Following the path by the factory wall, we began to walk towards the back mountain, and asked Xiao Zhang, they used to go there often on weekends, and there was no accident. I described the shallow cave in the shade, and there was nothing wrong with them having gone in.

Leaving the confines of the lumber mill, I had just turned a corner, and I saw a familiar figure, a tall, thin man of twenty-four or five, standing at the corner of the ridge in front of him with his hands behind his back. In front of him knelt the soul of an old dragon bell, seemingly asking him for something. In a small shed built with broken bricks and tiles next to him, a boy who was not about ten years old was pushing the old man's body and shouting hoarsely: "Grandpa! Wake up......"

"Ahh What's going on? ”

Zhuang Yan was the first to hold back, walked forward quickly, squatted down beside the boy, put her right hand on the old man's neck, opened her eyelids with her left hand, and looked at the old man's pupils.

The tuberculosis king and Xiao Zhang hurriedly rushed forward to help.

I stood beside the two souls and looked at them.

The old man noticed that I was looking at them, and hurriedly said to the young man, "Help, he can see us." ”

"I know." The man turned around, and I seemed to remember that this was the ghost who came to pick up Li Qirong. Cold, indifferent, but a little more handsome than me.

"What's the matter? Do you want me to help? I took the initiative to speak.

"Please take care of yourself, half a pillar of incense." There is still no nonsense about the ghost difference, it seems that the old man died of natural causes, and the ghost is more timely.

The old man hurriedly crawled over, and I hurriedly picked up 'it' and said, "I have something to say." ”

"Please help my grandson, his name is Cheng Xiaowu, he is the name I gave, it is the child I picked up on Qianxing Road six years ago. When I picked it up, I was about three years old, and now I'm nine years old. I live by scavenging, I don't have much money, I'm gone, he has no one to take care of, although he can support himself now, please help him, can you send him to school. With that, the old man knelt down again.

"Alright! I tried my best. "I don't know where I got the courage to take on such a big thing, maybe I can't even support myself. Thinking of this, I continued: "But I am a Heavenly Master, I can only go alone, and I will find a way to settle Xiao Wu." ”

"Thank you, thank you! I hope he can live well. The old man kowtowed to me seriously, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped.

Like an old man of my grandfather's age kowtowing to me, I didn't dare to stand it at all, but the speed was too fast, and I couldn't stop it, a little embarrassed, "Uncle, you don't have to be like this, everyone you see will take care of this." ”

The old man stood up and said solemnly: "Under my cover, I picked up something three years ago, I don't know what it is, I just think it's very valuable." Or you can take a look later, and if it fits, take it with you! ”

I nodded and said I would see, and the old man turned to the ghost and prepared to follow him to the spiritual realm.

I turned to the ghost.

"By the way, the question you said last time has been reflected above. But at what level, I don't know. Don't worry, I'll let you know when I get back to you. "After the ghost finished talking to me, he wanted to take the old man away.

I looked at them both and was speechless.

Before disappearing, it turned around again and said, "By the way, according to my boss, you have achieved great results during this time, and your remuneration may be temporarily withheld, because I am afraid that you will grow smaller and smaller in the world, unless you can ......"

"What?" I looked at the ghost, hoping to clear my mind.

"If you can find the Tiangang Mirror and store your spiritual power, we can send you a reward." The ghost looked at me and needed a sign that I had received or understood.

I hurriedly lifted the T-shirt under my suit, revealing the side of the undershirt, the bronze mirror hanging from my neck, "Is this it?" ”

The ghost was obviously a little surprised, stared at me for half a minute, and nodded, "Yes!" But I don't think you need it now. Where did you get this Tiangang mirror? There are only three mirrors in the world. ”

My Virgin Mary, such a rare treasure that Daoyou said to give it to me, I only exempted them from a hundred fees, what kind of incense do I burn in my life! Thinking of this, I felt a little guilty about the old Taoist friend. When I have time, I still look for them, such a valuable Tiangang mirror is worthy of it.

"How do you use it?" I'm busy saying what concerns me most.

"You learn it, learn to use it to send a soul back, and we'll know. Take care of yourself, there will be a period later..."

Before I could continue, the two souls vanished, and I should have asked him how he had learned. This ghost is bad, half-talked, even a manual is reluctant to give me one, if there is a complaint channel, see if I don't complain to you.

I was secretly complaining, Zhuang Yan stood at the shack dissatisfiedly and shouted, "Come and help!" Everyone is trying to figure out a way, what belly are you showing? What's that, heart goggles? ”

I put on my clothes and went to the shack, and the boy looked at us, still sobbing from time to time.

I first asked the tuberculosis king to contact Director Ma by phone, hoping to lend a hand and spend money on the funeral home to bury the old man.

The king of tuberculosis went to the side to make a phone call and report to the factory director.

I turned to the boy kindly: "Your name is Cheng Xiaowu?" ”

The boy nodded.

"I've seen your grandfather, and he asked me to continue to take care of you, would you like to?"

The boy shook his head firmly.

"Why?"

"You're so dark, like a bad person." Cheng Xiaowu was blunt.

