The rickety old fisherman, with a patterned coat, drank two buckets of water in a row, and as long as the raw water was not boiled, plus the discarded fish basket and mango shoes, the old turtle went away in the water.

The answer is self-explanatory.

Jiang Yue is a person who is very good at observing details, and the old fisherman's strange robe with faint lines felt strange at first.

After seeing the lines on the back of the old turtle, Jiang Yue immediately understood what was going on.

Most of those dozens of words were left by the old turtle borrowing those two buckets of water, right?

Others borrow flowers to offer Buddha.

The old turtle is borrowing water to speak?

But—

The old turtle turned into a shape and spat out human words, is this still the original world of normal people? Even if today is the Qingming Festival, it is too sensational.

Returning to the old mansion, there was nothing missing in the house, and the water character in the corridor, which was originally imprinted, disappeared mysteriously.

It's as if someone used a dryer to dry it in an instant, and there is no trace at all.

Knowing how these words came from, Jiang Yue naturally stopped worrying about how these words came about.

After tossing back and forth, the food was cold. Fortunately, the brothers also ate seven or eight points full.

In order to please Jiang Yue, Sangou put away the dishes and chopsticks very diligently.

After a while, Sangou took care of the inside and out. It can be seen that under the fence, even if it is the sister-in-law's family, the three dogs must be no less. With such a vision, you can't suffer anywhere.

Jiang Yue was happy to sit back and enjoy it, leaning on the rattan chair, pondering about this incident that happened today.

Since returning to Panshiling yesterday, Jiang Yue always felt that something was wrong.

If he wanted to say what was wrong, he couldn't say it for a while.

Today's incidents, if you really have to study them in detail, you can make up a supernatural story.

The biological mother falls into a dream, the photo frame falls to the ground, the female shadow in the flower skirt, the paper money is flammable, the soup is looking for the head, the dragon and the tiger fight, and the Vermilion Bird breaks the spine......

Now another old turtle has been added.

The white tiger fights the green dragon, and the heaven and earth poke holes. Suzaku has a broken backbone, and there are many events in the world......

These two crosses are literally easy to understand, but when it comes to the details, Jiang Yue feels that ignorance limits his imagination.

He really couldn't understand how could he poke a big hole in the bright and peaceful world, and how big an incident could it be?

A war?

An earthquake?

Or is it a plague, a disease, or some other natural disaster?

This is beyond the limit of Jiang Yue's imagination, after all, he has never written a novel on the Internet, and his brain hole is not big enough to make any logical deductions.

But—

There are many rights and wrongs in the land of right and wrong, don't stay for a long time.

This sentence is a clear vernacular, and the meaning could not be clearer. This is to remind them to leave this place?

But what is the reason?

This is where Jiang Yue feels that something is wrong!

There must be something wrong that hasn't been noticed yet, and this wrong thing may be the reason why the old turtle reminded me to leave?

Jiang Yue felt that his mentality was close to exploding.

Several times, he took advantage of the three dogs' inattention and screwed himself hard. The hot pain reminded him that this was really not a dream.

"Second brother, have you noticed that our village is a bit weird. Jiang Yue was worried, and the three dogs moved a chair and approached him with a chattering spirit.

The body is facing the back of the chair, and the two hands are just resting on the back of the chair, supporting the chin.

"What do you say?" Jiang Yue's heart moved.

Although Sangou has big nerves, this kid's brain circuit is not ordinary, and his observation ability is far stronger than that of ordinary peers, maybe from his point of view, he can get a little clue?

"There are very few people in the village this year. I came back in the morning and went all the way into the village, but I didn't see a single person. In previous years, even if it rained, I went all the way to Dajin Mountain to sweep the tombs, but I still couldn't meet a few groups of people? All day today, except for the second brother, I met the old man who was still a foreigner. ”

Panshiling was originally a small mountain village, geographically remote, and there were only twenty or thirty households for decades. In the past 20 years, there have indeed been fewer and fewer indigenous people, and almost all of them who can be relocated have moved out.

Strictly speaking, even if it is Jiang Yue, he is not a landowner, but a city person returning to his hometown.

But even so, there are always some left-behind elderly people.

There are left-behind elderly people, their children and descendants, on days like Qingming Festival, it is impossible not to come back to see it, right?

