The self-guided tour group existed in name only because of the departure of Tan Dong and Tang Wan.

Shabo had no intention of visiting the surrounding scenery of Sleepy Hollow, as he seemed distracted by his disappointment. Yang Xing came to the Sleeping Valley, and his problem of not being able to eat was even more serious. He was tired of eating grapes, and now he couldn't even eat a bite of them in the face of a mountain full of grapes. If you can't eat, you lose your spirit, but he has another thought, he doesn't believe that there is nothing in this world that makes him want to eat. So, for the next two days, Xiaofei accompanied him and looked around for something to eat in Sleepy Valley.

Most of the food in the Sleepy Valley is made from local materials, with animals in the mountains, fish in the rivers, vegetables grown by farmers, and livestock raised in captivity. Some special snacks also have unique flavors, such as dry baba beef and leaf baba, which are made by mixing meat with sticky rice. Tuotuo meat is grilled on a stove fire, and there is a burnt smell in the mouth, and then the fragrant fragrance wanders all over the mouth. There is also a kind of famous food called Sichuan front noodles in the local area, the material is rice noodles, but there are more than 20 kinds of ingredients, spicy taste, it can be so spicy that people are sweating profusely, but the tongue is not numb, the throat is not dry, after eating, the whole body is comfortable, only to feel that the pores of the whole body are relaxed.

The wisdom of the people is endless, and the Sleeping Valley has been isolated from the world for hundreds of years, and has created its own system of life. Food culture undoubtedly occupies an extremely important place in this.

Xiaofei ate heartily, but Yang Xing still had a sad face. Any kind of food is like a beast of prey in his eyes, and when it is brought to him, he avoids it. Xiao Fei felt sorry for him and forced him to eat something, but he vomited after eating, so anxious that Xiao Fei was in tears on the side, but there was nothing he could do.

Let's eat grapes. Although he was tired of eating grapes, they were the only thing that Yang Xing ate without adverse reactions. There are grapes in the Sleepy Valley, and there are dense vineyards on the hills on both sides of the town. It's harvest time, and the vineyard is filled with a lot of local people who pick grapes, and when they walk into any vineyard, the family will generously let you pick them.

It's not a thing to eat grapes every day, Yang Xing is now eating grapes all over his face. On the third day, he lay in his room at the inn and refused to move. Xiaofei knew that he couldn't move, and she regretted coming so far away. Xiaofei went out to discuss with Shabo, and Shabo took him to Jiangnan, the owner of the Nightsleep Inn.

Jiang Nan had never heard of this kind of disease, so he thought for a while and said: "We have a Langzhong here, who is a family heirloom, and the residents of Sleepy Valley have any headaches and brain fever problems over the years, and they have all sought medical advice from him. If you don't dislike it, you might as well ask him to have a look. "It's better to be a dead horse doctor than to stay in the house doing nothing.

Jiang Nan took Yang Xing Xiaofei to find that Lang Zhong. Lang Zhong is not very old, he looks like he is in his early thirties, but he is old, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes are dense when he speaks. After listening to Yang Xing's symptoms, he was silent for a while, and asked Yang Xing to come back tomorrow, and he had to look through the medical book.

Yang Xing didn't have much hope for Lang Zhongben in this town, so he went back to rest as he said.

The next day, when Jiangnan had something, he asked Yang Xing and Xiaofei to go to Na Langzhong by themselves, saying that Lang Zhong had asked people to talk early in the morning, saying that they had found a way to cure Yang Xing's strange disease. Yang Xingqiang cheered up, and with Xiaofei's support, he went to Na Langzhong's residence.

Now Yang Xing doesn't even have the strength to walk.

The house where Lang Zhong lives is the same as the rest of the town, old and dark, and there is a lingering haze in the house for many years. Lang Zhong, a young and old man, wearing a long gray coarse cloth coat, sat behind a square table, with a kerosene lamp on the table, and was carefully flipping through a thread-bound book.

