I live on the 18th floor of Nether Community

In the dense fog, led by the crazy old lady, several people entered Wutong Village along a muddy path.

As the old lady said, this is indeed a deserted village.There are bricks and rubble scattered everywhere, and many houses have lost half of their walls or roofs due to disrepair.

For a few miles around, there is no life.

The crazy old lady stopped in front of a dilapidated house, tremblingly stepped forward and pushed open the wooden door.

With a "squeak—" the door slowly opened, and an unpleasant smell of damp and mold came from inside.

"Come in." The crazy old lady waved at Jiang Xiao, "I'll get you some water."

After she finished speaking, she picked up the gourd scoop hanging on the wall and walked towards the water tank under the window.

Jiang Miao made eye contact with Qi Chi and You Ji, and entered the house one after another.

"Drink water..." The old lady handed Jiang Miao a chipped bowl.

Taking advantage of the faint skylight, Jiang Miao found not only a layer of dust floating on the surface of the water, but also a few unknown worms wriggling at the bottom of the bowl.

He felt sick for a while, and when the old lady was not paying attention, he poured the water on the ground.

"I said, do we really want to spend the night here tonight?" You Ji leaned over and whispered.

Jiang Miao raised his eyes lazily: "Otherwise, sleep outside."

"Damn, you smell the smell in this room, I'd rather sleep outside." You Ji fidgeted out of his pocket for a cigarette, and he didn't forget to hand one to Jiang Miao.

Jiang Miao took the cigarette, lighted the fire in You Ji's hand, exhaled and smiled, "Don't complain, brother, you see, he is rich and handsome and hasn't said anything yet."

You Ji glanced sideways at Qi Chi who was standing by the window, curled his lips, and smoked in a muffled voice.

"What are you thinking?"

Qichi heard someone talking, turned around and saw that it was Jiang Xiao, smiled lightly, and said softly, "It's nothing, I just feel like I haven't seen a zombie for a long time."

"No." Jiang Miao nodded, and stood side by side with Qichi, "I saw him again, but I didn't realize it. Let alone, I used to love watching zombie movies."

At this point, Jiang Miao couldn't help humming a few words casually: "Her eyes, her eyes, seem to shine like stars, see, see, see, see, flustered..."

Qi Chi turned his head and saw Jiang Xiao's profile with the corners of his lips slightly raised.For no reason, there was a little more tenderness in his eyes.

"Jiang sir, let's stop singing, okay? It made my spine feel chills!" You Ji folded his hands and shivered, "It's so dark, I'll go and light a lamp."

After he finished speaking, he began to rummage through boxes and cabinets, and finally found half of a candle in a decayed wooden box.You Ji polished the lighter and moved to the edge of the candle wick.The candlelight flickered, illuminating the room in a trance.

"Don't turn on the lights!"

The crazy old lady rushed in front of You Ji suddenly in horror, frightening him.The old lady blew out the candle in one breath, stared at You Ji with a distracted gaze, and said gloomily, "They will find out..."

"Grandma." Jiang Xiao helped the old man, helped her to the rocking chair where she was sitting, and comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid, we are all here."

The old lady sat stiffly on the rocking chair, muttering constantly.

Following her voice, the rocking chair swayed and made a "creak-creak-" sound.

In this dark and small room, it is particularly clear.

"You guys rest first, I'll chat with the old lady for a while." With a cigarette between his hands, Jiang Xiao moved a ponytail and sat at the crazy old lady's feet, and said to Qichi and You Ji.

"Brother, can you chat with her?" You Ji couldn't help but said.

Xi Chi raised his chin towards the wall: "There is a straw mat over there, Sir You should rest earlier."

"What about you?" You Ji asked angrily.

Xichi's tone was polite and distant: "Don't worry about me."

"Cut." You Ji snorted coldly, touched the gun at his waist, went to the straw mat and lay down with his clothes on, turned over and closed his eyes facing the wall.

……

"Is it cold?" Qichi walked up to Jiang Miao, and put a hand on Jiang Miao's shoulder subconsciously.

"Not cold." Jiang Miao sniffed and smiled, "Just a little hungry."

"This is for you." Xi Chi spread out his hand, and saw a small piece of exquisitely packaged chocolate in his palm.

