A few drops of cold rain fell on the tip of Mu Xiaowu's nose, she shivered, and woke up from her sleep. In front of him was a black forest, and in the distance there were several ridges, as if drawn with a pen dipped in ink, rough and arrogant.

She was stunned for a while, and finally realized why she was here: she and Mu Cripple were originally going to Qingzhou to visit an old friend, but Mu Cripple ate too much wine during the day, so he drove the hired carriage into this dense forest, the carriage was stuck by the tree trunk, and the horse was frightened and ran away, so they had to take their luggage and walk forward. But when it got dark, Mu Cripple's injured leg couldn't bear it, so the two decided to rest in the forest for one night, and then continue their journey at dawn the next day.

The rain was still dripping, Mu Xiaowu frowned, suddenly got up neatly, squinting on the ground and rummaging for her baggage. Mu Cripple was also awakened, rubbing his eyes and muttering, "It's not dawn yet, what are you tossing here?" ”

"Where's my baggage?"

Mu Xiaowu's tone was very anxious, and he frightened Mu Cripple, so he hurriedly handed over the burden that he used as a pillow. Mu Xiaowu opened the burden three times and divided five by two, grabbed the re-strung rosary from it, and stared at it carefully for a long time before slowing down his voice and saying, "I know what the name of the guy attached to my body is." ”

Mu Cripple's wine woke up completely, his upper and lower teeth hit each other a few times, and he stammered, "It's ...... Call...... What is it called? ”

"San." Holding the rosary in the palm of his hand, he said softly, "It's called San." ”

Mu lame swallowed, "Are you ...... How do you know? Who told you that? ”

"No one told me, I remembered it myself," she said thoughtfully, glancing at Mu Cripple, "Do you remember the night when it was retained by the rosary in Zhaitang Village?" The moment it retreated, I came out. However, in this brief moment of alternation, I saw the string of rosaries on the ground move, and the beads roamed on the ground, forming the word 'mulberry'. However, at that time, my soul had not yet fully returned to its place, and it was quickly taken away, so I forgot about this stubble completely. However, in my dream just now, I suddenly remembered again: the word 'mulberry' was shining silver, like a shackle encrusted with precious stones, imprisoning it in the middle. ”

"How can the rosary move? It didn't move at all that night, and even if they spelled it out as a 'mulberry', it doesn't mean it's the name. Mu Cripple's spit was about to spray on Mu Xiaowu's face.

Mu Xiaowu sighed, "Why did you give birth to an elm brain melon?" At the alternating moment, I am it, it is me. Others can't see that word, but it sees that word and remembers that this is its name, this feeling, I can perceive, perceive it clearly, and there will never be a fake. ”

Mu Cripple completely figured it out this time, he blinked his eyes and made a summary, "One, it's called Sang; Two, it regained its name; Three, the owner of the rosary also recognizes it. That's what it means, right? ”

Mu Xiaowu nodded and said, "It's just that it has found its name, I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing for us." ”

Mu lame rubbed his hands, "Yes, I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing, but then again, it hasn't appeared for three months, and I don't know if it's because I'm afraid of this string of beads......"

While speaking, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, Mu Xiaowu took off his clothes and covered his head, and couldn't help but think of the carriage that was damaged by Mu Cripple, a fire ignited in his heart again, and he frowned and said, "Take care of the front first, find a place to shelter from the rain, do you want to sleep in this wet grass for the night?" ”

was asked by her like this, Mu Cripple's heart suddenly became empty, he didn't do bad things once or twice because of drinking, although he didn't change it repeatedly, but his attitude was still good after every mistake. So he stood up, put his hand on the pergola and looked around, and when he saw a few small houses not far away, he was overjoyed and said, "There seem to be a few rooms in front, let's see if we can please the master and borrow a place to shelter from the rain." ”

***

The seven rooms outside the forest were arranged in a trigonal pattern, each of which was built low, and all of them had no windows, except for a patterned arched stone door. The front room was the largest, and was guarded by two stone lions outside, the lions were small and covered in moss, apparently baptized for hundreds of years.

The two lions were fierce-looking, their eyes wide with rage, their eyeballs bursting out, and they were lying low in the tall wild grass, looking like they were about to pounce.

"This ...... This is ......" Mu Cripple circled around the land, and at the end, he stopped beside Mu Xiaowu and smiled at her, "This is ......"

"It's a cemetery." Mu Xiaowu's eyes almost rolled to the sky, she sighed deeply, and stared at the tomb at the front, "But now I have no choice, I can only take refuge under the eaves of that big tomb first, otherwise before we reach Qingzhou, the two of us will fall ill first." ”

"I hope there is nothing strange here, I won't tell you, after experiencing the incident of the Yan family, my courage is getting smaller and smaller, and now I am trembling even to do a serious business, for fear that if I am not careful, I will embroider something that should not be embroidered." Mu Cripple shuddered after speaking, and he didn't know whether he was poured by the cold rain or frightened.

But Mu Xiaowu ignored him, and only walked along a stone path paved in the middle of the stone lions, came to the steps of the large tomb and sat down, opened the baggage and found a clean dress to change into.

Seeing her like this, Mu Cripple also hurriedly picked up some dry branches and lit a bonfire in front of the stone steps. The two sat on the stone steps, and for a while no one spoke, just staring at the bonfire that was not burning too vigorously in a daze.

The rain was a little lighter, and it hit the stone lion, making a "dong dong" sound, which was very crisp, as if someone was hitting the xylophone.

"You say, who is buried in this tomb, and why is there no monument?" After a while, Mu Cripple was the first to break the silence and asked in a hissing voice.

"I don't know, maybe it's not a person at all, the ancients had a strange temperament, in addition to the clothes and mounds, there are also funeral pianos, burial swords, gods and gods, I don't understand what they are thinking." Mu Xiaowu said and glanced behind her, but at this look, she suddenly stood up straight and said "huh" inside.

"It's strange, why is this tomb door ajar and not closed."