Yang Xingxiaofei knocked on the door and came in, Lang Zhong had a gloomy face, and he didn't say much, just got up and went to the back room to get a wine bottle and came out, which was filled with red liquid. The room was unusually dark, and the liquid was slightly rippling in the bottle, and the crimson color reminded Xiao Fei of blood.

Lang Zhong saw Xiao Fei's frightened expression, and some disdain appeared on his stiff face. He didn't say much, opened the bottle cap, handed it to Xiao Fei, and motioned for Xiao Fei to smell it. Xiaofei dodged back, but still leaned her nose over, and after smelling it, she smiled and secretly laughed at her heart.

The liquid in the bottle has a faint aroma of wine, mixed with some Chinese herbal flavors.

Xiao Fei took the wine bottle in her hand and handed it to Yang Xing. Yang Xing frowned, his eyes full of suspicion. He pressed the bottle to his mouth and sipped it tentatively. The liquid entered the throat, and it was cool, and then, as if a force was instantly injected into the body. Yang Xing's spirits perked up, and he no longer doubted, and drank the liquid in a big gulp.

Xiao Fei smiled and shook her head on the side. Yang Xing was really hungry, and in one breath, he drank most of the bottle of liquid. At the end of the drink, you may be choked, and you can't stop coughing, and the mouth of the bottle doesn't leave your mouth when you cough. Xiaofei gently patted him on the back and said, "You drink slowly, no one will rob you." Yang Xing still drank all the bottles of liquid, and then took a breath. When I put down the bottle, I couldn't stop wheezing.

I don't know what ingredients are in the potion in Na Lang, Yang Xing only feels that his body is full of strength, and he can't wait to vent. Xiao Fei looked at the look on his face, and she was also surprised in her heart.

"What kind of medicine is in this bottle?" Yang Xing was already convinced of Na Langzhong at this moment.

Lang Zhong was still expressionless, and said coldly: "It's not medicine." "If it's not medicine, what could it be?" Yang Xing said suspiciously, and then, it suddenly dawned on him, "I know, it's not medicine, it's wine." Lang Zhong bowed his head.

Xiaofei remembered the smell she smelled before her nose reached the mouth of the bottle just now, and then she also remembered that there was a very strong aroma of wine. She blurted out, "It's wine." —The magical Sleepy Valley. Amazing wine.

"How many of these wines do you have here, I'll buy them all." Xiao Fei said proudly.

Na Langzhong shook his head and said, "I only have one bottle." "A bottle?" Yang Xing and Xiaofei shouted in disappointment.

Lang Zhong hesitated for a moment, then raised his head and said slowly: "This kind of wine is not something I can make, if you really want it, I can guide you to a place." Yang Xing blurted out: "Where?" Lang Zhong groaned slightly, and then said slowly: "Sleeping Villa, Sleeping Owner." Late at night, Sabo stayed in the town's only internet café.

The house of the Internet café is also an old house, but it was obviously carefully renovated before opening. The four walls are snow-white, and a few incandescent lamps illuminate the room. At night in Sleepy Valley, it is rare to see such a bright place.

Forty computers, divided into four rows, neatly arranged in the room. Shabo has inspected it before, and the machine uses TCL's seventeen-inch display, Celeron 1.7G CPU, 128M memory, which means that the machine configuration of the small town Internet café is the current popular configuration.

At about 11 o'clock that night, there were still more than 20 teenagers in the Internet café on the Internet, crackling and tapping on the keyboard, and some of them had words in their mouths, just like Internet cafes in other places. These teenagers are not dressed like the adults in the Sleepy Valley, only gray and blue, and from them, you can find many of the current popular colors of the outside world.

Sha Bo sat in front of the computer and opened the QQ with Forget Worry Grass, and there were some other friends online on QQ, but Sha Bo had no intention of communicating with them, just staring at the little gray icon of Forget Worry Grass.

Forget Worry Grass still didn't leave a message for him, she really seemed to have evaporated from the Internet.

Shabo opened the mailbox again, and opened the picture that Forget-me-Grass had sent him.