Jiang Xiao's eyes lit up: "Where did it come from? Don't tell me that I picked it up on the ground."

"Seeing that you like sweets, you brought them out before going out."

Jiang Miao took the chocolate, peeled off the wrapping paper and put it in his mouth, his eyes narrowed in satisfaction.He quickly folded the leftover candy paper a few times, and a vivid little paper man appeared in front of Xichi again.

"Hurry up, say thank you to brother." Jiang Miao ordered to the little paper figurine.

The little paper man hurriedly bowed to Qichi.

"Demon, sorcery!"

The old lady at the side saw the little paper doll and was so frightened that she almost fainted.Jiang Xiao smiled, let the little paper man jump into his palm, and presented it in front of the old lady.

"Don't be afraid, let it perform a show for you, okay?" Jiang Xiao said, and the little paper figurine obediently turned somersaults in front of the old lady.

The old lady was still scared at first, but her attention was quickly attracted by the movements of the little paper figurine.In the cloudy eyes, a childlike surprise was faintly revealed.

Jiang Xiao said softly, "Grandma, none of us are bad people..." After a pause, he continued, "You don't have to pretend anymore."

Hearing this, the old lady suddenly paused when she wanted to touch the little paper man's hand.

Jiang Xiao said slowly: "Thanks to you stuffing a handful of glutinous rice in my arms earlier, I know you are worried about us outsiders."

"When did you know?" When the old lady spoke again, the previous madness was obviously gone in her tone.

"When we meet you again, you will actually be following us all the time." Jiang Xiao curled his lips, "You also know that we are not ordinary people, so you might as well tell us about the village, maybe we can help .”

In the dark room, the rocking chair was still shaking gently, and the old lady looked at the window with chaotic eyes.After a long time, she only heard her speak slowly in an old voice:

"That year, I was seven years old. The dog in the east of the village died..."

With her words, time went back to many years ago...

……

"My son——!!!"

With a shrill cry, a little boy with a dark purple face was carried by the adults and put into a coffin.

"Throw away a handful of paper money, don't bother the intruders in the past—"

Zhibin in a white jacket grabbed a handful of paper money and sprinkled it into the sky.Suona sounded suddenly, blowing and beating, interrupting the tranquility of the countryside.

"Carry it to the back mountain." Zhibin turned his head and said to the villagers who carried the coffin.

There were mournful cries everywhere, and the village woman who was supported by her neighbors suddenly jumped out of the crowd, hugged the coffin, and knocked the coffin bearer away with her body.

"Why can't my son enter the ancestral grave! Why!" The village woman cried loudly.

The lead coffin-bearer, with a cigarette in his mouth, tried to comfort him without any hesitation: "You son of a bitch, we all know that you are not feeling well. But the baby drowned while playing in the pond, and it was an accidental death. It stands to reason , can only be buried in the back mountain, otherwise it will affect the fortune of the whole village."

"No!" The village woman was hysterical. "The back mountain is full of lonely souls and wild ghosts. Gouwa will definitely be bullied if he goes there! You can't go, you can't go!"

Some people in the crowd began to complain.

"You son of a bitch, it's not right for you to do this. You can't just let our village suffer for the sake of a son of a bitch!"

"That's right, it was the baby who was not careful, so you can't implicate us, can you?" The aunt who was holding a little girl pouted and answered.

The village woman got up suddenly, rushed to the aunt, glared at her and shouted angrily: "If it was your girl who died today, would you still say that?!... My dog ​​boy went down the river with your girl Tang, why is she okay!"

The little girl in the aunt's arms was obviously frightened by the battle, and burst into tears.

The aunt immediately became unhappy, and opened her voice like a hen: "Listen! Listen to what it's called! Damn bitch, if you dare to say one more word, I'll tear your rotten mouth apart!"

Seeing this, the villagers hurriedly separated the aunt and the village woman.

"Okay, okay, Gouwaniang is also feeling uncomfortable."

"Why should she curse my girl when she feels bad?!" The aunt still didn't give up.

At this time, the village chief came out from the crowd, pulled the aunt aside, turned to the coffin bearer and said, "It's getting late, if you don't bury the dog baby, there will be problems, you guys hurry up the mountain... "

At the end, he winked at the other villagers: "Big guy, help me, pull Gouwaniang away."

