Rong Shisan thought that Bai Suhe was disgusted with the simplicity of this village, so he said a few words of relief, spread a few newspapers on the ground at random, and lay down to continue his sleep.

Lan Zui and Bai So-ha slept on a wooden bed in the middle room. Didn't recover and walked for more than four hours, Lan was drunk and fell asleep quickly, Bai Suhe didn't know whether to recognize the bed or think that the bed was hard and panicked, he slept and slept, but he was dazed and couldn't sleep.

"Sister, I haven't seen you for a long time." The tone of the faint and resentful voice is very good, and it can't help but make people pity. Bai Suhe felt that he was sitting on a collapse, looking sideways at the person opposite, and he couldn't see clearly.

"Is my sister okay outside? My sister always remembers her sister and often dreams about what happened when we were young. The other side continued, clearly missing, partial, unspeakable grievances, Bai Suhe obviously felt that her heart and liver were faintly painful.

"You...... Cleared. Bai Suhe seemed to be involuntarily, and this sentence came out of her mouth, but her voice was different from her.

There has been no response from the other side, Bai Suhe didn't have any reason to panic, and hurriedly stood up to poke out the foggy person in front of him, and the fog suddenly dispersed when he touched his hand.

Bai Suhe woke up suddenly, the light outside the window had faintly grayed, Lan Zui was sitting in front of the window, holding a book and borrowing the light to look at it, when he heard the sound, he raised his head and said to Bai Suhe: "Bai Beauty, are you willing to wake up?" Muttering sleep talk next to my pillow, I didn't expect you to have a problem with sleep talking. ”

Lack of sleep, the blood vessels on both sides of Bai Suhe's temples were bulging and painful, and Bai Suhe reached out and pressed his temples and ignored Lan Zui. After a long time, Bai Suhe was better, and seeing that Lan Zui was still looking through the book-like things, he frowned and said, "What are you looking at?" ”

"Turned out from under the pillow, old thing." Lan Zui closed the booklet and shook it at Bai Suhe: "Do you know this word?" Look like a ghost drawing. ”

There are three words written on the surface of the booklet, non-grass and non-line, non-seal and non-Kai, and the strokes are complicated, and Bai Suhe can't tell what the words are after looking at them for a long time.

"Handwritten book, silk. The silk was yellowed and crumpled and broken, this zither was really bad, and it was pressed under the pillow like this. "The booklet is of good material, comparable to the painting she brought out of the tomb of the Duchess of Qin, but the words on it are not handiwork. Even if Lan Zui couldn't read the words, he could still distinguish the handwriting of a woman, the font was more than delicate, the wrist strength was insufficient, and the whirling was muddy and watery. It looks like a notebook or something. Meng Zheng hid things under her pillow, which was obviously very important to her.

At this moment, there was no knock on the wooden door, and someone pushed it open. Meng Zheng beckoned: "Eat! His eyes swept to the booklet in Lan Zui's hand, and his smile immediately changed to a nervous look, and he rushed over and snatched it from Lan Zui's hand.

"Uh...... I found it under your pillow. "It's rude to turn over the master's things without the master's permission, Lan Zui sneered, watching Meng Zheng carefully smooth the booklet, just like the heart and liver baby.

"Mengzheng, what is this? Why can't I read any of the words written on it? In the end, curiosity overcame shame, and the blue drunk and cheeky continued to pester.

"Daddy left it to you." Meng Zheng was still heartbroken: "I understand a little karma, my father has taught me." ”

Hearing that it was a relic of his parents, Lan Zui didn't want to ask in detail, so he simply changed the topic along the zither: "Didn't you say eating?" Let's go, we're all starving. ”

Meng Zheng also came over with two sets of clothes borrowed from others, Lan Zui and Bai Suhe changed into them, Lan Zui was okay, Bai Suhe was tall, and her clothes and pants were shorter. This was originally quite ridiculous, but Bai Suhe had an arrogant temperament, and he wore the homespun clothes in the countryside with another taste, and then freshened them again, and when Bai Suhe went out, Meng Zheng's eyes lit up, and he was stunned.

Although Lan Zui is also beautiful, she is the kind of smart and delicate beauty, unlike Bai Suhe, who can use her height to calm the field. So no matter what kind of face Bai Suhe put on this time, Meng Zheng kept following her and peeking at her, which made Bai Suhe's face even colder.

The people who would have been cultivating the land outside had returned, and most of their children had run away, and they had heard a lot about the outside, so they were not hostile to the arrival of the three. The people in the mountains were simple and welcoming, and this meal was done at the village chief's house, and everyone in the village participated, including three people, a total of fifteen. Newly killed two local chickens, boiled mountain mushrooms and wild vegetables in the pot, and the fire was full of fragrance. From time to time, Lan Zui and Rong 13 told the villagers some interesting things outside, and Meng Zheng translated them into the language of their village, and the meal was very harmonious.

If you want to say that the only thing that is not harmonious, it is only Bai Suhe, who hurriedly picked up two bowls of rice and left the house. It would be completely dark, and the village would be completely dark, except for the occasional laughter from the room behind her. Bai Suhe sat on a bench outside the house, looking at the distant mountains in a daze as they became darker and darker in the night.

Who is the man in the dream?

Chen Yifei woke up in a daze once in the evening, fed some chicken soup and fainted again, no big deal. After eating and drinking, the three of them didn't worry about it and continued to sleep well. This night, Bai Suhe had no dreams all night, and slept until the sun passed the waist the next day.

Rong Shisan and Lan Zui got up early, and the two of them walked around the village for a long time without seeing any ruins of the sacrificial temple, it seems that they have long been destroyed by time and there are no slags left. Later, I ran in and out of those houses, but I still didn't see anything good, probably some things of the age were taken out by the juniors to exchange money. The two were extremely disappointed, and when Bai Suhe got up, the three of them immediately said goodbye to Meng Zheng and set off for the neighboring village.

Today, someone in the village happened to go to the next village to get something, and the three of them and Chen Yifei had to take a ride. The mule cart departed from Mengjia Village and took another four hours to get to the next village. The village next door is much more modern than Mengjia Village, and the government has connected electricity and built a village road. The mobile phone signal in the village is still intermittent, but the wired phone is available. The three of them settled in the only self-built inn in the village, and soon got in touch with Rong Guy.

This village is not particularly far from Baiyun City, but Baiyun City has only been developed, and this is a deep mountainous and hilly area, the development speed is slow, and many surrounding villages and towns are under slow construction. A few of them went into the water from that national highway, went around the tomb of Jun Yihuang, and did not know how far they walked in the belly of the mountain, and turned into the most remote deep mountains, only to experience the life of a wilderness without modern tools.

Rong guy Ji is a person who came to pick him up in an off-road car, which is really eye-catching in this village. Rong 13 told the guy to come over with money on the phone, took two stacks and privately stuffed them to the villagers who sent them out to the Meng family and asked him to bring them back to the village. The villagers had never seen so much money in their lives, and they were stupid. Until Rong 13 and a few of them got into the car, the villager hadn't come back to his senses, muttering in his mouth, but no one could understand it.