When he came to Nanjing, Han Wei didn't have the heart to visit the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, so he got off the plane and chartered a bus to Taixing and went directly to Ning County. Along the way, Han Wei was in good spirits, and for some reason he slept on the table all night, and his energy was still so vigorous.

When I arrived in Ning County, all I saw were high-rise buildings, and the county environment described by my father had long disappeared without a trace. Han Wei asked several passers-by, who were still relatively old, but no one knew about Han Village at all. I walked through several streets and asked dozens of people, but I still didn't ask any useful clues.

Han Wei thought about going to the police to inquire, and suddenly saw a park in front of him, where many old people were playing chess and chatting. These old people may know about Han Village, Han Wei immediately walked towards the park, and I don't know if it is time to run, or it is destined in the dark, the first old man who asked knew it, but his eyes were a little strange when he looked at Han Wei. I finally learned that Hancun is located, just in the northern suburbs of the county, only a few dozen miles, and I heard that it is being demolished and dozens of factories are to be built.

Once demolished, it will inevitably involve the relocation of the ancestral tomb, Han Wei thought about his father's entrustment, and hurriedly thanked the old man. There happened to be a taxi passing by, and I didn't bother to ask the price, so I immediately headed for the northern suburbs. In a hurry, Han Wei didn't think deeply about why the old man looked strange just now, obviously with fear.

That is, half an hour's drive, it has already arrived in front of Han Village, as for why Han Wei can be so sure, it is because it is almost exactly the same as what his father described, so it also shows that Han Village has not changed for more than 30 years, which is obviously incredible. In particular, the quaint cottages are out of step with modern architecture.

Han Wei didn't think much about it, he saw some excavators and some workers from a distance, and he was ready to excavate, and there were a few old people on the side, presumably the old people from Han Village. Han Wei hurriedly walked there, and couldn't help feeling a chill, although it was already autumn, and the wind blew from time to time, but this chill was not the cold on the surface of the body, but from the heart.

"Hurry up and move the graveyard without any further delay." A voice sounded in the distance, and the tone was very stiff and threatening.

"How can we old men move the ancestral grave and walk over our corpses if we want to dig it up." A white-haired old man, coughing from time to time, looks like a leaf swaying in the wind, ready to fall at any moment.

As the old man's words fell, a group of workers slowly surrounded him, as if they wanted to forcibly take a few old men. Han Wei hurriedly shouted, "What do you want to do." As he spoke, Han Wei quickly stepped forward and blocked in front of several old men.

"Who you are, don't meddle with things."

The leader on the opposite side was a middle-aged man, Han Wei vaguely saw a trace of black qi from the other party's face, circling around his body, and from time to time a few traces of black qi submerged in his body. Han Wei was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly looked at it, where was there any black qi, and secretly told himself in his heart not to be suspicious.

"I am a member of the Han family and a reporter, and I came back today to recognize my ancestors and return to my ancestors." Han Wei knew that these people were most afraid of exposure, and the reporter was undoubtedly the best identity, so without waiting for the other party to speak, he took out the camera from his bag and said, "Which unit are yours?" ”

When the middle-aged man heard the identity of Han Wei's reporter, his expression changed slightly, and when he saw Han Wei take out his camera, he immediately asked the workers to retreat, and said as he retreated: "Give a day at the end, otherwise you will see the consequences." ”

Han Wei looked at the middle-aged man who was leaving, and for some reason the black qi appeared again, extending to the position of his chest, and the middle-aged man didn't seem to feel anything. Han Wei hurriedly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the middle-aged man had already gotten into the car, and he couldn't see if there was any black gas.

"Thank you, young man."

It was the white-haired old man who spoke at the beginning, and Han Wei saw clearly at this time that a total of five people were all old people, and for some reason there was not even a young man.

"No thanks, grandpa is from Han Village? Can you meet Han Lin? Han Wei saw that several old people were puzzled, and they didn't seem to know each other, Han Wei suddenly thought that most of the people in the past were remembering their seniority, and said: "Can you know the fourth and ninth generations of Yuzi?" ”

Han Wei's uncle is ranked fourth in the clan, and his father is ranked ninth, which is why he said. Now the old man finally understood, and seemed a little cautious: "Are you?" ”

"I'm Lao Jiu's son, just call me Wei Zi." Seeing the old man's look of disbelief, Han Wei thought that it was specially sent by the demolition people, so he hurriedly said: "When my father escaped from the village, there was a tunnel under the ruins in the east, which led directly to the foot of the mountain outside the village. ”

A few old people still didn't believe it, so they simply went to the ruined place, and the village found this ruined place quickly. According to his father's words, he easily found the tunnel entrance, and the old men finally believed it, with tears in their excited eyes, and after a while, they were crying. Finally, after a few old people calmed down a little, after a while, they figured out that the oldest was the second grandfather, as well as the sixth grandfather, the sixth grandmother, the tenth grandfather, and the tenth grandmother. Han Wei helped several old people back to the village, and now it is urgent to move the ancestral grave, and he needs to inquire carefully.