He still couldn't figure out the meaning of the picture, whether it had something to do with her disappearance?

Shabo had already asked the owner of the Internet café with a photo of Forget Worry Grass before, and a young man with dyed yellow hair looked at the photo for a long time, shook his head and said that he had never seen this person. Shabo was not reconciled, and showed the photo to the others in the Internet café, and all of them, without exception, said that there was no such person in the Sleeping Valley.

"There are so many people who are online here, and almost all of us are familiar with it, and if this girl is really on our Sleeping Valley, we can't know it." The owner of the Internet café finally said.

Shabo was depressed and sat in front of the computer, and now he only hoped that the Forgetfulness Grass would suddenly appear at an inadvertent time, so that all his questions could be answered. He really didn't want to believe that everything that happened was Forget-me-Grass lying to him.

How could such a girl who is so innocent that she is not stained with dust be a liar?

At twelve o'clock, Shabo walked out of the Internet café disappointed, and the town was deserted by this time.

The town is divided into two by a rushing river, and the Internet café is located on the west bank of the river, and Sabo must cross the chain bridge over the river to get back to the Nightsleep Inn. Leaving the small street where the Internet café is located, you can no longer see the lights, but fortunately, there is a hooked moon hanging in the sky, and some misty moonlight will fall down, making the bluestone pavement in sight a bleak white. The town still retains the habit of sunset, and it is the middle of the night, when the houses are closed, and there is no more people. The silence flowed through the alleys, sliding through the shadows of the shadowy eaves, and there was something sober.

Sabo began to walk up the steps leading to the chain bridge, which was so high that it was impossible to see the bridge from below. On both sides of the stairs are houses close to each other, with tall walls and towering eaves facing each other, revealing only a very narrow piece of sky, and the oblique moonlight becomes extremely thin.

Shabo stopped suddenly, and at this moment, his heart beat faster.

He heard singing, coming from the direction of the bridge.

The singing voice is extremely weak, mixed with the sound of flowing water, and it has a very unreal feeling. Shabo couldn't make out what the song was singing, it was sometimes sharp, sometimes hoarse, sometimes extremely incoherent, as if the singer was doing something else and the song was humming unintentionally.

Shabo's steps were a little heavy, and a layer of sweat appeared on his head.

- In the middle of the night in the silent town, on the chain bridge with the rushing water, someone is singing.

Shabo walked up the stairs step by step, and the chain bridge finally came into his sight.

The steps are high, and the moonlight shines unobstructed on the bridge. The mountain fog is very heavy, mixed with the moonlight, and it looks like a shadow, and the center of the bridge seems to be shrouded in a layer of smoke.

In the midst of the smoke, a woman dressed in white stood sideways.

The woman's long hair fell down and fell over the white garment, which became whiter and whiter. She stood motionless on the bridge, seemingly holding something in her arms, and the song drifted softly from the direction where she stood. The song was not so much a song as it was a storytelling.

Sabo gritted his head and stepped onto the chain bridge. The tremor of the bridge alarmed the woman, and she turned her head to look at this end of the bridge, and then turned back again, but the singing ceased for a moment.

In fact, the night is not silent, in addition to the sound of water, on the high mountains on both sides of the river, there are also the sad cries of night birds, the "rustle" sound of the mountain wind blowing through the treetops like cannibalizing mulberry leaves, and more is the chirping of various small insects hidden in the mountains and forests.

There is just no voice.

Shabo walked slowly, as if trying to make his steps steady. The chain bridge shook slightly in the night wind, and when Shabo was about a third of the way through, the mountain wind blew, his legs were a little weak, and his heart beat a little harder. He looked under the bridge, where the water splashed a lot of foam, and white flowers swirled forward. The bridge was more than a foot high, and a thought suddenly appeared in Shabo's mind, and he thought that if he fell off the bridge, then he would really disappear from this world.

By this time, Shabo was already very close to the woman in white and long hair, and he was more cautious, trying not to alarm the woman, and passed behind her.

But the woman suddenly moved, and as soon as she moved, she turned to Shabo's side.