The tradition of Qingming Festival and sweeping, Panshiling has always been very important, there is no reason not to see any of them.

The more Jiang Yue thought about it, the more furious his heart became.

Thinking back carefully, when he returned to Panshiling yesterday evening, until now, he really hadn't seen a single figure, and he hadn't even heard a dog bark.

Panshiling has been scattered from generation to generation, even if it is scattered all over the place, there will not be a single person who returns to his hometown to worship and sweep during the Qingming Festival, right?

As for the old man who sells fish, is it still a matter of people.

So......

What about people?

Thinking about the details like this, it's really scary.

The road at the entrance of the courtyard is not the main road in the village, but it is also a common road. For most of the day, except for the footprints of the three dogs and him, there are no other fresh footprints at all!

And the mountain road on Dajin Mountain in Jiuli Pavilion is full of thorns all the way, and there is obviously no trace of being opened up, that is to say, at least before they go, no one in the village has gone to Dajin Mountain to sweep it!

This is obviously not normal!

You must know that the ancestors of the entire Panshiling Mountains, as long as they pass away, except for those who die in a foreign country, or lack of virtue and cannot enter the ancestral grave, the rest are basically buried in Dajin Mountain.

It is no exaggeration to say that the ancestors of the Panshiling people who are asleep in Dajin Mountain are several times more than the current people in Panshiling.

On the day of Qingming, no one went to Dajin Mountain to worship and sweep?

Isn't it weird?

Not bizarre?

Thinking of Sen Ran, Jiang Yue shuddered.

"Sangou, let's go, let's go back to Star City. ”

I didn't want all the leftovers from eating, and stuffed a few pieces of clothing into my backpack and traveled lightly.

The family photo was also carefully put into Jiang Yue's backpack.

The iron general guards the door, and the gentleman is not the villain.

Of course, in addition to some bulky old furniture, there are also some pots and pots, hundreds of honeycomb coals, and there is nothing worth stealing.

Obviously, there is no direct shuttle bus from Panshiling back to the city, so you have to walk six or seven miles to the west side of Dajin Mountain, where there is a two-lane winding mountain road and build a platform along the way.

It is said to be a platform, but in fact, there is only one train a day, which departs from the town more than 20 kilometers away at two o'clock in the afternoon every day, and passes through the so-called shuttle bus platform on the west side of Dajin Mountain at about half past two. Under normal circumstances, it is not enough to bring half a passer, of course, there are a few sporadic individual passengers.

Like Jiang Yue's brothers, they are such individual customers.

The shuttle bus arrived at the platform on the west side of Dajin Mountain at about half past two, and now there is still plenty of time to rush over.

The brothers hurried to the platform, a quarter of an hour before half-past two.

The platform is very simple, with a street sign erected on the side and a long stone slab for sitting. No wind, no rain. On a rainy day like this, you naturally can't sit down.

Although it is an urban and rural shuttle, it is also punctual.

When the shuttle driver saw someone waving, he stepped on the brakes and stopped.

"Go to Star City, one twenty-five. ”

The driver's head is not sideways, and the standard bus driver's face.

Urban and rural shuttles, Jiang Yue didn't expect any VIP luxury experience, and the driver's face did not affect him to take the car. And after this nightmarish day, I finally saw a carload of living people, kind.

Jiang Yue didn't think much about it, and was about to get into the car when he raised his feet.

As soon as he stepped on one foot, the three dogs behind him dragged Jiang Yue to death.

"Second brother, otherwise, wait for another car. ”

The three dogs, who have always been wild, have a pale face, and there is a faint fear in their eyes.

Don't look at the bus driver without even looking at them, but his ears are good. Listening to Sangou say that he would wait for another car, he thought it was too expensive, and he suddenly felt impatient.

With a snap, he closed the car door, stepped on the accelerator, and the bus drove away.

"Silly bird, there will be one bus a day, and then wait? Tomorrow will be Lao Tzu's bus. See how many days you can wait. ”

Jiang Yue didn't expect the bus driver to be so arrogant and leave without saying a word.

"Sangou, don't you know that there is only one bus a day?"

The three dogs were silent, and their expressions were a little trance-like.

"Uncomfortable?"

Sangou shook his head: "Second brother, you can't get on that car!"