MTL - Mystery Hunter-Chapter 274 yellow paper

"Everything you wish for has been fulfilled." Jiang He looked at the old Weitou who was sitting on the ground and said, "Eating human flesh, I also know what happened in the past. Now, tell me, what happened five nights ago? Since I know that you eat human flesh, so I naturally know a lot of things, your waist is fake, you throw yellow paper with a kerosene lamp every night, what are you afraid of? What happened five days ago?"

Old Wei grinned and said to the two: "That little girl is very cute. I actually see that little girl often in the woods. I actually knew for a long time that the corpse was not made by a ghoul. It's just that I still I have been deceiving myself all the time, and now, this dream has finally woken up."

"That day…"

No one ever passed by near the crematorium. Every night, Old Wei Tou is the king here. A whole street, with no surveillance or street lights, is like a lost land that has been forgotten. Old Weitou has had insomnia for a long time. He can't sleep at all. He tried so hard to fall asleep, but he couldn't.

Every night, Old Weitou felt very lonely. Old Wei Tou has never been married and has no children in his life. He's always been alone, and since his father died when he was a teenager, he's been alone. A man spends his youth, middle age, and finally old age.

Old Weitou is in his sixties this year, and he knows he won't live much longer. In the final analysis, at this age, everything looks very light, but Old Wei Tou can't do it. Many times, he thinks it's better to burn charcoal and commit suicide. What's the point of living like this?

The only people who accompany Old Wei Tou every night are the corpses.

Until a few weeks ago, he met a little girl.

Old Wei Tou came from that era, and he had serious superstitious thoughts. Every night when he couldn't sleep, he left the little porter and threw yellow paper everywhere. In Lao Weitou's own words, the corpses placed here are all unclaimed, unknowable corpses, and no one is enshrining them.

The ghosts that no one worships will become lonely and wild ghosts, and there will never be a way to reincarnate. In order to make these wild ghosts reincarnated, Lao Weitou will come out every day to save these dead souls. Because Old Weitou knew that when he died, no one would worship him, and sooner or later he would become a lonely ghost.

When the yellow paper was thrown that day, he saw a little girl.

The little girl was wearing a down jacket, wrapped up bulging, her face was flushed, and she looked very cute. The red face is like a small apple, which makes people want to take a bite when they see it. The old Weitou looked at the little girl, and the little girl also looked at the old Weitou.

Old Wei Tou's hand that threw yellow paper stopped.

"What are you doing here." It was the little girl who broke the embarrassment first.

Outside the dark crematorium, cold weather, a spooky little girl. Anyone who saw this scene felt terrifying and infiltrating, but Old Wei Tou didn't feel scared. If this little girl is a ghost, what is there to be afraid of with such a cute little ghost?

Old Wei Tou said slowly, "I'm throwing yellow paper here, what are you doing here."

The little girl said, "My dad asked me to look out for him here. He said that if someone came over, let me call him. I'm going now."

The old Wei head stopped the little girl and said to her: "Grandpa is not an outsider. You don't need to tell your father. Can you tell me, what is your father doing inside? Do you know what is inside?"

The little girl nodded her head and said to the old Weitou: "I know what this is for, this is a place where there are many, many people who fell asleep like my mother. My mother~'s belly There is a big hole, and my father said that as long as I use the internal organs of other aunts, I can save my mother."

"What's wrong with your mother?" Old Weitou realized that something was wrong.

The little girl scratched her head: "There's a big hole in her stomach."

Old Weitou knew that a seven- or eight-year-old girl still had a lot of things she didn't understand, so he didn't ask more, just said to the little girl, "Don't tell Dad that I've been here before, this is a secret between me and you. ."

The little girl stretched out her little hand and said, "Then we have to pull Gogo."

Old Wei Tou looked at the little girl's little hand, stretched out his rough and dark big hand, and pulled his two little fingers together.

"The hook can't be changed for 100 years, it's a puppy to lie!" the little girl said happily.

Old Wei Tou also murmured: "The hook can't be changed for a hundred years, it's a puppy to lie."

The next day, Old Weitou came to the cold room of the funeral home. He opened the freezer and saw the body inside the freezer. He was surprised to find that a large hole appeared in the stomach of a female body. He looked inside the hole and saw that it was stuffed with sponges.

