Short story department

When he walked out of the small building, the sky was already slightly bright, Yao Jiuchen yawned and still begged Liang Qiunian to carry him back.Liang Qiunian bent down bitterly, Yao Jiuchen's peachy eyes lingered for a while, and he jumped up with a smile on his lips, saying, "Go home."

"I said Jiu Ye, you will not be able to take care of yourself sooner or later if you go on like this."

"Aren't you good at it?"

"I'm a bitch?"

"What do you think?"

The country people pay attention to the sunrise and work and rest at sunset, and the housewives of every household will come out to prepare for the day's work when the sky is bright.The two people walking home met many villagers, and these people greeted Yao Jiuchen one after another, saying hello to Yao Jiuchen, and they called each other very affectionately.Liang Qiunian couldn't help asking him: "What is your Yao family's status here?"

"Big dog." Yao Jiuchen slouched on Liang Qiunian's body, half-opening his eyes like a cat about to fall asleep. "

"Why did you move away? Why didn't Aunt San go with your family?"

"Can't go." Yao Jiuchen rested his chin on Liang Qiunian's shoulder, "We can't all go, someone must stay and come back. Those who should go don't go, and those who shouldn't go go. Go. Those who come back have to come back, and those who come back have to go..."

Liang Qiunian really wanted to ask, should he go or not?Turning his head, he found that Yao Jiuchen had fallen asleep leaning on his shoulder.

After returning home, he put Yao Jiuchen on the bed and covered him with a quilt. Liang Qiunian was also very sleepy, so he took off his clothes and slept with Yao Jiuchen.This time I fell asleep until after one o'clock in the afternoon, and when I woke up, there was no one around me.Liang Qiunian sighed helplessly, he must be sleepwalking in broad daylight.

At this moment, the door curtain was lifted, and Yao Jiuchen pushed the door open and entered.He was wearing a water-blue down jacket, with his hands in his sleeves and half leaning against the door, lazily looking at Liang Qiunian who was somewhat embarrassed on the bed.

Liang Qiunian swallowed subconsciously: "Do you dare to come here and let me, let me, let me give you a hug."

As if hearing some interesting topic, Yao Jiuchen chuckled lightly, and Liang Qiunian on the bed blushed immediately!He stared at Yao Jiuchen and sat down in front of the table which was already full of food, he couldn't help feeling very disappointed.Forget it, I'm used to being ignored anyway.Liang Qiunian fought repeatedly and failed repeatedly.While putting on his clothes, he said, "I said Chenchen, haven't you seen that 1.7m old man with short hair and bow legs?"

"What are you talking about, come over for dinner."

Liang Qiunian climbed out of bed disconsolately, and sat beside Yao Jiuchen: "Jiu'er, is there no one in this village who believes in the 'Xie' religion?"

Yao Jiuchen ignored him and continued eating.Liang Qiunian didn't ask any further questions, and after drinking half a bowl of porridge, he became disheartened again, "Baby Chen, can you let me ask those old men later?"

"Fix my address first." Yao Jiuchen rolled his eyes at him, and then said, "You'd better not get involved in this matter, be careful that you don't know how to die, and then I won't care about you."

"Jiuchen, where is your love for me?"

"I love you to warn you."

Although Yao Jiuchen's tone was a bit harsh, he felt at ease listening to these words.Liang Qiunian put down his chopsticks, lay down on the table and looked at Yao Jiuchen: "But why didn't you tell me about that small building?"

"You know why."

"Little stupid."

"It's not for you, an outsider, to get involved in the affairs of the village. There are too many tricks in it."

Liang Qiunian smiled disdainfully: "I still know about this. Look, why didn't the police come to the murder case that happened in the middle of the night last night? The village chief said to call the police. Where did he report to the police? It’s okay, I don’t believe it either.”

At this moment, although Liang Qiunian's sentences were sharp, his face was full of laziness.He already had a delicate face, but now he looked even more cute.Yao Jiuchen stretched out his hand and pinched his cheek: "Why can't others see that you are a master who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger?"

"I haven't eaten a tiger yet, okay? By the way, when will a tiger let me eat it?"

"Do you know there are evil patron saints?"

The sudden change in the topic excited Liang Qiunian.He opened his eyes wide and looked at the smiling Yao Jiuchen: "What do you mean?"

Yao Jiuchen put down his chopsticks, picked up Liang Qiunian's down jacket and threw it on his head: "Come with me, I'll take you to have a look."

