Suddenly, I regained consciousness and screamed, it was dark in front of me, a little blurry, I only felt sore, and my limbs were weak, my eyes seemed to be covered with black gauze, but I could still penetrate a trace of light, and the light pierced my eyes, and it hurt sharply.

"Qingyuan, it's okay."

A familiar voice came, it was Lan Ruoxi, and then, a pair of gentle hands were placed on my cheeks, and I showed a smile, I didn't feel tired now, but I was very uncomfortable.

I continued to lie on the bed, and then immediately said.

"Ruoxi, Uncle Mo, he's fine."

"Don't say it, Qingyuan, I'll help you get up and walk."

I nodded, feeling a strong, powerful hand next to me lift me from the bed.

"Is everyone else there?"

Hu Tianshuo laughed, and then he told me that we were still at Zinian's mother-in-law's house, swallowing wine, black noodles, Niu Quanfa, Lan Ruoxi, and Ouyang Wei, all of them, I laughed.

Lan Ruoxi supported me, I only felt that my feet were soft, and my sense of balance was very poor, Lan Ruoxi told me that I had been lying down for more than half a month.

"Qingyuan, you sit down first."

The air outside was very fresh, I was breathing heavily, my stomach was rumbling, and at this time, I felt that there was still a needle on the back of my hand, and I talked to Lan Ruoxi, before Uncle Mo left, and what I said, I held her hand tightly.

But Lan Ruoxi didn't seem to waver, just laughed, squatted beside me, and said in a relaxed tone.

"That old bastard, if I catch him, he'll be good-looking."

I laughed.

"I said, Zhang Qingyuan, have you hugged enough, so many people are watching!"

I, Ouyang Wei, her voice came clearly from behind me, I blushed, hurriedly let go of Lan Ruoxi, and then smiled awkwardly.

"By the way, thank you, Miss Ouyang."

"Thank you, okay, Zhang Qingyuan, almost, you're hungry too, Ruoxi, let's go, let's go to the village and get something to eat."

After a while, Hu Tianshuo came over and said.

"Qingyuan, when you have time, you go to the ghost burial team, in detail, tell me what happened in the dream, this is another sum, very important information, last time it was true, let me help you find a weapon, old stone, but it was a mess."

I burst out laughing.

"Qingyuan, have you found it? My family. ”

I shook my head, but nodded again.

"Master, there is one in it, a man named Xiaoxing."

"What ......" I had just finished speaking, and I couldn't hold back the wine, and pressed a hand on my shoulder.

The person called Xiaoxing is indeed the master of swallowing wine, the last disciple to die, however, because of the dream, what happened later, I did not clearly understand from the mouth of filial piety, who caused the tragic situation of the master of swallowing wine, and the disciple.

All this was not caused by Ouyang Meng.

After being silent for a while, he laughed and then drank it with a grunt.

It wasn't until Lan Ruoxi and Ouyang Wei came back from buying some meat that I told everyone about the bizarre world I experienced in my dreams.

In particular, when I was talking about my first dream, Hu Tianshuo took out his phone and planned to let the people of the ghost burial team, the crime scene where my cousin and I went to when I was a child, there was still a female ghost waiting.

But I refused.

"When I get back, I'll take care of it myself."

It was already dark, Lan Ruoxi and Ouyang Wei were preparing dinner, I had already taken off the black cloth, and my eyes were also adapted to the light, although it was still a little uncomfortable, but basically, I could already see clearly.

Everyone is listening to me quietly, what is being said, the world in the dream, I told everything, all the people, after eating, I am still continuing to tell, my state of mind at this time, very relaxed, can be with their friends, lovers, sit together, quietly narrate, everything that happened to me, is indeed a joy, and they are in such a world.

I can appeal to them for anything.

"Qingyuan, you brought that horror story, can you show it to me?"

"Master, look."

As I spoke, I put my hand in my arms and pulled out a book that was on the surface, emitting a purple glow, which was, a thick horror story, but very thin, only a few centimeters, I didn't know what was going on, swallowed the wine and took it, looked at it quietly, and then opened it and looked at it.

"It's been transferred, Qingyuan, this thing, there is no power in it, it seems that the things inside have been transferred."

I snorted, staring blankly, the horror story in the hand of the swallowing wine, there was not a word on it, it looked like an ordinary book.

"But, after I go back, show it to the strange old man, he should be able to know something, after all, this horror story, the power it has, and the power of the strange old man, is slightly similar!"

