I don't know how long it took, the flame in the wine urn finally slowly extinguished, Wu Xi pushed away Wu You, who was trembling, and after she calmed down, she asked softly: "Okay, can you tell me now how you summoned your father's soul back?" ”

"Why do you ask this?" Wu You raised his head and asked her. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I've seen the resentful spirit ask for his life, but your father, his power is abnormal......"

Before she could finish her sentence, she heard the sound of scraping in the large wine urn buried deep in the ground, as if someone was crawling out.

"Daddy." Wu You snorted lightly and rushed towards the mouth of the urn, but was dragged by Wu Xi. "That's not your dad."

Wu You looked in the direction of Wu Xi's finger, but saw several pairs of pale hands at the mouth of the urn. At this time, they were vigorously picking at the dirt and climbing up, little by little, slowly revealing their snow-white faces. Their necks are so thin that they can't support their huge heads. The face was as white as tiles, and there was no anger at all. The mouth was as if it had been pointed out of cinnabar, small, bright red. They shook their heads and looked at the panicked duo in front of them, and suddenly, they grinned.

"What is this?" Wu You grabbed Wu Xi's arm.

"That's what you summoned."

"What about my dad?"

Wu Xi didn't have time to answer this question, because in the blink of an eye, those people in the urn had already come to a place less than five meters away from them, their sleeves flicked one by one, and the soles of their feet walked towards them like a wind. Wu Xi suddenly blocked in front of Wu You, picked up the horn and stabbed at those people. Everywhere the horns went, there was a sound of porcelain being broken, and it turned out that these people were actually fired porcelain people.

The man in the lead was hit by the horns and turned into fragments, and the porcelain figures behind seemed to be frightened by the power of the horns, and they were hesitating for a moment to step forward. Wu Xi seized this opportunity and pulled Wu You, who was already stunned, into the fog, and ran forward without looking back.

The two ran for an unknown amount of time, until the flat ground was replaced by crops more than half a man high, and then they stopped clutching their chests and sat down on the ground to rest.

"Don't you want to talk about it now?" Wu Xi asked Wu You beside him sharply while panting.

Wu You folded an ear of wheat and held it in his hand, staring down, as if he was talking to Wu Xi and muttering to himself.

When I was very young, my mother was gone, and my father pulled me up alone. Although I lived a poor life, my father loved me very much, and he would meet my requirements for everything he could. And I didn't live up to his hopes, and the results have been very good. In his sophomore year of high school, my father received an invitation from a friend from afar to help him in his factory for a year. Although my father was reluctant to part with me, he still happily decided to go. Because I was about to go to university, and his current meager salary could not cover my tuition and living expenses, he let me stay at my aunt's house and come to work alone in that strange city.

One day, half a year later, I received a call from my father, who said that his friend had given him a few days off and was ready to come back to see me. I was so excited to receive this call that I sat at the door of my aunt's house early in the morning, hoping that he would come back to me as soon as possible. But that day, I waited until the early hours of the morning and didn't wait for him.

I called my father's friend in a hurry, and he was also anxious when he heard it, because he was the one who personally sent my father to the bus home, and he should have arrived home by this time. So we called the police, who found the driver of the bus on duty. According to the driver, their bus broke down in the middle of the road, and he had no choice but to let all the passengers get off, and he called the company to urgently transfer another car. He remembered my dad when he got out of the car, but he didn't know if my dad wasn't there when he got on the bus.

So the police retrieved the surveillance video and found that my dad did leave while waiting for the second car, and I thought that maybe he went to buy food or find a convenient place. The surveillance captured him last at an intersection, and he was never seen again.

Next to this intersection is a small village, Sangui Village. The police came here several times to investigate, but each time to no avail, the people in the village said that they had never seen my father, and the police had searched the whole village and found no clues.

My dad just disappeared.

In the years that followed, I lived like a walking corpse, and although I went to college with my aunt's sponsorship, I never had a moment of relaxation, and I went to the police station almost once a month to inquire about the progress of the case, but as time passed, the police gradually slackened and gave up looking for my father. But even if the whole world gives up, I can't give up, he is my dependent father, the most important person in my life.

I don't know why, I always vaguely feel that Sangui Village and my father's disappearance are inseparable. Back then, Dad had obviously been here, but why did these villagers say they hadn't seen him? And according to the uncle, my father has half a year's salary on him, so could it be that someone is interested in getting rich? So, a few months ago, I applied to the school to teach in a primary school here. However, on the train from school, I met a man.

"What kind of people?" Wu Xi stared intently at Wu You's eyes and asked her.

"It's a strange man, it's strange, when you ask me that, I remember that I never seem to remember him."

"What did he say to you?"

On the train that day, I was looking out the window with a lot of heart. Suddenly, a man sat down in the seat opposite me, and I didn't care about it, but he said to me as if he were nothing: "Drifting away like an old dream, the old person has become a passerby." I was shocked and hurriedly asked him what he meant. But he said to me, "The man is gone, so why should you be too persistent. ”

This sentence angered me all of a sudden, to be honest, although I have always felt in my heart that my father's survival is very small, but in this life, if there is no hope to support, I can't continue to move forward at all, so when he mercilessly knocked over my own only remaining hope, my first reaction was anger.

"Full of nonsense, the police haven't closed the case, what are you talking nonsense here?" I looked at him angrily.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask him yourself." He looked at me and smiled contemptuously.

"What do you mean, you don't mean he's ......"

A little man made of yellow paper suddenly appeared in his hand, "At three o'clock tonight, burn this in the open space five miles east of Sangui Village." When the time comes, all the mysteries in your mind will be solved. ”

I took the paper figure in disbelief, and was about to ask him again how he knew about my father, but found that the seat opposite was empty. If it weren't for the paper figure still in my hand, I would almost have thought that what had just happened was just a dream.