Strange news about the little paper man

In the early autumn of September, the islanders in the East China Sea are still facing high temperature and scorching sun.This is an island located in the southeast. It only has two seasons, summer and winter, but it attracts a large number of tourists because of its beautiful scenery.

The indoor air conditioner is open, and you can feel a burst of coolness when you open the door.Among the many fly restaurants near the pier, it is not easy to find an air-conditioned one.The old building, the rooms are low and narrow, the boss bought eight shops, opened up horizontally, and the space is still not enough.A simple sunshade is set up outside the door, and tourists who come here form a twisted long queue just to taste the five-star net red noodle paste.

The decoration of the small shop is unremarkable, but the business is really good. Under the reputation, it is not uncommon to cooperate with tour groups, and only accepts individual tourists for self-help.The room is filled with the aroma of pot bottoms and meat, and diners are chatting and enjoying the delicious food in groups.

Sitting at a table against the wall were several young people, four men and one woman, all of whom looked like students.Their dresses are very ordinary, but they all carry strange guys with them, such as gossip plates and mahogany swords.

These people obviously didn't come for fun, or the attractions they enjoyed were different. At this time, their faces were a little dejected, and they were not too happy when facing the boiling soup pot on the table.

"You always play tricks on us. I squatted for a few days and didn't see a single ghost."

"He saw it with his own eyes, maybe it hasn't come out yet, let's wait a few more days?"

"You wait on your own, follow your brother Chang's ass, I don't want to be played like a monkey." The young man was very angry, picked up his luggage, got up and left without paying the bill.

"Hey, I wish you to stay."

"Forget it, I didn't expect him to jump in the queue halfway."

The only girl, speaking more authoritatively, calmed down the mood of her companions.These four people share the same hatred, it looks like they are all together, they should be classmates.It was delayed for four days, most of the travel expenses were spent, and none of them gave up. They spread the map on the table, wrote and drew to arrange the schedule.

"School starts next week, just wait another five days." The girl spread out her notebook and typed the grid briefly. "To save money, I will arrange a schedule. Two beds in the youth hostel will be refunded, and we will take turns." sleep."

"Those who are awake, guard Hong's corpse together. Starting from the grave of Widow Feng, search from room to room. Especially the water store, I always feel eerie..."

"Your mother, come to the younger generation who is not afraid of death, and watch ghosts make wool." At the table behind them, the middle-aged man was in the corner, serving white wine with vinegar meat, muttering in his local accent.

This strong dialect was actually heard by the young man: "Uncle, do you know what's going on in Hongshiliao?"

The man didn't expect that the other party could understand these two dialects, so he didn't bother to talk to the stranger, waved the other party away, and continued to drink with his head bowed.

The boy persevered, ordered an extra plate of large intestine, brought it to the man's table, and offered another cigarette: "My fellow, tell me!"

In fact, there is nothing to say, the story itself is very simple.

Hong Shiliao was originally called Hongliao. As the name suggests, it lived in a family with the surname Hong.The ancestors of the Hong family were Han Chinese who migrated from the north during the Five Dynasties period, and developed into a prominent family in the local area.Hongliao is close to the stone bridge and is located on an important road. It is a good place for pedestrians to replenish water sources and stay in a hotel for rest.

More than 100 years ago, there was a caravan.I came here from the land of Jingchu, and I passed by here for a kind of flower and tree unique to this island, and I picked it back to make high-quality rouge.Hongliao is very large, with sufficient housing resources, and a group of more than 50 people, relying on Hong's family.

The leader's surname is Feng, he is a bold man, his wife also travels with him, she is beautiful and capable.It took some time to collect pollen, and Feng and his party stayed for five days without incident.

In the early morning of the sixth day, all the men in the caravan died violently.

If the guests who live here die, one death is unlucky, two deaths are disgusting, and fifty deaths are terrifying.The government also sent people to investigate. These people died without a sound, and no clues were found, and it finally became an unsolved case.The widow Feng, who was widowed, lived in Feng Liao under the arrangement of the head of the Hong family, as compensation for this miserable woman.

In the end, the bad thing happened to this woman. Widow Feng was only in her 30s at that time, and she still had her charm.When her husband died, the woman didn't show any sadness, but instead hooked up with several generations of the Hong family to climb the wall one after another.This woman is quite talented, she can cook well, she can sing a good song, and she can blow it well.

It was also early in the morning that the villagers who got up early to buy water knocked on the door and no one answered, and the whole Hongliao was silent.In the mansion, the brother-in-law tore the thigh of the sister-in-law, the wife bit her husband's neck, and the machete in the father-in-law's hand went straight into the back of the daughter-in-law's head.Look at Widow Feng again, tied a belt to the beam of the house, and hanged herself.

The Hong clan was wiped out.

"Jealousy can kill a whole family? This is too ridiculous."

"Just listen to a story, I lied to you?" The man was displeased, and waved his hand to tell him to get out of here.

"Hey, uncle, I didn't say you were talking nonsense," the boy apologized, "I just want to ask, who is the murderer, and has it been found out in the end?"

"No, I'm not Shigong, I know?"

"Then, is this Hong corpse house haunted or not?"

"They're all ghosts. The little widow sings a song, holds hands, and won't let you go if you don't obey. The butcher chops meat, but he can't see people, and the kitchen knife flies by itself. And the water seller, if you don't drink his water, you can't get out. If you drink it, you will have diarrhea for a month, and the weak body will die of dehydration..."

