Every Qingming Festival, people will always bring incense, candles and money to their ancestral graves to worship their ancestors, and this year is no exception. No, after a mountain rain, people are almost gone, leaving only the paper money and yellow and white paper flowers that have not had time to burn out are left on those lonely graves.

On the path down the mountain, a middle-aged man with a sturdy figure and dark skin walked the muddy mountain road with a little boy on his back. The little boy was seven or eight years old, his face was pale and bloodless, as if he was seriously ill.

"Dad, you can rest, you've been on the road for most of the day, but you're tired. The little boy lay down on his father's broad back and whispered, though his breath was faint, but his tone was full of pity for his father, for he knew that half of his father's clothes were rain, and half of them were sweat.

"It's okay, I'm not tired, we'll be there in five miles, see the old doctor, you'll be well soon." The middle-aged man said as he freed one hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and continued to stride forward.

"Hmm. The boy replied softly, then closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep, the bumps of the road that made him extremely tired.

The man's name is Li Laosan, a simple and simple name, which matches his appearance. The boy on his back is his son Li Sanqing, who had a strange illness three years ago and has never gotten better since. In the past three years, Li Laosan has taken Sanqing everywhere to seek medical advice, whether it is a big hospital in the city or a barefoot Langzhong in the ravine, but no one can see the reason. For three years, Sanqing had a fever almost every day, and he was in a coma every three or five times, and later, he couldn't wake up for several days after he fell into a coma. How can a child of a few years old withstand such torture, so he is weak day by day and becomes a half-dead person. During this time, some people even said things like condolences to him, but as long as the child still has a breath, Li Laosan will not give up, he left the north with his son on his back and came to the south to continue seeking medical treatment.

Three days ago, the third child met an old Taoist priest who was flying in the wind with white hair and beard, and had the demeanor of a fairy family, but for some reason he was leading a blind old yellow dog. The Taoist priest only glanced at Sanqing, and then asked the third child to go to Fanjia Village to find an old man surnamed Luo, and he could save the child's life. The third wanted to ask something more, but the old Taoist priest disappeared. woke up violently, but it was a dream of Li Laosan Nanke. Li Laosan, who has always believed in ghosts and gods, felt that this dream was very strange, so he inquired about it at that time, and after learning that there was really a village called Fanjia Village in the nearby mountains, he hurried on the road with the child on his back.

At this moment, Li Laosan felt extremely uncomfortable, as if there was a big stone in his heart pressed hard, and it was difficult for him to breathe. Of course, only he knows that this discomfort comes from the yellow and white paper flowers on the large and small graves on the mountain. He lowered his head slightly, trying not to look or think, but the more this happened, the more countless graves popped up in his mind. He was afraid, not that he would accidentally lie down in such a grave one day, but that he was afraid that it was really as some people said, this was all karma, and in the end a white-haired man would end up sending a black-haired man. Regret, but what's the use of regretting? He subconsciously quickened his pace, and the mud splattered all over his trouser legs.

God's good face did not last long, and soon he was angry for no reason, and the dark clouds quickly gathered, and the sky that had just cleared was darkened again. For a while, the wind was fierce, the lightning was thundering, and God roared at the earth with a gloomy face, as if he was mercilessly reprimanding this world corrupted by sin.

"God, this is going crazy!" Li Laosan glanced at the sky, and before he had time to sigh too much, he accelerated his pace again, and at this time he was already running forward.

This heavy rain did not take long before falling from the sky. Li Laosan put down the child on his back, and took off his clothes to cover the child's head, and then picked up the child and ran wildly, the child did not react, the third child knew that he was in a coma again.

Li Laosan ran wildly all the way, and the rain also became more and more joyful, which was really angry. I don't know how long I ran like this, there was a fork in front of Li Laosan, and there was a five-meter-high archway at the intersection of the fork road, which was engraved with three big characters of Fanjia Village.

"It's finally here!" Li Laosan breathed a sigh of relief, and then crossed the archway and turned into the path.

The path is lined with locust trees, the canopies of the trees intertwined, obscuring the sky so tightly that the sun is not visible. Despite the heavy rain outside, there was not even a drop of water on the path, and the mud on the path was chilling because it had not been able to receive the sun, and the fact that there were several ownerless tombs under each locust tree made the path look eerie.

Li Laosan walked on this path, as if he had suddenly entered a cold winter night, and the further he went, the heavier the cold became. He shivered under the biting cold, and the fatigue accumulated from the days of running around also drilled out of his body, and his steps became slower and slower, until at last he couldn't walk anymore, and sat on the ground. And when his ass first touched the ground, he stood up violently, and the ground was so hot that it was as if it had just been baked by a fire. Li Laosan rubbed his eyes, squatted down and wiped it on the ground, his hands were as cold as if they were on a large piece of ice.

