The peach blossoms of the mountains are clustered into a pink mist, and the winding and irregular mountain road is full of stones and dry and rotting leaves.

Between the paths, Nameless, carrying an old schoolbag, walked unhurriedly to the top of the mountain, and when he reached the mountainside, the road was overgrown with weeds and thorny bushes approaching the narrow mountain road wantonly.

- "Rustling......

There was a hurried sound among the weeds and bushes, and suddenly, a stone was thrown out of the bushes and struck the insect-eating chickadees on the branches.

At the same time, a dog-like creature sprang out of the bushes and quickly grabbed the chickadee that had been knocked down by the stones.

The strange dog-like creature turned its head to look at Nameless, who had the face of a middle-aged man, grinning at Nameless, revealing a row of sharp, yellowed teeth.

After a moment's pause, the strange creature vanished into front of Nameless at an eerie speed.

At the same time, a gust of wind blew in the mountains.

Nameless watched the strange creatures go away, and said to himself: "There is actually a mountain army here, which is also rare......

After thinking about it, he turned his head to look at the gray-green schoolbag behind him.

"Do you want this mountain plow?"

The gray-green schoolbag seemed to have a life, and it squirmed strangely twice.

Nameless chuckled and said, "Yes, it's really noisy, what's more, you have eaten a lot, it's not bad for this ......"

The bag squirmed again, as if speaking something that only Nameless could understand.

"Me?" Nameless shook his head: "The Mountain Tylock Army is indeed rare, but it is useless, so don't do it." ”

In the depths, the ancient trees are towering, the roots are intertwined, the boulders are covered with moss, the ground is overgrown with weeds, and the air is full of the aroma of grass and trees.

Standing in the midst of ten thousand trees, his right hand clenched into a fist, his left palm covered his right fist, he shook towards the mountains, and after shaking his right fist up and down three times, Nameless said loudly:

"The king of the mountain god mansion here is nameless, and he has come to ask for something. ”

As soon as the words ended, the whole mountain seemed to come to life, and strange sounds were all around, just like a long-sleeping giant moving its joints slowly.

"What are you?"

The deep and lazy sound seems to come from every corner of the mountain, there is no source, but everywhere is the source.

"A nameless person, just a fortune teller who walks the world. ”

"You're not human?"

The nameless face did not change color, and there was no answer.

"I can't see who you really are! What the hell are you?"

The corner of Nameless's lips smiled, and he sighed lightly: "I don't hide it, I also want to know what I am." ”

After a pause, Nameless spoke calmly: "Fujun, the flood swept six years ago, but here is the husband?"

The wind passed, and the distant voice of the mountain god came: "It is true that Fuzhu has been here, but it is no longer there." ”

"I know, but what I want is not the husband, but the one thing it left to you. ”

"What are you going to do?"

"It's in pain right now, I'm going to save it, and besides, the little girl is coming. ”

Nameless smiled slightly: "Presumably, the prince of the mansion doesn't want Fu Zhu to fall into hell forever, right?"

There was a moment of silence, and then:

The leaves in front of Nameless swirled and danced, gathering and swirling more and more, until eventually the leaves were scattered to the ground, and a somewhat tattered paper bag appeared in mid-air.

The paper bag bulges slightly in the middle, and it looks like it's full of things.

Nameless reached out and took down the paper bag, and at the end, made a salute.

"Thank you, Mr. Fu, I will leave without a name. ”

It's dusk and the sun is setting.

Nameless pushed open the rusty iron door.

He went straight to Su Xiaoqian's room, at this time Su Xiaoqian's aunt had already returned, but she was helping Sister-in-law Zhang prepare dinner.

knocked on the door of Su Xiaoqian's room, and Nameless then took out a paper bag from his backpack.

The wooden door opened, and Su Xiaoqian frowned and stared at Nameless.

"If you have something to say, I'm busy!"

Nameless handed the paper bag to Su Xiaoqian: "This is your thing." ”

Su Xiaoqian lowered her eyes and glanced at the somewhat tattered paper bag in the nameless hand: "What kind of disgusting thing is this?"

"This is yours, you regarded it as a treasure when you were a child, what, are you scolding yourself for being disgusting?"

"You ......"

Su Xiaoqian glared at Nameless, she snatched the paper bag, and then entered the house and slammed the wooden door.

Nameless looked at the tightly closed door and thought it was a little ridiculous, no, it should be, very ridiculous.

Sigh and turn away.

In the house, Su Xiaoqian threw the paper bag on the table, then found a toilet paper pad and carefully opened the paper bag.

She stared at the paper bag with disgust, but it was even stranger when it was opened.

The paper bag contained a doll bought at a stall for a few dollars, and a notebook about a centimeter thick.

Su Xiaoqian wiped her hands and opened the notebook.

On the first page of the notebook was a yellowed hundred-dollar bill.

She tossed the banknote aside, and then what caught her eye was a few words crooked on the paper - "Su Xiaoqian's diary." ”

Her fingers were a little stiff, and Su Xiaoqian looked at the notebook in her hand incredulously, how could it be, why did that fortune teller have a diary from my childhood.

The thoughts in my brain were chaotic, and scenes flashed through my mind like a movie.

She suddenly remembered that Nameless had said last night that he would tell her everything as long as she stayed.

With mixed feelings, Su Xiaoqian opened the second page of the diary:

February 3rd, fine weather, Saturday

Today is my birthday, and my grandfather exchanged the medicine he dug up, and my grandfather bought me a very good-looking notebook, and hid a hundred yuan in the notebook.

I like Grandpa so much, but I can't use this money, I'm going to wait until the Chinese New Year to buy a new dress for Grandpa, and by then, Grandpa and I will have new clothes to wear!

It's a great day.

Su Xiaoqian looked at the yellowed banknotes on the side with disdain, and felt a little ridiculous, what is a hundred yuan enough for?

After thinking about it, I turned the second page again:

On February 4th, the weather was fine, Sunday

Today I went to the mountains with my grandfather to dig potatoes, I was so stupid that I dug up the potatoes......

At noon, my grandfather lit a fire to cook, and the smoke drifted everywhere, and I said to my grandfather: We seem to be in the sky, and grandpa smiled.

I wonder if Mom and Dad are also in heaven? Grandpa said that good people don't go to hell when they die, and Mom and Dad have been trying to earn money for me, and they are the best.

After scanning the third page, Su Xiaoqian turned the fourth page.

February 8th, Weather Rain, Thursday

It rained, I went home with Ping An, and Ping An's brother brought an umbrella, and his umbrella was blue, but I liked pink.

Ping'an's mother is our school's Chinese teacher, I really envy it......

And Ping An also likes small animals, he doesn't catch birds, he doesn't fight snakes, and he told me that when I grow up, I can also be a teacher to teach, and I can also be educated.

Su Xiaoqian frowned, she read this chapter several times, and there was peace in it.......

It can't be, I knew that madman when I was a kid?

Su Xiaoqian couldn't figure it out and turned the next page.