Let me see which unlucky person is here to tell fortunes today

Ji Chu was deeply touched by Sun Xiang’s incident. When the police who rushed to the scene took away his mobile phone, she paused the live broadcast.

At the same time, Chai Fei, who was sitting on the minibus watching the live broadcast, was filled with emotion. Just as he was about to speak up for Sun Xiang online, he heard the ticket seller shouting, "We're at Yangtou Village. Someone just said they wanted to get off. Are they going to get off?"

Chai Fei quickly raised his arms, pulled his luggage and squeezed through the crowd: "Big sister, get off, get off, I'll get off!"

The ticket seller rolled her eyes and said, "You little lad, you knew you were going to get off so you didn't squeeze forward earlier!"

While apologizing to the elder sister, Chai Fei shouted to the uncles and aunts around him to make way. When he finally got off the car, a layer of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

"call!"

"Not easy!"

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Chai Fei looked around. After not being home for three years, his hometown had changed a lot. The muddy road that used to be so hard to pull out your rubber shoes when it rained was now paved with smooth cement.

"Brother Fei, are you back?"

Suddenly, a surprised voice came from behind. Chai Fei turned around and saw his childhood friend Chen Jun, riding a motorcycle slowly towards him.

"Hey, this is Bu Er Gou!"

Chen Jun stopped the car and hit him with his hand: "I'm an adult, and you're still calling me a fool. I don't care about my dignity!"

Chai Fei laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, I can call you Brother Jun, okay?"

Chen Jun sneered: "Okay, stop teasing me, get in the car, I'll take you back to the village!"

"Okay!" Chai Fei didn't hesitate. He picked up his luggage and sat astride Chen Jun's motorcycle.

The winding cement road was like a giant snake coiled on the mountain. The small motorcycle carried the two people and galloped through the mountains. Looking at the road that was completely different from the way they entered and left the village before, Chai Fei asked curiously: "Brother Jun, aren't we going back to the village? Where are you going?"

Chen Jun explained, "Brother Fei, you didn't know that you've been away from the village for three years. Recently, the government has been building a new countryside and repaired all the roads in the surrounding area. Now that life is better, we no longer use the old roads when entering and leaving the village. The stop sign just now is an old sign that is about to be scrapped. If you hadn't run into me, you don't know how far you would have to walk to get back."

Chai Fei nodded: "So that's how it is. If I had known this, I wouldn't have come back without telling my family."

Soon, the motorcycle left the main road and came to a wide bridge. Chai Fei widened his eyes in shock: "Is this also built by the government?"

Chen Jun's eyes flashed with something strange: "No, they are only responsible for the main road. This bridge was built by the villagers themselves for convenience."

Chai Fei did not notice Chen Jun's abnormality. He pointed at the stone lions on the bridge, patted Chen Jun on the shoulder and said excitedly: "This bridge is really magnificent. When did our village become so generous!"

Chen Jun laughed and said, "Okay, what's so good about the bridge? Wait until you get to the village and you'll see how much it has changed!"

"Okay, then I'll wait and see!"

As the words fell, the motorcycle was about to leave the bridge. Chai Fei didn't know if it was an illusion, but he actually saw a hand holding the outer edge of the bridge pier from the outside. When he looked carefully, the hand disappeared again.

"Brother Jun, I think I saw something just now!"

Chen Jun immediately retorted: "You must be too tired from the car ride, your eyes must be blurry, why can't I see anything!"

Chai Fei scratched his head: "Really?"

Chen Jun: "Okay, we're almost home, you should think about how to explain to your parents why you haven't been home for three years!"

With Chen Jun's distraction, Chai Fei quickly put the strangeness he saw behind him.

About 5 minutes later, a relatively large village appeared in Chai Fei's sight. He was stunned when he saw the words "Yangtou Village" written in bright paint on the archway at the entrance of the village, as well as various small pavilions and lotus ponds.

But just as he was about to tell Chen Jun about his shock, the sound of firecrackers accompanied by funeral music reached their ears.

Chai Fei asked in confusion: "Brother Jun, who died in the village?"

Chen Jun sighed: "Hey, the old man of the Zhou family."

He knew almost everyone in the village. Chai Fei couldn't help feeling sad when he heard that the old man who used to give him candy had passed away.

After the funeral procession left, Chen Jun rode his motorcycle with Chai Fei to continue to rush to the village: "Don't be sad, the old man is 81 this year, it can be considered a happy funeral."

With Chen Jun's comfort, Chai Fei nodded slightly.

But before the two of them rode far, there was another burst of firecrackers and funeral music. Looking at the white hats gathering not far away, Chai Fei frowned in confusion.

"Who is this again?"

Chen Jun said with a straight face: "Mrs. Jiang."

The successive deaths of two elderly people in the village completely cooled Chai Fei's excitement about returning to the village.

Seeing Chai Fei like this, Chen Jun simply said directly: "In addition to Mrs. Jiang and Mr. Zhou, several other elderly people in the village have passed away. The village chief asked doctors to come back and see them. They all said that they died of old age, not accidents. Don't be afraid."

Chai Fei nodded but said nothing more.

A few minutes later, Chen Jun sent Chai Fei home. After exchanging pleasantries, Chen Jun turned his motorcycle around and prepared to go home. But before going home, he hesitated for a while, and finally said, "Brother Fei, don't go out at night while you're at home."

Just as Chai Fei was about to ask why, he heard his mother Jin Xiaoyan's scream from behind.

"Xiao Fei, my father, Xiao Fei is back!"

The loud voice unique to rural women called out her father Chai Gengsheng, who was repairing the TV in the room.

The two men thanked Chen Jun profusely before welcoming Chai Fei into their home. However, before Chai Fei could sit down and have a sip of water, a burst of firecrackers and heart-wrenching cries were heard from next door.

Chai Gengsheng frowned, walked to the door, silently closed the doors and windows, and then put on a smile again.

"Mom and Dad, what happened in our village? When Jun Ge sent me back, we met seven funeral processions on the road. Almost every family in the first half of the village was covered in white hair. Looking at the situation next door to ours, is Grandpa Ma San also gone?"

After hearing their son's question, the smiles that the couple had put on collapsed immediately.

"Xiao Fei, you shouldn't come back now. Our village... has been uneasy recently. You should stay at home for two days, have a feast and then go back to the city!" Jin Xiaoyan said with a sad face.

Chai Fei suddenly thought of the hand he saw by the bridge on the way back to the village, and his heart began to feel uneasy.

An old man passed away next door, and as a close neighbor, it was natural for them to come and help. Jin Xiaoyan told Chai Fei not to run around, and went next door with Chai Gengsheng.

Chai Fei opened his mobile phone and saw that the live broadcast of Panguanbi was still paused, so he fell asleep.

He slept very uneasily that day, and in his dream he still dreamed of that bridge and those hands.

He stood at the edge of the bridge, looking over there uncontrollably, and saw a head gradually popping out from beside him. Fortunately, at this moment, a burst of firecrackers woke him up.

When Chai Fei woke up, he was breathing heavily and felt his whole body was soaked with cold sweat.