After climbing all the way to Mrs. Lin's house, what I saw was a scene that made people even more angry and sad.
As far as the eye can see, there are no ruins!
Sister-in-law Lin's old house has been completely demolished, even the toilet is no exception.
Around the old house, various fruit trees were dug up by excavators, and countless fruits were scattered on the ground, emitting a stench.
Between two broken tree trunks that were less than one meter high, there was a primitive and simple colored striped cloth, which was Mrs. Lin's home.
The most disturbing and frightening thing is that under the colorful cloth, there is a discolored coffin.
Looking at this horrific scene, and then looking at the basket of vegetables that Old Jiangtou was carrying, the third generation Mei turned his head away, wiped away his tears fiercely, clenched his fists tightly, and stamped his feet vigorously.
It’s so damn hard!
So damn inhumane!
"Where is your daughter?"
Sister-in-law Lin screamed at me twice, pleading with me.
I nodded vigorously and made a silent gesture.
Sister-in-law Lin entered the colorful tent with a bamboo pole!
Waves of sour and moldy odor suddenly overflowed, which was nauseating.
Strangely, there was no one in the tent.
Mrs. Lin was so worried that she limped out of the tent and screamed at the top of her lungs, but she got no response.
Unable to find her daughter, Mrs. Lin became anxious on the spot and ran around the old house, screaming like a night owl in her throat.
After running a few times, Mrs. Lin fell heavily to the ground.
Mei Sandai, who was close to me, hurriedly went to help me. I waved my hand gently and everyone dispersed to look for someone else.
Suddenly, at this moment, a hand grabbed my wrist.
Turning his head and looking, it turned out to be Pan Xiaoli.
Following Pan Xiaoli's line of sight, half of a head came into view under a chopped tree trunk at the earthquake site.
"Hey. Found it."
The sharp-eyed third generation Mei let go of Mrs. Lin and tiptoed over with cat steps. He did not forget to turn around and whisper to me: "Brother Tong, there."
My face turned stern, and I was about to scold the third generation of coal, but the third generation of coal had already turned around and ran forward excitedly, raising his hands and turning them into tiger claws.
Suddenly, Mei Sandai shouted: "I got you!"
As he spoke, Mei Sandai leaned forward, stretched out his tiger claws, and firmly grasped the man's shoulders.
The next second, the third generation of Mei turned around to announce the good news loudly, with a smile of meritorious deeds on his face: "Brother Tong, come here quickly, I have caught Mrs. Lin's daughter."
At this moment, the man under the tree trunk slowly turned his head.
In an instant, everyone was stunned.
The hair on Lao Jiang's head stood on end, and the bald Lao Liang had one bulging eye. Pan Xiaoli opened her mouth wide and stepped back, sitting down on the ground.
"ah!"
Suddenly, Pan Xiaoli screamed: "Ghost!"
"What the hell?"
The third generation of Mei shouted angrily: "It's obviously just a person, but there are no ghosts in broad daylight. Sister Li, you are really..."
After muttering something in his mouth, Mei Sandai turned his head.
In an instant, Mei Sandai stayed where he was. With a snap of his fingers, he straightened his body and jumped five feet high. Then he turned into a bomb and hit the ground heavily.
"Ghost!"
A shrill scream came out, and Mei Sandai sat on the ground, holding his hands on the ground and kept retreating: "Brother Tong, please save me, save me..."
Behind the tree trunk, the man slowly raised his head.
I saw that the man was wearing a white turban and tattered blue clothes, with an old bamboo basket hanging on his left wrist.
This outfit is exactly like the locals in the old society. ap.
This man's face was covered in black and blue. Although he could still see the girl's delicate appearance, he looked exactly like the female ghost in the movie.
The girl's body exudes a strong corpse aura.
It was obvious that the clothes the girl was wearing and the towel wrapped on her head were relics of the owner of the coffin.
strange
The strange thing is that the bamboo basket carried by the girl is filled with a basket full of soil and sand.
It was at noon when the scorching sun was at its peak, but seeing such a fierce ghost, Mei Sandai was immediately frightened to the point where three souls and seven souls flew out of his body, and he was so frightened that he went crazy and pissed himself.
"ah!"
The girl screamed, stood up slowly, stared at Mei Sandai with her two pale eyes, stepped over the tree trunk, and walked over step by step.
"Don't come here, don't come here."
"Don't come here, go away quickly, Brother Tong, save me, Brother Tong, save me, Brother Tong..."
The third generation of coal was so frightened that they were dying, and cried heartbreakingly: "Don't look for me, please don't look for me, I'm still a little ***, I haven't lived enough..."
No matter how he called or begged, the girl just ignored him and stared at him, approaching step by step.
At this time, Mei Sandai was already stunned with fright, but he couldn't muster any strength to get up. He just kept retreating based on instinct, and kept calling Tong Ge'er for help.
I pursed my lips and spoke softly: "She is from Bashu. You have to speak Bashu dialect so that she can understand."
Mei Sandai immediately went crazy, crying and shouting: "But I don't know Bashu dialect, Brother Tong. You tell her to stop first, am I still learning?"
I said coldly, "I'm afraid it's too late."
There was a clang sound.
The back of Mei Sandai's head hit the corner of the coffin and screamed in pain, but he turned around and crawled towards me regardless: "Brother Tong, ask her how she can let me go?"
"I have no objections."
I spoke softly: "She said she couldn't worry about her mother."
"I support, I support..."
The third generation of Mei shouted incoherently: "From now on, I will take care of Mrs. Lin..."
"No, it's not Mrs. Lin, it's my mother..."
"Her mother is my mother, and my mother is her mother..."
"That's enough, Brother Butong."
Wriggling like a snake and crawling in front of me, Mei Sandai struggled to grab my ankles and got up and hid behind me. His whole body almost shook and fell apart: "As long as you don't look for me, I can do anything..."
"Brother Tong, tell her quickly. In Bashu dialect, she must make it clear that money is not an issue..."
I pushed Mei Sandai away and stepped forward indifferently.
At this time, Lao Jiangtou and several old employees from Fangzhou had already taken out rice and greeted the girl.