Sha Bo was startled, and his whole body suddenly spasmed, only to feel some power rushing straight to the top.

In the moonlight, he saw a bleak face.

The woman's appearance is quite handsome, but her face is as if transparent, without the slightest blood. The woman's eyebrows were tightly locked, and two lines of tears were constantly flowing from her eyes. Shabo then understood that the singing voice he heard was actually the woman crying.

The woman faced Shabo, and some whimpering sounds continued to come from her closed mouth. Those cries surrounded Shabo, who had goosebumps all over his body, his legs trembling slightly, and he only thought that he could cross the bridge as soon as possible and get as far away from this woman as possible.

But the woman was standing in such a way that he was in the way.

"You're back!" Suddenly, the woman said, "It's good that you're back, come and see our son." As the woman spoke, her body took a step forward, and Sabo subconsciously stepped back, only to see that the woman was holding an infant child in her arms.

"Don't you want to see our son? I've been waiting for you to come back with him, why are you afraid? The woman cried even more sadly, "I finally found our son, I found it." Sabo's scalp was numb, and his palms and feet were full of sweat. He faced the woman, and he really wanted to turn around and run. But there seemed to be something in the woman that attracted him, and he slowly retreated, but he could not turn around, he could not leave.

The woman pounced, one hand grabbing Sabo's arm, a voice tinged with desperation.

"This is our son, you can take a look, even if you just look at it." Shabo struggled, but for a moment he couldn't break free from the woman's hand. At this moment, his gaze unconsciously fell on the child in the woman's arms, and at that moment, his whole body stiffened, blood hit upward, and his mind became blank, except for fear.

The baby in swaddling clothes was just a rag doll, and when the woman grabbed Sabo's arm, the cotton cloth that wrapped the rag doll was loose, and in the moonlight, the rag doll's belly was cut open, and some of the cotton wool fell out, and it was covered with blood, as if the baby had just been disemboweled.

Strengthened by fear, Sabo struggled and shook the woman off.

Sabo struggled forward, and the bridge shook violently. Shabo didn't care about this, and ran to the other side in one go. He gasped, subconsciously turning back as he descended the steps.

The woman was still sitting in the middle of the bridge, looking even more miserable in the moonlight. Her singing voice came again, resentful and sad. It wasn't singing, it was her crying, Shabo thought. At this time, the fear dissipated a lot, and Shabo's heart was full of doubts, but he still didn't have the courage to turn around and check, and hurriedly walked down the stairs.

The silent Sleepy Valley, once again, made Shabo feel that it was not quiet.

"You must have met that crazy woman." Jiang Nan said with a smile, and there was still a bit of a silly taste.

Sha Bo said with palpitations: "Who is that crazy woman, no one cares about her." She was standing in the middle of the bridge with a bloodstained rag doll in her arms, and it was strange that I was quite bold, a little smaller, and not so frightened that she fell off the bridge. He sighed and sighed again, "I picked up a small life today." "That crazy woman is quite pitiful, just after giving birth three years ago, her husband went out to work. She was alone at home with her children. Unexpectedly, one evening three months later, she put the child in the basket and went out to the river to wash clothes. At first, she went from house to house in the town, and then she ran all over the mountains. During that time, almost everyone in the town heard her calling her son in the middle of the night. She searched like this for a month, but in the end she still didn't find it, a good person, just went crazy. Sabo looked sympathetic: "How old was her child when she disappeared?" "How old can a child who is still in the basket be six or seven months old." "Six- or seven-month-old children don't go missing on their own, and the town hasn't tracked it down later?" "Why didn't I check, when the crazy woman was looking for her son, the townspeople mobilized to help her find her, and the town was almost turned over at that time. The town is such a big place, who wants to steal his son will not be known to anyone, besides, good manners, what's the use of others stealing her son? So in the end, this matter had to be stopped. Sha Bo remembered Lu Xun's Xianglin sister-in-law, the same experience, different people.

