"Do you really want to go back?"

The Fudao mountain man, who hadn't spoken much since he started to go up the slope, couldn't help but ask when he saw the melancholy on his face.

Before he could reply, he added: "You have been buried, maybe everyone in your village knows that you are dead, and now if you go back, you will definitely scare a bunch of people to death." Coming back from the dead is a terrible thing in the eyes of mortals, so beware of being caught and tied to a pillar and burned with fire!"

It's not impossible.

Seeing sorrow, he glanced back at the mountain man and said, "Are the mountain people afraid that I will be burned to death?"

"Nonsense! You women love to be amorous!" Fudao Shanren snorted coldly, "Shanren is just afraid that the merit he has built up with great difficulty will not be lost, if you are burned to death, won't I save you in vain?"

"Are you still afraid that I'll be burned to death?"

I couldn't help but laugh when I saw it.

The Fudao mountain man stared at him and choked half to death again.

"The people of Benshan are too lazy to deal with you ordinary people! What about you saying that you are ungrateful? Bullying Benshan people have not been here for hundreds of years, right?"

"Hundreds of years?"

The people of Fudao Mountain waved their hands like mosquitoes, as if they wanted to drive away their worries: "The affairs of adults, the little girl doesn't care." ”

The word "hundreds of years" is a bit interesting.

Although he was curious, he didn't really ask.

Fudao Mountain Man is a person, his mouth is broken, he is dirty, and he still exudes an indescribable obscenity, but he prefers to be like a good heart.

I don't hate him.

Stepping back on, I saw sorrow and walked towards the road outside.

The people of Fudao Mountain chattered again: "Alas, I really can't persuade you, what good end can you do when you go back." What if someone else is there? What if your house is gone? What if your husband is still around? What if you see him cuddling with another woman?"

“……”

His feet stopped, and he was silent for a moment, and then raised his eyes to look at the mountain man.

"If so, I will kill him. ”

Killed?

What a neat sentence!

The people of Fudao Mountain really didn't expect that these words could come out of their worried mouths.

This is just a soft and weak woman, where can she compare with a big man?

Can......

Why does it sound so refreshing?

At this time, Jian Sorrow had already gone outside again.

Staring at the thin back, the eyes of the Fudao mountain man couldn't help but shine a little, and the thought that had been dangling in his mind just now began to faintly emerge again.

In fact, the people of Fudao Mountain are very people who pay attention to the fate of the law.

When encountering sorrow, isn't it a kind of fate?

He stood there and thought about it for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, there was no sad figure in front of him.

"What about people?"

He was stunned for a moment, and then looked around, only to see that he didn't know when he had run away.

"Why are you walking so fast? You just come back to life and jump around, and you're not afraid of dying again? Hey, you're waiting for me!"

shouted all the way, but the footsteps of the people in the mountain did not see fast, one step out, and the next moment they went directly to the side of the sorrowful.

"Really, I don't know how to sympathize with the elderly!"

For the methods of this mountain man, he already had some knowledge, but when he suddenly saw him step to his side, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The Fudao mountain man raised his eyebrows proudly: "Have you seen it? This is called shrinking the ground into inches!"

Is it the name of a spell?

Is this the immortal that Xie Buchen asked?

Seeing the surprise in his heart, or the surprise in his heart, he finally said: "It seems to be very powerful." ”

"That's!" the Fudao mountain man immediately cocked his tail.

Seeing the sorrowful smile, he didn't speak, and continued to walk forward.

The outline of the small village can already be clearly seen in front of you.

They stood on the hill and looked down on the col.

The evening night gradually became blurry and slowly shrouded.

In the small village, the lights of the stars were lit up and shone on the windows of every house. If you look closely, you can still see a figure flashing through the window. There was a faint smell of fireworks wafting in the wind.

The nose of the Fudao mountain man moved, and he sniffed vigorously: "Ouch, which one is roasting suckling pig! And pheasant! It's so fragrant, so fragrant!"

The nostalgia is even more timid.

But the moment I stood on this high place and saw the village, there was a feeling stirring in my chest.

The place where the sword wound had been wounded seemed to ache faintly.

I almost can't wait to go back and see, what has become of it?