It turned out that the entire Han Village was expropriated, and the remaining five old people were the last few people who did not leave after the blockade was lifted. It's time to die, how can they be willing to leave their homeland, whenever the demolition people arrive, the five people come forward to stop them, forcing each other to die, and dragging each other for a few days. Today, the other party's patience has finally run out, and he is ready to forcibly take the five old men with him, which is what happened just now.

Han Wei looked at the ruined village, like a dead land, such a barren land, it was impossible to stop the demolition, although he thought like this, he didn't know how to persuade a few old people, so he could only be silent for a while.

"I thought that the Han family was going to die, but I didn't expect Lao Jiu to leave alive." The second grandfather said that tears fell, and without waiting for Han Wei to comfort him, he said: "Let them dismantle it, collect the bones of the ancestors, and then take them away, and never come back." ”

Han Wei knew that the old man was not afraid, but his heart was dead, and the Han family had suffered bad luck in this land, and he might be able to get rid of the bad luck if he left. In the past, there were only a few old people left, and it was no longer important whether they left or not, but now that there are more Han Wei families, they have to consider the safety of future generations. Han Wei nodded and said, "Second grandfather, don't worry, I'll tell the demolition person tomorrow, and they will definitely agree." ”

Several old people didn't mention this again, and kept asking about the situation of Han Wei's family, and the old people didn't blame Han Lin for leaving alone, in their hearts, as long as the Han family still left blood, nothing else mattered. In the greetings, Han Wei also knew that after the plague in Hancun, only more than ten people were alive, and the younger generation had already died except for Han Lin. Han Village was locked down for four years, and the blockade was lifted only when the plague was gone, and after a few decades, there were only five people left.

Han Wei wanted to ask something about the plague, but he always felt that the matter would not be as simple as the plague, but he was afraid of touching the wounds of several old people, so he hesitated again and again but held back, so he chatted with a few old people, never mentioning the nightmarish past.

Time passed quickly, and the seventh and tenth grandmothers had already prepared meals, all of which were simple foods, no meat, and even the cabbage leaves had turned yellow. Han Wei felt a little sour in his heart, thinking that he must take them with him when he left, and he couldn't let a few old people suffer anymore.

After dinner, the second grandfather fell asleep one after another, and under the great sorrow and joy just now, people are particularly easy to get tired, not to mention the elderly. Han Wei's bed had already been packed, but he didn't feel a little sleepy, so he simply walked around the village, after all, this was the place where his father lived.

The Han Village at night is very quiet, and it can even be said to be very weird, not far away is the mountain forest, and there is no insect chirping, which is obviously too unreasonable. With the bright moonlight, Han Wei looked around, and he didn't find any animals, not even a single mosquito, you must know that autumn is the most powerful time for mosquitoes. With doubts in his heart, Han Wei gradually walked to the entrance of the village, and for some reason couldn't help but walk towards the location of the ancestral tomb.

A gust of cold wind hit, Han Wei shivered, and he couldn't resist the cold even in his coat. At this moment, the moonlight suddenly dissipated, and the originally bright village fell into darkness. Another cold wind blew, with some sound, not the sound of the wind, like the sound of walking, the sound was a little messy, it should be a movement that only many people can make.

The thing came too suddenly, Han Wei's heart tightened, and his heart had already risen to his throat, fortunately, he had always been an atheist, otherwise he would have been scared to death. Han Wei's first thought might be the trick played by the demolition people, his hands clenched into fists, and he shouted loudly: "Who." ”

The sound was loud, and from time to time there was an echo, but no one responded, the wind was still blowing, but the footsteps gradually dispersed, and it was not long before the silence returned to before. The moonlight shone down again, illuminating the surroundings, and just as it had suddenly disappeared, it suddenly appeared again.

Only then did Han Wei realize that he had reached the edge of the ancestral tomb, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly, this time it was not the cold wind, but the fear in his heart. Just now, when the sky was suddenly overcast, he stood in place and did not move, and there was no light, and the potholed road would not have walked to the edge of the ancestral tomb so smoothly in the dark. Han Wei immediately thought of the footsteps just now, and couldn't help but think of the ghosts, his body trembled more and more, and he quickly turned around and rushed towards the village.

The ancestral tomb was a few hundred meters away from the ancestral house, but nothing strange happened, and Han Wei didn't dare to stay in the village, so he went straight back to his room. The room is close to the second grandfather, but it is uninhabited all year round, and it seems very humid, and as soon as you enter, you will feel a chill hit. Han Wei closed the door, went straight to bed, and kept telling himself not to think too much, it was just an illusion just now. However, the more this happened, the more I couldn't calm down, and I couldn't fall asleep for a long time. After turning over and over countless times, he didn't hear any more movement, and there was a faint light shining in by the window, and at this time, the sky was already dawning, and Han Wei finally fell asleep in a daze.