There is always hope, I firmly believe.

"Big sister, can you gather all the souls? I want to find some clues about the time of the formation of the mountain, and someone should remember it, and even if no one remembers, it can be deduced from the information provided by everyone. ”

The eldest sister nodded affirmatively and said:

"Yes."

Then she began to gather the other souls. It wasn't long before the eldest sister came to tell me:

"Girl, most of the ghosts have gathered, just ask them any questions."

I patted the eldest sister on the shoulder and said:

"Thank you, big sister."

The eldest sister shook her head and walked out with me, and I saw thousands of ghosts gathered outside the cave, and they were a ridiculous tragedy. I took a deep breath and asked them:

"Do you remember when you first threw your grandmother?"

"Heian Dynasty era 970."

"No, it's 972."

"You're not right, I remember it's 977."

“……”

Everyone talked and talked for countless hours. I shook my head, and it seemed like I had to find a new way, so I asked everyone to leave on their own. As soon as I sat down after returning to the cave, Yingzheng's voice sounded:

"Someone is looking for you."

I looked up and saw the eldest sister and Ying Zheng leading an old man in. When the old man saw me, he immediately saluted, and I hurriedly helped him.

"Old man, what are you doing here?"

"Benefactor, I heard that you can rescue us and help us reincarnate, I know when the custom of throwing a grandmother began."

After listening to so many answers, I couldn't believe the old man's words, after all, they would suffer for a while more if the time was wrong, so I asked the old man:

"Old man, can you guarantee that what you remember is the very beginning of the formation of the custom of throwing babies?"

The old man replied in the affirmative:

"I can, because I used to be a scholar in the village and loved to keep a diary."

I would like to confirm and ask:

"Old man, can you show us your diary?"

"Yes, please come with me."

The old man nodded and led us to his usual place. It was a mountain wall, and the wall was full of words I didn't recognize.

"Please help us explain."

The old man stepped forward and pointed to a piece of writing on the mountain wall, saying:

"This is where I wrote when I first came in, when I was seventy years old, and a lot of people here were abandoned here at the age of seventy, so I can't be mistaken. This time is 794 in the Heian Dynasty era, and it started when I was forty years old, so the time should be 764. ”

Listening to the old man's words, I looked at the mountain wall and thought that I should plant the seeds before 764, so as to ensure that I could get the tears of the eldest sister.

I arrived in the village in about 763, and I didn't hesitate to start planting the seeds when the time was determined. But immediately there was another problem, my seed could only grow in the shadows, and in 763 the mountain was not a dark place in the world. So, when the seed took root and sprouted, I didn't realize until 763 that I didn't know where I was, and that the place I had arrived at was just an ordinary mass grave.

I stood at the mass grave and looked around, and finally saw a ray of light in the darkness. I followed the light and saw an old man living in a low house.

"Uncle, excuse me, where is this?"

The old man said with a serious expression:

"This is a place where warriors are buried."

I am in awe, no matter in any era, soldiers deserve to be respected, because they defend their country with their lives without asking for anything in return. I asked the old man:

"And who are you?"

The old man looked at the mass grave and said in a tone of remembrance:

"These people are my comrades-in-arms, and I am here to accompany them."

I bowed to the old man as a sign of my respect.

"Uncle, I want to inquire about the legend of the custom of throwing a grandmother, I don't know if you know which village is throwing a grandmother?"

The old man looked at me suspiciously.

"Girl, do you know that all poor villages have the custom of throwing their grandmothers, and you have to inquire which village it is."

My uncle's words shocked me, all poor villages have the custom of throwing grandparents, and it turns out that the village I went to is not the only one that has the custom of throwing grandparents. Why do children abandon their parents in desperate situations, while parents want to save their children in desperate situations? At the same time, the old man's words choked me, because I didn't know the name of the village.

"Uncle, there should be a famine in this village recently, and a lot of people have died, especially serious."

The old man thought for a while and said:

"Recently, there is a village called Qishan that is suffering from a famine, and the country is now at war, and I don't want to care about them, I heard that many people have died. This village is a hundred miles to the east, so go and see if it's the village you're looking for. ”

"Okay, thank you, uncle."

After I thanked him, I walked out of the old man's sight, flew against the wind, and soon arrived at the old man's mountain. I've only seen the village many years later, and I don't know if it's the place I'm looking for.

When I walked into the mountain, I was greeted by the harsh environment and weather. There were people walking on the road, and people sitting on the ground who did not know whether they were living or dead. I saw the old man weeping and the child crying weakly. I found someone who seemed fairly sober and asked:

"Hello, may I ask if there is a bottomless hole in this village."

The man said to me:

"There is a hole in the mountain behind, which is the sinkhole of our village, and in it lives the mountain god."

After hearing this, I hurried to the back mountain, in fact, I was running away from this place, because I couldn't bear it, and I was helpless in the face of these people's suffering. It's not that I can't save them, I just don't dare to save them, after what happened to Nezha, I don't dare to meddle in changing the things of the past, because not everyone has such a powerful master like Nezha, and I can't guarantee what will happen to me if I intervene. So I ran away quickly, I was afraid that I would cross paths with them, I was afraid that if I intervened, I would not only hurt them but not help them.

When I came to the back mountain, I saw the legendary sinkhole, which was really bottomless, and I couldn't imagine how many corpses filled it and piled up a peak. I didn't know where the eldest sister was, but I decided to just wait.

I went to the bottom of the sinkhole, and thought that the people in the village regarded this place as the residence of the mountain god, and sighed, where did the mountain god come from here? I didn't see anything superfluous except for the rocks.

Waiting is the easiest thing for me to do, and this short time is just a snap of a finger for me.

One night, a few months later, I was woken up by the sound of something heavy hitting the ground, and I followed the source of the sound and saw the eldest sister from a thousand years ago. Her face was covered with blood, her eyes were full of tears, and her breath was full of despair, resentment, and heartache......