Old Weitou immediately thought of the ghoul, but then he thought of the little girl he saw last night. That little girl's father is a ghoul, so is that little girl a little ghoul? He wanted to call the police, but after thinking about it, he suppressed the thought again.

He was so lonely, alone in the concierge, with no radio, no TV, no one, no partner, just him, only him. He didn't want to live like this, if the little girl was really a ghoul, he'd rather die.

Old Weitou still wanted to see her, to see this little ghoul.

From then on, every night Old Wei Tou would go out to throw yellow paper at that time on time. Although Old Weitou knew that every time he met a little girl, there would be a corpse with its internal organs removed in the funeral home. He used to throw yellow paper on these people, but now, he knew that the bodies of these people were destroyed, but he was indifferent.

His original intentions have changed.

Every three to five, the little girl will appear. The little girl would tell old Weitou the stories she had in school, her good friend Xiaohui, the little boy Xiaopang who always bullied her, her father, and her mother.

After several meetings, Old Wei Tou finally understood what was going on. His father accidentally killed his mother, and in order to make his wife alive, he came to the crematorium to dig up the body. Old Weitou understands that this is a whimsical idea that cannot be realized at all, but Old Weitou also understands that some people's dreams cannot wake him up.

Those who dream still have illusory hope, but those who wake up have only despair.

It turned out that the little girl was not a little ghoul, but a cute little child who didn't know the sufferings of the world.

The little girl will give the old Weitou hard candy to eat, and the old Weitou will tell the little girl the story of his youth. The little girl's father would never know that when he was digging up the body in the crematorium, it was not only his daughter who was watching the wind outside, but also the doorman of the crematorium who accompanied his daughter.

Those days were the happiest days for Old Wei Tou. He finally had a friend of his own, even though this friend was more than fifty years younger than him.

The days went on like this. Old Wei turned one eye and closed one eye, and never told anyone about this.

That night five days ago, he came to the woods. He had an appointment with the little girl before, and tonight he will tell the little girl a story about a ghoul.

But after coming out that day, the little girl did not wait for the old head of Wei at the agreed place. This made Old Weitou a little flustered, this was his only friend. Old Weitou searched and searched in the woods, and finally, he heard an ethereal cry. He walked along the cry and saw a little girl in a red dress at night.

The little girl told old Weitou before that it was her favorite skirt.

"Why are you crying here?" Old Wei Tou looked at the little girl and said.

The little girl pointed to the ground: "My dad is here."

Old Wei looked down and saw that in the loess, the corner of his clothes was exposed. Old Weitou immediately realized that there was a dead person buried here. There was no one around. Old Weitou didn't know what happened, why the little girl's father was buried in the loess.

Old Weitou returned to the crematorium with a shovel and hurriedly dug the hole.

The little girl cried even louder: "My dad, this is my dad."

Old Wei sat on the ground with his head slumped, his head in a mess.

"This is your father?" Old Weitou asked.

The little girl nodded.

The old Weitou said again: "Why is your father here?"

The little girl shook her head.

Old Wei Tou moved the corpse out, he carried the corpse, the little girl took the travel bag, and walked all the way to the distance. Old Wei Tou pondered in his mind as he walked with the corpse on his back. The little girl's father died, and the little girl's mother died. In the future, how will the little girl live by herself?

Thinking of this, Old Weitou stopped.

"I'm going to bury your father." Old Weitou looked at the little girl and said softly, "When the time comes, I'll let you see your parents, okay?"

"You can't lie." The little girl said, "I want to pull the hook!"

Old Weitou stretched out his hand, hooked the girl's little finger with his little finger, and said, "The hook can't be changed for 100 years, it's a puppy to lie. Well, you go back first, I'll call you later, you Come out. Go to Grandpa's house."

The little girl nodded: "Can I see my parents in a while?"

Old Wei nodded.

That day, Old Wei dug a deep hole and pushed the body of the little girl's father into it.

He sat by the pit and cried for a long time, then returned to the house. In the house, the little girl is holding the internal organs in the travel bag.

"Stop playing." Old Wei waved his hand to the girl and said, "Come with me."

Old Wei Tou casually put the internal organs on the stove.

The little girl happily followed Old Weitou out.

The old Wei head hugged the little girl and strangled her neck tightly.

"Grandpa, I'm a little breathless." The little girl said to the old Wei head.

Old Wei Tou laughed and wept: "Your parents are dead. If you don't die, you will only suffer in the future. Just bear with it, and soon you will be able to see your parents."