Wang Xi's new home is in the town, and the house he lives in is no longer an adobe house, with red walls and black tiles, and the road is also quite cordial.

As soon as I entered the house, my aunt prepared a table of meals, my uncle was not at home because he worked all the year round, and my aunt also knew Wang Chong's intention, so she didn't ask much, just a simple chatter, and said that she had asked the Taoist priest in the county to let him not run around for two days.

Wang Chongda was very obedient when he was a child, so he nodded and agreed.

"Auntie, what's wrong with Li Jiazhai now" Wang Chong thought of the photo and asked during the banquet.

"What else can I do, didn't you go there often when you were young, it's long gone, and the weeds there can drown people"

"Don't go anywhere with Xizi, don't run around these two days, don't you hear?" the aunt instructed with some anxiety.

Xizi grinned and said, "Little brother, I'll take you to fishing, now that the farmland has been returned to the forest, fish fry have been released in many places, and the fish are very fat!"

"Where are you going, you stay at home with your little brother, then you are not allowed to go," the aunt reprimanded.

Wang Xi was silent, because he was afraid of his aunt.

Wang Zhong listened to his aunt's words, and the knots in his heart couldn't be solved, since Li Jiazhai is long gone, what is that photo talking about? Could it be that this Li Jiazhai is not Li Jiazhai?

The more I think about this, the more strange I feel, after talking about life ideals with Wang Xi after drinking and eating, it is almost twelve o'clock, and I am extremely tired after a day of traveling, and I slept directly until dawn.

For a senior otaku, staying at home and not going out is a norm, but the premise is that there is something to do, but there is really nothing to do at home except to play cards and games with Wang Xi, especially when he thinks of photos, he has no mind at all.

"Xizi, do you have that kind of old yellow calendar at home?" asked Wang Chong a little impatiently.

Wang Xi focused on playing the game and said, "When I'm done playing, I'll find it for you?"

"Hmm," Wang Chong said with a long sigh of relief.

Wang Xi suddenly put down the mobile game and said, "Eh, little brother, do you remember that book that you left behind, but you are old, we stole it when we were children, and we were beaten a few times."

Speaking of this, Wang Chong's head appeared, the cotton and linen as thin as tin foil silk book, not so much a silk book as a bamboo pulp pressing, it is very transparent and does not absorb water, use it to go to the toilet to stack four or five layers of it feel transparent.

"Yes, go and find it," Wang added.

Wang Xi said together, patted his thigh and said, "In the old house, it will be troublesome to move, and all the troubles will be thrown into the pile of books, do you want to read it now?"

Wang Zhong hesitated, "Forget it, anyway, tomorrow I have to go back to burn incense and go to the grave, tomorrow I am talking, you go and bring the old Huang calendar to me first."

"Wait" said Wang Xi went to find the old yellow calendar, the old yellow calendar in his hometown is the kind of thick yellow book, which not only has the heavenly and terrestrial branches, the five elements of gossip and the lunar and solar calendars, and there will even be a stack of painted rune paper behind, in the past, when I was a child, I would tear off the origami airplane, and during the New Year's holidays, the old generations would also paste these runes on the chicken coop in the pigsty on the door, the so-called peace.

At that time, basically every family had two books, and every year there would be Taoist priests who went down the mountain to sell these old yellow calendars, and those Taoist priests would make a small fortune from this every year, and then it basically became a custom, but now such things are relatively rare to see.

"I found" Kiko's old yellow calendar with only half a copy left.

Wang Chongxi said, "What a strange smell I found in this thing!"

"Toilet, hasn't this thing always been used as toilet paper?"

Come to think of it, who has the leisure to see this thing, and when he encounters red and white ceremonies, don't he always go to Taoist priests or respected elders to choose a day, and the toilet has become the only place where he can reflect his value.

Wang Chong unconsciously turned to the day of the Double Ninth Festival.

Chong Sha Dong, the north is dangerous and fierce, it is advisable to marry and sacrifice and bathe and travel..... There are no contraindications. Wang Chong was overjoyed.

But under the sacrifice, a strange mark was drawn, like a mask seen in a dream, Wang Chong turned to become dignified, why did it appear in Chongyang?

Wang Xi saw that Wang Chong had something on his mind, and laughed and said, "Little brother, don't listen to their nonsense, isn't it Chongyang, I still don't believe in this evil, I'll take you to the old house to see, I don't believe anything can happen yet"

Wang looked at the clear sky outside the house, and felt that he didn't know that he was scaring himself, it was just a psychological effect, what can these prove, isn't it just an old yellow calendar, he thought like this in his heart, and picked up the half of the old yellow calendar in his hand.

Wang Xi rode a motorcycle and took Wang Zhong to the direction of the old house, the old house in their mouth was actually Wang Shangang, the road was overgrown with weeds, and the road was not good and the speed was not too fast.

The moment he entered the mountain, Wang Chong had a sense of relief, and the feeling of returning to his hometown after more than ten years was quite emotional, looking at the lush mountains and forests, which sheep intestine trails, streams and rivers which have the marks left by childhood, at that moment Wang Chong felt extremely relaxed.

It feels so good to be home!

The motorcycle drove for about half an hour, and finally came to Wangshangang, where I lived as a child~

When I came to the old house, I had mixed feelings, the front and back of the house were covered with half-human-high weeds, and the adobe house in disrepair was like an old man who thought that the wind and candle were in his old age, and the holes eroded by the heavy rain all year round made people feel inexplicably sad.

Pushing open the dilapidated wooden door, the roof of the hall has broken a huge hole, and the broken tiles and puddles all over the ground are quite dilapidated.

"Little brother, I'll take all the books in the back room, you wait outside," Wang Xi said with some unease.

Wang Chong naturally understood Wang Xi's worries, "This house is in disrepair, it is inevitable that there will be some snakes, insects, rats and ants, let's go in together, and have a response."

Wang Xi knew Wang Chong's personality, and he didn't say anything, picked up a pole on the ground and walked to the front, the room was more chaotic than he imagined, as soon as he opened the door, a large musty smell came to his nose, there were cobwebs everywhere, the room was a few degrees colder than the outside of the house, and he found a book full of boxes, and both of them didn't want to stay longer Wang Xi hugged the box and went out of the room.

A box of old books, many of them have grown mold, but I still found the book, but it was bitten by the rats, after opening, after opening, Wang Chong was a little stunned, many of the words on it are not very scribbled traditional Chinese characters, it seems that some of this book is indeed some years.

No matter how Wang Chong is also a college student, even traditional Chinese characters can see some meanings, what Wang Chong didn't expect was that this book turned out to be an account book. And this ledger actually belongs to a person named Chongyangguan, Wang Chong is a little uneasy after reading it, this ledger is obviously a long history, because the above time is the first year of Jiaqing.

The first year of Jiaqing has been more than 200 years away from now, the key is the Chongyang concept above, why is it Chongyang, is it possible that there is a destiny in it? .

"Little brother, are you talking about something an antique?" Wang Xi said happily as he looked at the Jiaqing year name.

Wang Zhong didn't care about this thing, "Then you can keep it, no matter what you say, it can be regarded as something handed down by the elders."

Wang Xi rolled up the roll and put it away, laughing and said, "Treat him as a family heirloom, and it will become a treasure in a few years."

"Dididi..."

Wang Xi's mobile phone rang, and when he looked at the caller ID, Wang Xi's face was a little ugly.

"Mom's phone~"

Not surprisingly, Wang Xi was first severely beaten, and then urged them to go back early, and the Taoist priest came!