Old Liu Tou entered the gloomy path alone and left Sanqing on the side of the road. A cool breeze hit, and Sanqing hurriedly shrank back and forth to dodge, but how could this wind be hidden? So he looked left and right, and happened to see a nameless small temple with a door on the side. So he trotted over, pushed open the temple door, and without looking at what the temple was, he dodged in to avoid the wind.

When he turned around and saw the cow ghost and snake god enshrined in the temple, he was almost so frightened that he sat on the ground. And just as he was about to leave the small temple quickly, he heard someone behind him say something that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Sanqing glanced back fiercely, but where is there anyone in this temple, he hurriedly turned around and prepared to leave again, this time he turned around, but saw a young man, staring at himself sideways, so he was taken aback again, this time, he really did it on the ground.

"Hey, aren't you that, who, whose doll? Your illness has been cured!" the young man grinned surprisingly when he saw Sanqing.

"You, do you know my father?" Sanqing looked at the young man suspiciously.

"Know, oh, don't know, I'll show him the way, and he gave me this. The boy said and pulled out a ten-dollar bill from his pocket. Sanqing looked at this strange uninvited guest in confusion.

"I wanted to give this money back to your father, but seeing you running around, I was relieved! By the way, what about your father? Come out quickly, don't be there now!" This young man is none other than Fan Youwei, a cattle herding baby who was passing by for Li Laosan at the entrance of the village that day. Seeing that Sanqing was still standing in the small temple, he hurriedly reminded him kindly.

"Ahh

Fan Youwei stepped forward to help him close the temple door, and asked again, "Where is your father?"

"My dad went to do something important, I came here with an old man who saved my life. Sanqing replied softly.

"Help, your grandfather, it's Mrs. Luo!" Fan Youwei said confidently.

"No, the old man said his surname was Liu. ”

"Surname Liu?" Fan Youwei was a little puzzled at first, but then he thought about it, because there was only one old man surnamed Liu in this village. "Yes, is it Lao Liu?" After saying this, a crazy old man appeared in his mind, singing a big drama all the way into the scene of "Huangquan Road".

Besides, the old Liu Tou, after leaving Sanqing and walking into the gloomy path, he counted the trees and walked forward, until he stopped in front of the ninth tree. Stretched out his hand and touched the big locust tree, revealing a smug look, and then said to himself: "It's really fast, this place is really yin." It's no wonder, but all dead people have to walk on such a road, without such a gloomy and lifeless atmosphere, how can they be worthy of the word Huangquan!" Old Liu Tou said this, squatted down, put the big black cat aside casually, he began to use his hands to dig soil on a grave under the big locust tree, and after a while, a big pit was dug out, and the pit was covered with dark paper, and I don't know when I put it in, but it looked like new.

"If you are lucky little beast, when you meet my old Liu Tou, you can be reincarnated in a rich and noble family in the next life. After Lao Liu finished digging the pit, he grabbed the dead black cat that couldn't die anymore, and stroked it on its face with his other hand, and the black cat's eyes, which were about to burst, slowly shrank and then slowly closed his eyes. At this time, Lao Liu Tou took out a mossy copper coin out of nowhere and gently stuffed it into the mouth of the big black cat.

"Let's go, with my money, no one will dare to stop you on the way!" he said and threw the big black cat into the tomb, and then dug back into the earth. When he was done, he got up, took a sip of wine, poured some more on the ground, and then stomped on the grave with his lame leg, and then turned away. Before I reached the intersection, I heard someone shouting in surprise, "Old Liu." ”

"Who called me?" said Lao Liu, who shouted at the top of his voice, and continued to walk slowly towards the intersection.

After Sanqing and Fan Youwei heard this shout, they all looked towards the "Huangquan Road". When the swaying figure of Lao Liu Tou appeared in the sight of the two, Sanqing smiled, but Youwei subconsciously shrank his shoulders and took a step back.

"Which of you called me?" asked Old Liu Tou knowingly as he walked up to the two children.

After Sanqing and Fan Youwei heard this shout, they all looked towards the "Huangquan Road". When the swaying figure of Lao Liu Tou appeared in the sight of the two, Sanqing smiled, but Youwei subconsciously shrank his shoulders and took a step back.

"Oh, it's a promising doll, why are you trembling? Are you afraid of me?" Old Liu Tou put his hands behind his back, looking at Fan Youwei, who was about to be as tall as himself.

"I'm afraid, no, I'm not afraid!" Youwei said stubbornly.

In fact, Youwei is really not afraid, and he should not be afraid of Lao Liu. When his father was killed on the spot for stealing something in the county, after the news was transmitted back to Fanjia Village, the villagers thought that he was innocent of death, and no one wanted to help. However, the old man surnamed in this city god temple looked at Youwei who was standing at the entrance of the village crying like a man, and said to everyone faintly: "Falling leaves are still the root of the roots, let alone people? And even if he is a self-inflicted sin and cannot live, what about his son? The ancestors do not enter the grave, so how can this doll go backwards!" The old man said and spoke, but he was still angry, so he knocked on the door of Luo's house overnight, and dragged Luo Wencheng, who opened the door for him, to turn around and leave. Luo Wencheng, who was drowsy, didn't know why, so he could only follow the master.

What happened, the master and apprentice walked all night and rushed to the county seat, and they didn't know where to find the body of their father, and they rushed back to Fanjia Village non-stop, of course, the person who carried the body was Luo Wencheng.

Later, Lao Liu Tou picked a piece of land on the back mountain, Luo Wencheng and his brother Luo Wude went into battle together, buried Youwei's father, and then hastily built a tombstone. Since then, Youwei has never cried again.

Therefore, from a certain point of view, the two families with surnames in the village are the closest people to you. Luo Wencheng is okay, every time he meets a promising person, he will take the initiative to call Uncle Wen Cheng, but every time he meets Lao Liutou, he always has a strange feeling, he is obviously not afraid, and he obviously wants to go up and call grandpa, but every time he escapes from the battle, he avoids it from afar.

"Okay, okay, don't be afraid, then you come with me, I have something to tell you. Lao Liu said to Youwei with a smile, and then turned around and walked back to "Huangquan Road".

Seeing this, Youwei was stunned for a while.

"Why? Don't dare to come? Old Liu Tou waved his hand, looking indifferent.

"Dare! What don't you dare!" The promising who has always been strong finally strode towards Lao Liu.

Old Liu Tou walked into the path with a smile, Youwei followed, and Sanqing was left alone on the side of the road again.