Mingyue of the Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! Ask you a pig head, I am not a prisoner. I angrily choked the monkey, and then said to myself, "But grandpa seems to be very busy recently, and he doesn't even care about me, I don't know what he is busy with...

I know what your grandfather is doing. This morning I saw your grandfather go to the village chief’s house. He must be worried about the murder case in the village. After all, the village is also in trouble now. Tianhong said proudly.

OK, look at your little thing, stop bragging. Please don’t worry about your affairs. Hurry up and discuss how to find out how to find the old golden head. The monkey attacked Tianhong without any hesitation.

Well, let's do it. After the three of us arrived at the foot of Longtou Mountain, we hid in the woods and observed for a while.

When it got completely dark, we went to the dark side of Lao Jintou's house to see if there was any white clothes at home. If so, then the man in white who was pretending to be a ghost on the mountain would definitely be him. Tianhong arranged in an orderly manner.

OK, then let's go.

Monkey is just anxious when doing things. To put it bluntly, he has no brains. Anyway, he always rushes to be the first one, but this is also his simplest and most lovely place.

In this way, the group of three took advantage of the evening night and came to the foot of Longtou Mountain in the dark.

At this time, the foot of the mountain was quite quiet. In the night, you could see the shadowy trees on Longtou Mountain, standing quietly on the mountain like a guard.

After climbing over a few small hills, Lao Jintou's home was vaguely visible about a hundred meters ahead of us.

An old kerosene lamp flashed with yellow light, quietly sprinkled in the small room, creating a quiet and peaceful night when everything was silent.

Okay, let's hide in this forest first. When it's so dark that we can't see our hands, we will slowly walk to Lao Jintou's house in the dark and observe the situation in his room. How is it? Tianhong asked us in a mosquito-like voice.

Okay, let's be here first. I looked at the surrounding terrain, which was indeed helpful for hiding my body, so I nodded in agreement without any hesitation.

As for monkey, he is a vassal character. He will agree with whatever we say, so he naturally nodded and praised it.

In this way, we lurked quietly in the night for more than twenty minutes.

But for just a short period of time, I was so happy to be bitten by mosquitoes.

Especially when my legs are bitten, I have small bags everywhere, but I don’t dare to make a fuss. The night in the countryside is too quiet, so quiet that any small noise will be infinitely amplified.

Anyone who has been to the countryside of HN knows how vicious mosquitoes are in summer, but at this moment, they can only eat yellow lotus in a mute way, and they can’t tell if they have any pain.

Tianhong, I was almost bitten to death by mosquitoes, how long will it take to wait? The monkey began to feel a little anxious.

Don't make noise. Be careful if you are heard by the old golden head, then you will be rewarded and I will be bitten too. Do you think you are the only one who is bitten by a mosquito? Tianhong yells back at the monkey with anger.

It was all your bad idea. I was bitten and itchy all over my body. As a young man, I also started to complain.

Shu,,, don’t make noise, look, the old golden head’s house seems to be a little brighter than before. Tianhong changed the subject at this time.

I looked at Lao Jintou's small house and found that it was indeed much brighter. I couldn't help but say in confusion, "Is it that he lit a fire in the house?"

It looks a bit like this. In this summer, why did he light the fire? Tianhong said to himself.

I wonder what I do there, just go over and take a look.

After saying that, the monkey touched the small room. I wanted to stop him, but it was too late. I saw that it was completely dark, so I pulled Tianhong and followed the monkey's footsteps to touch Lao Jintou's house.

The place where I hid was not far from Lao Jin's small house, only about a hundred meters. Although it was dark, with the advantage of familiar terrain, it took me less than two minutes to reach the southeast of the house.

When Tianhong and I slowly walked to the side of the small house, the monkey was already lying on the windowsill and looking inside.

Have you seen anything? I asked him with a very subtle voice attached to the monkey's ear.

Lao Jintou put a brazier in the house, lit two white candles, and many strange things, such as magical tools, which I couldn't understand at all. The monkey responded to me in a low voice.

What? Magical weapon, are you sure? Tianhong asked the monkey half-believingly.

Yes, if you don’t believe it, you can take a look. As the monkey moved gently, freeing up a place for Tianhong to poke his head into the window to watch.

Since Tianhong was only 8 years old at that time, and his family was poor since childhood and somewhat malnourished, his figure was relatively short among his peers. At this time, only by working hard to get to the window can he barely reach the position of the window.

After struggling for a while, Tianhong finally saw the situation in the small room. However, after just a glance, Tianhong shrank back in panic, and then his heart beat faster outside the night room. Without saying a word, his hands tightly held my left hand, obviously extremely nervous.

Tianhong, what's wrong with you? What do you see? Why are you so nervous? I asked Tianhong in a mosquito-like voice.

After a while, he might have calmed down. Tianhong whispered, "You can tell by looking at it yourself, but I warn you not to make a sound, otherwise we will most likely follow the footsteps of Heimao.

I didn't pay much attention to the meaning of Tianhong's last sentence, because the tense atmosphere had already made my whole body tremble a little. At this time, the night was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers, but the moon had not appeared for a long time. Tonight seemed to be destined to be an ordinary night.

My figure is a little taller than Tianhong, so I can easily reach the window and then look inside impatiently.

The layout of Lao Jin's small house is very simple. In today's terms, it is a bedroom and living room. At this time, Lao Jin was standing in front of the divine case in the hall, facing the window, as if worshiping the gods of his ancestors.

On the divine case, there was a brazier with some yellow paper burning inside. As a rural person, it was easy to recognize it. It was paper money. In layman's terms, it was - ghost money!

Hey, it’s a bit strange. Why is the old golden head dressed strangely today?

I usually wear coarse linen clothes when I see him, but today I actually wear a black robe with the cuffs of the robe sewn with gold thread, and the whole robe looks very good in both the workmanship and the materials.
Chapter completed!