What is even more sympathetic is that the madwoman's husband came back, saw that he had lost his son, and in a fit of rage, beat her violently and drove her out of the house. She didn't want to leave home, but as long as she went back, what was waiting for her would be her husband's fists and kicks. Later, she began to look for her son again, and she said that as long as she found him, she would be able to go home. "And how did she get over the years?" "She's like a ghost in the Sleeping Hollow, wandering outside for the years of adulthood. When she is hungry, she will break into any house, and everyone will sympathize with her and give her something to eat. At night, she slept under the eaves of the street. Later, an old lady sympathized with her plight and gave her a vacant house to live in, and she had a home. In the past two years, she has not been crazy anymore, and she is usually no different from normal people, but she often runs around in the middle of the night with a rag doll, which has frightened many tourists. Jiang Nan smiled helplessly: "Actually, as long as you know about the crazy woman, you won't think she is terrible." Sabo sighed: "This crazy woman is strange and pitiful. Jiangnan's words made the frightened Sha Bo settle down. At this time, it was already the second half of the night, and when he returned to the Nightsleep Inn, he couldn't wait to grab Jiang Nan, who was still reading late at night, and told him about his experience on the chain bridge. Jiang Nan yawned after talking about the origin of the crazy woman, and Sha Bo got up to say goodbye in a funny way.

When he stood up, he saw Jiang Nan close the book in his hand. The title of the book, which fell into his eyes, was "An Analysis of the Phenomena of the Human Mind" by an Englishman named Mueller James. Sha Bo couldn't help but glance at Jiang Nan more, and secretly surprised in his heart, he couldn't imagine that there were still people in this town studying this kind of academic work.

Through the contact in the past few days, Sha Bo has already known that Jiang Nanyuan is a businessman in a southern city, and in that city, his business has done a lot of business, not only has his own company, but also has hotels and other entities under the company. However, a fire destroyed the building where the company was located, and several failed investments left him with huge debts.

Jiang Nan did not shy away from talking to Sha Bo about the past, and admitted frankly that in his city, many people's accumulation of the first pot of gold was inseparable from the underworld, and he was the same. After he went bankrupt, some of his creditors were underworld people. The ultimatum they gave him was to take his life if he couldn't get his money.

Jiangnan starry night away from the city. Later, after several journeys in China, during which he constantly evaded the pursuit of the enemy, he finally came to the sleeping valley of this paradise.

"The people in the town are simple and easy to survive, and after so many twists and turns, I no longer have the ambition I used to have, so I settled down in the town, opened this small inn, and lived a peaceful life." Sha Bo was full of admiration for Jiangnan at that time, and he really couldn't see that such a well-mannered person had such a legendary experience.

Jiang Nan shook his head again and smiled: "Later, after staying in this town for a long time, I realized that this town is actually not as simple as I thought it would be. I feel that my own experience is quite unusual, but there are also people in this town whose experiences are more legendary and more mysterious. Sabo looked puzzled.

"I don't know if you've read Gu Long's novel called "The Peerless Twins", there is a Valley of the Wicked in the novel, and all the people in it fled there when they couldn't get along outside. This Sleepy Valley has a lot of the flavor of the Valley of the Wicked. There are a lot of people here that you can't afford to underestimate, because it's likely that he was the dominant man before he reached Sleepy Valley. Shabo's eyes widened, and the fear in his heart had reached its peak.

- The legendary Sleepy Hollow. The mysterious Sleepy Valley.

When Sha Bo asked who were the people in the town who were the people of the past, Jiang Nan shook his head: "When everyone comes to the Sleeping Valley, they naturally have the idea of being incognito and living their lives, so why do we need to remember their previous names?" When Jiang Nan said this, Sha Bo didn't want to ask again, but he began to be wary of this sleeping valley in his heart.

This night, Sha Bo said goodbye to Jiangnan and went back to his room to sleep, and when he passed through the corridor, he saw Xuemei, the woman in a green dress, again. Xuemei was still expressionless, and when she passed by Sha Bo's side, she didn't raise her eyebrows and eyes, just as if Sha Bo was hidden. As Shabo passed by her, he suddenly had some strange feelings, feeling that this woman was familiar.

