postscript
""Listening to Strange Things in the Autumn Grave", is this it?"
In front of a grocery store at the intersection, a middle-aged man stood with a mobile phone in his hand, wearing a crisp suit, looking like a successful person, and holding a book in the other hand that read "Listening to Strange Things in the Autumn Grave".
He stood in front of the grocery store, his expression a little dazed, and he looked at the address on the note in the book, and after repeatedly confirming that it was here, he was ready to go in.
At this time, a voice came from behind him: "Is this this place?" ”
He heard the voice and looked back, an old man, full of white hair, in the same hand as him, also holding a copy of "Listening to Strange Things in the Autumn Grave".
"Why, you received this book too?"
"Yo, you have it too!" When the old man saw the book in the middle-aged man's hand, he was a little surprised: "Have you read this broken book?" I don't know where I sent it, it's a mess, and I haven't read it, but there is a note on it, asking me to come to this place, saying that I will stay until the next spring, when Yan returns, the old people come to each other, inexplicable. ”
"Me too, I don't know what's going on."
The two were talking, and after a while, a man and a woman, a young couple, came from behind.
The two of them looked relatively young, each holding a copy of "Listening to Strange Things in the Autumn Grave", and when they came to the grocery store, they looked very puzzled when they saw the middle-aged man and the old man.
"Yo, there are two more, both with books, what do you call them?"
"Wu Tian, this is my wife, Guoguo, what are the two of you?" The man named Wu Tian, after seeing the book in the hands of the middle-aged man and the old man, obviously couldn't figure out what was going on.
The old man talked a lot, his mouth was broken, and he said: "The old man's surname is Liu, and he is called Liu Kuaikou, you can just call me Uncle Liu." ”
"You are also surnamed Liu, coincidentally, so am I, a letter per word, Liu Xin." The middle-aged man smiled.
"I see you're wearing such a neat suit, what are you doing?" The old man named Liu Kuaikou asked Liu Xin, he smiled, tidied up his suit, and said, "I, I used to be an anchor, and now I have set up a media company." ”
"Yo, big boss!"
"Big boss can't talk about it, uncle, I see you are so talkative, what are you doing?"
"Me, what I'm doing is not enough for outsiders, and you don't understand it."
A few people were talking, and after a while, another person came over, holding "Listening to Strange Things in the Autumn Grave" in his hand, Wu Tian saw this tall man with glasses, and shouted excitedly: "Senior brother! Why are you here too? ”
The man who was called Senior Brother pushed his glasses and saw a group of people in front of him holding a book in their hands, and his expression was a little puzzled: "Wu Tian, why are you here?" ”
"It's weird, everyone here seems to have received this book, did someone call us here on purpose?"
"Is it a press conference by some author?"
"It's not like ah, this is a grocery store, and this grocery store doesn't look formal, you look at the sign at the door, and it is also posted to introduce all kinds of miscellaneous work, and there are small advertisements everywhere on it."
Between a few people's words, from behind, there was a sound of "da-da" high heels.
Everyone didn't care, and they didn't seem to hear the voice.
The high heels walked and stopped, and then asked, a very gentle and sweet voice: "Excuse me... Here it is ... Is it a 'serious grocery store'? ”
The voice sounded a little nervous, and everyone was attracted by the voice, and when they looked back, a long-haired woman in a dress, holding a book in her arms, looked at the group of people in front of her with some nervousness.
"This is it, and you also received the book to come here?" The uncle named Liu Kuaikou asked, "What's your name, girl?" ”
"Chen Qing." The woman nodded lightly, her expression a little puzzled: "This is... Where is it? ”
"Who knows, what do you say to go to the 'Zheng'er Bajing Grocery Store', this name is not proper when you hear it!"
While talking, a fat cat ran out and squatted at the door of the store, this cat was strange enough, not afraid of people, as if it had also received the book, waiting.
After a while, the door of the grocery store suddenly opened.
A man wearing a black hat and a trench coat walked out, the collar of his coat covered his face, and he couldn't see anything, he was tall and looked somewhat imposing.
The moment he walked out, everyone was stunned, followed closely, and listened to him: "Everyone is here, come in." ”
Then he pushed open the door, he walked in first, and a group of people outside the door looked puzzled and hesitated for a long time before following in.
There was a wooden table in the room, which was covered with dust, and when everyone sat down, the man in the black coat immediately closed the door, and in an instant, the room was so dark that nothing could be seen.
"Why are you shut?"
Liu Kuaikou asked, followed by a candle lit up in the dark, and the man stood in front of everyone, holding a dim candle, which could only shine on his hat, and said in a very serious tone: "Welcome to the Zheng'er Bajing Grocery Store, now, according to the commission of the faceless man, the author of "Listening to Strange Things in the Autumn Grave", I called you over in order to put an end to you. ”
"What's the end?"
