"Could it be a fire soul?" Fat Dahai asked.

None of us responded, because we didn't know the answer either.

Fat Dahai shone the flashlight in his hand around.

I was trying to stop him, because in this case, it is not advisable to take a random photo without purpose. Now it seems that there must be a lot of dirt hidden nearby, and the other party didn't want to target us in the first place, and if we used a light source to shine indiscriminately, it was likely to anger the other party. This is an act of disrespect to the other person.

But the fat man turned the light to the side, and we were taken aback.

It turns out that this highway passes through the mountain, and this toll station is built against the mountain.

There is a mountain not far away, but this mountain does not know when it has collapsed. There must have been a landslide, and a large number of scattered rocks have not been cleared, and they are scattered next to the toll booth.

In this way, the abandonment of the toll booth here is probably related to a landslide here.

Just as we were looking around the environment, suddenly another dog barked from the side.

I turned my head to see that the pillar was screaming in one direction.

At the foot of the mountain, I don't know when a figure was standing.

Tie Zhu was more alert, and was the first to spot the figure, so he made a warning sound.

Fat Dahai and I hurriedly copied the dragon descending wooden sword, and the figure that appeared here at this time was of unknown origin, but we had to guard against it.

But I could tell it from the cries of the pillars. It wasn't screaming so heartbreakingly, and it was in a completely different state from the toll collector in the car at the time.

The barking now is more like the kind of barking that the house's watchdog finds out about a stranger.

I stepped forward and called out to the iron pillar, which leaned against me and did not move forward to bite.

At that moment, the figure let out a cough and staggered towards us.

"Who are you...... How did you get here? ”

The man asked an older woman. The voice was not loud, but it was clearly recognizable. Coupled with the fact that she coughed from time to time, I was basically sure that the other party was not a ghost, but a person.

We shine our flashlight on the man. The man hurriedly blocked his eyes with his hand and was also looking at us.

The first thing I saw was the man with silver hair, not very tall, and a little hunchbacked, with a basket hanging in the crook of his arm, covered with a blue cloth.

Then she let out another series of coughs.

I hurriedly motioned for the fat man to remove the flashlight and asked the man, "Who are you?" How did you get here? ”

At this time, the person came closer, and we could see that she was an old man who looked to be in her sixties.

The old man was staggering, not very dexterous in walking, and coughed a few times from time to time, and seemed to be not in good health.

When I asked, she looked at us a few times and said, "You better get out of here quickly, it's not peaceful here......"

With that, she stopped paying attention to us, and walked straight to the toll booth.

She walks at a very fast pace

Slow, not very steady, but the goal and pace are very firm.

The fat man wanted to step forward and ask again, but I grabbed him and motioned for him to take a second look.

The old lady carried the basket and walked to the door of the sentry box. He put the basket down gently, stretched out his arm, and tidied up the paper figure inside.

But apparently, she soon saw the hole in the back of the paper man, which had been pierced by the fat sea.

She turned her head to look at us, didn't say much, just let out a soft sigh, took the carton batter from the basket, and carefully patched up the hole.

We stood not far away, watching the old lady mend the paper figure one by one, and no one went up to disturb her.

And she seems to be ignoring our existence and tinkering with her own work.

The old lady mended the paper figure with her own hands, and put the paper figure in the sentry box upright. Then she took out an incense burner from the basket, lit three sticks of incense, and placed them in front of the paper figure.

In addition, she took out a piece of paper money from the basket, lit it, and squatted in front of the sentry box and burned it.

At the same time, the old lady's mouth was babbling something, and every moment she would let out a whining cry. Then the night wind rose and blew into the mountains, whining too.

For a moment, we couldn't tell whether the whining cry was made by the old lady or the sound of the wind.

The picture in front of me looks extremely weird.

A toll booth that has been abandoned for a long time and has been washed away by a landslide. There was no one in the sentry box, but there was an extra paper man.

And there is such an old lady who came to pay tribute to this paper figure in the middle of the night.

From beginning to end, the iron pillar did not make any strange noises. It also reassured our hearts a little bit, and I believe in the feeling of the iron pillar. If it thinks it's okay, it shouldn't be dangerous.

Seeing that the old lady was still burning paper money one by one, her attitude was extremely pious and serious. We don't want to go up and disturb her.

Wait until the old lady burns all the paper money. The three sticks of incense in the censer also burned to the end.

The old lady slowly stood up.

It may be because she has been squawing for a long time, and when she stood up, her knees bent, and her body shook and almost fell.

We then gathered around and asked with concern, "Old man, are you okay?" ”

When the old lady saw us, she was surprised and asked, "Why haven't you left yet?" ”

I told the truth: "We got here by mistake, the road is closed, and I don't know what happened ahead. I wonder if I can get out of that way? ”

The old lady waved her hand: "Don't worry." Although the road is also blocked, when you reach the end, you will find a gap, and open out of that gap, there will be people. What a sin, there are a lot of cars coming and going, why did you come here? ”

With that, the old lady took the basket on her back and hobbled towards the foot of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, I found a humble path that led into the mountain.

When the old lady came to the intersection, she suddenly turned to us and said, "Not so much at night."

Ping, if you are not at ease, it is best to wait until dawn before leaving. If you don't dislike it, you can follow me to the hut for one night. That night the man spent the night with me before he set out on his way. ”

The old lady's casual words surprised me. She said that night, the man ......

This means that there are other people who have been here, could that person be the third uncle?

(End of chapter)

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