When I arrived at the Great Tomb, I saw the brush and the red lid that had been placed on the ground with the visor the other day, and it was parked there.

Because there is water, needless to say, it can only "whine" a few times.

"Here you go. ”

His voice appeared, but now the old man could not see.

He didn't say anything, and continued: "Let's go, three steps, first put your grandmother's head on the ground. ”

"Hmm. ”

According to him, one end is on the ground.

"There was a fire behind the dead tree, and the red lid was thrown under the ground," he continued.

I'm still doing this, looking for matches behind trees and burning red lids in the ground.

"Put the wolf's horn pen on the ground, dip it in your own blood, and write on the dead tree I see. ”

I wrote in blood, bowed my head, and there were no wounds and no bleeding on my body. There are no sharp edges. There really wasn't a way, so I went to find a sharp stone and reached out and scratched it.

Self-harm, these things, require courage.

It was hard to find blood, so I started writing as he said.

"Okay, I'm Chen Ping'an, choose an auspicious day and marry someone from the Yellow River!"

The language is special, but the only information I know about the meaning of writing a wedding letter is the Huanghe surname. I've never heard of that last name.

Sun Xiaozi's pen is really special. It is written on a tree with blood. It's clear.

After that, the last good sentence: adult couples, life sharing.

Half of my writing has stopped, and here the ambiguous inquiry is shared by life expectancy.

He seemed to know my doubts, explaining, "I married you, but it's because it's good for us." Once we get married, our life together is a little longer and I can get out of here. ”

"Why, you don't want to?"

I didn't expect this peak season to be a little scruples, but I didn't think too much about things like this and wrote a lot about the big ones.

After that, the pen was thrown to the ground, saying it was broken, and it is not known why.

Then he said to me, "Before it brightens, the blood on your grandmother's head has been stained." With your abilities, you can dig the land, dig the land with the tools at your side, and get married politely. ”

People are not uncommon here, and even this area has become unusual to use blood.

Grandma's death seems to be just that.

I was going to go behind the dead tree and pick up the rusty shovel.

Now he wants me to dig the ground and salute with him so we can see where he is sacred.

My heart must be curious to wear it. As I moved my grandmother's head to the side, I took a look at the bloody ground and opened it with a shovel.

If you look at the ground, it's easy to dig a big hole.

I had a shovel in my hand and waved it loudly. The corners of the silk do not feel hard. It's like the dirt on the ground is just scattered sand.

Soon, a coffin was dug up in the ground.

The surface of the coffin is muddy and yellow, like the bark of a tree, unlike the coffin made by the coffin maker on a working day.

I thought to myself that my daughter-in-law should be here.

Curiosity prompted me to quickly clean up the entire picture of the coffin and expose it completely. When I saw the coffin in its entirety, I was shocked.

This "coffin" is not a coffin, but a root.

The roots of the dead tree next to it converged in a place beneath it. The coil is wound in one place. There is no gap between each root. The whole landscape is the same as the coffin.

At first, I didn't think it was the root of a tree.

I slowed down for a moment and began to look for the source of the paradox, but I didn't see the problem.

At this time, there is a familiar voice.

"In front of you is a coffin, which I have lived in for many years. Now this thousand-year-old log is dead, and you can't take me anymore. That's one of the reasons I promised your grandmother. ”

I knew in my heart that he could have promised such beauty and purpose. While he helped me, he helped himself.

There's nothing wrong with that, though. Let's not ruin it for ourselves.

"Now, you go to the old dead tree. You turn three times, then you turn three times. You read the song in your mouth: golden wood, silver wood, expressions on the ground. The old shade tree listened to my language and let go of its hand. Open your mouth. I'm going to take your life. ”

I have Yellow River water in my mouth. Where am I singing on New Year's Day? But the man didn't say a word. It refers to my mouth.

"I know you have Yellow River water in your mouth. Needless to say, the sound here can't be stopped. Don't be like that, today is not the time for you to wear it. ”

Then I started walking around the dead tree.

Three circles and three circles, the sound here is not to say a word, but the tone of that sentence that I am expressing.

When completed, the roots were wrapped in a "coffin" and even separated, revealing a notch, that is, the coffin had lied.

I ran over and stared inside with wide eyes.

I really want to see what kind of person my daughter-in-law really is.

Is it human?

Or a ghost?

Or is it a monster?

At first glance, I couldn't see what he was really like.

Because inside the coffin it is better to wear a red cloth, red cloth, red cloth, there is no pattern on it.

"Come in. ”

The voice came from under the cloth.

"Huh?" I replied skeptically.

He also explained: "You have to be polite, married, I have a special identity, politeness is even more special, you have to walk into this coffin." ”

People are not afraid of the presence of the river god, my little man, who really has any of my thoughts, will not suffer so much trouble.

I also had a man who jumped down when he said it and didn't think about anything.

"Lie down," he said.

I lay down on the red cloth again.

When I rolled down, I generally felt something under the red cloth, it was very soft, like a person, like my daughter-in-law, and I was not as scared as I imagined.

As soon as I rolled down, the coffin formed by the roots of the tree gathered again and sealed me here.

I'm scared. I'm going to get up. Don't let him stop.

"Don't be afraid. You have to stay here for a day before getting married. Never mind. ”

With these words, my heart will be put down.

Soon, the roots of the tree returned to their original state. I'm completely wrapped up here, but I can't imagine a closed darkness.

I don't know what's so strange about the roots? They emit a bright light, like the incandescent lamps used in the house, black and yellow.

There is no imaginary crowd inside, the air circulation is good, the space is not small, and it is also warm, not cold, but happy.

"This red cloth was given by your grandmother two days ago, or is it my red hat head, if you really want to marry me, let me raise my red hat head. ”

I was shocked and glanced at the huge red cloth. I've never seen such a strange red hat.

He was stunned for a moment, then reached out and slowly lifted him up.

When the red cloth was lifted, I was still holding on to the wood, trembling violently with my cloth hand. When I looked at the person under the cloth, my eyes showed.

A very beautiful person.

The arrogant face can't pick out the shortcomings of talents, just like the general point below, like black hair can stretch up to the waist and scatter it under the body at will, Goldman Sachs is coquettish, everything is based on gold, and you can't find a job to sleep. Such people are not born ordinary people.

On top of that, I still feel shaky. The people in front of me who have no clothes are so beautiful.

When I was eighteen years old, I was so excited, I was completely captivated by what I saw.

Don't let go of any details, don't blink your eyes, for fear that such beauty will suddenly disappear and you will never see it again.

(End of chapter)