Chapter 46

"Okay, you come with me."

Xiaomai handed him a handkerchief.

He wiped the water off his hands with the handkerchief, folded the handkerchief and put it in his pocket.

Xiaomai walked to the door and glanced at him.

He smiled at Xiaomai: "I will return the handkerchief to you after I wash it, how about that?"

"Actually, I can give it to you."

Xiaomai said.

"So you dislike me, well, then I won't return it to you, it's mine from now on."

Green sighed and said.

Xiaomai smiled.

"It's not because of dislike."

He explained this sentence and nothing else.

Green nodded, and it was not known whether he saw it or not.

The villagers took them to see the body that suddenly died tonight.

This is a small room. There is a small candle on the table. The candle looks yellow, as if it is made of low-quality animal oil.

But this place is very poor, so it is probably not animal fat, because animal fat is very expensive. Ordinary people may not have it, let alone such a poor family.

The body is lying on the bed. There are bricks under the bed. There is a semicircular space in the middle of the bricks. It is probably used for burning fire, so that it will be warmer when lying on the bed at night.

But if you burn fire now, the body may speed up, stink, and rot.

There is a layer of black dry straw on the bed. It looks very dirty. It has been used for a long time and has not been replaced. There is a pillow under the body. The pillow is made of cloth and the filling inside is very flat.

The pillow was pressed by the corpse's head and looked uneven, as if there were a bunch of bugs inside, squirming and waiting to crawl out.

The body was covered with a very thin piece of cloth, probably used as a blanket, but now it was difficult to even cover the outline of the body.

I'm afraid that when the person was still alive, the warmth it should have provided was only a little bit better than nothing.

The corpse's hair was very short and a little gray, and its face was full of wrinkles. It looked like a bunch of bugs were lying inside, and flies and mosquitoes were flying around, making it noisy and noisy.

The black parts of the bugs blended perfectly with the surrounding darkness, and when they flew, they were noticed, just like flowing darkness.

The parts of their bodies other than the dark parts look like poisonous particles when they fly around in the dark.

Flies have some fluorescent green on their bodies, while mosquitoes have black and white. If you have poor eyesight, you can even see them as broken fluorescent sticks that fly away by themselves.

The corpse exudes a foul odor, and there is no decay on the corpse, so the source of the odor is the surface of the body that is not often cleaned.

The dirt on the surface of the body attracts insects and also attracts insects to lay eggs.

All these things make the room linger with a dead silence.

People can't help but quiet down after entering, as if it is a scheduled mourning party.

After a brief silence, people came over with a somewhat dark stretcher, which was made of two very long sticks and an ordinary piece of cloth.

It was very crude, but judging by the color, it was very useful.

Many people had used it many times.

Both the living and the dead had used it.

It was very inappropriate to laugh at this time, but if you stand here and realize this, everything seems like a ridiculous joke, exuding black humor.

Xiao Mai stepped forward and lifted one corner of the stretcher.

The villagers lifted the other parts.

Green followed behind them, and they did not let Green intervene, but they did not drive him away either. It was like a quiet funeral that did not drive away any guests who wanted to attend.

Everyone breathed cautiously, as if they were worried about disturbing the beast in the dark.

The corpse was carried on a stretcher. People carefully stepped over the threshold and walked out of the narrow door.

After walking out, if you look at the room again, you will find that the space is smaller than before, and the door is the same.

People lined up in a long line, with two rows in total. At the front were two people holding candles to illuminate the way. In the middle were people carrying the stretcher and the corpse between them. The corpse was motionless.

Under the warm candlelight, the face of the corpse became more blue and purple, as if it had been dead for a long time, emitting a fishy smell of rust, and as if a layer of moss had grown on the surface of the body.

If someone accidentally glanced at it, they would slip because they were not paying attention to the road surface. If they were a little scared, they might think that this was a punishment from the soul of the corpse.

People became even quieter.

The last group of people in the procession were some villagers who came to the funeral. Some of them were relatives and friends of the corpse, who lowered their heads and shed tears silently, but did not make any sobbing sounds. Some

were curious children, who remained quiet, which was unusual here, perhaps because they had seen the corpse more than once and knew what to do now.

Another group was villagers with faces full of fear. There were both men and women in this group, but they had one thing in common, that is, they lowered their heads, bent their waists, lowered their eyes, and clenched their fists and clothes tightly.