It's such a strange feeling, the first time I've come to Sleepy Hollow, how could I have seen this woman?

Moreover, this woman is Jiang Nan's wife, Jiang Nan said that this is the wife he married after coming to Sleepy Valley, and they have been married for six years.

Yang Xing was finally able to eat.

After drinking that bottle of wine, some turbulent power accumulated in his body, and the way he vented was to take Xiaofei and go out to eat for a whole day. Later, he couldn't eat anymore, and he had to open his mouth wide to help him breathe. Throughout the day, Xiaofei always followed him with a smile, watching him gobble up, and her heart was even happier than him.

Yang Xing's illness is cured, and they can return to the carefree life they used to have.

Xiao Fei was still thinking about a question in her heart, she didn't know if Yang Xing's illness would recur in the future, so before leaving Sleeping Valley, she must find more wine like that to bring back.

Yang Xing can't take care of it so much, his appetite is surprisingly good, he has been starving for so many days, he is so hungry, this time he has to make up for it all at once. He was glad that this trip to the Sleeping Valley was worth it, otherwise, he might not have been haunted by this strange illness for a long time, and maybe he would not have woken up one morning. In today's society, it is really a shameful thing to be starved to death.

In the evening, Yang Xing staggered back to the inn with Xiaofei's support.

He was so full that his stomach was so swollen that his body was a little weightless.

It's still early, Qin Ge and the thin man have been traveling together for the past two days, and before they come back, Sha Bo has a lot of worries and acts mysteriously as soon as he arrives in the Sleeping Valley, and he doesn't know where he ran away alone this night. They greeted the innkeeper Jiang Nan before they went back to their room.

Because it is not the tourist season, the business of the Night Sleep Inn is not very good, except for Yang Xing and his party, there are no other tourists. The guest room is in the backyard, which is unusually quiet.

Yang Xing and Xiaofei returned to the room, lay down for a while, and rested almost, Yang Xing came to his senses and hugged Xiaofei into his arms.

They hadn't been intimate for a long time since Yang Xing suffered from a strange illness.

Xiaofei is a small and delicate girl, and Yang Xing doesn't need much effort to carry her on her shoulders. Yang Xing first found Xiaofei on campus and fell in love with her. Xiaofei is dressed fashionably and dynamically, with short hair rising and falling with her movements. Yang Xing inquired about Xiaofei through others and learned that her home was in a very famous county in the south of the Yangtze River, which was among the top 100 counties in China. Xiaofei's father runs a luggage factory and is said to have become a millionaire a few years ago. Xiaofei's family background made him hesitate for a long time, but in the end, he still launched an offensive against Xiaofei. Maybe one day, Xiaofei's family background will become an obstacle between the two, but having such a good time is enough to make people happy.

The first time he held Xiaofei in his arms, Yang Xing knew that he could no longer leave this girl.

Xiao Fei is like a dynamic little sun, easily sprinkled with sunshine in his heart. Her simple and innocent personality is hidden under the insolent appearance, and love is also a very simple thing in her eyes. Since you love, you have to give everything you have.

She saw that Yang Xing had only two clothes to change for a long time, so she took the initiative to buy clothes and send them to his dormitory; She saw that he always ordered some vegetables every time she went to the cafeteria to eat, so she took the initiative to add money to his meal card and buy him a large bag of snacks on his next date. There were so many details in the relationship that moved Yang Xing, and even he felt ashamed.

"Don't be so nice to me, I'll feel guilty." He said to Xiaofei.

Xiaofei was quite disapproving: "When will I be good to you, my father recharges so much money on my card every month without my consent, and he can't spend it all, and now I find you as a big wrongdoer, I am grateful that it is too late for you." When Xiaofei said this, Yang Xing knew that she was a very smart girl, and she used a casual attitude to resolve Yang Xing's embarrassment.

Later, Yang Xing told Xiaofei about his family.

