"Poor country, there's nothing to entertain you, Miss Yu."

Lu Bingyan poured a glass of boiling water for Yu Sheng and put down a few chrysanthemums.

Yu Sheng stretched out his hands to take the teacup and said with a smile: "How come, this is already very good." ”

The teacup is simple, the spring is sweet, the mountain chrysanthemum is fragrant, and what Yu Sheng said is not all polite.

Lu Bingyan smiled reluctantly, occasionally his eyes falling on the wheelchair where Yu Sheng was sitting.

"Sister Lu, your mother...... Not the natives of Centella Village, right? ”

Yu Sheng held the teacup and suddenly asked.

Lu Bingyan was stunned for a moment, and then looked at her with an unnatural expression: "How do you know?" ”

Yu Sheng touched the handrail of the wheelchair and said, "On this wheelchair, there is the emblem of Broadcom Hospital, and Broadcom Hospital, as far as I know...... In the capital. Yu Sheng looked up at Lu Bingyan, who was expressionless.

She would notice the point of the hospital emblem, or because of Bai Yanliang.

She remembered that the first thing Bai Yanliang said to her was to point out the hospital where she was currently staying, and the basis was the wheelchair under her.

So...... The man must have known that Lu Bingyan's mother was a foreigner.

Moreover, she comes from a big city far away from this deep mountain, the capital.

Lu Bingyan obviously didn't expect Yu Sheng to notice this, let alone that she would recognize the hospital emblem that ordinary people couldn't remember at all, and she didn't know how to deal with her inquiry for a while.

After a while, Lu Bingyan sighed slightly under Yu Sheng's curious gaze: "You guessed right, my mother...... It's a native of Beijing. ”

Really......

However, how could a young lady in the capital marry in such a remote mountain?

Even if she finds true love, a young woman who is accustomed to city life will not choose to spend the rest of her life in this village where electric lights are the only electricity, right?

Obviously, there are other things I don't know.

Yu Sheng saw that Lu Bingyan didn't have any interest in talking, so he didn't ask anything more, just chatted with her.

Because of the inconvenience of his legs and feet, Yu Sheng read a lot of books and dabbled in a wide range of books.

In terms of the breadth of knowledge alone, maybe even Bai Yanliang is not her opponent.

Of course, this is because Bai Yanliang has shaped the relationship between his own knowledge structure, and he doesn't want to put too many things in his head that he can't use.

Under Yu Sheng's deliberate friendship, Lu Bingyan's words gradually became more.

After all, for so many years, she was in this village...... There is simply no one to be able to communicate with.

"Xiaoyu, you remember, don't go out at night, don't even open the crack in the door, and ...... Tomorrow's festival, you just stay in the house and don't come out. ”

Yu Sheng's eyes flashed, and he asked curiously, "Why?" ”

Lu Bingyan bit her lip, as if she was entangled, but a strange emotion flashed in her long and narrow eyes: "Don't ask, it's ...... who listens to me."

Yu Sheng nodded, held the mountain chrysanthemum tea, and took a shallow sip.

……

The village chief's house.

Li Mu admired the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, looking a little surprised.

"I didn't expect Mr. Village Chief to have a collection of so many old calligraphy and paintings."

The old village chief sat on a rocking chair with a cane, his brow furrowed.

Hearing this, he glanced up at Li Mu and said, "What has been handed down from the ancestors is not a treasure. ”

The old village chief didn't seem to be in a good mood, perhaps because Cheng Zhipeng's body was still in the village.

Li Mu smiled and said: "I see that Mr. Village Chief speaks elegantly and exquisitely, and he must be a heirloom of poetry and books, I don't know...... How did you end up in such a barren mountain forest? ”

Li Mu's words made the old village chief's eyes light up, and he raised his head and saw Li Mu's slightly regretful gaze.

"Alas...... Young people don't know, when the turmoil in Shenzhou, the ancestors in order to avoid the military disaster, they brought their family wealth, with relatives and friends, to avoid this snowy old mountain, and then the time passed, the grass and trees closed the road, the fog miasma, this road out of the mountain, is nowhere to be found, our descendants have been living in this village......"

The old village chief's voice was long, a little helpless, and a little unwilling.

How much can I believe in this statement, but Li Mu knows it in his heart.

The old village chief's regretful expression stayed on his face for too long.

Generally speaking, the real expression of a human being is fleeting and does not linger on the face for too long.

So...... If a certain expression stays on a person's face for too long, then he is most likely pretending something.

Even if he didn't observe from these subtleties, Li Mu could see the loopholes in the old village chief's words.

In this village, except for the old village chief, the granddaughter of the village chief, and the man named Xiaobin, almost none of them are normal-looking.

They have dark and rough skin, they are thin in size regardless of height or short, and their appearance is even more strange.

This old man ...... What is being hidden?

"I see...... Li Mu nodded, and suddenly looked up with interest and asked, "By the way, Mr. Village Chief, I don't know...... What is the Homecoming Festival? Can we outsiders go to the ceremony? ”

The old village chief grinned, and the wrinkled skin on his face seemed to bloom into a flower.

"Of course, all of you...... I'm all welcome. ”

Li Mu also smiled, then turned around and said goodbye to the old village chief, saying that he was going to go around the village.

The old village chief looked at his departing back and did not stop him.

……

Bai Yanliang stopped as he walked, in this strange village, everyone came and went in a hurry.

They all seem to be working hard during the day.

Occasionally, Bai Yanliang could see some men uncovering the black cloth in front of the house and stuffing some food and water into the cage.

The women in the cage were unkempt, their faces twisted and crazy, but they didn't make a sound.

These female villagers ...... How the hell is crazy?

While thinking, Bai Yanliang stopped in front of a dilapidated old house.

The sky seemed to be a little overcast.

This is the second corner of the inverted triangle formed by the houses of the whole village.

As soon as I saw Bai Yanliang, I noticed a difference.

In front of this room, there is no iron cage covered with black cloth.

Or rather...... This room is not inhabited at all.

Bai Yanliang took a step forward and slowly stretched out his hand to touch the door of the dilapidated old house.

Boom –

The moment he touched it, a picture suddenly flashed in his mind!

Thunder and lightning flashed, the night rain was like ink, and the terrible lightning quickly crumbled the whole night.

Everything turned pale at the flash of lightning, and then quickly became pitch black, and a figure in the rainstorm cried to the sky.

The old tree, which has not yet sprouted, stretched out its bone-like branches, like a pair of hands reaching out to the sky, crying silently.

Fortunately...... It was Bai Yanliang who touched the door, and his unique perspective immediately noticed the strange changes in himself, and quickly withdrew his hand.

The image in my mind suddenly disappeared.

However, one question after another remained.

He just saw ...... What is it?