Although they had just separated from their grandfather, Zhuang Yan, Xiao Zhang, and King Tuberculosis smiled unkindly. Zhuang Yan, in particular, very much agrees with Cheng Xiaowu's conclusion.

"Xiao Wu, how many of us do you think, who is most like a good person?" But I can make it possible for Mount Tai to collapse in front of me without changing my face.

Cheng Xiaowu looked at the four of us, and all three of them held back their laughter.

"This uncle is most like ......," Cheng Xiaowu pointed to the tuberculosis king.

"Brother Wang, why don't you send Xiao Wu back first, discuss with Director Ma, can you send Xiao Wu to the welfare home first, and then pick it up when you find a suitable one! I'm really powerless about this. ”

"Okay, but is it okay just a few of you?" The Tuberculosis King looked at the mountain road ahead and asked uneasily.

"It's not a big problem, you can just give the things in your backpack to Xiao Zhang and Xiao Zhuang."

Zhuang Yan's eyes were a little strange, and she clearly said: 'I didn't call you Xiao Yang, you call me Xiao Zhuang first?' ’

The tuberculosis king vacated his backpack and talked to Cheng Xiaowu kindly.

It was still early, and we could wait for the funeral home to arrive, so we teased Xiao Wu and walked a short distance in the direction of the lumber mill. Xiao Wu was a little reluctant to leave the old man too far, as if he had to wait for the old man to be buried before he begged to leave. We gathered around, asked questions and answers, and learned a little about the situation.

In Xiao Wu's memory, the old man is his own grandfather, and he has no parents. Every day, I followed the old man down the mountain to pick up some things for money, and next to the shack, several vegetable fields of considerable scale have been opened up, and some melons, fruits, vegetables and vegetables have been planted. The old man was in good health, loved to laugh, and never thought that the old man would die. According to Xiao Wu, two days ago, his grandfather suddenly fell ill, and his body was hot and cold, and he had no choice but to know where to find a doctor. I can only use my thin body to take care of my grandfather's food, and I can't count on the rest at all.

And I understand that Xiao Wu is a child abandoned by his family, I told the tuberculosis king, let him go to the welfare home to register, six years ago Qian Xinglu picked up the child, when he picked it up, there was no identification, about three years old.

I look at their huts, they are not big, but they are sheltered from the wind and rain. Surrounded by a hill of bottles, not far away a trickle of water flowing down from the hill was stopped into a small pond, which was crystal clear. A nineteen-year-old child can cook for himself in this environment, which is considered very capable. Suddenly it occurred to me that the old man suddenly fell ill two days ago, could it have something to do with me?

Thinking of this, I quickly walked back to the old man's body and touched the valve on his neck, but fortunately, there was no sign of residual yin qi. Combined with the time when the ghost cha appeared, I was sure that it had nothing to do with the double cultivation evil spirits that escaped from the lumber mill. Secretly breathing, if it was because of me, I dare not imagine what I would think.

I walked a short distance into the mountains, bypassing the place where the sun was shining, and called out Xie Tian.

"You go along this road, about a mile, go and see first, and come back here and tell me what you encounter. We waited for them to come back. "I showed Xie Tian the route.

"Well, you guys follow." Xie Tian replied and went inside first.

As soon as he turned around, Zhuang Yan stood behind him.

"How do you know that his name is Cheng Xiaowu, who was he talking to just now?" Zhuang Yan looked serious.

"His grandfather told me that he just asked a friend to help us go to the front first."

"Oh!"

Zhuang Yan turned around and returned to Cheng Xiaowu with me, and saw from a distance a few lumber mill workers carrying stretchers and other equipment appeared on the mountain road.

It turned out that after receiving the call, Director Ma immediately contacted the funeral home. The funeral home heard that the corpse was going up the mountain, so it didn't want to arrange someone to come, and then negotiated left and right, and the factory director decided to arrange someone to carry the old man to the factory first, and wait for the funeral home's car in the factory.

A group of people carried the old man to the stretcher, carried it and left first. The king of tuberculosis waited for Xiao Wu to cry for a while, took Xiao Wu's hand, and slowly followed.

Zhuang Yan and Xiao Zhang are not in a high mood, and mine is also a little depressed.

I went to the shack to see what the old man was talking about.

Zhuang Yan saw my intention and hurriedly stopped: "What are you doing! You're going to turn over the dead man's stuff too? The dead are big, do you understand ......"

"The child's grandfather said that there is something under the cover, see if I am suitable for it."

"Really? Then take a look. Zhuang Yan squatted next to her with a curious face, waiting for me to turn it over.

"But you have a point, the dead are greater. But what's the whole thing? I asked, pointing to the contents of the shack.

"Look at what the old man gave you, otherwise I'll go back to the company and talk to the leaders, and ask them to contact the relevant departments to deal with it."

That's the only way, I didn't expect Zhuang Yan to have a useful place to deal with the aftermath.

When I lifted the cover on the bed, it wasn't actually a bed, it was just a platform made of scrap bricks picked up from various construction sites, with a small wooden board in the middle. I picked up the plank, and under it was a square hole with something wrapped in a white cloth.