"Maybe you haven't read this book, it tells the story of a pair of brothers on a long journey, originally it was just a story, but the two brothers were on the road, many years ago, they met a ghost called the faceless man, and this ghost loves writing very much, so it asked the two brothers to write their experience into a book, and you are all characters in it."
Everyone looked at each other, and no one heard what the man was saying.
"You don't understand, it doesn't matter, when the faceless man wrote this book, the two brothers had already left, and after he finished writing, he found us in the grocery store and entrusted us with the final thing, since we took over this job, we have to do it, although many years have passed, but it is not impossible."
"What you have to do is very simple, first, read the book again, and secondly, go to Rakshasa Island, where there are two people, one is called Tu Liangmu and the other is called Tu Qian."
"Oh yes, you have to take a cat with you, and drive this car, don't worry, there will be someone on the road to protect you."
The man in black pointed his finger, and everyone turned their heads to look, and in the corner of the house, there was a white RV, and on the front of the car, holding the big fat cat just now.
"Any questions?" The man spoke concisely, but no one in the crowd reacted.
"So why don't I go?" Wu Tian asked weakly.
"If you have the ability, try it." The man's voice was not loud, but it sounded creepy: "I advise you to go over, to be honest, you don't remember them, and they don't remember you, so there will be the meaning of our existence in this world, and when you see each other, you will understand." ”
These people came here in a daze, and finally drove the car in a daze, and went to an inexplicable place.
Luckily, some of them finished reading the book.
It's Chen Qing, the reason why she is nervous is to come here, go to that island, and see that person.
The journey was long, and it took many days to drive, during which time they would open the book when they had nothing to do, and for some reason, for some reason, they always felt as if there was a force driving them forward.
It seems to be a deception, but they always have inexplicable hope and waiting in their hearts.
In the end, it took them almost a month to finish reading the book and come to Rakshasa Island, a small island that is almost isolated from the rest of the world.
Several people went down to the island, hugged the cat, and walked out of the depths of the island, and soon, they came to a land of lakes and seas.
This place is full of peach blossoms, flocks of flaming birds, and they see through the flying petals that there is an island in the middle of the lake, and on the island, there are two people standing, smiling in front of them, waving gently to them.
(ENDS)
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Chapter synopsis "Is this the place for "Listening to Strange Things in the Autumn Grave?"
In front of a grocery store at the intersection, a middle-aged man stood with a mobile phone in his hand, wearing a crisp suit, looking like a successful person, and holding a book in the other hand that read "Listening to Strange Things in the Autumn Grave".
He stood in front of the grocery store, his expression a little dazed, and he looked at the address on the note in the book, and after repeatedly confirming that it was here, he was ready to go in.
At this time, a voice came from behind him: "Is this this place?" ”
He heard the voice and looked back, an old man, full of white hair, in the same hand as him, also holding a copy of "Listening to Strange Things in the Autumn Grave".
"Why, you received this book too?"
"Yo, you have it too!" When the old man saw the book in the middle-aged man's hand, he was a little surprised: "Have you read this broken book?" I don't know where I sent it, it's a mess, and I haven't read it, but there is a note on it, asking me to come to this place, saying that I will stay until the next spring, when Yan returns, the old people come to each other, inexplicable. ”
"Me too, I don't know what's going on."
The two were talking, and after a while, a man and a woman, a young couple, came from behind.
The two of them looked relatively young, each holding a copy of "Listening to Strange Things in the Autumn Grave", and when they came to the grocery store, they looked very puzzled when they saw the middle-aged man and the old man.
"Yo, there are two more, both with books, what do you call them?"
"Wu Tian, this is my wife, Guoguo, what are the two of you?" The man named Wu Tian, after seeing the book in the hands of the middle-aged man and the old man, obviously couldn't figure out what was going on.
The old man talked a lot, his mouth was broken, and he said: "The old man's surname is Liu, and he is called Liu Kuaikou, you can just call me Uncle Liu." ”
"You are also surnamed Liu, coincidentally, so am I, a letter per word, Liu Xin." The middle-aged man smiled.
"I see you're wearing such a neat suit, what are you doing?" The old man named Liu Kuaikou asked Liu Xin, he smiled, tidied up his suit, and said, "I, I used to be an anchor, and now I have set up a media company." ”
"Yo, big boss!"
"Big boss can't talk about it, uncle, I see you are so talkative, what are you doing?"
"Me, what I'm doing is not enough for outsiders, and you don't understand it."
A few people were talking, and after a while, another person came over, holding "Listening to Strange Things in the Autumn Grave" in his hand, Wu Tian saw this tall man with glasses, and shouted excitedly: "Senior brother! Why are you here too? ”
The man who was called Senior Brother pushed his glasses and saw a group of people in front of him holding a book in their hands, and his expression was a little puzzled: "Wu Tian, why are you here?" ”
"It's weird, everyone here seems to have received this book, did someone call us here on purpose?"
"Is it a press conference by some author?"
"It's not like that,