All the way down the mountain road.

It seems to be close, but when I see sorrow at the entrance of the village, it is already deep at night, and the oblique moon is hanging high.

The people of Fudao Mountain followed Jianchou easily as usual, looking around, as if looking for something delicious.

Her home, at the east end of the village, had to pass through almost the entire village to reach it.

In the center of the village, there is a big old tree, and in summer, when its branches and leaves are dense, you can look up and see the red silk that makes a wish hanging down on it; the further you go to the east of the village, the more scarce people become, and there are only sporadic lights in the dark night.

Seeing sorrow, he walked over step by step, although his steps were light, but he also alarmed some people's dogs.

"Woo ......"

A dog barked in the night.

Then there was a jumble of voices, as if someone had gotten up and asked, "Who?"

When he saw that his footsteps stopped, he looked sideways.

"Squeak", the firewood door of the next family opened, and a round-faced peasant woman poked her head out of the door, and saw the sorrow walking on the road at a glance, and was a little surprised: "It's the lady of the Xie family, why are you back?

Going to the city for fun?

Day before yesterday?

I was stunned for a moment, but I understood it in a blink of an eye.

It seems that the people in the village don't know that she has died once, thinking that Xie Buchen told people that he took her into the city.

smiled inexplicably, and said to the peasant woman kindly: "The eldest sister of the Lao Zhang family remembered that she didn't take some things, so she came back to look for them." ”

"I see. ”

The eldest sister of the Zhang family didn't doubt it much, knowing that this young couple was a husband and wife, and their identity was even more unusual, so Xie Buchen would be an official in the future.

She smiled plainly and enthusiastically, and said, "You go to the city, and come back more often, if there is anything delicious, don't forget us." ”

"Hey. ”

Seeing that he was worried, he responded to it, but found that the eldest sister of the Zhang family's eyes fell on her body from beginning to end, as if she couldn't see the Fudao Mountain Man next to her at all.

She's weird.

The Fudao mountain man raised his eyebrows proudly and did not speak.

The eldest sister of the Zhang family didn't notice anything abnormal, and she couldn't see the blood stains on her clothes clearly at night, so she only urged her: "Take something and go quickly, who else should I be in this big night." Be sure to come back and see it more often!"

"Good. ”

Seeing sorrow, he still replied like this.

The eldest sister of the Zhang family retracted her body and closed the door.

The dog stopped barking, and the night fell silent again.

He stood for a long time before continuing to walk.

In front of her was her house, a small courtyard, it was pitch black, and she couldn't see the slightest light.

The bamboo poles of the Fudao mountain people lit on the ground, but they didn't make a sound: "It seems that everyone thinks you are not dead." This is your home, right?"

Seeing sorrow, he nodded and stopped.

In front of her was a small courtyard of a peasant house, fenced with a wooden fence, and a gate opened to the south, also made of trees, and thatched grass on the top to protect from the rain.

At this moment, there was a small brass lock on those two doors.

The door was locked.

Boundless memories once again crossed through the mind of the sorrow.

She stepped forward, stood in front of the door, stood lightly on her tiptoes, and reached into the door frame.

Fingers touched a cold object.

Seeing sorrow, he took it out and spread it out in his hand, and it was indeed a key.

Even if Xie Buchen lied and left, the key was still there as before......

Seeing the sorrow blinking, I felt a sadness in my heart welling up, and I almost couldn't hold it back, and I was about to cry.

When she saw that the door was locked, she already knew that Xie Buchen was not there.

When she turned out the key, she could be sure that the feelings of the year were not fake.

"I am responsible for you in this life. If there is reincarnation in the Three Realms and Six Realms, in the next life, you can ask me for your life. ”

Seeing that he was worried, he wanted to ask for his life.

Thinking like this, she pressed the tears back into her eyes, unlocked the lock with the key, and pushed the door open.

"Squeak......

Thin, long thud.

The door opened.

In the clean courtyard, there are hardly any weeds to be seen, and the west wall is surrounded by a fence, in which the original flock of big white geese, for some reason, only the last one remains, and is cowering in the corner and falling asleep. There are three rooms on the front, the door is not locked, it can be seen that it is just hidden, and there is still a cyan oil-paper umbrella that Xie Buchen held back that day next to the door axis.

