Before Lin Na and Zhao Shiqing's burning, the grass was barren and leafy, and it grew very luxuriantly.

Zhao Tianxi came to the grave with his things, and his tears couldn't stop falling.

When I thought of the glorious times in the past, I came to burn paper for my father and went to the grave where is the current situation, I hugged back and forth, and someone held the things, and I knelt in front of my father and kowtowed a few times.

Now he was the only one in the barren grass.

In the past, the sacrifices brought to my father were all wine for a dollar on the mountain, and the food was extremely luxurious and exquisite, but now, Zhao Tianxi looked at the two packets of biscuits, a piece of pig's head meat, and a bottle of liquor for five yuan in his hand, and felt sad in his heart.

Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, this sentence is true and true, and now that it has fallen into this field, it is useless to think about anything else.

lit incense, knelt on the grave and kowtowed, a stomach full of grievances like a fish in the throat, chattering while burning paper while complaining to his parents.

Since Dong Gua discovered Zhao Tianxi that time, he has been looking for his whereabouts everywhere, but Beihai City has searched all over and has not found Zhao Tianxi's whereabouts.

Seeing that the time has reached the seventh month of the lunar calendar, the winter melon is very anxious.

Thinking that he couldn't wait indefinitely, if Zhao Tianxi really couldn't find it, he should go out and find a job first.

When I came to the street, the winter melon was aimless, and his eyes stayed on the recruitment advertisement posted at the door of the store.

But it was almost noon, and there was no job that made him feel suitable.

Look at the sun hanging overhead, the winter melon scolded himself in his heart, why did he not do a good job at the beginning, he had to listen to others, and now he has fallen into such a situation, and he also found it himself.

I was about to find a small restaurant to eat something, and when I passed by the door of a small supermarket, I saw many people buying incense, candles, and paper horses.

Suddenly, I remembered that it was already the seventh month of the lunar calendar.

The month of July is called Halloween, and legend has it that the underworld will give all the ghosts a holiday in this month to let them go back to their homes to see their relatives, and the living will also send money and tribute to their dead relatives in this month, which is considered to be their remembrance.

Winter melon was moved, and said in his heart, although Zhao Tianxi was dead, but this news was still filial piety, I don't know if he can go to his parents' burning paper.

As soon as this thought of winter melon came out, the feeling of hunger just now disappeared all of a sudden.

Went straight to Linna's grave.

Although I haven't been there before, I heard the big guy talk about it, because everyone said how righteous Mao Eighteen was, and after Lin Na died, Lin Na and Zhao Shiqing were buried together.

I heard that something happened on the day of the burial. Those who have noses and eyes are said.

But the winter melon is somewhat unconvinced, because he is an atheist.

Winter melon took a car directly and went to Linna's grave.

Getting out of the car from a distance, the winter melon burrowed into the woods.

The road was not good, and the woods were weeds reborn. Although it was close to noon, it felt a little eerie.

The silence in the woods is a little scary, although the winter melon has experienced wilderness survival training in the army, but it is the first time for such a thing.

According to the approximate orientation remaining in the memory, the winter melon walked forward one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Ten minutes later, Donggua suddenly heard the whimpering cry of a person not far away.

That cry sounded very depressing, and I just thought that someone was covering their mouth with their hands and crying again.

The winter melon carefully identified the direction, and saw a light blue smoke rising not far away, and the cry came from that side.

The winter melon felt a chill behind him, and tiptoed forward. Finally, I saw clearly, a man kneeling in front of a grave.

Dressed in gray clothes, covered in dirt and stained with sweat. This is the person who is crying.

There is a tombstone in front of the grave, which is a marble tombstone with a name written on it, when the words Zhao Shiqing came into view, Donggua understood, the person kneeling on the side and crying must be Zhao Tianxi.

Winter melon was happy in his heart, and said in his heart, bastard, I really let me meet it, it seems that I can finally raise my head in front of Mao Eighteen.

Zhao Tianxi. Winter melon shouted in the back.

Ah, Zhao Tianxi heard someone call him, and reflexively agreed.

As soon as the words came out, Zhao Tianxi regretted it. When he turned around, he saw a man behind him.

Zhao Tianxi just wanted to stand up and run, but he was kicked on the ass by the winter melon and rolled out a long way.

Winter melon glanced at Zhao Tianxi and said, Bastard, Lao Tzu has been looking for you for so long, and today I finally met you. Are you going to let me do it, or are you doing it yourself.

Zhao Tianxi looked at the winter melon with his eyes, and his body retreated little by little.

Who are you and why are you haunting me? Zhao Tianxi asked the winter melon.

It's nothing, everyone like you will kill you if they see it, and I am no exception, today is your good day.

Zhao Tianxi jumped up and pounced directly on the winter melon, fighting fiercely, his eyes were fierce, which also frightened the winter melon.

Although Zhao Tianxi doesn't know kung fu, he is working hard for his own life, but winter melon is different, and the two of them have different intentions. Therefore, although the winter melon kung fu is good, it loses a little bit in momentum.

The winter melon was bitten hard by Zhao Tianxi.

The winter melon shook his body desperately, and Zhao Tianxi was thrown away, but a piece of the flesh on his arm fell off, and he was drenched in blood.

A heart-piercing pain. The winter melon was so angry that he wanted to die, Zhao Tianxi, a bastard, was actually a dog, and he still fucking bites.

At the moment when the winter melon hesitated, Zhao Tianxi had already run away.

Where is the winter melon willing to give up this rare opportunity and chase it directly from behind.

At this time, another person came to the path of the cemetery, wearing a plain white dress and holding flowers in his hand, and was coming to Zhao Tianxi's side.

Because Zhao Tianxi ran in a hurry, the two almost collided together.

When he looked up, Zhao Tianxi realized that it was actually Hou Ting.

Today is the day of the sacrifice, and Hou Ting also knows that for Lin Na and Zhao Tianxi, Hou Ting always has an indescribable guilt in her heart.

After hesitating for a long time, Hou Ting still bought some things and inquired and came to the cemetery.

Unexpectedly, before I saw Lin Na's cemetery, I collided with a person.

The things in Hou Ting's hand were scattered all over the ground, and there were two deep scars on the face of the person in front of her, and the skin was already tangled together because of the scars, and he looked a little scary.

He has a scruffy beard, long hair, and dark skin, like a worker working on a construction site.

Hou Ting stood there stunned, at this time, the winter melon had already chased after him, shouting, Hou Ting, get out of the way, he is Zhao Tianxi, he wants to kill you.