Wang Chong was finally pierced by a golden light the moment Jiang Ge opened the box, and his distorted face disappeared into the void with the pleasure of relief.

Jiang Ge felt sorry for Wang Chong, and also had heartfelt blessings, and thanked Wang Chong for not embarrassing Jiang Ge, but trusting him, telling the whole story from beginning to end, willing to disappear from now on, and still worrying about his relatives at the last moment.

The space disappeared, Jiang Ge squatted on the road up the mountain, and the stones under his feet did not continue to loosen and collapse.

Jiang Ge looked at the items in the box, a milky white jade ring, a golden lotus seed, and a bowl of clear water.

Jiang Ge casually put the white jade ring on the middle finger of his left hand, put the golden lotus seeds close to his body, and then held the porcelain bowl to observe the water in the bowl, which looked clear and clean, and smelled without any taste.

Jiang Ge muttered to himself, if ordinary water should have evaporated, it would definitely not be ordinary water if it had been kept until now, but after a few years, this water is not rotten, smelly or dry, there must be something strange, and Jiang Ge didn't dare to drink it in one gulp.

Closing the box and putting the bowl on the box, Jiang Ge just looked at it, wondering if he should stretch out his fingers and taste the banana first?

If it's broken, or poison or something, a little bit shouldn't be a big problem, and no one can die.

What's more, it looks colorless and tasteless, no different from clear water.

After a quarter of an hour, Jiang Ge was a little annoyed that he had become so timid and forward-looking.

So, I didn't taste it anymore. Picked up the bowl and sniffed it, but still lightly tapped it with his tongue, tasted it carefully, and found that there was no discomfort, and drank it cleanly with a grunt.

Jiang Ge licked his lips with his tongue, carefully feeling the changes in his stomach, there was no movement at all, it was like drinking a bowl of water, sweet and refreshing.

Jiang Ge rubbed the white jade ring on his left hand for a while, and didn't find anything different, but it just happened to stay on the middle finger, and it was very good-looking, the texture was transparent, and the quality was better than the white jade ring Jiang Ge had ever seen, so it could only be used as an accessory for playing and watching.

As for the golden lotus seed, Jiang Ge observed it carefully for a while, but he didn't see the doorway, and he didn't know if it was a pure lotus seed or a real lotus seed with a layer of gold water on the surface.

It may also be a golden Buddha in a temple that falls out of the golden lotus, so I can't say what happened to him, so I will keep it for the time being, and show it to Ling'er's uncle after I go out, he doesn't have a living Buddha identity, and maybe it will be of some use to him.

After all the thoughts were completed, Jiang Ge looked up at the dark mountain, shook his head, felt sorry for himself, and continued to move forward, followed by Wang Chong's aunt, there may be some twists and turns.

Coming to the light gate at the third turn, Jiang Ge took a deep breath and stepped in with his legs raised.

The light curtain dissipates.

Jiang Ge's eyes lit up, and the scene in front of him was probably the home that Wang Chong had said before.

Four tents, a cattle and sheep pen, and in the middle of which is a long-extinguished bonfire.

It was pitch black all around, and there was no grass outside the scene, nor could you see the snow-capped mountains behind the cattle and sheepfolds.

It's deserted, and it's sad.

Jiang Ge raised his fists to protect himself, carefully observing the surroundings of the camp.

There was nothing around the four tents, no signs of activity.

There was nothing in the cattle and sheepfold, and the door was closed.

Jiang Ge, who was vigilant, quietly walked to the nearest tent door, gently opened the heavy curtain, and Jiang Ge carefully looked at the scene in the tent.

It's a little dim, but it's like lighting an oil lamp, and everything can be seen clearly.

The tent was the master's bedroom, with men and women's clothes hanging on the pillars and walls, the beds were neatly made, and the furniture was spotless, showing that the hostess had taken good care of it.

There was nothing suspicious, and I didn't see Wang Chong's aunt.

Jiang Ge continued to sneak to the second tent next to him, and quietly opened the door curtain, which was the children's bedroom, with clothes neatly hung, large and small riding boots neatly placed on the ground, as well as small wooden bows and arrows, small wooden horses, and small slingshots.

There is still nothing peculiar.