"no no--!!!"

"Lift the coffin—!"

The villagers who carried the coffin put the pole on their shoulders and lifted the coffin.

Another handful of paper money was thrown into the sky and fell down eloquently.A piece of paper money floated in a puddle on the ground and was wet with muddy water.

"Passing ghosts, please get out of the way—don't bother me on the way to Huangquan—"

"Passing ghosts, please get out of the way—don't bother me on the way to Huangquan—"

With the sound of a gong, the small coffin was carried by four people amidst the thundering suona sound, and staggered to the back mountain.

……

"Is that little girl you?" Jiang Xiao asked with a frown.

The old lady nodded, her hands gripping the armrests of the rocking chair were bruised, and her lips trembled.

"However, no one expected that Gouwa would come back three nights later..."

……

Outside a farmhouse at the east end of the village, there are two white lanterns hanging.The word "Dian" is written on it, swaying gently with the night wind...

A man's violent drinking came from the room, accompanied by the intermittent sobbing of a woman.

"Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry!" The man knocked the food on the table with his hands, and cursed, "It's because you, a prodigal bitch, didn't take good care of the baby, so the baby will die! Cry now There's another use for it!"

"You know it's my fault! If you didn't go out to play cards every day, Gouwa wouldn't dare to skip school and play in the river!"

A slap fell on the village woman's face hard, and her face was heavily turned to one side.

The village woman rushed in front of the man with a cry, grabbing his face desperately with her hands.

"Gouwa is dead! I'm not alive either—!"

The man pulled the woman's hair and slammed her against the wall: "Okay! Go to hell, you! Die now!"

Just as the couple were arguing, there was a faint knock on the door outside the house.

Knock—knock—knock—

The man frowned and asked rudely, "Who is it?"

No one answered outside the house, but they kept knocking on the door.

The man cursed his mother, walked to the door angrily, and opened the door.

"Dog?!"

The man was startled immediately, following his gaze, he saw a thin figure standing there with his head down, motionless.

He was still wearing the clothes he had been buried in three days ago.

"Dog boy!" The village woman pushed the man away, hugged the small body tightly in her arms, and burst into tears.

"You're back! Gouwa, you're back! Mom knew you were scaring me, you didn't die, right!"

Accompanied by the joyful cries of the village woman, Gouwa raised her cold little hand and put it on the village woman's shoulder.

"Goofy! Come in, come in! Mom will cook for you...uh!!!"

The village woman suddenly rolled her eyes halfway through her words, and saw that Gouwa's hand that was stuck around her neck was getting tighter and tighter, and his black nails grew longer little by little, sinking into the woman's flesh.

"Goofy!" the man yelled, but he didn't dare to go forward.

Gouwa's head jerked up, and the man saw that his dark purple mouth had opened into a black hole, with two fangs exposed.

"Ah!" Gouwa yelled sharply, put his head close to the village woman's neck, and pierced the village woman's carotid artery with two fangs.

"Ugh!" The village woman twitched all over and fell to the ground in an instant.

The man who witnessed all this was so frightened that his legs became weak and he fell to the ground with a plop.He moved backwards, just in time to touch a piece of broken porcelain.

"Don't come here, don't come here! Dog, dog boy! I'm dad...!"

Gouwa completely ignored the man's yelling, and jumped towards the man with his arms stretched out straight in front of his chest.

With a loud roar, the man raised the porcelain piece and thrust it towards Gouwa's body, but his body was as stiff as an iron plate, and the porcelain piece couldn't get in at all.

"Goofy! Wait a minute...dog, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The screams resounded throughout Wutong Village.

In an instant, silence returned.

……

The wind picked up, but the two paper lanterns outside the farmhouse were still fluttering slowly.One hand stiffly took off the lantern and held it in his hand.

Three figures, two big and one small, came out of the farmhouse, skipping and bouncing past every corner of Wutong Village.

They couldn't be seen clearly in the thick fog, only two lanterns with the word "Dian" flashing and flashing...

The author has something to say: Thank you Xiao Leng for tweeting, and thank you my Ah Fu for contributing~ Meme!

Sir Jiang sang "Ghost Bride" and "Mr. Zombie". In addition, the new version of "Zombie" directed by Mai Junlong is also super good!