As the saying goes: "The boat will naturally go straight to the bridge", "there is no flame mountain that cannot be passed", so no matter what difficulties you encounter in life, you must face it with a smile, which is a positive attitude towards life, and it is also Mu Xichen's attitude towards life.

The light is just right, and the weather is warm. Mu Xichen didn't know that Jiang Xuejuan had already followed back to school, the girl was wearing a thin chiffon dress, stepping barefoot behind the large glass window on the top floor of the teaching building, her two palms were quietly attached to the glass, and her eyes moved slowly with the two figures, one fat and one thin.

"Really, leave me behind again!" Jiang Xuejuan smacked the glass in annoyance, the golden heavenly palace was still quietly suspended in the air, wrapped in layers of golden clouds, which really made it difficult for ordinary people to find that there was actually a floating object in the sky, if she hadn't followed Mu Xichen's gaze to find it, maybe she wouldn't have found this thing.

The two of them walked out of the school gate one after the other, and the things on the fat man's back were so eye-catching that they were almost stopped by the security guards.

"Fatty, let's get a car." Mu Xichen whispered to He Fan, there is still a distance from Xi'an, for the penniless two poor ghosts, if you want to go to the mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang in Xi'an, you must first have the capital to get there.

"You can drive?! Besides, where do we go to find a car to drive? The fat man was so surprised that he almost dropped his mouth, he reached out and touched Chenzi's forehead, "Shouldn't you be stupid?" Mu Xichen slapped it away with one hand speechlessly, and said in disgust: "I have learned it a long time ago, what's so difficult about this?" "Let's look around, hoping to find a good car that no one else wants. But this chance is slim, so he had to decide whether to take the fat man to find two jobs and rent a second-hand car a month.

He raised his eyebrows at the fat man after thinking of the plan, "Come with me and you'll know." "

In the remote area of Shaanxi, an ordinary middle school is sparsely populated. It is the town to the southeast that thrives, surrounded by roads, and a river of holy water that runs through the town to nourish all directions. On the other side of it, there is only one road that runs straight through, and where does this road come from? It started in a small remote village in the northwest corner, and it is not a poor village, but there is still a small shop and car repair shop.

Mu Xichen thought that the school was not far from the small village, and it would not cost much to rent a second-hand car anywhere. So the two of them now appeared in this small village, which was so far away from the fat man and his home, and it happened to be two opposite directions.

It was supposed to be a vibrant spring, but when Mu Xichen and the fat man finally walked here, a small road led straight to the village, and he walked slowly in, and the two rows of low houses extended inward. In front of the room sat a few old people, smoking cigarette sticks one after another, white smoke curling upwards, and those old people looked too old to be old, their skin chapped and clung to their bones. The two pairs of godless eyes sank deep into their sockets, and the thick eyelids were about to squeeze together. They are not poor in their clothes, they are all newly made for the New Year, and they are put on their bodies in red and purple, and here, you can't see a person who doesn't have bright colors. The old men were wrapped in layers of skinny arms and calves, and they sat there one by one, smoking a big cigarette quietly, and at the entrance of the village was an auto repair shop and a small shop.

Mu Xichen and the fat man squeezed into the narrow entrance of the store, which didn't even open the roller shutter door, and the door was already covered with a thick layer of ash, as if it was lifeless. Mu Xichen was still a little surprised, I remember that when I was a child, I often secretly came here to play with fat people, but I didn't expect that if I didn't come for a few years, this place would not be like this......

The shopkeeper was a middle-aged man in his forties, who was also wearing a red coat embroidered with flowers, which looked very strange. The middle-aged man sat on a scrap iron plate with a stubbled beard, staring blankly at the photo in his hand, not noticing that anyone had come in.

Mu Xichen didn't bother the uncle, he poked his head to look at the people in the photo, a man, a woman and a child living happily, he thought this should be the uncle's family. Accidentally raised his foot and mentioned the iron piece, the middle-aged man did not raise his head, but beckoned to him gently: "Child, come and see." ”

He walked over and looked at the picture, even though he had already peeked at it. He Fatzi was carrying a big bag, always bumping into things in this small space, and the middle-aged man still smiled gently, "It's okay, I'll deal with it myself later......"

Before Mu Xichen could ask the doubts in his heart, the uncle spoke first, and he pointed to the woman in the photo with a smile in his eyes and said, "Look, this woman is my wife." ”

"This is when I was younger...... This is our child...... His name is Xiaobao......" Mu Xichen had no choice but to nod his head, propped one hand on the messy table, and asked with interest: "Why are all the people in your village wearing red clothes?" I remember that the Spring Festival has long passed. ”

The middle-aged man didn't mean to hide it, and said indifferently: "I see that you are new here, and a very terrifying thing happened here many years ago. In 1978, about half a mile south of the village, there was a towering tree by a large river, which was in the middle of four or five surrounding villages.

This is the place where the dead are thrown before and after the ******, where people who starve and freeze to death in nearby villages are thrown here, and where people who have no way to go hang themselves from this tree. Generally, there is no coffin, shallow burial, and it is good to have a mat rolled, but many of them are thrown directly to the ground, and they are unable to handle the aftermath at all. Most of them were children, and most of them could only find the children's heads, hands and feet the next day after they were thrown away, and the rest of the parts were stolen and eaten by some extremely hungry people.

The meat of children is more delicate than that of adults, it is easy to cook with firewood, the soup is delicious, and the ability of the key imps is not so great, so there will be no personal injury. There is an old woman in our village named Lao Yin, who often does this, her eyes are red when she eats, and her speech stinks.

After a long time, people went to her house and found human bones all over the bed, which was very terrifying, and I had to admire her courage. However, she is quite long-lived, and she is still alive now, which makes people can't help but think about the nutritional value of human flesh.

But the supernatural didn't happen to her. It is said that there is an old man in our village, who was nicknamed "Daredevil", and I was very afraid of him when I was a child, and he has been dead for six or seven years. More than 20 years ago, during the busy wheat season, the wheat in the field fell to the ground, and before it could be pulled back to the field, someone needed to keep a vigil there. Of course, his family is his: male, old, bold. He recounted that night he fell asleep, in the middle of the night heard a child keep calling his grandfather, he thought that the second grandson came to bring him food at dawn, so he answered, but there was silence all around, he opened his eyes and was frightened, there were countless stars in the sky, the earth was dark, and suddenly thought that his eldest grandson who died was buried there, and he was sleeping in a daze just now, and he forgot that the second grandson was also very old, how could he be a child!