The third tent, slightly smaller, was the old man's tent, and everything was neat and meticulous.

Only the last tent remains, and the largest tent remains.

Jiang Ge held his breath, adjusted his posture, and scanned everything in the tent with his two eyes.

The tent for the reception is equipped with all kinds of living utensils, a stove in the middle, several tables, milk tea pots, teacups, wine glasses, dinner plates, meat cleavers, etc.

Jiang Ge retreated to the place where he had come from and quietly looked at the entire camp.

There's nothing wrong with it at all, it's just an empty camp.

I didn't see Wang Chong's aunt at all.

Jiang Ge was dumbfounded, thinking to himself how this is good, he has to find the right master, otherwise how can he get out?

Could it be that a fire burned?

Hey~

Makes sense.

Jiang Ge touched his chin and considered the feasibility of this method.

Before, the people who existed were destroyed and then they could come out, and the mountains and those dry bones still had Wang Zhong.

Although Wang Chong said that his aunt was a ghost, where there was a ghost, even Wang Chong's form could be seen, so that he wouldn't be unable to see his aunt.

If you just burn it all and there is nothing left, isn't it too much?

Jiang Ge thought about it for a long time, and found that it was much better to give it a try, at least than to be stupid and do nothing like this.

Maybe a fire can burn out the ghost of Wang Chong's aunt, Jiang Ge has never seen a ghost, and he has seen some ghosts and spirits in some folk books for so many years, but he has never really seen a ghost ghost, of course, today he opened his eyes, saw dry bones, skeletons of various colors, and saw a ghost with only one face left.

When Jiang Ge observed each tent before, he found that there were flints and velvet in the largest tent.

Jiang Ge walked into the tent along the road, carefully observed all the corners of the tent, and after finding nothing abnormal, Jiang Ge took the flint and velvet, walked to the bonfire in the middle of the door, and then moved some dry firewood and hay from the firewood pile next to the tent, piled it at the bonfire and lit it with flint, and gradually the flames jumped up, and the firewood burned very strongly, all of which were exactly the same as in normal days, no difference.

Jiang Ge picked up a burning firewood, the flames were very strong, Jiang Ge hesitated for a moment and lit the four tents in turn, and also lit the cattle and sheep pens.

After doing all this, Jiang Ge returned to the place where he came from and stood still, looking at the raging flames in front of him, the bigger and stronger the flames, the more unsteady Jiang Ge's heart became.

It's always a strange feeling, and it shouldn't be so simple.

The level of the mountain, Jiang Ge took a lot of effort to pass, and Wang Chong's level also went through some twists and turns, there is no reason why it is so simple to pass the level of Wang Chong's aunt, it doesn't make sense logically, it is impossible to be so simple.

Therefore, Jiang Ge looked at the flames jumping in front of him with a worried heart.

The fire burned for a long time, Jiang Ge, who was standing far away, stared intently, and didn't find anything wrong at all, but the fire was very according to Jiang Ge's expectations, there was no problem from beginning to end, and after an hour, everything was finally burned to ashes, and there was only a dark carbon ash left on the ground, and nothing else.

You've reached your goal, so why can't you leave?

Jiang Ge racked his brains to think about why.

Irrationality.

I couldn't see Wang Chong's aunt, and she burned everything but still didn't move.

There must have been something that hadn't been taken into account, or Jiang Ge had missed something.

After standing for too long and his legs were a little tired, Jiang Ge lowered his head, looked at the ground, moved his feet left and right, chose a relatively flat place, and sat down in a more comfortable position.

As soon as it was done, Jiang Ge clapped his hands and looked up at the front.

With a snort, Jiang Ge, who was sitting comfortably on the ground, jumped up like a spring.

How... What... Can... Yes...

The camp, which had just been burned to ashes, was restored to the way Jiang Ge first saw it.

In disbelief, Jiang Ge quickly ran to the camp and inspected each tent one by one, all the displays inside were exactly the same as when he first saw them.

Why is this so, a few blinks of an eye.

The camp, which had been burned for more than an hour, was changed again.

Is it a hallucination?

Unbelievable.

Jiang Ge felt extremely weird and incredible.

Back to the original point, Jiang Ge sat on the ground and looked at the scene in front of him, his brows furrowed even tighter.

