Jiang Yu really didn't expect Wen Fuyao's house to be so far, and took a forty-minute bus from the city to Jiufeng Mountain, and then began to climb over the mountains.

The mountain road is dangerous, and Jiang Yu, who is used to walking the mountains, feels tired.

Wen Fuyao's hometown was too far away, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a deep mountain and old forest, so he set off in the morning and arrived at Yulong Village until late at night.

More than ten years ago, Yulong Village still had a population of more than 100 people, and with the development of the country's economy, more and more young people have walked out of the mountains, and those who stayed behind were basically some old people.

On the steep mountainside, more than 30 houses are scattered and built, all of which are wooden structures and full of traces of time.

Most of these houses have been vacant for a long time and are in a dilapidated state.

At two o'clock in the dust, there were a few roars of wild beasts in the mountains from time to time, and the people in the mountains rested early at night, and Jiang Yu couldn't see the slightest light.

It is impossible for him to knock on the door in the middle of the night to find Wen Fuyao's relatives, so he can only find an idle house to rest for a while, and wait until dawn tomorrow to find someone.

There were quite a few planks in the house, and he wiped them down a little, and rested for a few hours.

When the first rays of dawn shine into the mountains, accompanied by a few barking dogs, a curling smoke rises from someone's house.

The mountain people go to bed early, and naturally they get up early.

The air in the mountains was clear, Jiang Yu stretched his waist, walked out of the dilapidated house, and walked away in search of the cooking smoke.

It was an old wooden house, and a hunchbacked old man with a ravine-faced face sat in front of the hall smoking a dry cigarette, his skin almost shiny black.

There is a gray-haired old woman in the kitchen who is busy, and the old man is pulling dry tobacco, occasionally urging a few times to eat, is it ready?

The days are so calm and uneventful.

The mountain people who stayed behind seem to have been forgotten by the world, and those who have families can only have a meal with their families during the Chinese New Year, and those who do not have families may not be able to say a word to outsiders for several years or decades.

The old man's eyes were very bright, and he saw Jiang Yu from afar, and immediately got up and looked at Jiang Yu.

It's rare for an outsider to come to the village.

"Hello uncle."

Jiang Yu politely said hello.

The uncle asked in a vicissitudes of life: "Young man, what are you doing here?" ”

"Find someone."

"Looking for whom?"

"Wen Fuyao's relatives, do you know uncle?"

"Wen Fuyao?"

It seems that this name has been a long time ago, and the uncle thought for a long time before he said, "You are here to find Wen Shusheng, right?" ”

Jiang Yu thought that Wen Shusheng was probably Wen Fuyao's relative, so he nodded: "Does Uncle know where he is?" ”

The uncle didn't speak, turned around and entered the hall, and then came out with a bamboo basket, covered with a black cloth, and I don't know what it contained.

"Follow me."

Although the old man was old, he was in good health, and he walked on the mountain road, and he shouted to the kitchen: "Old woman, I will go out." ”

"It's almost time to eat, where are you going?"

"Find Lao Wen!"

The busy old woman in the kitchen was slightly stunned, and then said in pieces: "The old man is crazy early in the morning, Lao Wen has been dead for several years." ”

Jiang Yu didn't know that Wen Shusheng was dead, and he didn't understand until the old man took him to a grave and he saw the tombstone.

The old man put down the bamboo basket and lifted the black cloth, which was filled with fragrant wax money paper.

"Lao Wen has been dead for so many years, and someone finally came to see him."

He lit two candles, then gave Jiang Yu a look and motioned for him to burn paper money.

Jiang Yu was a little confused, he traveled a long way to find Yulong Village, but this is the result?

But he came here, and the old man specially prepared money paper for him, and he couldn't turn around and leave.

The right is to do a filial piety for his fiancée who has never met.

When burning paper money, the old man asked, "Young man, who are you Lao Wen?" ”

Jiang Yu shook his head: "Actually, I have nothing to do with him. ”

"It's okay that you came to him over the mountains?"

"Uncle, in fact, I wanted to find Wen Fuyao, I heard from a friend that Wen Fuyao had a relative in his hometown, so I came to find it, but I didn't expect it to ......"

"Wen Fuyao, is it the little girl who used to tie two ponytails before?"

"Yes, yes. Do you know where they moved? ”

"Where else can I move, in the city, the young people in the village have gone to the city."

There are countless large and small cities in the world, and the old man said the same as if he didn't say it.

The old man said to himself: "The last time I saw that girl, it was a few years ago, oh yes, I saw it once the year Lao Wen died, it was really a female college eighteen changes, and she was handsome." ”

Jiang Yu hurriedly asked, "Uncle, since you saw her a few years ago, do you know which city they moved to?" ”

"Just outside the mountain, in Tianyun City, after their family moved away, it can be regarded as whether Jitai came, you don't know, the Wen family used to be almost the poorest here."

The old man didn't seem to have spoken to outsiders for a long time, and he couldn't hold it as soon as he opened it.

"Lao Wen has a nephew, named Wen Qiyun, who has been weak and sickly since he was a child, and when he was twenty years old, he finally took a daughter-in-law and gave birth to a daughter, but his body is about to die, and I don't know if the Wen family ancestor has accumulated virtue or what, when his daughter was five years old, a miracle doctor came to the village, and he brought a little boy."

Jiang Yuxin said that the little boy is standing in front of you now, but he was off the stage at that time and forgot nothing.

The old man continued: "The medical skills of that miracle doctor are really amazing, and he cured Wen Qiyun's illness by taking medicine in three or five years, and pulled him back from the ghost gate. ”

"Wen Qiyun is so grateful, he promised his daughter to the apprentice of the divine doctor at that time, and we were all present at that time...... You don't know the scene, Wen Qiyun knelt in front of the divine doctor, and he didn't stand up until he drew up the marriage letter. ”

"Later, Wen Qiyun recovered from his illness, so he took his family to work in the city, and he often came back in the first few years, and every time he came back, it changed a lot, I heard Lao Wen say that he started a business in the city and could earn a lot of money every year."

"When the young people in the village saw it, they also ran to the city, but there are few who can mix like Wen Qiyun, in my opinion, it should be that old doctor who helped the Wen family's ancestral tomb change feng shui, otherwise Wen Qiyun would not have developed so quickly."

The old man has also studied feng shui, although Jiang Yu mainly focuses on Qi Huang Shu, but he has also studied feng shui, but he is not as powerful as the old man.

"Uncle, can you take me to see the ancestral grave of the Wen family?"

Jiang Yu was interested, and he also wanted to see how the old man helped the Wen family back then.

"You come with me."

After walking about two miles along the mountain road, Jiang Yu saw the ancestral tomb of the Wen family.

It is an atmospheric ancient tomb, and the two stone lions in front of the tomb are lifelike.

Jiang Yu observes the terrain, the green shade behind the tomb is like a white tiger descending, the front glance can see the foot of the mountain, the Ming Hall is open. There is a river running around the famous hall at the foot of the mountain, which is a treasure of feng shui!