Wang Xingguo is accustomed to this, but it is indeed torture for others to listen to this out-of-tune singing voice, but no matter how everyone protests, Chen Badai still sang all the way to Zixin Village with such interest.

Xia Ruobing and Sherpa came here in the name of folklore research, and had already set up a farmhouse in Zixin Village, although they did not expect anyone to join, but the simple mountain village farmers still prepared rooms for Mr. Min and others to live in, and even enthusiastically boiled hot water for everyone to wash away the hard work along the way.

When Chen Badai woke up, it was already the next day, and when he got up, he saw Xia Ruobing and the farmer talking in the yard, and he didn't stir up, and went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

Chen Badai held a bowl of porridge and squatted under the eaves, this mountain village is a little similar to his hometown, the same surrounded by mountains, the air is fresh but the traffic is really not convenient, but this makes Chen Badai have a sense of intimacy, so squatting on the ground with a bowl and snorting and drinking porridge really makes him feel like home.

"What about Wang Xingguo?" Xia Ruobing frowned and asked when she saw Chen Badai's indecent appearance.

"Hmm...... I didn't see him when I got up, wasn't I with you? Chen Badai asked rhetorically.

"No, Mr. Min is nowhere to be found." Sherpa was a little puzzled.

"You're not going to run away on your own, are you?" Chen Badai muttered, but then thought again, they couldn't run anywhere, and continued to drink porridge with peace of mind.

Near noon, Xia Ruobing and others saw Wang Xingguo and Mr. Min, Xia Ruobing asked casually, "Where have you been?" ”

"I'm going to find information." Wang Xingguo said.

"What did you find?" To tell the truth, Xia Ruobing didn't have much hope, she and Sherpa almost all walked through the credit village, and all they heard were those old-fashioned legends, and there were not many practical things.

"I've heard that besides us and the Japanese, there are people who have come out of the ghost gate alive." Wang Xingguo said slowly.

"Who?!" Xia Ruobing's eyes lit up.

"Someone just said that after the death of the people in the village, they have to be carried to the ghost gate, so there are many people in Chengzi Village who do this kind of work to carry people, there is a man named Wu Yaxin, 20 years ago, he carried an old man in the village into the mountain, and then left something, and went back to look for it alone, it is said that he walked into the ghost gate and came out, and saw how the dead walked......"

"20 years ago? That's been a long time...... Is this man still alive? Xia Ruobing was a little discouraged when she heard this, the older she was, the more unreliable this information became.

"Alive...... A few years ago, I was still doing the work of carrying people, and the people were in Chengzi Village, and we have already inquired. Wang Xingguo said.

"And what's next?" Sherpa asked.

"Go to Chengzi Village, find this old man surnamed Wu, and listen to his story...... Wang Xingguo was a little hungry, so he served himself a bowl of rice, sat at the table, and ate wholeheartedly.

"Listen to the story again......" Xia Ruobing muttered.

"Mountain village legends can reveal a lot of information, and even if they don't work, why not listen to the story?" Wang Xingguo said a word, and then he didn't speak, just concentrated on eating.

"Then when will you leave for Chengzi Village?" Seeing that Wang Xingguo was about to finish eating and didn't speak, Xia Ruobing was a little anxious.

"You can leave after eating...... Wang Xingguo swallowed the last bite of food, cleaned up the table, and said.

"And you're promising to go in again?" Xia Ruobing asked.

"No, I just agreed to do the assessment."

After packing up their things, settling accounts with the villagers, everyone put their things on the Sherpa off-road vehicle, and after saying goodbye to the villagers, the off-road vehicle headed towards Chengzi Village on the winding mountain road, but to be honest, no one knew what kind of information they could get. Sherpa drove the car, Xia Ruobing sat in the passenger seat and looked at the endless mountains outside the car window and the coffin roof that disappeared in the distance, thinking of his parents, his heart churned again, and the three people sitting in the back seat chatted without saying a word.

The distance between the two villages is not far in a straight line, but the winding mountain road not only lengthens the distance but also seriously slows down the speed, and after three hours, the car drove to Chengzi Village.

Chengzi Village is the only way to the Yin and Yang Road, no one knows when it began, this unique funeral custom has been formed near the coffin mountain, someone in the nearby village has died, it must be carried to the ghost gate within three days, even if the traffic is more convenient than before, carrying people is still not an easy job, can bring people to Chengzi Village living people are exhausted, how can there be strength to carry people into the mountain? So many villagers here are responsible for carrying people from here along the Yin and Yang Road to the Ghost Gate, to say that the most people who go to the Ghost Gate, there are only these people in Chengzi Village who live by carrying people, they have a special name - send people back, as the saying goes, dust to dust, soil to earth, the dead to the coffin mountain, this special profession is to send the dead to the last journey, to send them to the place where they should go.

Xia Ruobing has specially investigated these send-offs, they have always adhered to a professional ethics, that is, they will never step into the ghost gate, everyone says that those who step in can't come back, and there is even a send-off here who goes in and comes back, which makes Xia Ruobing and Mr. Min a little surprised.

Wu Yaxin is a send-off, inquired in the village, everyone heard these strangers inquire about the ghost gate, even under the banner of folklore research, without exception vigilantly looked at them, this way of inquiry does not seem to work well, Mr. Min and Xia Ruobing saw Wang Xingguo politely and seriously ask the villagers, they both felt a little funny - as long as someone here mentions Coffin Mountain and Ghost Gate, without exception, they will remain silent, they can only find another way.

Wang Xingguo thought about it, it was better to go directly to Wu Yaxin.

Different from the send-offs I saw just now, Wu Yaxin is an old man who is almost old, and after asking, I know that Wu Yaxin is over seventy years old! But the spirit is strong, the body is tough, seeing that Wang Xingguo is straightforward when he asks people, it will cause others to be alert, Xia Ruobing volunteered to talk, the left sentence Wu Lao, the right sentence Wu Lao called Wu Yaxin in a comfortable mood, and said that this girl is beautiful and sweet and well-behaved, this Chen Badai is also clever, and quickly ran to the small grocery store at the head of the village to buy two bottles of the best wine in the store, and got some snacks, Wu Lao saw that these young people were so well-behaved, and slowly relaxed his vigilance, and also opened the conversation.

Wu Lao gan sent people back to the foot for more than 40 years, when the family was poor, can only work hard to make money, carry the dead this work many people feel unlucky and unwilling to do, but this can be more than other efforts to make money, Wu Lao from the age of 16 should be sent back, relying on this bad work to build a house for himself to marry a wife, until the child grows up to stand on his own in the city, and did a few years, 62 years old before washing his hands, after that is occasionally to help other people to send people back, is to the ghost gate most times the people, a few years ago with the age is too big, at home to serve a few acres of thin fields, Retire for a long time, but also be happy.