The carriage gradually moved away, and the sound of chanting had disappeared behind the sound of horses' hooves.

Ah Miao put her hat back on.

Leizhou is not a place with many temples, and she seems to have only seen monks two or three times when she has grown up to now. In my memory, the color of those monks' robes was always as white as snow.

But she knew that the clothes worn by the monks were not snow-white.

What she really remembers is actually the heavy snow of that day.

The wind in the middle of winter is always like a boning knife. She curled up in the corner and watched the monks chanting scriptures in front of the dilapidated courtyard, unable to understand a word, but she guessed that they were bidding farewell to her parents and brother.

What a wonderful wish to be blissful in the afterlife.

The neighbors of the Zhong family, all braving the snow, gathered around the side, and followed the monks to chant words. Let's go, let's go, the farther the better.

It seems that the dead are still in that small courtyard.

Ah Miao really wanted to tell them, don't read it. What kind of afterlife bliss is all fake. Her father, mother, and brother had all been taken away by the man in black a long time ago.

But she didn't say anything.

In the blink of an eye, more than forty years have passed.

Ah Miao's face was hidden behind the veil, and her voice became hazy: "Qiuqiu, let the coachman turn around, and don't go to Dongshi first." ”

Qiuqiu was taken aback: "If you don't go to Dongshi, where will you go?" ”

Ah Miao turned her face sideways and lifted a corner of the curtain. The scenery outside the carriage became more and more unfamiliar, and it was not at all different from her memory.

She said in a low voice: "Go to Changle Lane." ”

That place that had never given her a little happiness, but had an extremely beautiful name.

Qiuqiu went out according to his words and explained to the coachman, but when he came back, his face was wrinkled: "Miss, the coachman said that Changle Lane is not a good place." ”

Ah Miao smiled softly behind the veil: "That's the poorest place in Leizhou City, of course it's not a good place." ”

Qiuqiu was a little uneasy, and after sitting back in place, she asked in a low voice, "Miss, what are you doing in that kind of place?" ”

Ah Miao looked out the window and said lightly: "It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered that there was an elder who lived in Changle Lane in the past." ”

Qiuqiu's eyes widened, and she wanted to ask carefully, but she thought that asking the bottom line was not what a maid should do, so she had to hold back and not say anything.

There was silence in the carriage.

I don't know how long later, the coachman shouted "Qiuqiu girl" outside.

Qiuqiu hurriedly went to see Ah Miao.

Ah Miao had already gotten up and was about to go outside, when she saw her looking over, she blocked it with her hand: "You stay here, you don't have to go with me." ”

"How can this work!" Qiuqiu said urgently, "You are alone, you don't even know the road, what should you do if you get lost?" ”

Ah Miao said: "It doesn't matter, something really happened, I will shout to you." ”

When Qiuqiu heard this, her face turned even paler: "What? Don't you even bring Chen Da? ”

Their coachman, Chen Da, had worshiped the master in the early years, learned some boxing and kicking, and could be used as a guard when he went out. But when Ah Miao said "you", it obviously meant that he wanted to go alone.

Qiuqiu refused to agree, but Ah Miao had already made up her mind.

She stepped out of the carriage and told Chen Da to take care of Qiuqiu, while she walked along the entrance of the alley and walked inside.

Decades have passed in this place, but it doesn't look any different than it used to be. The different Leizhou City and the same Changle Lane give her the illusion of going back in time.

Ah Miao followed the memories, walked and walked, and walked back to her childhood home.

The yard has long been deserted, but for some reason, no new houses have been built on it. It stands to reason that the Zhong family is gone, and this land is empty and empty, and someone must want it.

But when she looked around, the dilapidated ruins seemed to be a forbidden place.

She had only stood in front of the courtyard for a moment before eyes began to look at her. Slowly, there were more and more eyes like that. His gaze fell on her back, full of inquiry...... and disgust.

Ah Miao turned sideways and saw an old man with gray hair.

He was clutching a pair of trousers, and his shoes were a little torn.

"Who are you?" He looked at her hood warily. Ordinary girls don't pay so much attention when they go out. Ah Miao's clean and tidy shoes made him sure that the person in front of him must not be a resident of Changle Lane.

The poor and pickled Changle Lane is not a popular place.

Strange outsiders, standing here, are more conspicuous than the pearl.

He carried half a dead duck and asked Ah Miao quickly: "Look at you, you don't look like a person from Changle Lane at all, what are you doing here?" ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the old courtyard behind Ah Miao.

The overgrown ground is green and secluded.

He shuddered, withdrew his gaze, and looked at Ah Miao again.

Ah Miao smiled: "This courtyard, could it be that the old man is yours?" ”

When the old man heard this, he was stunned: "How can this ghost place be mine!" He denied it very quickly, as if he had been swallowed up by the green on the ground if he had slowed it down.

Ah Miao smelled a faint smell of blood in the air.

It was from the half of the duck that died in his hand.

She took half a step back to the side, still smiling, "Since it's not your yard, why do you care what I'm doing here?" ”

The old man choked, he didn't expect her little girl to be so polite.

He furrowed two sparse and gray eyebrows, and said in a vicious voice: "I am kind enough to remind you that this place is not clean. ”

The breeze blew and the veil was raised.

He saw a pointed jaw on one side.

Ah Miao raised her hand and pressed the veil back, her voice full of curiosity: "Oh? Not clean? What does this say? ”

The old man was angry: "You are not from Changle Lane, clean or not, it has nothing to do with you, let's go quickly!" He grabbed the duck's neck with one hand and waved it with the other, "Hurry up, hurry up!" ”

This gesture really looks like he is chasing something unclean.

Ah Miao took out her purse and threw it to him.

As soon as the old man's hand was released, half of the dead duck with his neck fell to the ground with a "snap".

A thin layer of dirt flew up.

He held his purse in both hands and shook it.

The small purse, the workmanship is exquisite, and the materials are expensive, all of which have never been seen by the people of Changle Lane.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Ah Miao quietly. A few fingers, the purse has been quickly untied. There are white flowers of silver in it, and they are in pieces!

Although it looks like broken silver, it is still an unimaginable fortune for him.

When the duck fell to the ground, he forgot to pick it up, but poured the silver in the palm of his hand, grabbed it piece by piece, put it in his mouth and bit it, and asked vaguely: "These...... All for me? ”

Ah Miao turned her head to look at the small courtyard, and the messy stones made her unable to remember the original appearance of the house.

"yes."

She replied softly.

The old man immediately opened his eyebrows and smiled: "You said it earlier!" ”

Honorific titles are used.

Ah Miao sneered silently.

The old man put away his purse and touched his hair: "There was a very scary murder in that courtyard decades ago. Mom and Dad, son, were poisoned by the youngest daughter of the family......"