Hu Daquan died, we have no information, his wife and children, with his ashes back to the countryside. Looking at their thin backs, I can't help but feel sorry for them.

The father said that their mother and daughter were safe, and now that Hu Daquan is dead, the woman in black will not hurt them. Because they were just using Hu Daquan's chips, now that Hu Daquan is gone, there is no need to hurt the chips again.

As soon as Hu Daquan died, all the clues were gone. My father said that we couldn't just be stuck to one moment, so we decided to collect information about the woman in black while we were on the road, and we couldn't go around in circles.

We set off at four o'clock in the morning that night, and my father said that this time was conducive to traveling, so he took me and Le Zonglei around the station and took a small road.

"Master, we don't take the car, if we go on like this, we will be tired to death. Le Zonglei looked at the station with blank eyes.

I also don't understand why my father didn't ride in the car and walked on his feet.

Hearing Le Zonglei's complaint, his father stopped and took out a map from his cloth bag. Le Zonglei and I suddenly laughed, there are still people who look at maps these years, and they are all mobile phone navigation.

We walked over curiously, this is not an ordinary map at all, but a drawing called the underworld.

The picture on the map is strange, and there are some unintelligible words, I looked at it for a long time, but I didn't see why.

"We go on like this, and we don't know how much time we're going to waste. Thinking about it, let's take a closer approach, the yang people borrow the yin road, but they go faster. Father said as he rummaged through his bag. His cloth bag, like Pandora's box, was filled with strange things.

My father took out three thin candles and handed me one. I looked at the candle in my hand and noticed that it was a little different from the usual candle. In addition to the red wax, it seems to be mixed with some black powder. It also feels a little rougher than the usual candle, but it looks very sturdy and should be a flame-resistant candle.

My father made us face in all directions, made a gesture of worship, and then took out a lighter and lit three candles.

"Follow me for a while, and don't make a sound no matter what you see. "My father lit his own candle and told us.

We didn't dare to speak at this moment, and looked at our father nodding and standing tightly behind him.

A special fragrance wafted from the candle in his hand, and then a dark blue path appeared in front of him.

My father took the map in my hand, looked down for a moment, as if to confirm something, picked up his bag and walked down the path. Le Zonglei and I didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly followed behind our father.

The road was so foggy that it was impossible to see what lay ahead. I tried to see clearly, but I saw blurry figures. Men and women, some with broken arms, and some with hemp ropes on their heads, hurried past us. I looked at Le Zonglei, his face was not good, I only felt that my legs were weak, and I didn't dare to make a sound.

The candle in my hand burned so slowly that I couldn't feel its temperature, only the strange scent. The mystery of the three of us living people borrowed the Tao of the lonely soul and the wild ghost, and the mystery should lie in these two candles, but I don't know anything, but I can't think of the mystery of this.

After walking for a short time, a small river appeared in front of me. My father stopped, stretched out his hand to extinguish our candles, and my eyes suddenly brightened, and the town in the morning was bustling. It turned out that we were standing on the street, but I really didn't expect that after a while, we would actually arrive in Yingjing Town.

This is my hometown, and after an hour's walk from Yingjing Town, I will arrive at Dahuaishu Village! Looking at everything in front of me, it seems that I have returned to my childhood. Over the years, little has changed here, except for a few flowerbeds along the roadside.

On this street, my mother often brought me here because there was good food here. Every time my father and grandfather went out, they would bring me pastries from the town, and I felt a sour nose when I thought about it.

I don't have many memories, but it makes me feel incredibly close here.

"Senior sister, this is your hometown, then you should always know, what is the best food here, right?" Le Zonglei asked me.

I put away my memories and wiped the moist corners of my eyes.

"The fresh meat and cabbage wontons here are the best, let's have a bowl for each person. ”

Le Zonglei looked at me sadly, and forced the smile on his face to be suppressed.

"Okay, as long as the junior sister likes it, you can eat anything. Senior sister, you are tired, give me the backpack. Le Zonglei reached out and took my backpack.

In fact, most of our salutes were on him, and now I took the backpack again, and watched him walk in front, looking like he was already overloaded, and suddenly felt that he was still hiding from a gentleman.

The "Friend's Breakfast Restaurant" in my memory is no longer there, so we found a random restaurant and asked for a bowl of wontons each after sitting down. Le Zonglei and his father also ordered a few pies.

I asked curiously, "What is that candle, and why can I see the way to the underworld when I light it?"

My father patted his cloth bag and said, "That's rhinoceros horn ground into powder and mixed with wax." The rhinoceros horn is psychic, so we see the way to the underworld. ”

I suddenly remembered watching ghost movies before, and there was such a passage on it: The ancients did not dare to burn the rhinoceros horn, burning it with a strange fragrance, staining clothes and belts, and people can communicate with ghosts.

It turns out that this is all true.