"What a hell today!" Li Laosan inexplicably thought of Huangquan Road in the Ghost Romance, and his scalp suddenly went numb. He spat the ground to show his displeasure, and then continued on with the child in his arms.

Soon, he came to the end of the gloomy path, where a small dilapidated temple with a hidden door stood quietly at the intersection. Li Laosan glanced up at the canopy, the heavy rain had not stopped, he looked back at the gloomy path again, and then went into the small temple without saying a word.

The hideous-looking ghost, the strange-shaped Yaksha, and the Yin judge holding the book of life and death, where is this temple, it is clearly a Yama Temple. And when Li Laosan turned his head to look at the statue of Grandpa Hades, who was more than a foot tall and had angry eyebrows, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and countless graves appeared in his mind for no reason, and his legs were weak and he knelt on the ground.

"Let go of me, let go of me!" Sanqing, who was snuggled in his father's arms, suddenly shouted loudly, his limbs twitching constantly, as if he was breaking free of something.

"Grandpa, your subordinates are merciful, I know that I have created too many sins in my life and have not accumulated yin virtue, if you want to catch me, spare my child." Li Laosan burst into tears at Lord Yama, then put down the child and kowtowed a few times. This knock on the head seems to have really worked, Sanqing no longer has convulsions, and he has stopped making noise. Li Laosan stretched out his hand and touched it under Sanqing's nose, and when he was angry, Li Laosan immediately burst into tears and laughed, and kowtowed three more times.

The rain also happened to stop at this time. Li Laosan picked up Xiao Sanqing and rushed out of the Yama Palace, ran towards the village not far away, and ran to the entrance of the village in a hurry, panting for breath. After finally calming down, he looked around, and there was an old ox tied to a willow tree not far away, and under the belly of the old ox lay a teenage boy, obviously a cowherd baby sheltering from the rain, but this way of sheltering from the rain is really a rare thing.

"Little doll, I'll ask you something. Li Laosan stepped forward, leaned down and gently patted the belly of the cow baby.

"Second uncle, I'm not lazy, I'm not lazy. The cowherd baby shook her spirit, stood up suddenly, and her eyes were as wide as two copper bells. When he found that the person standing in front of him was a strange man he had never seen before, he sat back on the ground and said casually: "I said that you are really, you look like a scared person in broad daylight!"

"I'm sorry, little doll, I'm from out of town, and I want to ask you something. Li Laosan accompanied him again and again, and forced out a bitter smile.

"Inquiring?" Fang Niuwa glanced at Li Laosan, and then at the child in his arms, and then patted his head with a look of sudden realization, and said with a smile: "Don't say it, don't say it, I know you must have come to see the old lady of the Luo family to see a doctor and save your life!"

"Old lady Luo", Li Laosan was overjoyed, there was really an old man surnamed Luo in this Fanjia Village, his dream seemed to have come true, and the child was finally saved.

"What did I say you are stupid about? Am I right?" Li Laosan didn't reply, and the cow baby was anxious.

"That's right, that's right!" Li Laosan nodded hurriedly, "Can you bother to show the way?" little doll. ”

"Look at what you said is like a big thing, you go straight along this road to the end, and the biggest old mansion is the Luo family. And don't call me a little doll, I'm thirteen!" said the cow herd in a serious manner.

"Oh, okay, okay, call you little brother, thank you little brother, you take this. Li Laosan said and stuffed something into the hand of the cowherd baby.

"This, this is, ten dollars!" When the cowherd opened his palm and saw the wet latest version of the ninety ten dollars, he was surprised, he had grown so big, he had never seen such a large denomination of money. When the cowherd baby was thinking about whether to pose as if I was Lei Feng, the shirtless strange man had already entered the village with the sick child in his arms.

"It's strange, how did a God of Wealth grandfather come out of this Huangquan Road today! So much money, how can this be spent? But it has to be hidden, and it will be found by the second uncle. The cow herd put the money on her nose and sniffed it again, and a strange fragrance came to her heart. The cow baby swallowed, he knew that it was the smell of money.

This kid's name is Fan Youwei, he is promising, and he has a fart. This is the child's summary of himself. His grandfather was also a cattle herder, herding cattle for the landlord's family before liberation, and herding cattle for the commune after liberation. Fan Youwei's father also let go of the cow, but when it came to the reform and opening up, he began to be dissatisfied with the status quo, but unfortunately he took the wrong path and did the business of stealing chickens and dogs, and was finally beaten to death. And his mother has been crazy all day since then, and soon died, leaving poor Fan Youwei with only his three harsh uncles, saying that it is with, but in fact, it has just become a cattle herding tool used by the three families in turn. In the blink of an eye, it is ten years.

"The Luo family has been a bit evil lately, so you have to be careful. Fan Youwei suddenly remembered something, but when he looked up again, Li Laosan had already run out of the way. He could only stand there, looking at the back, with an indescribable strangeness in his eyes.