When the light of the street lamp outside the window hit the patient's face, I don't know if it was an illusion in my eyes, or if it was true, but I just felt that the forehead on the patient's face, which was covered by hair, seemed to be transparent.

In an instant, through his messy hair, and the skin on the outside of his forehead, even the almost transparent frontal bone could be seen.

Just when I was startled, Zhang Momo greeted Lao Meng outside, and the lights in the room came back on. However, in the brightly lit environment, I could not see anything unusual about the patient's forehead.

I couldn't help but start looking at this patient again, if what I just saw was just my illusion, then it was okay to say, if it was true, then it only means that the patient had also practiced Bandar Jue, and he was a middle and high master.

People who have cultivated Banda Jue will be much stronger mentally than ordinary people, will such people also be insane?

"Do you know Bandar Kyaw?" I couldn't help but whisper to the patient, but when the lights came back on, the other person closed his mouth tightly and refused to say a word.

"Do you remember?" I still refused to give up, and asked in a low voice, "Are those who want to chase you trying to snatch something from you?" What is it? ”

My question remained unanswered, and the patient was like an old monk who had wandered all over the world, leaving only a shell here.

I asked several times in a row, and I couldn't help but feel a little impatient, but I couldn't do anything to him.

In the end, I gave up, at least for now, getting nothing out of the patient's mouth.

After Zhang Momo returned, he asked the patient a few more words, and as before, the patient turned a deaf ear to all the questions. There's nothing we can do about it.

In desperation, we had no choice but to leave. However, Zhang Momo and I have a consensus, although I can't ask anything now, I must not let the patient leave here, if his news leaks out, it is estimated that Zhao Sanyuan will not let him go.

Zhang Momo chatted with Lao Meng again, and Lao Meng patted his chest and assured that there was absolutely no problem with the patient here, and he would definitely do his best. Zhang Momo wanted to leave some treatment fees, and Lao Meng would not collect them.

When I came out of the hospital, it was already late at night, and when I looked back, I always felt that there might be more secrets hidden in this patient than I thought. It's just that now I don't have the ability or the way to dig out the secrets of him.

The two of us drove back to Huayang, and I could feel that Zhang Momo seemed to be haggard during this time, and the makeup on his face couldn't hide the flow of his looks.

At this time, Lao Wang called Zhang Momo, tired of it, and said that he wanted to invite Zhang Momo to drink two glasses. Zhang Momo turned his head to look at me and said, "Let's go together." ”

"It's you who is making an appointment, not me."

"There are more people and it is lively, and I can't drink it when there are fewer people."

Zhang Momo made an appointment with Lao Wang, and contacted Ning Xiaomei, and when the four of them met, Lao Wang's face was green, but he didn't say anything.

A drink was drunk until four or five o'clock in the morning, and the three of them drank staggeredly, as if I was still a little sober. When I was drunk and hazy, I thought of reincarnation and fate.

If it weren't for reincarnation, how could fate always pull people who looked exactly like me, running back and forth on this seemingly endless road again and again?

On the second day, we each rested for a day, and on the third day, Lao Wang and I were on the road. I took him and drove back to my hometown, but I didn't want anyone to know that I was back to the village, so I parked my car far away from the village.

I am very familiar with the terrain around the village, and Lao Wang and I made a special detour of a small road that few people walked, and went around to the road that entered the back mountain. On the way into the back mountain, it is estimated that no one has walked for a long time, I saw the pile of stones in front of the road, this pile of stones is only about a meter high, no one must have touched it for many years, and the gap between the stones is still growing with yellow grass.

Lao Wang and I walked around the stone, and as soon as we went around, it was equivalent to entering the back mountain.

"Why is this place so deserted?" Lao Wang checked his backpack and glanced ahead: "Where are we going?" ”

I also took the opportunity to look into the distance, this season, the grass and trees are yellow, the mountains near and far, a bleak, I don't know why, after this glance, my heart, inexplicably floating a trace of sadness.

"Let's find an old pine tree, on the top of a hill, and find it to have a look."

The road in front of me is relatively easy to walk, although no one has walked for many years, but it is quite flat, and it is not difficult to walk. Traveling in this kind of place is much looser than walking on the old road of Danmeng and Huyang River, not only because you have less equipment on your body, but also feel relaxed psychologically. Lao Wang talked a lot, chattering while walking, chattering for a while, and complaining that Ning Kitten and I had no eyes the night before.

"Why did Ning Kitten and I provoke you again?"

