I asked Zhang Qian to go home and pack my things, and then I also put my change of clothes in my duffel bag, looking at the empty room and couldn't help but wet my eyes with tears.

"Master He."

I wiped the corners of my eyes and squeezed out a smiling face, opened the door and walked out: "It's Zhang Jun, why are you here?" How's your body recovering? ”

"Much better, I was called by the captain to help." Zhang Jun said.

Zhang Qian smiled, "I'm ready, are you ready to go?" ”

I went back to the house, took out my backpack, put it on my shoulder, and said, "Okay, let's go." ”

According to Shangguan Yun's account, Yu Ziqi followed Xiang Yu at that time, so I speculate that Yujiazhai should not be too far from Wujiang.

It's just that there are too many Yujiazhai villages with the same name in the country, and there are countless Yujia villages in Baidu search, and I have excluded them one by one, because as a tomb guarding family, we will definitely not say with great fanfare that we are guarding the treasure and waiting for you to dig it.

Finally, according to the general direction of Shangguan Yun's narration and the cross-examination of ancient and modern place names, we speculate that the Yuzi period finally settled in Yushi.

After we took the high-speed rail to Yu City, it was very late, we chose a small hotel, the environment is a little worse, but I value the boss more.

The male owner, who is in his 50s and speaks Mandarin in their local dialect, charged 120 yuan after checking our ID cards and gave us three keys, which is equivalent to 40 yuan a night.

After checking in, I played the emotional card and asked, "Uncle, I used to be a child abducted by human traffickers, and now I want to find my family, do we have a place called Yujiazhai?" ”

The male boss was watching TV, and suddenly looked at us with a little confusion and said, "No." ”

I didn't want to give up, so I took a cigarette and asked, "Do we have a small village with a relatively remote location?" ”

After the male boss took the cigarette and lit it, he said: "The more remote one should be the ghost village, I heard that the feng shui there is not good, and there are often unclean things, so most of the people have moved away and only left a few families to live." ”

I talked to him a lot, and he said that the village was originally called Xifeng Village, and when it was at its strongest, there were more than 300 households in the village, and then because of the inconvenience of transportation, the people who had a little bit of interest left.

I asked for the exact route, thanked me, and then went to the second floor to rest. The next day, the three of us stopped a bus that barely reached Xifeng Village, and the insider said that after getting off the bus, there were still several miles of mountain roads to go before we could reach Xifeng Village.

There were a lot of people in the car, most of them were dressed dirty, and they didn't know what to think about.

The driver looked at us throwing coins, and also noticed that they were abnormal and explained: "It may be that I went to Xifeng Village to recognize my ancestors." ”

"Yes, yes." I answered a few times, and then went to the last row of the carriage and sat down, and my heart calmed down a little.

As the car stopped along the way, there were gradually fewer people in the car, we changed to a forward position, and the driver concentrated on driving and coldly told us not to ask about anything along the way, just pretend not to see it.

I wondered what would happen in broad daylight, and then I didn't care and continued to wait anxiously to get to the terminal.

Later, there were many warning signs on both sides of the road, which roughly stated that there was a high incidence of mudslides, so please drive safely. There are also rows of photos of the accident, which seem to be promotional photos of the story that happened here in recent years.

At this moment, I saw a guy dressed as a migrant worker waving on the side of the road, but the driver didn't seem to see a puff of smoke passing by, and I wondered if the bus didn't stop waving? What's wrong with this car?

After a while, another woman in a padded jacket with flowers on a blue background waved her hand with a child's words, but the driver also pretended not to see it.

I couldn't help but ask, "Master, someone wants to get on the car, why don't we stop in this car?" ”

The driver turned his head and glared at me fiercely and said, "Do you see that they have a shadow?" ”

Hearing the driver say this, I chuckled in my heart, and when I looked back at the two people who were about to get into the car just now, I found that they had disappeared without a trace, leaving only the lonely grass on the side of the road.

The driver looked at me through the mirror and said, "You're not local, are you?" ”

I nodded and admitted, "We're here for sightseeing." ”

The driver said faintly: "Then no wonder! ”

Later, after that dangerous road, the driver said that in the early years, there was no oil in the place, and that day it suddenly rained, and many people from Xifeng Village were stranded in the city.

Because the road is not easy to walk, the bus stopped, and the driver was blamed for not being able to withstand the pleading of the villagers, and then the car overturned at the position just now.

With the painful lesson of the last time, the government funded the paving of asphalt roads here, and it was also raining lightly that day, and the car did not roll over, but when passing there, it happened to be a landslide, and a large earthwork crushed the bus again.

The driver said: "Later, all kinds of bizarre accidents were frequent, so this bus only goes once a day, and it doesn't leave on rainy days, and private cars rarely come here, so I don't know what you young people think about preferring to come here." ”

I asked, "Is there anyone else here?" ”

The driver breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It's a lot, I also carried it last year, three men and two women disappeared here and never came out again, and the bones were not found." ”

Later, the driver was afraid that we would not believe us, so he took out a few old newspapers and said, "Take them and read them." ”

I took the newspaper and found several disappearances, the most recent of which was an expedition of so-and-so, saying that the well-equipped personnel were in good physical condition and that the bones of those people must be found within three months.

However, the following month's newspaper published that the expedition had lost contact with the outside world and had little hope of survival.

The driver stopped the car and asked, "Why didn't I lie to you?" If you're afraid that I'll pull you back later, you'll spend an extra dollar than lose your life. ”

I said we're not going to back down, and got off here. The driver sighed and told us to go straight along the road to Xifeng Village, and then turned the bus around and went back the same way.

The drop-off is a circular parking lot that barely allows one car to make a U-turn, and not far away is a simple parking shed with a sign that says Westwind Parking Point. The walls on both sides are plastered with missing person revelations, similar to those in the newspapers.

We took a short break, shouldered our backpacks, and walked straight to Xifeng Village by stepping on the large and small stones on the road.