Chapter 236: 236 Worship Gramp Hai

"Who are you?" I asked in a whisper.

"Hee hee, you aren't ordinary people, you are not scared to see me." The man said with a grin: "My name is Wen Bao, I am the one of the village, but you can see that I'm dead."

As speaking, Wen Bao suddenly burst into tears: "They pushed me into the well. I have been swimming for a long time."

"Hee hee, my ability in swimming is the best in the village. "He was still in tears but laughed again.

Sometimes he cried but sometimes laughed. It seemed that he was simply not in his right mind. I could see that he was a clinging ghost and stayed because of obsession. What kind of obsession was it? I faintly felt that maybe I could know the strange truth of the small fishing village from Wen Bao. So, I asked:

"Wen Bao, why did they push you into the well?"

Wen Bao cried again: "They said I didn't worship gramp Hai, saying that I couldn't go back to gramp Hai 's arms and pushed me into the well."

Gramp Hai? I was a bit puzzled, I believe that this so-called gramp Hai would definitely not be a good guy, because someone would be pushed into the well if didn’t worship him, what good guy could he be.

I was about to ask, Wen Bao continued: “Look, they are worshiping gramp Hai again, I just don’t worship.”

Wen Bao's words reminded me of the villagers on the wharf. Was it the way to worship gramp Hai ? However, it seemed that now they did not have their own consciousness. Was it because of the lack of consciousness that pushing Wen Bao into the well?

"Wen Bao, have you seen gramp Hai?"

"I have seen, he was a big one, if we sell it, we can certainly make a lot of money, so that Wen Da and Wen Er can go to school. I promised them to let them go to school. "Wen Bao almost slobbered, I thought that perhaps sending Wen Da and Wen Erto study was his obsession. But he said gramp Hai was a big one, what did it mean?

Wen Bao's spirit seemed to be abnormal. After he mentioned ‘go to school’,he became silent and constantly said that catching gramp Hai to sell for money.

I said a few times, Wen Bao did not seem to hear, he had immersing in his own world, sometimes he cried and sometimes laughed, until the first cock crowing came from the village, Wen Bao kept talking about it slowly and then disappeared.

The lights outside the wharf were extinguished at the same time. Footsteps were heard from each household in darkness. It seemed that the so-called ceremony of worshiping gramp Hai was over.

I sat up hurriedly, just saw Huang Xiaolong lying on the bed with glazed eyes, stiffly covering the quilt on himself. He just opened eyes and kept his body unmoved, I pushed him but he did not respond.

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When I was ready to take out the paper to see whether it was useful or not, the second crow ringed, then Huang Xiaolong closed his eyes. The moment he closed his eyes, a heavy snort ringed out.

In this case,I did not know whether I should take out the paper, when I was hesitating, a virtual shadow was sitting up from Huang Xiaolong’s body.

Suddenly I was shocked and nearly throwing the paper which was in my hand. Fortunately, I saw in time that the person who sat up was Huang Xiaolong. The virtual shadow Huang Xiaolong stretched and said, “At first, I expected something could be discovered, finally dancing inexplicably for a night, I was totally sick of it."

I strangely looked at Huang Xiaolong and completely did not know exactly what was going on. Maybe he saw what I was looked like. Huang Xiaolong couldn't help laughing: “Look at you stupid face,I just simply pull my soul out of my body, by the way, although I didn’t know exactly who was fucking, his power was really strong, my body was controlled, if I did not have pulled my soul out of my body, I couldn’t control myself at all. So never believe me except you see my soul. In addition, tell everything to brother Jian as soon as possible. Well, I wasn’t able to hold on for a long time, I have to go first.”

I was preparing to tell Huang Xiaolong something about Wen Bao, but when he finished, he lay down, got into his body. I had no choice but to tell Wu Jian about it first.

Although the cock crowed, it was still early, I could only lie in bed, I didn't know when I fell asleep.

It was near noon that I woke up, Huang Xiaolong was not in the house. I took out my cell phone and had a look. After Wu Jian received my information, he replied me that they needed to prepare something and would arrive tomorrow morning, he also told us must be careful.

I just walked out after deleting the message from my cell phone, Huang Xiaolong and Jiang Ada burnt the charcoal fire while chatting. When seeing me come out, Huang Xiaolong excitedly greeted me: “We will have a good meal, we have grilled seafood for lunch. It is great, right?”

I nodded and thanked Jiang Ada, then I walked over and helped. I had been attentively keeping an eye on Huang Xiaolong, but in a few hours after dinner, I didn’t find anything different from what he used to be. It seemed he was still him and what happened last night was like a dream.

However, I did not dare to relax and no longer communicated with Huang Xiaolong about the purpose of our visit. But it was not entirely unproductive. At least I knew who Wen Da and Wen Er were. Actually, I saw them last night, but I did not know them.

Just as we took pictures everywhere in the afternoon, Wen Da , Wen Er and a group of children were very curious to come and have a look .

Wen Da was a teenager girl and Wen Er was an 8-year-old boy. I asked the children about their family situation while sharing sweets with them. Of course, it was just normal communication, but I also got a lot of information about Wen Bao.

Wen Bao has been dead for four years, the cause of death claimed to the outside world was he disappeared in his sail, at least the children thought so, and I could see that Wen Bao was very good to the two children, it had been for four years, they were still sad to mention it.

It was a heartache for me to see the two kids who stopped crying under my comfort. Perhaps when Wen Po came back tonight, I could help him release his obsession and reincarnation. Of course, I also needed to get more information about gramp Hai from him.

The fishing village rested very early during the prohibition of fishing. I guess it was only about 9 o’clock when I lay in bed with Huang Xiaolong, Huang Xiaolong quickly fell asleep. I finally found that Huang Xiaolong had something difference, he could only drink very little tonight and didn't chat with me before bedtime.

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