But there is nothing in heaven and earth, and nothing is absolute.

The opposite of the extremes of things is the law of operation in the universe of heaven and earth.

Otherwise, why did the ancient people know that the sky is round and the earth is round, and there is a heaven outside the sky?

Naturally, the fat man is also well aware of this cause and effect.

He said proudly: "Isn't it the life of the White Tiger, little meaning, with my Master Wu, nothing is a problem!" ”

I grinned and chuckled, "I don't care what you do, I don't care." ”

"But if you dare to harass other girls before things are clear, I won't be able to spare you!"

"Brother Yang, look at what you said!"

The fat man pouted and said, "I, Wu Fatzi, am that kind of person?" ”

"This business and private matter, that head is heavy, that head is light, I still know!"

After I checked my things, I put Jia Zheng's things in my backpack again.

glanced at the fat man and said, "Fatty, you'd better be like this, I won't say much about the rest!" ”

In the evening, Xi Yao changed into a slightly cute dress.

She took us on a tour of a lot of local tourist attractions and some beautiful places with night views.

It's just that when I asked where the way back to my hometown was, Xi Yao seemed a little silent.

When I asked again and again, the latter turned his head with a little hesitation and asked, "Master Mu, aren't you going to find someone on the way back to your hometown?" ”

I didn't answer directly, but asked Xi Yao, "What's wrong?" Any questions? ”

Xi Yao shook her head with a smile and sat on the bench, watching the fat man and Hu Xiaomei play on the beach.

He turned his head and smiled at me.

I sensed from her smile that something might be wrong.

I only heard Xi Yao say: "Uncle Jia, I just told me that he had a friend who came here to do business, I thought it was a very common thing!" ”

I frowned and said, "What is Jia Zhengjing doing here?" Do you work at a funeral home? ”

"That's right! Corpse sewers are a very legitimate profession on our side, a very sacred thing, because they are the ones who send the dead on their last journey! ”

"As for the way back to the countryside you said, I'll take you there during the day, it's easy to have an accident over there at night!"

The group played for a long time, and Xi Yao also mingled with the little sister and the fat man, not at all like when I asked questions.

After returning to the hotel, the fat man still told me that he was going out shopping with Xi Yao tomorrow to explore the ethnic characteristics of the local alpine people.

The little sister is a little more reliable than the fat man, and asks me when things will be done.

I told them to wait until they woke up, and not to worry about it!

The fat man had a big heart, and when he saw me say this, he yawned and went back to his room.

As for Hu Xiaomei, it may be because she changed places, some recognition or other things, and she didn't sleep directly.

Instead, he took out his own incense burner and his own incense, and he didn't ignite it, and fiddled around there, as if he was practicing something.

I sat down in front of a computer against the wall.

It was my first time in the Gulf Province, and I didn't know much about the customs, funeral customs, and ethnic taboos.

Coupled with what Xi Yao said to me today, it made me have some doubts.

The computer soon turned on, and I skillfully searched the web page for the word "way home".

Originally, I didn't plan to get any particularly useful information.

Because although Jia Zhengjing and Uncle Zhong know each other, they are only in an employment relationship, and their friendship is not even as deep as ours.

And Jia Zhengjing, although the things he knows, although they are useful to us, are not very many.

The most important thing is the understanding of the carrion corpse, and the fact that he was invited by Uncle Zhong from the Bay Province.

"Smack!"

When I pressed enter, I was greeted by a shocking news item pinned to the top of the front line.

Shocked: The Huixiang Road was hit by a fire, and an entire street was buried in the fire, and the fire originated from a leak ...... gas pipeline in a hotel!

I clicked on it, and then I started to look down.

This news was three years ago, and it was accompanied by pictures and texts.

And I also learned from this news that this homecoming road is a street in a certain area of the Gulf Province.

Because most of the people living here are immigrants from China, there are very few locals in the bay.

Therefore, the road on this street is called the road back to the hometown.

And the content of the news is also very simple, it is a fire caused by an accident, and the entire street is on fire.

There were quite a few people who died, and there were a few pictures on it that weren't particularly bloody.

I looked at them one by one and ended up stopping at a photo.

It was a photo of a paramedic carrying the injured on a stretcher behind him while the reporter was reporting from the scene.

But the point is not on that, but on the back of the photograph is a collapsed wall, jet black.

Apparently burned to the ground by fire.

But there is a wall that stands intact and looks like a gate, but the gate is long gone.

On that white wall was an iron plaque, similar to the house number.

I clicked on the image and kept zooming in and enlarged, and finally when I zoomed in to the point where the pixels were very blurry, I still couldn't see the numbers on it.

Only a silhouette resembling a 4 can be faintly seen.

I don't know if it's the kind of doubt in my heart that causes me to look at everything as if it were related to it.

"Brother Muyang, what are you doing, your head is about to be plugged into the computer......!"

Hu Xiaomei's voice sounded behind her, and the voice arrived beside her as soon as she fell.

When she saw the photo I clicked on, she sighed, and I asked her what was wrong.

She pointed to the blank space next to the wall that hadn't collapsed and said, "Brother Muyang, do you think this looks like a person standing?" ”

I looked down where he was fingering, and there was a slight reflection that looked like the camera had been exposed.

But after I compared it again and again, my heart suddenly tightened.

Because the human-like silhouette that Xiaomei said is not fake.

It is likely that a man who did not want to leave after death was standing in that place, and the place of the collapsed ruins was his home.

When I saw this, I didn't really care.

After all, with so many people killed in a fire like this kind of large-scale scene, it is inevitable that there will be a kind of resentment.

Too much evil energy, forming a hedging trend and producing a very bad phenomenon.

And what Xiaomei just said is one of them, because of the particularity of the camera, there are some things that humans can't see, and the camera can really do it.

I explained to my little sister that it was okay and pointed to the door number on the wall.

"Little sister, take a closer look at this house number, the house number on it, can you see it clearly?"

"I'll try!"

As she spoke, the little sister narrowed her triangular eyes, and her neck slowly leaned forward.

His eyes stopped at a distance of five or six centimeters from the computer, and his head moved up and down twice.

Turned around and said a sentence that made my heart cool to the bottom.

"Brother Muyang, if I'm not mistaken, this house number is...... Number 404! ”