"Are you both blind? Can't even see it? Lao Wang smiled faintly with a kind of confused confidence: "Mo Mo originally wanted to be alone with me, but as soon as the two of you get involved, she will definitely be embarrassed to say it." ”

"Okay, we're both in the way." I have no temper, and people like Lao Wang who live in their own world can't be reasonable.

The two of us chatted and walked, and before we knew it, we had been walking for almost three hours. The area of the back mountain is very large, but the people in the village usually don't go so far to hunt rabbits in the back mountain. Lao Wang and I stopped to rest for a while, and as soon as we sat on the ground, I could see the right ankle.

When I first returned to Huayang, I shaved off the brown hair that had grown on my right ankle, but this fine hair was like a creeper, jumping everywhere, originally only on the ankle, but now it has spread to the calf and knee.

As soon as I look at my ankles, I can think of the corpses found on the other side of the Poplar River, and of the dense hair-like hairs in the cranial cavities of the corpses. Thinking of this, goosebumps broke up all over my body, and I quickly interrupted my train of thought, unwilling to think about it anymore.

We rested for twenty minutes, and it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon, and it was estimated that we could not find the old pine tree today, so we had to stay overnight on this side of the back mountain.

At this time, I noticed that the road under my feet seemed to be clearly manicured. From the time you enter the back mountain until now, the road is generally relatively wide, but when you get here, the path becomes narrower, so someone has made the road wider.

On both sides of the road, there were artificially paved large and small stones, and the gaps between the stones were filled with earth. Seeing this, I can probably guess that this road was paved by those who used to burn gangue in the mountains, and the gangue kilns were pulled out of the mountains to sell, and the motor vehicles could not drive in, so they could only use the kind of donkey carts to pull outwards, and the road was too narrow for the donkey carts to pass.

There are people burning gangue in the back mountain, this is a rumor I heard from the villagers, I didn't expect that someone might have built a gangue kiln here.

Sure enough, after walking for about ten minutes at most, the path branched off to the right, and the fork led to a very low-lying depression beside it, and you could see that there were two gangue kilns in the depression, and directly opposite the gangue kilns were three very simple huts.

"In such a deserted place, there are still people?"

"In the past, it was burned here, but the gangue kiln has been abandoned for a long time." When I answered Lao Wang, I couldn't help but think of the rumors circulating in several villages, that the four people who went into the mountains to burn gangue had been working for half a year at most, and none of them had gone out, as if the world had evaporated.

The gangue kiln in front of him is indeed deserted, and the three huts are crooked, as if a gust of wind can blow them down. I'm a little hairy, and I may not have such a big reaction when I hear people talk about rumors outside, but now that I look at the gangue kiln in the mountains, I feel that the rumors I have heard are true?

Those four people who burned gangue evaporated from the world?

I used to rarely seriously ponder the mountain rumors I heard from the village, because the imagination of the villagers will be stimulated to the greatest extent when telling a story, and it is a small thing, which is passed on by word of mouth, and everyone will add a subplot of their own imagination to it, and in the end, this little thing has become a bridge that can't be made up in the TV series.

After the four kiln burners disappeared, their village carried out a very large-scale search, and at least dozens of people went into the back mountain together, but finally failed to find anyone. But the search was just that, and since then, no one has come in to look for the four kilns.

Whether this happened or not, no one knows.

After thinking about it for a while, I suddenly felt a little ridiculous, whether it was Dan Meng or the old road of the Huyang River, it was much more thrilling than this back mountain, the wind and waves had passed, but I was afraid of capsizing in the small river ditch, maybe I complicated simple things.

"I say, if you're not sure you'll find the old pine tree tonight, let's just spend the night here." Lao Wang pointed to the three huts in front of him and said, "It's good to have a room to stay in and make a fire at night, if we miss this place and can't find a suitable place, we will freeze." ”

"Okay." I thought about it, nodded and agreed, the weather is already cold now, especially in the mountains, the night wind is biting, and it is better to have a hut than to sleep in the wilderness.

The two of us walked towards the three dilapidated huts, the kiln factory was quiet, and when we walked to the three small dilapidated houses, Lao Wang put down his backpack, stretched his waist, looked at the crooked door of the small dilapidated house, and he reflexively shouted: "Is there anyone?" ”

As soon as Lao Wang's words fell, there was a sound of rustling in the small dilapidated house on the right, and immediately after, the two of us actually heard someone in the room respond: "Someone." ”

My scalp was numb all of a sudden, how could there be someone in a kiln factory that had been abandoned for so many years!?