Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Dancer

Yingzi can't do this, Sasa is her own child after all, how can she bear to send her child to death? However, this is Liu's meaning, and it cannot be disobeyed, otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable. Liu has a relative who is a big official in the county town, and Liu is annoyed, she may not be able to stay in Stone Village anymore, and even take her life. She is not afraid of death. However, she can't affect her own children, and she can't watch her children be killed.

That's all she can do. After sending Sasa into the Ghost Valley, perhaps, something may not necessarily happen, and not everyone who enters the Ghost Valley will have an accident.

So, that night, Liu and Yingzi quietly got Sasa into a small boat, and in the faint moonlight, rowed towards the Ghost Valley.

When they arrived at the valley of the ghosts, they threw Sasa there, and then, rowing a small boat, went down the water, and came back as fast as they could.

Saza cried out loudly to come back with them, but the people would not listen. Saza had no choice but to run back like crazy alone. He didn't want to die, he had to live, live well. So, he could only keep running, chasing the little boat, chasing the little moon in the sky. However, the boat could not catch up, the current was too fast, and it went far in the blink of an eye. He could only catch up with a bleak moon hanging in the sky. When he was tired, he sat under the moon, accompanied by a big tree, in the cry of a small insect, and he didn't know what to do.

At this time, he found that under the old tree planted by Qin Shi Huang, a group of people were laughing loudly and incessantly, and the laughter kept drifting with the wind, floating in the night sky, and all of a sudden, they did not know where they had gone.

Under that old tree, the lights were bright, and I don't know how many people were dancing there, and I don't know how many people were singing. The sound of singing and laughter drifted with the wind, drifted into the valley of ghosts, and flew from the depths of the valley to the moon.

Sasa sat there, watching without stopping, and felt a little happiness in his heart, but this happiness was faint and tasteless. However, with the company of these people, there is no fear when you stay alone in the Ghost Valley. No, at this time, he was quite happy, and almost with those people, he also began to sing and dance.

He sat and watched everything under the old tree, and thought to himself, I wonder if I can go to that place and join in the fun, anyway, at this time, people don't like him anymore, it is better to go there and have a look, and it is better to pass the night.

The place seemed quite far away, as far away as the horizon, but as I walked, I found that the place was not far away, and it seemed to be right in front of my eyes. Sazah was really happy. Thinking so, he came to the foot of the mountain, and climbed up a small mountain road. In the faint moonlight, the mountain road looked a little strange, but it was quite comfortable to walk on.

When he was tired, he sat on a stone on the side of the road to rest, looked down, and found that the ghost valley was already far away from him, so he didn't have to be so afraid. When he looked up again, he felt that the people were above his head, and the singing was even louder, as if it were right in front of him.

At this time, how beautiful, how pleasant. Sazza almost wanted to sing a little song again, but, in such a wonderful night, he was afraid to break it all, so he did not do so, but remained there speechlessly, quietly enjoying all that God had given him.

At this time, in the depths of the ghost valley, for some reason, someone kept crying, and the cry came with the wind, floating on the mountain, and for a time, I don't know where I died.

At the same time, in the valley of ghosts, he could hear the laughter of a man, which fluttered in the wind, and after a while, it was gone again, and only the beautiful song of the people on the top of the mountain could be heard in the bleak moonlight.