Chapter 1610

Chapter 1610

I heard an old man talking in Tibetan, which I couldn’t understand.

When I looked down, I saw a little old man lying under the table!

He has gray hair and deep wrinkles on his face. He is very thin and looks to be in his seventies. There are bedding, pillows and quilts under the table. He sleeps under them.

After reacting, I quickly said: "Uncle! Is it you who is visiting the ancestral hall?"

"Don't glare at me."

This little old man took a flashlight and shined it directly into my face.

"I do not understand what you're saying!"

"I'm here to deliver a message!

"Uncle Ma Liang, who lives in Xinduqiao, asked me to tell you! The scarecrow is useless! Can you understand me?"

This little old man got out from under the table. He looked at me with a puzzled look on his face and said, "Mingkareka, let's play together, Trika is jealous!"

"My name is Xiang Yunfeng!"

"Mingkareka Xiang Yunfeng!"

I don’t know anything else. I know the name Kareka. It seems to mean asking what your name is.

The language inconvenience made it impossible to communicate at all. I gestured anxiously, but can anyone tell me how to say this "Climbing God" in sign language.

As soon as I had an idea, I immediately stood up straight on the spot, stretched out my hands and held them flat, motionless, like a scarecrow.

The little old man looked at me for half a minute. He seemed to understand what I meant, and his expression changed drastically.

He grabbed my arm tightly and kept yelling!

"Sir, please speak slowly, I don't understand!"

He let go of me with a very panicked expression and did a series of very strange actions.

He first knelt down and prayed in front of the many spiritual tablets, and then poured the ghee from the oil lamps into a broken bowl. Then he lit the ghee with his hands and continued to dot it around the door. After lighting the door, he went to the windows and Up the stairs.

The little old man pushed me out forcefully, then he slammed the door and locked it.

I knocked on the door and he ignored me.

Do you still remember Lao Zhang Hotel?

It's not in Pomegranate Village, but very close to Pomegranate Village. After the accident of Lao Zhang and his wife, the hotel has a new owner and is still in business. It's too far to go back to Xinduqiao. I went there for a night, and the new owner of the hotel didn't recognize me at all. who is it.

Lying on the hotel bed without taking off my clothes, I kept scrolling through my phone.

I remember saving Zhuzhu’s phone number, but I couldn’t find it. The lion-headed Madonna worshiping Yama thang card might be the key thing! I thought I could contact Zhuzhu and ask him to return the stolen big thangka. If not, I would give her some extra money!

I checked my phone for a long time and couldn't find the number, so I fell asleep.

Early the next morning, I was woken up by someone. I didn’t know what the noise was outside the hotel.

"Brother, what happened?" I asked a young man.

"Are you a tourist? Leave quickly. Something big happened. Someone died last night!"

"Dead?"

"Who died?"

"I told you that you don't know. It was the old man who visited the ancestral temple here who died. His death was so scary that the temple was alarmed and people came. I won't say anything anymore. My mother asked me to come over quickly."

I saw the little old man last night. Why did he suddenly die this morning? !

A few people rushed to the ancestral hall, and many people were watching and whispering timidly. These people looked like they were all locals, and their faces were very panicked.

I walked over and saw it.

Starting from the first step of the wooden staircase and spreading upwards, every step was covered with the corpses of a kind of reptile, and there were a lot of them! Those who watched it felt numb.

This kind of reptile is called watermelon worm in our area. It is not big. When it is moved, it will shrink into a round ball, so it is called watermelon worm.

I took a deep breath and stepped up the stairs.