Yang Xing's home is in a small city in northern Jiangsu, and his parents are both workers in a street-run leather shoe factory. They never had children when they were young, and it is said that they also ran to many hospitals at that time, but they still did the same. Yang Xing's parents were desperate at that time, and they only thought that this life was really going to end, but unexpectedly, when Yang Xing's father was forty years old, Yang Xing's mother suddenly became pregnant. It is very dangerous for an elderly woman to give birth, but the husband and wife are very resolute in their attitude to let the child into the world.

Yang Xing's childhood was spent in all kinds of doting.

Later, when he went to school, his parents still doted on him, but the young Yang Xing gradually realized that he was different from others. Although he can wear a brand new school uniform and bring all kinds of delicious food on the spring outing like other classmates in school, he knows from the bitter eyes of his parents that every time he gets something, his parents will have to work hard for a long time. At that time, the leather shoe factory had long ceased production, and his parents had been laid off at home, so his parents rode a tricycle every day to batch some vegetables to sell at the farmers' market. Every night, they dragged their tired bodies back, and often bought some snacks or school supplies for their son.

His parents never went to Yang Xing's school to pick him up because they didn't even have a decent piece of clothing, and they were afraid that they would embarrass their son by appearing in front of him and his classmates.

The sensible Yang Xing saw everything in his eyes, and one night, he got up alone and came to his parents' room. Turning on the light, he looked at his parents sleeping soundly on the bed, tears quietly sliding down his eyes. At that time, he vowed that one day, he would let his parents have a good life, and what others had, they would definitely have.

In this way, he silently hid this wish in his heart and studied hard until he graduated from high school and was successfully admitted to the university where he is now.

At this time, the family's economic situation seems to have improved slightly, his parents' street shoe factory was bought by a large company, and his parents, as retired workers, can receive their pensions on time every month, plus these years, his parents are still doing some small business in the market, so they still have some savings in hand.

All of these savings were used to allow Yang Xing to complete his studies.

Xiaofei is a sensible girl, and after listening to Yang Xing's narration, she immediately developed a lot of respect for the pair of hard-working old people.

Yang Xing confessed about his family's situation, Xiaofei felt his sincerity, she went home during the winter vacation and told her family about Yang Xing's situation, unexpectedly, Xiaofei's father, like Xiaofei, did not dislike his poor family at all, and Xiaofei's father also asked Xiaofei to help Yang Xing as much as possible in school. Only children from poor backgrounds can burst out with extraordinary fighting spirit, and these fighting spirits cannot be bought with any amount of money. Xiaofei's father said so.

This summer, Xiaofei lied to her family at first that she was traveling with her classmates, but later the money was almost spent, so she confessed to her father that Yang Xing had a strange illness and that she wanted to stay in school to take care of him. Without much thought, her father agreed, and put enough money on her card.

Now, in this remote town of Sleeping Valley, thousands of kilometers away from home, Yang Xing's strange illness has finally been cured, and Xiaofei is happy in her heart. Now back in the room, the long-lost warmth reappeared between the two.

Yang Xing kissed Xiaofei frantically, kissing her until she couldn't breathe.

There was a knock on the door.

Yang Xing stopped moving, frowned in frustration, and made a disappointed expression. Xiaofei slapped him on the head, got up and straightened his clothes, and went over to open the door.

Outside the door stood Tan Dong and Tang Wan.

The two of them left the Nightsleep Inn, and they never contacted everyone again, and now three days have passed, and they suddenly appeared, which couldn't help but make Xiao Fei Yang Xing suspicious. Yang Xing also hurried over at this time and stood behind Xiao Fei.

Tan Dong was still expressionless, as if he was just accompanying Tang Wan. But Tang Wan's face was ruddy, obviously in a good mood for the past three days. Tang Wan smiled and handed over a stack of red papers, Xiao Fei subconsciously took it in her hand, looked down, it turned out to be a stack of invitations, and when she looked up again, she showed a puzzled look.

"We're getting married, so I'm going to invite you to the wedding feast." Tang Wan said.

