Bai Gui Ye Xing

Soon it was night, and the small mountain village that was supposed to be quiet at night was very lively. Du Leinan and the others also parked a lot of good cars outside their yard, including several Mercedes-Benz BMWs and Audis.

Miao Hu and I learned from their conversations that Durres seemed to be quite capable when he was young. He taught martial arts. The old man died, and all the former apprentices came to see him off.

Miao Hu and I were sitting in a corner on the edge waiting for the food to be served, watching the group of people hypocritically inquiring about their health. Why do you say it is hypocritical? Anyway, it’s just a feeling. The communication between people in society is not as pure and simple as in school. .

The group of people in suits and ties sat on the right side of the yard, and those on the left side of the yard were the villagers who helped with the funeral.

The dinners on both sides are simply two extremes. Wearing suits and ties, the other side pretends to be elegant, drinking porridge as coffee, and there are two middle-aged aunts, dressed in gold and silver, hugging each other The man next to me was still disgustingly calling my dear, I suddenly understood why those successful people like to find mistresses, if it were me, they would leave immediately, I really deserve to be a successful person, my patience is really strong enough.

These people’s words are also very hypocritical, nothing more than, I heard how you are doing recently, and then this person will say thank you, Miao Hu and I happened to eat next to this group of successful people, listening to their chat , too official.

The villagers on the other side were much better. They were in full swing, holding arms, drinking and eating meat, punching, as if it was not a funeral, but a happy event. After drinking too much, two young people came out to wrestle arms. It was very lively.

I also heard a middle-aged aunt wearing gold and silver not far away frowned and said in a low voice: "Rural people are barbaric."

At that time, I was so angry that I almost didn't go up and kick her. Damn, as a standard rural household registration, I feel pretty good. I bet that this aunt must have come from the countryside. But people in the city want to get a rural hukou.

As soon as some people go to the city and earn two dollars, they feel that they are high-class people. When they return to the countryside, they feel that they are superior to others.

Of course, I don't represent any position, I just can't understand this person, they are all Chinese, just pretending to be a fart.

He was not an elegant person, so he pretended to be like that. Miao Hu also stared at the woman several times. Seeing Miao Hu's appearance, he looked like he was about to go up and kick someone. Later, he remembered that it was someone's funeral. Well, it would be bad if you hit someone.

"Okay, everyone be quiet." Suddenly Du Leinan stood up and said loudly: "Thank you brothers from the same village today for helping to do so many things after my father died. This is a toast to you." Drank it down with a glass of wine.

"I would also like to thank all my father's former apprentices for coming to see him. My father was born healthy, but when he died suddenly, I am heartbroken." Du Leinan clutched his chest, with tears in his eyes.

Suddenly, the Anquan set on the side also stood up. Due to the angle, I saw this guy pinch my thigh hard. Let alone, the Anquan set came out with tears and directed at the coffin in the room. He ran over, hugged the coffin and cried bitterly, still yelling: "Dad, don't leave me, Dad, my dear dad."

My day, Miao Hu also saw this kid pinch his thigh, we both gave him a thumbs up secretly, I really hate it, but I also became suspicious in my heart, this Du Leinan and An Quan set is a convulsion What, what are you doing more than this.

I didn't expect Du Leinan to be more ruthless. I saw Du Leinan knelt down all of a sudden. He made a piece of onion out of nowhere, slapped his eyes directly, and then stood up.

His eyes were as red as anything, and this Du Leinan looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle with his wine glass and sang: "My daddy~ my dear daddy, come back soon, I can't take it anymore, come back soon, my dear!" Life is wonderful because of you..."

Not to mention, this Du Leinan sang really well, especially his father just passed away. According to this story, if he participated in The Voice of China singing this song, he might win an award, get some tears or something.

However, this male Du Lei sang loudly, and as he sang, I suddenly saw a white figure standing at the entrance of their courtyard. He kept moving, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't make a sound.

Miao Hu looked at me and asked in a low voice, "What are you looking at?"

"My god, this Du Leinan is really fucking talented, he really sang his father back." I couldn't help but said when I saw Du Leinan who was still singing loudly.

My voice was not very loud, but the audience suddenly fell silent, and they looked at me. Maybe my words were too scary. Everyone looked at me, and Du Leinan also looked at me in horror. Looking at me, he asked tremblingly, "I, my dad really, really came back?"

Everyone looked at me, and everyone looked at me differently, some with fear, expectation, contempt, or sarcasm, etc., as if feeling that I was lying, but I was wearing a Taoist robe, so Somewhat believable.

I just nodded and said: "Just now, my master listened to Du Leinan's song just now, and felt the deep love between their father and son. He was moved for a moment, and cast a spell to recall your father." Having said that, put the credit on Miao Hu.

Miao Hu reacted very quickly, stood up with a smile on his face, pointed to the gate of the courtyard and said, "Lingfu is here, it's not difficult to meet him."

"Wait!" I yelled, and I saw that old man Durres's face became terrified. Looking left and right, there was darkness behind him, and a figure suddenly appeared.

No, it should be a ghost. This ghost is very strange. It has two horns, a hideous face, and hands that look like claws. It looks like the little ghost in Western stories, but it is an enlarged version.

The ghost suddenly appeared behind Mr. Durres, covered his mouth with one hand, put his arm against his neck with the other, and then pulled it back.

The face of Mr. Durres was particularly terrified, and the words on his lips became faster, and I understood what he was talking about. He didn't actually say anything or last words, and his lips kept repeating two words.

"Help."

Mr. Durres was quickly dragged back into the darkness. I was frightened by the appearance of the ghost at the time, and I didn't realize it until they disappeared. It was too late to save the ghost.