These are in line with the description on the Internet, and Lao Chang also said so.Several people were interested and asked one after another: "Uncle, have you seen it with your own eyes?"

The man's face darkened, and even the few people tried to persuade him not to speak anymore.

"There must be ghosts in this Hong Corpse House, maybe we are not sincere. If we stay here for a few more days, I believe the ghosts will definitely show up!"

The child's words were unscrupulous, but the laughter of "chi chi" sounded in the ears of several people.I looked around and couldn't find the source.

Not far away, there was a guest occupying the large table exclusively.He ordered a nine-square grid, and the table was filled with various ingredients, and there was an iron shelf on the side of the table, which contained five pots of noodle noodles.This person ate with his head down, unable to see his face clearly, but his figure was lean and strong.The typical transformation of appetite into muscle is enviable.

"Boss, the bottom of the pot is muddy, change the pot for me!" the man said.

"Hey, come, your Jiugongge soup base, classic three delicacies, spicy and delicious, mushroom health, curry soup, warm kimchi, hot and sour, strong tomato, strong cheese, salty and fragrant miso Soup, I'll remove the empty plate for you, please use it slowly!" The little boy was quick with his hands and feet, and his mouth was slippery, speaking with a pure Beijing accent.

The pair of hands in front of him were beautiful, with nimble fingers, which actually attracted the foodie to give him a look.The man smiled imperceptibly: "Give me two pots of noodles, three plates of large intestines, two servings of hairy tripe, three catties of vinegared meat, and fish balls instead of two in a bowl, give me two hundred."

"that's it?"

"Serve these first, I'll eat and watch."

"Come on, wait a minute!" The tall and thin figure turned back to the kitchen in a flash.

The customers in the store looked at each other, but Ji Mingyuan was not surprised.He is superficial, and even with all his eyes open, he can't tell what kind of species the opponent is. Judging only by his appetite, this guy is definitely not human!

Their house has noodle paste hot pot, with secret soup bases of various flavors, served with exclusive marinated meat, fresh vegetables, and Lingquan wine produced by Xiaobai.It's tasteless, and the degree of addiction surpasses that of painting Turing, and it's almost as addictive as heroin.

This customer has been here for half a month. He opened the door at ten o'clock in the morning and entered the store. He ate without saying anything until it closed at eleven o'clock.The adoptive parents were also worried, so they asked Li Banxian Bai to come and confirm that this person is harmless. The only downside is that he eats too much and it is easy to scare the guests.In view of the huge economic income this person brings to the small shop, the frightened darlings of other customers can be ignored.

The whole afternoon is the peak meal time, and the whole family is so busy that they don't touch the ground.The guests changed one after another, but the old gourmet was still eating.

Ji Mingyuan gestured in the kitchen and ordered the plates to be lined up.Lie down in order, first receive the favor of the detergent, then take the initiative to touch the face with the rag, and then fly under the faucet to rinse the white foam from the front and back.

Naturally, the water splashed all over the floor. The adoptive mother hesitated to speak several times, but finally couldn't bear it anymore, and begged to let her go: "Xiaohua, what time is it? Go and see why Xiaolei hasn't come back yet. ?”

Ji Mingyuan responded, took off his apron, washed his hands that were not dirty at all, and prepared to go out to pick up Li Lei.

There was a commotion outside, and the tourists fled in a hurry, pushing and shoving each other.Some people were stumbled and got fatal footprints. They didn't have time to pick up the backpacks and cameras that fell on the ground, and the goal was the same in order to find a shelter.

The hot pot restaurant was full of people, ignoring the tourists who were still stranded outside, and the gate was tightly closed and tightly blocked.

Ji Mingyuan, who was about to go out to pick up his younger brother: "What happened?"

"Murder, kill everyone!" "Terrorist!"

Ji Mingyuan: "Where is it?"

"Over the bathing place, the coastal road."

Binhai Boulevard is the only way for Li Lei to go to and from school. The time is too late, so I am afraid that he will encounter it.Ji Mingyuan slapped his thigh and was about to leave when his adoptive mother almost fell down.

"Mom, don't worry, I'll go and have a look!"

The door was blocked, Ji Mingyuan rushed into the toilet, was about to close the door and was about to go out through the wall, when a neat figure followed him and flashed in.

"Brother, let's go together."

The adoptive mother of the Li family was helped to the seat by the eldest son, her head was dizzy and her heart was pounding.My own son is a mortal and has no ability to go to heaven or earth, so it would be great if he catches up.

Her mind was refreshed for a while, and someone tapped her temples, and her trembling body eased a lot.In front of him was the customer who could eat, and a thick dozen of brand-new RMB was neatly folded and dropped on the table.She knew the other person's temper. This person never paid with his mobile phone and always had a lot of cash with him.

"Today is my last day here. Your home's noodles are delicious. I have already tasted the recipe. Don't worry, I only make it for myself. This money is my compensation for stealing..."

"...Your cheese is a bit salty. Change another brand, and your son will be fine."

The woman was holding a dozen yuan, but she didn't understand what the other party said, and the person in front of her had disappeared.

The author has something to say: resume updating!I'm back!

Recently, I have been busy with work and adjustments, and my mind has been muddled, and now the dust has finally settled.

The experience of blood and tears tells us not to indulge in writing novels during the postgraduate entrance examination, let alone reading novels!

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