Why?

Is the key issue missing?

Jiang Ge started to review again, again and again.

Finally, Jiang Ge slapped his forehead violently and suddenly realized.

With such a big fire, I didn't feel the temperature, and I ignored such an obvious problem, isn't it stupid?

Jiang Ge stood up, pacing back and forth, rubbing his palms together with his hands.

muttered: "If there is anything missing, there must still be it." ”

With a snap, Jiang Ge finally noticed that something was wrong.

The whole camp is so neat, neat and tidy without a hint of mess.

All the beds were neatly folded and placed at the head of the bed.

All the clothes were neatly hung on the wall.

All shoes have the same chance, even the spacing.

There are also those household utensils, all of which are placed in an extremely regular manner, and there will be no confusion.

But what does all this mean?

Wang Chong's aunt is here.

Everything is done by her, this is the obsession of ghosts.

Jiang Ge saw in a book about lonely souls and wild ghosts that those people will have obsessions in their hearts when they die, so they will not enter the underworld, and if the obsession does not dissipate, they will always stay in the yang world.

And these ghosts will repeat the most common things they did every day, for example, the ghost of the chaifu who chops wood still goes up the mountain every day to cut wood. People who like fishing will also appear in the same place every day after death. The girl who loves to be a girl will always embroider in the boudoir, and the woman who loves to do housework will keep tidying up everything in the house.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ge instantly sweated.

Just now, a fire burned down the woman's most obsessed home.

Will......

Jiang Ge didn't dare to continue thinking about going, so he could only convince himself that fortunately, Wang Chong's house had returned to its original state, and his aunt should not blame him.

Jiang Ge was stunned in his heart, and he kept observing the surroundings in fear.

Unconsciously, Jiang Ge found that the light in this space had dimmed, just like the sun was about to set, and it was evening.

Jiang Ge looked at the gray sky, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, if all the items were messed up for you, would Wang Chong's aunt appear to sort out the items?

Time was running out, Jiang Ge quickly got up, patted his buttocks, and rushed to each tent, throwing the bedding, clothes, shoes, supplies, and toys out, as if a thief had come to rob and rob the house.

The four tents were all messed up by Jiang Ge, Jiang Ge was like a naughty dog who was locked up at home by himself, and the destructive power was simply devastating.

After doing the bad thing, Jiang Ge quickly returned to the same place, clapped his hands and looked like he was done, and waited for Wang Chong's aunt to appear.

It's just that...

disappointed him again, not only did Wang Chong's aunt not appear, but when Jiang Ge looked up at the sky, the messy things that Jiang Ge threw outside disappeared.

Jiang Ge, who was a little angry, observed the four tents again, and the mess he made was exactly the same as when he first saw it, neat, clean and tidy.

Jiang Ge drooped his head, walked to the original point dejectedly, and was paralyzed on the ground.

Frustration, helplessness, depression and frustration.

There is no solution to the situation.

Jiang Ge held his head and fell into an extremely chaotic meditation.

Just when Jiang Ge was about to despair, the sky completely darkened.

The four tents were lit up like four lanterns covered in sheepskin.

Bang~

The bonfire was suddenly lit.

Startled, Jiang Ge looked up at the burning bonfire.

The firewood was just put up, because there were less than a dozen on the side of the firewood, and the height was different.

Immediately after that, the door of the cattle and sheepfold creaked open, and after a while it closed automatically.

The curtain of the largest tent was half-propped open and hung on hooks.

Everything in the tent is clearly visible.

There was the sound of a knife cutting vegetables and chopping meat on the board, Jiang Ge looked around, and a kitchen knife was doing the action of cutting meat in the air.

Then a copper kettle for making milk tea rested on the iron frame that had just been placed next to the campfire.

After a while, the sound of cutting meat disappeared.

An iron grill for barbecue meat was placed on the campfire.

Everything is in order, like any action that a person can do when he gets home.

Jiang Ge refused to let go of any detail, although he couldn't see Wang Chong's aunt, Jiang Ge could be sure that it was when it was dark, and Wang Chong's aunt was preparing dinner for the family.

After boiling milk tea, the meat is cut and ready to be roasted, and there is the crisp sound of vegetables being cut, and the sound of jars and jars.