After leaving the gate of Yao's house, they walked towards the lonely small building.While walking, Yao Jiuchen told him: "In the ancient literature, there is a very mysterious place where people offer tributes to the gods. There is a clear difference. This must be distinguished from the gods they believe in. There are gods with angry faces and guardians with good faces. God. Most of the tributes to the wrathful gods are libations made of human internal organs, blood and bile, and musical instruments or containers made of skulls. But in fact, the offerings mentioned in the literature are different from those in reality. There are big differences. For example, blood wine is just a symbolic red wine or other red liquid; even if human blood is used in witchcraft, it is the blood of dead people. How to die is also particular, depending on the disease Only the blood of dead people, widows, and prostitutes will be effective. There are more strict witchcraft requirements to take the blood from the corpse of an eight-year-old boy, or a child born in close relatives. And so on, it is all for the god of wrath Tribute. There are also garlic, onion, wine dregs, etc. Relatively speaking, it is much better to offer tribute to the good god.”

The tributes provided to the good gods are medicines, sweet and delicious food, joss sticks, silk and so on.The literature describes the tributes of the good gods as "three whites" and "three sweets". The three whites refer to: milk, ghee, and yogurt; the three sweets refer to: granulated sugar, honey, and sucrose.

Hearing this, Liang Qiunian stopped abruptly.He looked at Yao Jiuchen in doubt: "I heard correctly, you are talking about the 'Honey' sect, right?"

Yao Jiuchen walked forward on his own, with his hands still in his sleeves, and said, "It's not just the 'Honey' sect. Wizards of many religions...you should ask them to represent gods and witches, and they will do this when performing spells."

"Wait a minute!" Liang Qiunian caught up with Yao Jiuchen, "Please explain to me. Your hometown is in the south of the country, right? It's thousands of miles away from there? What does it teach you in the south? There shouldn't be any involvement in the small village in the countryside, right?"

Hearing this, Yao Jiuchen just smiled slightly and didn't answer.It was rare for Liang Qiunian to be so stubborn, he would not let go, nor would he retreat.Yao Jiuchen didn't mind, and continued to walk forward: "I know you are used to explaining everything with scientific theories. How about this, if you find the murderer first, I'll skin the 'tiger' and give it to you."

Liang Qiunian cast a half-believing glance at Yao Jiuchen, and then sighed weakly: "How can you let me get away with your evil mind? Besides, it's not fair, you obviously know more than me."

"No, I don't know much about it either." Yao Jiuchen sighed, "I only knew it when I saw the tributes in the small building. That painting is not a good thing. It is one of the Dharma Bodies of the King of Hades."

"What does it mean?"

Yao Jiuye patiently made up lessons for Liangqiu.The god called "Yama" is the judge of the dead, the master of sentient beings who escaped from the cold and hot hells to atone for the sins of previous lives.Usually called "Yan Wang", however, this name also refers to all demons that can cause people to die.Yama is also called "Dharma King" in Sanskrit, which means Dharmawaja, and some people pronounce the two names together, which means "Dharma King Yama".Hades has various body shapes, mainly divided into "external/xiu", "internal/xiu" and "secret/xiu".That painting is exactly the outer/cultivation/dharma/body of Hades.

Hades, tributes, rituals, thinking of these, Liang Qiunian faintly sensed something, and rolled his eyes: "Jiuchen, we have made an agreement. If I figure out the ins and outs before you, you will obediently obey me."

Yao Jiuchen smiled and remained silent.

Liang Qiunian continued: "If I lose, I will be your slave for the rest of my life."

"Didn't you have been a slave for the past two years?" Yao Jiuchen exposed the truth, "Change to another one, this one won't work."

Liang Qiunian, who was exposed to the truth, kept grinding his teeth, and asked Yao Jiuchen, what does he want from him?Yao Jiuchen stroked his chin seriously: "I haven't thought about it yet, let's talk about it later."

Ever since, these two went all the way to the door of the small building last night, doing serious things for unscrupulous reasons.At this time, Yao Jiuchen had no intention of opening the door.Liang Qiunian poked his head over from behind him: "Jiu Ye, let me out if you don't open the door, don't block the way."

"Wait." Yao Jiuchen turned half his body and looked sideways at Liang Qiunian.There is a narrow smile in the always wet peach eyes.He scratched his chin lightly, looking thoughtful.At the end, she chuckled lightly: "Forget it, I won't bully you. Let you go this time."