At this time, I saw that I was alone, sitting in the corner, quietly looking at our grandmother, who looked very bad and didn't say anything, worse than when I came here more than ten days ago.

"Grandma Zinian, thank you for giving me three good dreams, if it weren't for these three good dreams, I'm afraid I would be miserable this time!"

"Alright, young man, it's almost, you guys go, now that the matter has been settled."

Our group began to go down the mountain, I looked back from time to time, standing on the edge of the vegetable garden, looking lonely at our leaving grandmother, I couldn't help but feel a sadness in my heart, stopped.

"Qingyuan, let's go, that woman, when she was young, her temperament was fierce, even if you want to take her to meet the two of Naraku, it's impossible, he can't go out, only here, waiting for a few days of life."

Suddenly, I stopped and looked at Lan Ruoxi next to me.

"Ruoxi, can you stay here for a few days?"

I don't know why, all of a sudden, I wanted to stay, Lan Ruoxi didn't say anything and nodded, and the others left one after another, and the black face was the last to go.

"Qingyuan, take a good look, at the end of the person, there is nothing, even before, no matter how powerful it is, it is the same."

I don't understand, Heimian, what do you want to say to me, Lan Ruoxi and I returned to Zinian's grandmother's house.

"Young man, why don't you leave?"

I looked at Zinian's grandmother and shook my head, it was a sadness, that kind of lonely sadness, from Zinian's grandmother, no children and no daughters, and the only son was here waiting for death.

"Grandma Zinian, I just want to stay for a few more days, at least ......"

The next words, I didn't say anything, Lan Ruoxi hurriedly went over, helped the little trembling grandmother, who was about to fall, and we entered the house.

At night, Lan Ruoxi and I made bunks on the floor and slept at the table in the main hall, after falling asleep, Lan Ruoxi was next to me, I hugged her, and I couldn't sleep.

"Qingyuan, you want to be here, send this grandma, the last journey."

Lan Ruoxi said, I nodded, the death of my grandmother, I don't need to swallow wine, I can also feel that her whole mental state is like crying wood, completely lifeless.

For a few days, Lan Ruoxi and I lived in Zinian's grandmother's house, gradually, Zinian's grandmother couldn't even walk, all day, when she was awake, only a few hours, her skin was a little dark, and her speech consciousness was also a little blurred, and Lan Ruoxi and I took care of her.

I found that when I was in this place, I was very happy and in a good mood, giving people a very calm feeling, looking at the small vegetable patch and the tiled house behind me, everything was so happy.

"It could be tomorrow, Qingyuan."

Lan Ruoxi said, I glanced behind me, sitting in the room of the grandmother Zinian, she lowered her head, already looking dying, I nodded, and then Lan Ruoxi and I, took out a set of big red clothes embroidered with the word "happy" that she bought a few days ago in the county seat, she went into the back room to change the wedding clothes for Grandma Zinian, and I was decorating the mourning hall.

At this time, my mood is very calm, because Zinian's grandmother helped me, so, I want to send her on the last ride, through the ghost, I can also feel that Zinian's grandmother's body is only a layer of skin, and the body, bones, flesh and blood, are basically empty, and now she is just hanging on her breath.

After arranging everything, Lan Ruoxi hugged her gentle grandmother and put her in the coffin, and Lan Ruoxi and I waited quietly.

Throughout the night, there was no change, Grandma Zinian, breathing was quite even, although it was a little slower, I was a little sleepy, Lan Ruoxi on the side, still opened her eyes wide, looking at Grandma Zinian.

"Time, it's almost up, Qingyuan."

I was clever and came to my senses, and then Lan Ruoxi and I walked to the side of Zinian's grandmother and looked at her.

Suddenly, Grandma Zinian opened her eyes wide, stared at us, and then said word by word.

"Zhang Qingyuan ......"

Grandma Zinian, said weakly, I nodded and leaned over.

"Naluo's people, there will never be a way out, no, when you go back, tell the husband and wife who let you send the letter, Nanyao Mountain, hollow ......"

After finishing speaking, Grandma Zinian slowly closed her eyes, I looked at the deceased Grandma Zinian in silence, and at this moment, exhaled, the wind blew, and in an instant, Grandma Zinian's body, little by little, turned into ashes, turned into smoke and dust, and began to disappear.

A burst of golden light lit up, and on the coffin, I saw a smiling face, the kind of smile from the heart, the toothless mouth, smiling at us.

There was a squeak, and suddenly, in that golden light, there was a little golden mouse like a paper-cut, rushing towards me, falling to the ground, and a little bit, blending into my shadow.