The tables in front of each seat in the tent began to be arranged in turn.

Yourself in the rotating barbecue grill.

Jiang Ge didn't do anything, just watched all this quietly.

From the beginning of the busyness, to the final wash of the sound of shabu, and then everything goes back to the way it was before.

Firewood returned to its original quantity.

All the places that have been passed, there is not the slightest trace of movement.

It seems that Jiang Ge did not disturb Wang Chong's aunt.

It's just how to meet, which makes Jiang Ge difficult.

Before Jiang Ge fans knew it, it was dawn, as if a rooster crow sounded in Jiang Ge's ears.

Jiang Ge was shocked and looked in front of him.

The campfire was lit with a thud, and then .....

It was exactly the same as what Jiang Ge saw last night, it was exactly the same, it was completely repetitive.

Once or twice in a row, Jiang Ge sat far away, as a bystander.

After thinking about it countless times, Jiang Ge decided to take a closer look and wait until night to enter the tent.

Time passed, and the sky grew dark.

Jiang Ge adjusted his mentality and slowly walked into the largest tent, the sky was about to enter the night, and everything was about to start again.

Jiang Ge chose a position that he thought should be redone by Wang and sat down.

The reason may be the boy's intuition, the edge of the table has been cut irregularly by a meat cleaver.

At first, the flint on the table was taken away, the curtain was opened, and the bonfire was lit.

Iron racks, copper kettles, meat and vegetables, barbecue racks, bottles and cans......

Then the utensils began to be placed on the table in front of Jiang Ge.

After a while, there were different styles of vegetable plates and meat plates.

Jiang Ge watched the meat cleaver slowly cut the meat in the void on the meat plate, every time the knife moved, Jiang Ge felt nervous in his heart, and the sweat couldn't stop flowing.

In the void, it was as if a mother was picking vegetables for her child, all kinds of knives were waving, and then it seemed to be skewered with meat and put in front of Jiang Ge with a plate.

From these actions, Jiang Ge could imagine what the real scene was like at that time.

The old man is in the main seat, the adult is in the upper seat, drinking wine and eating meat, the children are sitting in the lower seat, and the mother sits on the side with a meat cleaver carefully cutting off pieces of tender meat on the roasted barbecue, putting it on a plate, and then adding some seasoning and vegetables, and handing it to her children.

The mother will be very kind, and she will talk while moving, and talking at the same time.

The children would stare anxiously at the slices of tender meat that their mother had cut off from the barbecue.

I must be very happy.

Jiang Ge was thinking about whether he would start cleaning up next.

A milk tea bowl was suddenly placed on the table in front of Jiang Ge.

Then the copper kettle also appeared in front of Jiang Ge.

Bang la blah.

A strong stream of milk tea poured out of the copper kettle steaming, and the air was immediately filled with a thick sweet smell.

The copper kettle shook in the air.

The last drop of milk tea was dropped into the bowl in front of Jiang Ge.

Just half the bowl is filled.

Jiang Ge looked stupidly at the sudden bowl of milk tea in front of him, steaming and fragrant, as if it was really freshly brewed milk tea.

Jiang Ge was uneasy in his heart, the table was full of empty plates, and there was no meat and vegetables at all.

But why is there such a bowl of hot milk tea?

Jiang Ge knew that it was very likely that Wang Chong's aunt had poured it.

But what to do on your own?

I can't see the ghost of Wang Chong's aunt at all.

Is it to sit on the sidelines or drink milk tea?

To drink or not to drink?

The brain, which was already running rapidly, finally recalled what Wang Zhong said: "The milk tea made by Grandma is the best." ”

In other words, before the disaster that day, Wang Chong's aunt poured a bowl of milk tea for Wang Chong, which was the last bowl left before.

And Wang Zhong didn't have time to drink the bowl of milk tea before his grandmother was killed, so it became an obsession after his grandmother's death?

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Ge's mind was hot, and he drank the milk tea in the bowl with two gurgling.

At the moment when Jiang Ge put down the tea bowl.

Everything around me began to fade and slowly disappear.

A woman dressed as a herdsman appeared, and she waved towards Jiang Ge, her face kind and kind.

Then it vanished.