Chapter 682: My Grave...
"She's your sister."
As I was watching, I was startled by a calm voice behind me.
I turned my head and saw Ye Lao standing under the eaves, originally looking in the direction of the coyote ditch in the distance, but when I looked back at him, he withdrew his gaze and smiled at me.
I don't know how he saw the contents of this photograph when he was so far away from me, but when I looked back at it, I realized that the date did match.
Because I also found a detail in the photo.
Although grandma was sitting at the gate of the courtyard, she could just see the hall behind her, and although the light for taking pictures was very dim, it could still be seen that the shrine behind her was empty.
It seems that Ye Siming hadn't blessed my family at that time.
My mom told me that Ye Siming showed up at my house because of me, so she ...... It was only when I was born that my grandmother put the Black Buddha that Si Ming was hiding in that night on the shrine.
I grew up so big that my grandmother and my dad didn't say a word about my sister, and even my mom didn't tell me anything about my sister at the last moment.
It's like my sister is a taboo in our family.
I couldn't believe it when I first heard the old man talk about it, but now I'm relieved that I have a sister.
Her name is Chen Linlin.
My grandmother and I took her names, and the people of that era were old-fashioned, and the names they took had no meaning, but they just thought they were easy to say.
"Rika, she didn't mention it to you?" Ye Lao looked at my expression, obviously with his mind, he saw through it at a glance, and he didn't need my answer, he said to himself, "Also, this is in line with her character." ”
"But there are some things that are time for you to know." Ye Lao said solemnly.
He went into the house and got some paper money candles, and two pieces of red paper, and when he came out, he said to me, "You come with me." ”
After speaking, Ye Lao walked straight towards the courtyard gate.
The old man was mysterious, coming out of my grandmother's coffin, and knew a lot of things.
He must have something to do with my grandmother, and it has a lot to do with it.
Looking at his back, the low-hanging empty cuffs swayed, very bleak.
I took a deep breath and followed.
It was getting a little dark now, and the old man didn't know where to go, but I didn't have to worry about him.
Following Ye Lao out of the village, what makes me strange is that Ye Lao went down the mountain, this place, there is a road and can be walked, and the purpose of this road seems to be only a ghost village.
Could it be that Ye Lao is going to take me into the ghost village again.
The ghost village is much more dangerous than the mountain, first there is a blood coffin, then there is a paulownia tree, then there are those things that are not human and non-corpse, and the white glass.
I'm a little worried, but Ye Lao is the kind of person who doesn't like to talk, so I can't ask questions, so I can only follow all the way.
After walking with Ye Lao for about half an hour, he finally came down the mountain, but the destination was not a ghost village, but a relatively desolate place, and the trees became extremely scarce, and there were occasional small dirt slopes around.
At first, I didn't think about it, but after a closer look, I realized that those were actually grave mountains.
As mentioned above, countless people died in the war and famine, and although this place is not a coyote ditch, it is not strange to see another cemetery.
In fact, each village has its own ancestral grave, and not only that, but there are at least a dozen mass graves in the mountains and forests of Guangqingshan Town.