Well, it's come to this, no matter how much complaining about the sky is useless, besides, so many years of experience of going home for the Spring Festival have already exercised Yang Xiaobei's super heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is already so close to home, while comforting himself, he resigned himself to pulling up his suitcase and walking towards the old street.

In the earliest days of Baiyun County, there was only one street along the river at the foot of the mountain. Although it has advanced with the times to the development from the first ring to the fourth ring, the most lively place is still the old street. So Yang Xiaobei's current destination is to find a hotel on the old street. The nearest way to get off the bus is through an old alley.

This alley is still left by the old county seat, and I heard my parents say that when I was young, I had to pass through this side every time. In the dense fog, the mottled walls on both sides and the uneven stone pavement under your feet inexplicably have a feeling of being free from time and space. The silence was a little excessive, and Yang Xiaobei felt that today's alley was extraordinarily long. It's not that I'm timid, I've been going south and north for so many years, and I can't be scared at home. I coughed a little, and my heart was a little drumming: There is no detour! Are you too tired today, a little tired and confused?

After walking for a while, it felt like it had been at least half an hour, and Yang Xiaobei felt more and more wrong. The road, which usually lasts 10 minutes, is still in the alley, and even though she is in the thick fog, she can be 100% sure that she is not lost. It's really evil, is it possible that I ran into the ghost that my grandfather said when I was a child?

Yang Xiaobei was a little difficult, keep walking, grandpa said, people who encounter ghosts hitting the wall are tired to death by the constant detours. Although she is extremely conscious, and she has never believed in the old man's talk about the past, her current love behavior is really weird, and she can't help but have some bad associations. If you can stop, you are tired and hungry, and the ground is still damp and cold, which is not a problem. After hesitating for a moment, I took out my phone to see the time, only to find that my OPPOR9 had no power and automatically turned off.

When I got out of the car, I called my father, and I had the impression that there were still 30 electricity, and there would be no electricity after a while? Hey, Yang Xiaobei had an ominous premonition, could it really be that he had strayed into a supernatural event? He simply didn't leave, sat on the trolley box to catch his breath, slowly took out the power bank from his backpack, and patiently waited until the phone was turned on, and the time was already more than four o'clock in the morning. The upper end of the mobile phone showed a bright and flickering no signal, which made Yang Xiaobei sigh again. There are many supernatural routines, and it's strange if there is a signal.

I have to admire that sometimes it's really a big nerve. When he arrived at this step in the field, Yang Xiaobei didn't think about panicking, suffering from gains and losses. From today, ah no, yesterday at noon, the trip to the Spring Festival, noisy stations, crowded people, and thick fog...... It was exhausting, tired and hungry, and I felt like I had no strength to be shocked. Spread out on the trolley box, Yang Xiaobei thought a little confused, according to the routine of supernatural novels, will there be some magical creature in a while? Or is there any opportunity to get out of the state and return to the real world? It's better not to be a horror plot, this time I really don't have the strength to run wild or something......

I don't know how long I've been confused, but I'm probably still asleep, Yang Xiaobei touched the suspicious liquid at the corner of his mouth, and found that the haze had faded a little, the sky was a little white, and it seemed that it was about to dawn. In the distance, there were some voices coming from Yingying, she held her breath and listened, the familiar local voice came, vaguely the sound of early people bargaining for food, the sound of premature (northern Hubei dialect, eating breakfast). I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and said! Where are there so many abnormal incidents? I must have been tired and fascinated last night and went the wrong way. Subconsciously comforting himself and ignoring the unreasonable part, Yang Xiaobei cheered up and walked in the direction of the voice with his luggage.

After a night of tossing, my chest was pressed against my back when I was already hungry, and I couldn't help but speed up my pace. I was still thinking about eating a bowl of fat rice noodles first, or drinking a bowl of white porridge with some side dishes, after all, I hadn't eaten for almost a day and a night, and the fat rice noodles tasted too strong, so it was not good to eat...... The front finally walked out of the alley, and the situation in front of him made Yang Xiaobei burst into a foul mouth: "! What the hell is it?"

In front of you is a row of shanty towns, mostly wooden structures. Simple, low, all of them are black and gray, and there are no buildings with more than two floors as far as the eye can see. Yang Xiaobei remembers that when he went home last year, several high-rise buildings had been erected in the county, and this would not be the appearance of a modern small town in 2016!

It was just dawn, but there were already quite a few people on the street, but what the hell were the villagers wearing when they came and went? Army coats, dogskin jackets, and Lei Feng hats...... The whole style of the sixties and seventies of the last century is blowing in the face, whether the familiar country sounds in the ears are bargaining, and they say hello to each other loudly. Yang Xiaobei thought it was another absurd dream.

But this dream is so real, an aunt who passed by her, looked at her with surprised eyes, and said loudly to her companion as she walked: "What is this girl wearing? There are also people who are in a hurry to carry nets and buy some goods on the street stalls, everyone seems to be in a hurry, and no one has time to pay attention to this stupid little woman standing in the middle of the road.

Follow the normal point in time. It was already the morning of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve. Most places in the land of Shenzhou are different from the customs of my hometown, and the New Year is not a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, but a "New Year's breakfast". The emphasis is on the earlier the better, who celebrates the New Year first, which means that it is in front of other families and the New Year first. So the morning of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve is indeed the busiest time for everyone - and rush back to cook the New Year's dinner! Therefore, everything seems so reasonable, Yang Xiaobei feels this strange sense of disobedience - it seems that only she is the wrong existence, the ancestor is above, what realm did she wear from that fog!