Chapter 228: 228 Drink

What happened? I felt speechless for a long time and thought this guy seemed less reliable than ever. Then I just said, “I don’t know that old man just now.”

It seemed that Huang Xiaolong still couldn’t react and he just looked at with his innocent eyes. I laughed again and said, “I don't think I've seen him in the village, either.”

But Huang Xiaolong continued to look at me with his eyes and Wu Jian couldn’t stand it anymore and said directly, “He suspects that it’s a ghost.”

Huang Xiaolong finally reacted, “What! Ghost? That’s impossible. I have seem that he had a shadow.”

Then Wu Jian and I looked at each other and stopped talking. As a professional who was erudite through paternal teaching and influence, he even told whether someone was a ghost just by seeing the shadow. Well, I couldn’t this was wrong, but it was always like throwing a shoe when you couldn't find a way, which would make people somewhat confused.

Maybe Huang Xiaolong also thought there was something wrong with his performance and then laughed bitterly, “So, are we still going to burial ground?”

I didn’t answer him. Although I didn't know who that old man was, I thought it seemed that he had no malice. Besides, we were clearly being watched by other, so it seemed a little inappropriate to go to the burial ground again.

Wu Jian also thought about it for a while and finally said, “Why don’t we go to ask the old lady?”

Then both I and Huang Xiaolong looked towards him. Indeed, Li Guihua seemed to have never appeared again since we didn't find that weird monster in the old well.

I nodded in agreement. Since now we were all uncertain, listening to Li Guihua’s idea might give us some inspiration. After all, she was the nine lifetimes of ghost.

Wu Jian quickly left to find Ni Min, while I and Huang Xiaolong began to chat. However, after leaving for a long time, Wu Jian still didn’t come back. It seemed that the thing of the burial ground should be very complicated.

We waited a little longer again, but he still didn’t come back, so we decided to make a phone call him. The phone was on, but nobody answered it. Then I and Huang Xiaolong began to be worried about him, because, after all, the village was too weird.

After taking a look at each other, we immediately returned home, only to see that Wu Jian and Ni Min stayed in the courtyard, chatting. I walked over and heard Li Guihua was talking. After greeting to Wu Jian with my eyes, I also sat down next to him.

After only listening for a while, I had already known Li Guihua's opinion on us going to burial ground. She would never let us go, but she told us the reasons. That was that what was buried in the burial ground was not only corpse.

Li Guihua didn’t explain more to us, but just like their mother, forbade us to enter the burial ground. In addition, it seemed that for the safety, she even let Ni Min pull Wu Jian back to the room.

I and Huang Xiaolong just looked at each other and thought that there was no possibility of going to the burial ground.

Anyway, we had said that we would leave early tomorrow, so I would also never care about the burial ground any more, mainly because I thought when everyone was against one thing and didn’t want to give you a reason, it only showed that this thing absolutely was beyond your imagination. Therefore, not knowing it was better than knowing it.

Originally, I intended to rest. However, those several villagers who had drunk highly with Huang Xiaolong knew that we were going to leave, so they ran to pull us to drink, but because aunt had just passed away, we chose to go to s a villager's house to drink.

After telling mom, I followed Huang Xiaolong to go out. As for Wu Jian, well, I dared not make Li Guihua angry.

After the gluttony, all the people felt a little dizzy. My capacity of drinking was not so good as that of Huang Xiaolong, so I soon felt very full. Then I stood up, greeted them and walked out of the door, originally trying to find a place to pee.

As soon as I got to the yard, I saw a villager was standing in the yard, looking at me. I shook my body and looked at him carefully through the light. This guy probably drank a lot and even his face turned white. Alas, I just thought drinking with Huang Xiaolong was like fighting by life.

However, there was people in the yard, so I couldn’t easily find a place to pee. At first, I decided to find a toilet. Then I saw a place where it should be a toilet to go in and had a look. F**k, it turned out to be a pigsty.

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I quickly got out of there and the villager opened his mouth, “What are you doing here?”

“I am looking for the toilet. Hey hey. I drink too much.”

The villager nodded his head and raised his hand to point to a place, and I quickly thanked him. Then I trotted over. When I had just reached the door of the toilet and was about to look for the light switch, I suddenly found that the villager was standing quietly behind me, which startled me.

The villager reached over my face and turned on the light on the wall. I smelled a smell of dirt, but I didn't care. He was the farmer who worked and ate in the soil, so it was normal to have such a smell of dirt.

As he was about to get in, I saw the villager standing behind me, and I spoke, “You first?”

The villager shook his head slowly and I was not polite again, because I really a little couldn't hold back and felt there all was water shaking inside the stomach. After I got in and finished peeing, the villager was still standing at the door.

I laughed, saying, “You must be in a hurry. Just come in.”

After having washed my hands and walked back, I looked back and saw the villager still standing at the bathroom door, looking at me. What a strange guy. I would never secretly see him pee.

When I backed in the hall, the banquet continued. To my surprise, the villager came back earlier than I did. Then, he sat next to Huang Xiaolong and began to have the finger-guessing game with him. However, the villager's face completely wasn’t white like before, instead, it turned red terribly, just like the monkey’s ass.

I was wondering when the villagers next to me suddenly pulled me and said, “Do you want to escape? We have drunk one bottle and you have to make it up.”

I sat down with a smile, and soon fell into the village's enthusiasm and drank one full bottle, and of course, what happened just now was completely forgotten by me.

Halfway, I went to the toilet twice and never found that villager again. I guessed that that was just because I always thought and doubted too much during this period of time and no longer cared about it. Besides, because the matter of burial ground made me a little depressed, I simply began to drink even more than before.

I didn’t know how long I had been drink, but this time, I really couldn’t hold back and ran out. I originally intended to go to the toilet, but I really couldn’t stand and even began to vomit in the yard. When I was feeling sick, a piece of tissue was handed over next to me. I didn’t look up and just took the tissue to wipe my mouth. After a slight tidying up, I looked up and thanked that man.

It was the villager who handed me the tissue, but his face seemed to be even whiter than before.

“Thanks. You're escaping from drinking, too?” As I was greeting to him, I was spitting out the residue of food in my mouth.

The villager said, “You can’t drink, just drink less. It is harmful to your body.”

Then I said with bitter smile, “I seldom come back, so it is also very hard to refuse. Especially Huang Xiaolong, who is a good example, all of them are watching us.”

The villager didn’t speaking, just standing there.

I originally intended to chat with the villager and escaped from drinking by the way, but the people inside the central room had begun to call me up again, so I had reluctantly to go back. Just now I didn’t control myself for one time, even and boasted that I could to hold on to the last. It was good that I wasn’t found. However, I had been found, so it would inappropriate not to go back.

“Go. Let’s go back together?” I said to the villager with a bad smile. If I would be made drunken by others, I would also never let others leave.

The villager just shook his head. While I was saying, I also was pulling his hand. However, at this moment, two men, who I didn’t know whether were my cousin or other people, walked out of the central room and directly pulled me inside.

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