and Lao Zhong sat in the corner in tears and cursed: "Why did I give birth to you, a bastard!"

Kneeling on the ground, Zhong Mingjie howled, "I have no choice but to spend money!" A few days ago, he picked up a woman who urged him to find someone to take care of Lord Che's grave when she heard that his family was looking after Lord Che's grave. When the tomb is dug, you can get a lot of money, and you won't have to worry about making a living for at least three to five years.Afterwards, he found two sworn brothers to conspire, and the three agreed to share things equally. They had already taken away some small pieces of gold and silver items in the first few nights, but after the police came, they did not dare to show their faces until they returned to the village. It was only after inquiring about the news that the patrolman had left, so he decided to do it at night.

"You've caused a big problem, and you're going to jail." The uncle of the neighbor's family saw clearly from the sidelines. He felt that this kid was not a fun guy. He hadn't been back for a long time. He suddenly appeared in the village a few days ago, and deliberately made friends with the people in the village. But few people would take care of it.

Another accomplice, because he was injured, was leaning against the wall and moaning. Although the kind Lord Che helped him to bandage it briefly, the bullet on his leg was actually left inside, and all the softness hidden on his body was found by everyone. It is estimated that the boss will be wanted in a few days, and he will live a life of desperation from then on.

"If you lack money, you can't take things from someone's ancestral grave. That will kill your children and grandchildren!" Liu Sanquan said with a straight face. He also began to worry about the ancestral grave of Baylor's family, but the Zhuangzi in Xiangshan is still the property of Kun Baylor, and there should be no one. If you dare to make up your mind, after all, Kun Baylor has a lot of friends and is recognized as a good person. Those thieves and bandits have to weigh their hands if they want to do it. Tomb robbers will look for soft persimmons.

Yanlin sat on the kang and didn't speak for a long time. He didn't know what to do with Zhong Mingjie. He should be sent to the police station because of the situation. No matter how you say it, you can't do it too badly.

Pu Ying, who saw his thoughts, dragged him outside the house to smoke, and took this opportunity to ask: "What are you going to do with them?"

Yan Lin, who was squatting under the tree, sighed deeply: "I don't know anymore... Lao Zhong is a good man, but his son is a bad guy."

"Just think about it carefully. What others say is secondary, but there must be a loss. Don't expect to get it back." Pu Ying said, because one of them has already escaped, and it is estimated that they will take the stolen goods to a remote place. It is not easy to catch in places to hide.

"I know, but after all, the two of them have been caught, and the other one can know who it is. As for whether they can be caught, that's another matter. Anyway, I don't expect the police to solve the case. Maybe they still have something in their hearts. I’m happy because I can get a piece of the pie.” Even if the dynasty changes again, people need money to do things, money is not enough, but face is also needed, and no one will care about things that don’t concern themselves.

"When my Ama comes over during the day, let's discuss it." He patted Yanlin on the shoulder, stretched his waist, and planned to go back to sleep, and leave the rest to Uncle Quan and the others. .