It was as if they were worried that they would be knocked down and eaten by a ghost while walking on the road.

Green was mixed in among them, like a silent soul.

No one asked him, no one looked at him, as if he did not exist here at all.

But when people gathered together and walked on the narrow path, they would leave a place for him, as if there should have been someone here.

Today this place is Green, it was someone else before, and after Green left it will be someone else.

It seems that every time a person died in this village and a body was moved away, this process would go on, and it has never changed.

If this was really a funeral, the atmosphere of the funeral was extremely solemn, and Green was a strange visitor who broke in unexpectedly.

The road was gradually fogged.

His eyes blurred for a moment, and then there were fewer people on the road.

He took a step forward, and the crowd stopped.

It was the place where the bodies were placed.

The stretcher flipped over, and the body rolled to the ground, and then rolled deeper, covered with mud, with disheveled hair and a blurry face, stained with the darkness of the night.

The motionless body now looked a bit like a zombie that was about to wake up.

The atmosphere of terror deepened.

People began to do something silently.

When the work was done, the crowd dispersed.

A man dragged the stretcher away, and the fog became thicker. Green found Xiaomai, who seemed unconscious, in the fog.

Xiaomai stood there motionless, as if his soul had been taken away from his body by the elves in an instant and had not yet returned.

Green touched him lightly, and he shuddered and came back to his senses immediately, but his eyes were blurry, and it seemed that he did not fully recognize who was in front of him.

"Should we go home?"

Xiao Mai looked directly at Green and asked.

Although he was looking at the person when he asked this, the person he was asking did not seem to be Green in front of him.

"It's too late, we should go home."

Green answered softly.

Xiao Mai nodded, turned around, and walked back along the path, step by step, like an agile cat. He jumped from the eaves to the ground in an instant without any sound.

Even if Green was right behind him, he would almost get lost, and he could not hear his footsteps or breathing.

Green had to speed up his pace and try to hold him.

He paused, turned around and asked, "Do you know which way to go back?"

"I don't know, I don't know the road."

Green shook his head and replied.

Xiao Mai nodded: "Then we have to go back. I don't know the road. We may have taken the wrong path. We will get lost in the fog, especially now that it is night. We should rest in the forest."

He turned around and was about to go back to the place where the body was buried.

Green was startled by him and pulled his sleeve, but he suddenly got angry and greeted Green's face with a pale face and clenched fists.

Green's eyes immediately noticed his abnormality and dodged his fist, but he still wanted to move his legs.

They simply started fighting on a country road, with no one else around. While they were fighting, Green suddenly heard the cry of a wild cat in the darkness in the distance, sharp and miserable.

The sound came out suddenly, as if a baby who was abandoned in the mountains and died was crying.

Green held Xiaomai's arm, and even through his clothes he could feel countless goose bumps on Xiaomai's skin.

Xiaomai's behavior was therefore paused, and Green seized the opportunity to push him to the ground, press on him, lower his body and ask in his ear: "Are you awake now?"

Xiaomai did not answer, but struggled for a while, and his behavior was undoubtedly an answer, no.

Green was not polite to him and punched him.

He was knocked into the dirt, his chin was covered with mud, and he was motionless for a while.

Green asked him again: "Are you awake now?"

Xiaomai did not answer, nor did he move.

Green lifted Xiaomai's head to check, and Xiaomai hit him with his forehead with a bang.

Green reacted quickly and pushed him back to the ground again.

There was another bang, and Xiaomai fell into the ground like a stone.

Green was so angry that he laughed.

"It turns out that he is still not awake."

Green said to himself.

Xiaomai suddenly choked, and Green relaxed the strength in his hands a little. Xiaomai turned his head to the side and vomited out all his dinner.

He seemed to have lost a lot of strength, and he was confused and couldn't even open his eyes.

Green hesitated, moved him aside, held his collar, and asked him again: "Are you awake?"

Xiaomai opened his mouth, but no words came out. His voice seemed to be affected by what happened just now.

Green loosened his hand to let him relax.

He said, "I'm sorry, I hit you just now. I'm fine now. Let me stand up."

He said in a hoarse voice.

Seeing that he seemed to have apologized and repented, Green let him go.