Seeing sorrow, he walked in.

The Fudao mountain man probed his brain, followed behind her, and couldn't help but sigh when he saw the appearance of this ring blockage.

"Your house is really dilapidated enough, what does this mean to come back? Anyway, I also saved your life from the mountain people, hey, I said, why don't you just worship me as a teacher by the way, the mountain people will take you all over the world, maybe you can meet him in the six roads and nineteen continents in the future......?

Before the babbling words were finished, the footsteps of the Fudao mountain people stopped.

As he passed the fence where the geese were kept, he saw at a glance the big white goose in the corner, fat, cowering down there and sleeping.

His eyes lit up suddenly.

What a goose!

The feathers are shiny, fat and strong, if you can pick up the feathers and put them in the pot, no more, no less, just a pot!

The Fudao mountain man couldn't help but swallow his saliva, walked to the fence, raised his leg directly, and turned over.

At the same time, he didn't forget to say to his sorrow: "What, as long as you let this big white goose go with the mountain people, I will be free from any apprenticeship!"

Seeing that he kept walking forward, he came to the door and ignored him.

The people of Fudao Mountain didn't care, at this moment, there was only the big white goose in their eyes.

He walked up to it, crouched down, and cautiously stretched out his hand and touched the head of the great white goose, as if he were touching a good child.

"What a fat goose......"

At this time, I had already walked to the door of the house, but I didn't pay attention to what the people behind the mountain were doing.

Then he pushed the door open, and it was pitch black as far as he could see.

She followed the path of her memory, felt the fire fold from the windowsill, and with a gentle blow, the faint light of the fire lit up, illuminating the familiar simple furnishings in the room.

Three stools, a square table, on which there was an unlit oil lamp, folded clothes, and unfinished needlework......

When I saw the sorrow, I only felt that my feet were like being filled with lead, and I couldn't walk.

She came to the table, leaned the fire fold against the oil lamp, lit it, and extinguished it.

A weak fire rose up, and the sad face was in the faint yellow light, and there were a few shadows that flickered and flickered.

She sat on a stool and looked at the empty room, which was already empty on the opposite wall.

The sword was gone.

The heart of sorrow is also empty.

She reached out and touched the clothes on the table, each one was Xie Buchen's, and the stitches on each piece of clothing were extremely fine. In the sewing basket, leaning on a pair of scissors, which are used to cut rags on weekdays.

When I saw sorrow, I stretched out my hand and wanted to take it.

However, after she grasped the scissors tightly and removed them, a small rattle appeared under the sewing basket, and a red rope was coiled next to it, and a small silver lock was tied to it, on which was engraved the word "thanks".

At that moment, his hands trembled.

The rattle was bought by her from the merchant after she learned that she was pregnant, and the silver lock was used by Xie Buchen when he was a child, saying that when they had a child, he would pass on this small silver lock to the child. So she found a red rope that day and put it on.

See this qiē again now......

The scissors, wrapped in the red cloth, slid back into the sewing basket from the sorrowful hand.

For a moment, she felt her heart ache.

Slowly withdrew his hand, and saw that he subconsciously stroked his flat abdomen.

She suddenly turned her head, looked out of the dark door, and shouted, "Mountain people!"

In the courtyard, the people of Fudao Mountain had already put their arms around the neck of the big white goose.

The big white goose was shocked by the enemy's attack, and called desperately, and even fluttered a pair of fleshy wings, and suddenly saw goose feathers flying wildly, muddy water splashing everywhere, stirring up the people of Fudao Mountain all over the body.

This stupid big white goose dares to flutter like this!

The people of Fudao Mountain were ruthless in their hearts, swallowed their saliva greedily, and were about to do something wrong to a big white goose, but Leng Buding heard the sorrow shouting inside, and was so frightened that he retracted his hand, raised his hands high, and said to the house: "I didn't steal the goose!"

Seeing that she had already gotten up, her steps staggered, and the light of an oil lamp behind her did not illuminate her figure.

The people of Fudao Mountain couldn't see her expression clearly.

"Mountain man, I, I'm actually pregnant. Can...... Could you please take my pulse?"