What's the meaning?Liang Qiunian tilted his head, looking puzzled at the Yao Jiuchen who wanted to make a fool of himself.

Yao Jiuchen nodded to himself: "Come on, I'll get back to sleep when I get home." After saying that, he really turned around and left.

Liang Qiunian grabbed his skirt, raised his head, frowned and pursed his mouth: "Master Jiu, do you have the heart to leave the little one in such a horrible place?" Liang Qiunian blinked, hoping to make himself look more Be pitiful.

I don't know what Yao Jiuchen thought of, he looked at Liang Qiunian for a few times, and smiled softly.Bai Nennen pulled her hands out of her sleeves, rubbed the top of Liang Qiunian's hair, and said, "Come on, it's okay...how do you say that word?"

"On-site investigation! You did it on purpose, three-year-olds know this word."

Yao Jiuchen laughed heartily, Liang Qiunian also let go of his hands and watched him walk away.

Hey, life is hard, their ninth master has a precious body, and even more precious head, you don't even know what he is thinking when you are so precious.Liang Qiunian waved his hand towards Yao Jiuchen's back, thinking that next time he would bring a clean white handkerchief, so that he would look more like an abandoned beauty.When he turned around, all the stubbornness on his face disappeared, and his serious and earnest demeanor was rarely shown so realistically on Liang Qiunian's body.

So, is this weird two-story building the "center" of events?With such doubts in mind, Liang Qiunian pushed open the wooden door of the small building.With the creaking sound, the wooden door opened, and the pungent musty smell leaked out, Liang Qiunian rubbed his nose, and closed the wooden door casually.

Nothing caught his attention on the first floor, in fact he just glanced at it, and quickly went up to the second floor.The situation here is the same as when I left last night, no change.Because the only window was closed, the room was as dark as it was in the middle of the night.

Oh yes, why don't the windows have glass, but only two wooden boards?Liang Qiunian turned on the phone to check the light, and walked to the window.There is nothing suspicious about the wooden boards of the windows, they are new, and the few scratches are not suspicious, but the walls around the windows, as well as the window frames, look quite strange.The intricately overlapping scratches look more like...

Liang Qiunian stretched out his hand, and pressed five fingers on the scratches, which fit snugly.This is - human finger marks!Damn, why are human finger marks in such a place?After careful study, it seems that there are people, no, there are many people scratching the edges of the wooden window and trying to squeeze out of the window.He tried to push the window and found that it had been nailed to death, and there was only a gap of about five or six centimeters between the two window panels.Who can get out of here?

The dark room was filled with disgusting smells, the viscera on the tribute table, the weird and hideous portraits, and the disturbing finger marks all exaggerated a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere.Liangqiu Nian yelled, turned around and ran away!

He ran back to Yao Jiuchen's room in one breath, and found that this man was not sleeping on the bed at all.Liang Qiunian turned around and left the room, ran to the back kitchen to find the third aunt, and asked about Yao Jiuchen's whereabouts.

"Little Jiuye has entered the county." Third Aunt was preparing lunch, and said with a smile, "He asked me to tell you, he probably won't be back until dinner time."

Liang Qiunian returned to the room in dismay, turned on the laptop and connected it to the wireless network card, and began to look up information.After searching for a long time, I didn't find anything usable, so I simply posted a post on the Internet and closed the notebook.When leaving Yao's house, the third aunt came up from behind and stuffed him with a big roasted sweet potato. Liang Qiunian's hands trembled with excitement. The third aunt was a real aunt, and she was much better than that heartless guy like Yao Jiuchen.

While eating sweet and warm roasted sweet potatoes, he walked towards the village.I met a few villagers on the road and asked where I could find the village chief.Not long after, he dragged Uncle Chen who was caught on the way with one hand, and the neighbor uncle of the deceased who was also unlucky with the other, and they rushed into the village committee office together.When the village chief saw their posture, his already wrinkled face became even more troubled.Liang Qiunian narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Grandpa is good."

"Okay, okay." The village chief smiled reluctantly and invited them in.

Liang Qiunian asked straight to the point: "Grandpa, did we call the police?"

"Reported, reported." Before the village head sat down on the chair, he got up to pour water for him, "Well, it's not the end of the year yet. The police are busy."

"Oh." Liang Qiunian scratched his nose and blinked his eyes.Watching the village head put down the hot water, "I was asked by Lord Jiu to ask some elders something."

After calling Yao Jiuchen's name, the three old men fell silent.

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