I decided to go home, and the Grimace Bodhisattva didn't stop me strongly, he seemed to be just an entourage, and I had some advice, and it was up to me to listen or not.

The journey home was very long, and the inter-provincial roads were not particularly perfect at that time, so you had to refuel your car and people had to rest and eat.

You can't go back for three or five days.

But. In the car, it is all your own space, no one disturbs, no one makes trouble, you can stop if you want, it is much better than taking the bus and train.

At least I'm in love with cars.

It is the driver who is bitter and tired, but fortunately he is hard-working, hard-working, whatever I say, he will do it, and he can persist when he is tired.

Such a simple rural man. I also like him very much, and I don't have any defense against him.

After being there for a long time, I also knew that his surname was Song, so I called him Uncle Song directly.

Mr. Zhao put a lot of money on me. Enough for us to splurge on this trip. Every time I go to the restaurant to eat, I will buy meat and eat it with Uncle Song.

We get along very well, and he treats me like a young master, with a very low posture, so that I can't say anything bad.

The time along the way, which is rare to have leisure, and seeing the scenery along the way also made me relax a lot.

It may be that the end of the year is approaching, and there are no special events on the Yellow River, and it seems that it is possible to take a break for a while.

In order to find out the news on the Yellow River.

We also stayed in one place for a day and a night, because there is a ghost market there, and it is the fastest to find out from the ghost market.

Normally, it is more than 20 years in the lunar month, and there should be a lot of people in the market.

But this ghost market is just the opposite, the closer to the end of the year, the more there is no one in the ghost market, and it seems that those people on the road are also preparing for the New Year.

They also need to celebrate the holidays, and those who have families need to accompany their loved ones.

The ghost market was deserted, and I and the Grimace Bodhisattva went through some disguises. Nor was he recognized.

After walking around and inquiring about some news, except for discussing the follow-up of Jiaojiao and Yaomen, as well as all kinds of exaggerated speculations, everything else is inconsequential.

There is nothing about the Mo family, as if they have been hiding in the pharmacy and have never shown any signs of coming out.

This kind of peace has also made me feel a lot more at ease.

also sighed to the Grimace Bodhisattva: "The Yellow River can be stable for a while, and we can rest for a few days and have a good year." "

The Grimace Bodhisattva was noncommittal and said nothing.

After the heart relaxed, he no longer held it cautiously, but restored a little bit of youthful sunshine that a teenager should have.

In the car, there were more conversations, chatting with the driver Uncle Song for a while, and talking to the Grimace Bodhisattva for a while, all about the scenes of the previous New Year.

Naturally, my grandmother was mentioned, and apart from my grandmother, there were no other relatives who celebrated the New Year with me. My crazy lady won't be crazy because of the Chinese New Year, and several times we dragged her home from outside in the middle of the night to eat dumplings.

As he spoke, the Grimace Bodhisattva suddenly fell silent. It seems to be remembering some sad past.

"Monk, what's wrong with you? Wouldn't you be homesick too? "All I can think of is homesickness.

It nodded, and said, "It's those guys who are a little homesick and want to raise me." More than a thousand years have passed, and their appearance is almost blurred in my memory. "

What I know about the origin of the Grimace Bodhisattva is that he was originally a monk who was beheaded by someone, and then someone used his head to carve a stone statue of the Grimace Bodhisattva in the Guanyin Cave of the Weihe River.

Over the course of a thousand years, he developed a new spirit and became a Grimace Bodhisattva, and then the stone statue shattered, leaving only a head and its spirit body, which is now the Grimace Bodhisattva.

As for when he was a monk during his lifetime. I don't know exactly where it came from.

Now that he said that, it piqued my curiosity.

"Monk, tell me about your past. You often say that you used to have a long talk with the Huamen women on both sides of the Yellow River all night, so are you also a child of a family? Or do you have a strong backer? "

The Grimace Bodhisattva was also infected by me, and this time he stopped hiding it and told me about its past.