Chapter 307 Little Tiger is very promising
Guo Xiaohu's home is no different from the houses of other villagers. It is both old and dilapidated houses, and it is also a wall with a mound of soil. The weather is dry and the walls are exposed with solidified straws.
Even such a wall is a bit dilapidated and rotten now.
Fengmen Village is in the mountains. Many people use rocks and not many earthen walls. If they use earthen walls, it means that there are not many laborers at home, or there are not many young and strong laborers. If there is no way, they can only use this simple earthen wall instead of sc day pt type=”text/javasc day pt”/sc day pt.
There was only one iron ring left on the wooden door. Gu Feng walked forward and knocked it lightly.
"Who!"
There was a response in the yard soon. There were people here, but the voice sounded young and was still a female voice. It should not be Su Juan that Wang Yang was looking for.
"We are Xiaohu's friends, he asked us to come!"
Wang Yang shouted at the door. There are no living people in the village now, and the whole thing is just a single person. The most are the remnants of souls. These remnants of souls live in the past and do not know that they are dead. Their consciousness is still retained before death and can be treated like a living person.
The Fengmen Village incident occurred in the early 1980s. A powerful force turned the entire Fengmen Village from a village where humans and ghosts lived overnight to a pure *. What a terrifying force.
These remnants of souls were basically dead at the same time back then. I still don’t know if they died. The remnants of souls are still repeating their lives day after day. This is the most terrifying existence.
It is not easy to generate the residual soul, but it is even more difficult to survive until now. You must know that more than 30 years have passed since the incident that year. What kind of power is it? These residual souls have not known that they have died for more than 30 years, and they have not been able to enter the underworld to arrange for reincarnation.
"Are you brother's friends?"
The door opened, and the one who opened it was a little girl who looked like she was fourteen or fifteen years old. She was wearing a braid and wearing a red jacket. Unfortunately, the red turned dark red, and the cuffs were even rotten one by one.
However, her face was very clean and her eyes were very bright. She was looking at Gu Feng and Wang Yang curiously.
"Yes, we are all Xiaohu's friends. Can we let us come in and talk?"
Looking at the little girl, Wang Yang sighed again. The little girl is also a remnant soul. Her tone should be Guo Xiaohu's sister. If you look at it from this, Guo Xiaohu's family had already died back then, at least his sister was dead.
"Come in, come in, dad, brother's friend is here!"
The little girl opened the door and walked happily inside. After a while, the little girl walked out of the main room with a man in a coat. The man looked very old and had a bent back.
He was holding a dry tobacco pipe in his hand. He started coughing as soon as he came out.
"Uncle, you'll slap me!"
Wang Yang hurried forward and took out a soft Chinese. The man looked like he was in his sixties. The little girl had already helped him sit down on a chair in the yard.
"No, I can't use smoking your cigarettes, I'll still smoke this!"
The man waved his hand and gently tapped his pipe before looking at Wang Yang. His eyes were full of expectations and he slowly said, "You are Xiaohu's friends. Xiaohu is so good now. He used to write letters every year. But now he only sends money and doesn't write letters anymore. How is he doing now?"
He is Xiaohu's father. He was so tired when he was young that he was so young that he was still in his remnant soul now. But the year he died was less than fifty and looked like he was in his sixties. This was also a kind of tragedy for farmers.
Many farmers are very similar to Xiaohu's father.
Guo Xiaohu only has one aunt, and the burden on his aunt's family is heavy. Guo Xiaohu had grandparents and several brothers and sisters at the time. His mother was in poor health. He left after giving birth to his eighth child. A whole family, with old and young people above, all of them pressed on Guo Xiaohu's father alone. ScN pt type=”text/javascN pt”/scN pt.
If it weren't for this situation, how could he let Guo Xiaohu go with a fortune-telling blind man? He really couldn't support so many children.
"Xiaohu is very good. He is very promising now. He studies very quickly and makes a lot of money. He doesn't write letters because he is too busy. This time he asked me to bring a lot of money!"
Wang Yang hurriedly said, he had the money, but it was not something that Guo Xiaohu's father could use. In essence, Guo Xiaohu's family was already ghosts, and money in the world could no longer be used.
All they can give are money from the underworld and money from the underworld.
Ao Wenwu was not prepared for these things, but Gu Feng had some of them. This was the arrangement that he had made before. He said that they would be better prepared for some paper money when they arrived. It would be useless to hold them. There was no harm in holding them if they were useful. On the way, Wang Yang asked Gu Feng to buy some.
Now these are really useful.
Gu Feng quickly took out the paper money. As soon as he took it out, a burst of white smoke suddenly appeared in his hand. Guo Xiaohu's family couldn't see the paper money before, but after burning it, they could see all the money clearly.
"So much money, Xiaohu seems to be really promising!"
Seeing the money handed over by Gu Feng, Guo Xiaohu's father suddenly stood up and shouted in surprise. The little girl beside him was full of joy.
"Dad, with the money my brother brings, your illness can be cured well, and the second brother can also take over his wife!"
Gu Feng took out a lot of paper money. They had no idea about paper money and didn't know how much it was, so they took it out casually, but in the eyes of ghosts, this was already a considerable amount of wealth.
"This, is this really what Xiaohu asked you to bring?"
Guo Xiaohu's father was still wiser. He had already taken the money and asked again. Wang Yang nodded affirmatively, saying that this was what Xiaohu asked them to bring, otherwise why did he run so far up the mountain? In addition to helping Xiaohu come to see his family, he would give the money.
"Okay, okay, thank you, thank you!"
After receiving Wang Yang's affirmation, Guo Xiaohu's father was also a little excited and his eyes were red. Although his son did not write a letter, he was at least worried about them and knew that someone would send them money back.
"Uncle, besides us, have anyone else come to find Xiaohu, or Xiaohu's friends?"
Wang Yang suddenly asked, he had observed it just now and found no trace of Su Juan. He was very confused. According to what the children said before, Su Juan and the others should have reached at least an hour earlier than him.
"No, you are the first one in the past few years. Everyone in the village knows that Xiaohu is not here, so why would he look for him?"
Guo Xiaohu's father raised his head in confusion. He had already collected the money and was sure that it was brought by his son, which was equivalent to their money.
He did this but was not worried about Wang Yang. Wang Yang brought the money to them. What was wrong with him? It was just a habit.
"who?"
Chapter completed!