There weren't many people eating breakfast and the owner delivered the ravioli we ordered after a while.

"Boss, why is this Yingjing Town a little desolate, it was still lively a few years ago, and it hasn't developed much. Father asked the boss.

"Hey, who's to say it's not? The young people have gone out, and those who can go have gone to the city, and most of the rest are old people and children. However, in the future, there will be fewer children, and the good ones will take the children away. I'm a small shop, I don't plan to do it, and I can't make any money at all. "The boss was very practical, he said a lot at once, and his voice was full of helplessness.

"Nowadays, young people like to go to the city, and that's normal. Le Zonglei talked about his youth.

I took a bite of the ravioli, and it wasn't the same taste as it used to be. Time has passed, and it always has to change.

After breakfast, we rushed to Dahuashu Village, there are many villages along the way, but it is really not as lively as it used to be. The village, deep in the mountains, slowly became silent.

During the meal, the boss said that the local organization had relocated and divided the community outside the mountain. Presumably, when the community is built, there will be no one living here.

Along the way, I immersed myself in the memories and memories of the original family. Le Zonglei deliberately told jokes to tease me, although his jokes were very funny, but I found that I couldn't laugh at all.

Every plant and tree here can bring back memories for me, and I even fantasize that when we get home, my parents and grandfather will be waiting for me at home. Although I knew it was delusional, I couldn't help but think about it in my head. I have to learn the skills, I have to find them.

"Senior sister, is that one selling dates? It must be very sweet when it looks red and big, let's go buy it." Le Zonglei pointed to the entrance of the village, a stall of dates.

"It looks good, Lixin, let's go over and have a look. "My father also tried to deflect my feelings.

I followed them to the front of the stall.

The date seller was a young man, dressed in casual clothes and wearing a peaked cap, sitting on a nearby tree and napping.

"Hey, how did the boss sell these dates?" Le Zonglei called him.

The young man was visibly taken aback, and his hat fell off his head. He picked up his hat, got up and patted it.

"Two dollars a catty, my own family, sweet and cheap, how many catties?"

The young man's voice was loud, but I heard it a little familiar.

"Senior sister, you taste it first, let's not be sweet if it's not sweet. Le Zonglei took a date and gave it to me.

I smiled awkwardly: "Buy it, you don't need to taste it, it looks very fresh." ”

"This little girl knows the goods, I will weigh you. "The young man took the plastic bag and asked us to put it.

"No, we'll do it ourselves. Le Zonglei snatched the bag and carefully picked up the red dates.

The father looked around, looked nearby, and said, "Lixin, you guys pick it up here first, and I'll go to that commissary to buy a bottle of water." ”

I nodded: "I want mineral water, what do you want?"

"Like you, I want to drink something else, I guess there isn't one here. Le Zonglei replied.

Father nodded and walked to the commissary in the back.

Le Zonglei picked out some dates, "Boss, weigh it." ”

There was no response for a long time, and when I looked up, I found that the young man was looking directly at me.

"Hey, what are you doing? I'm telling you, this is my junior sister. Like my sister, if you dare to make up your mind, I'll beat you to a pig's head. Le Zonglei said unhappily.

The young man had a melancholy and handsome face, which I felt familiar, but I was not sure if it was the person I remembered.

"You are Mo Lixin? Sister Lixin. He asked in surprise.

I looked at him suspiciously, and suddenly a lightning bolt flashed through my mind.

"Sun Mingyang! You are Brother Mingyang. "I'm so happy to meet him here.

Le Zonglei was confused: "Do you know each other?"

I nodded vigorously: "Yes, we have known each other since childhood. ”

Sun Mingyang carries too many memories of my childhood, how can I forget him?

When Sun Mingyang and I reunited after a long absence, we all cried with the same joy. My father was also very relieved when he found out about our relationship. But Le Zonglei was sullen, saying that he teased me all the way, and he didn't see me laughing. No way, I'm so happy.

Sun Mingyang's life experience is very pitiful, and his mother is crazy and makes trouble every day. His father's name is Sun Quan, and he took Sun Mingyang to live, and he was in the field all year round, and Sun Mingyang had no money to go to school. Later, my grandfather took pity on the family, so he asked Sun Quan to come to our house to do small jobs, help with some odd jobs, and give him some money every month, enough for him to support the family. Because Sun Mingyang and I were the same age, my grandfather asked Sun Mingyang to go to school with me. Sun Mingyang protected me very much, so no one dared to bully me. He is like my own brother in my heart. Sun Quan is grateful to his grandfather for taking him in, so he is extremely attentive to our Mo family.

Sun Mingyang invited us to his house, and his house was renovated, although simple but neat. And there were enough bedrooms for us to stay.

As soon as we sat down, I couldn't wait to ask what happened to my family after I left with my mother. Sun Mingyang sighed and fell into deep memories.