Xiao Fei and Yang Xing glanced at each other, thinking that they had heard it wrong. Xiaofei stammered: "You, you want to get married?" Here, get married? Tang Wan smiled: "Yes, get married here." We don't have any relatives or friends here, and we don't know anyone, so we're just going to invite a few of you. Xiaofei wanted to say something, but Yang Xing hurriedly said: "Congratulations, we will definitely go then." "The wedding is tomorrow, tomorrow night, you just have to come and drink the wedding wine, don't bring any gifts." Tang Wan paused for a moment, and then said, "Qin Ge and Shabo are not here, and they want to ask you to pass on their invitations." Yang Xing hurriedly said, "No problem, no problem, this matter is on us." Bagatelle. Tang Wan thanked her, didn't say much, smiled goodbye, and turned around with Tan Dong to leave. From beginning to end, Tan Dong kept a strained face and didn't say a word, really like Tang Wan's personal bodyguard.

Closing the door, Xiaofei couldn't help but let out a low shout: "It's really a big forest, there are all kinds of birds, these two people came all the way to this ghost place to get married, they must have water in their heads." Yang Xing smiled, pulled Xiaofei over, and let her sit on his lap.

"You kid is good at everything, but you don't like to use your brains. Isn't that what we started to guess about them when they got married? "You only said they were hiding from someone, you didn't say they were going to get married." Yang Xing sighed: "Can't you see it until now, these two people are a pair of outlaw mandarin ducks who eloped." Xiaofei thought about it and immediately figured it out: "Are you saying that the people these two are hiding from are actually their family, because only family members will prevent them from getting married." They fled here, not tourist at all. "It's about getting married!" Yang Xing said with a smile.

Xiao Fei laughed, but then stopped smiling again: "But what's the matter with that thin man, if he is Tang Wan and Tan Dong's family, in that Yi family town, Tan Dong doesn't dare to hit him at all." This is something that Yang Xing can't guess. He shook his head: "Let's take care of other people's affairs." Abnormal people will definitely have abnormal things, and those have nothing to do with us. When Yang Xing spoke, there was a sly smile on his face: "Let's do what we need to do." Xiao Fei slapped him on the head and scolded "nasty" in his mouth, but he still fell on the bed with Yang Xing's body.

Later, Qin Ge and Sha Bo's invitation, Yang Xing put it in their room.

At about nine o'clock, Qin Ge and the thin man came back. The two of them didn't know where to go for a day, and they both looked very tired. Qin Ge went back to the room and saw the invitation, and heard that there were still voices next door, so he went out to ask Yang Xing what was going on. Yang Xing told the matter, Qin Ge laughed, understood in his heart, didn't say much, and went back to his room to sleep.

In the middle of the night, Yang Xing and Xiaofei were sleeping soundly, when they suddenly heard a heavy knock on the door. It's not just knocking, it's slamming it. Yang Xing turned on the light and got out of bed, full of unhappiness, and went to the door and asked in a rough voice: "Who?" "It's me!" It's Sabo's voice.

Yang Xing hurriedly opened the door and saw Sha Bo with a panicked face, standing by the door with the invitation in his hand.

"Lao Sha, you have too much energy to wander around the street, why are you arguing for us to sleep." Ignoring his complaints, Sabo held the invitation in front of him: "What's the matter with this invitation?" "You can't ask Qin Ge, he knows everything about the invitation." "He doesn't know!" "I asked him just now, and he doesn't know who drew it. "Symbol, what symbol?" Shabo spread out the invitation, only to see that in the text of the invitation, there was a pencil drawing. The figure is a hollow, thick cross.

Yang Xing remembered that when he delivered the invitations to Shabo's room, he put the invitations of the two of them on their beds. At that time, in order not to make a mistake, he also deliberately opened the invitation and looked at the name. He couldn't remember if he had seen it on Sabo's invitation at the time.

- But even if the pattern was painted later, that would make Sabo so nervous?

- Is there a secret behind this pattern?