I couldn't resist 'tempting' and 'confusing', so I picked one from her palm and put it in my mouth. E-book download. More. 。 Sweet and sour, the bright red juice seems to have thousands of flavors, which is endlessly memorable. When chewed with your teeth, it is soft, like 'meat', but very chewy.

I looked at the 'woman' in red with my eyes blank, and asked embarrassedly, "Sister, is there any such fruit?" This stuff is really delicious. ”

The 'woman' looked at me with a loving gaze, and gently stroked my head with her hand, and her face seemed to reveal a kind of hesitation. After a long time, she said softly, "I'll pick it for you to eat next time it grows." But Xiaoye, you have to promise me one thing. ”

"Well, as long as there is that kind of fruit to eat, I will promise anything." The devil sent the gods, and the taste of the fruit was deeply reflected in my mind. That wonderful smell comes to mind all the time. It seems that as long as there is that kind of fruit, I can agree to any traitorous clause.

The woman's eyes suddenly sharpened, as piercing as her voice: "You must not tell the second person about seeing me." ”

"Well, I promise big sister."

"You have to swear."

"Okay, I swear." I think this big sister in red 'color' clothes is really a little fussed, and such a simple thing actually makes me swear. However, in order to eat that fruit again, I still obeyed her: "I swear that I will never tell anyone about the big sister I have seen." ”

The 'girl' in red nodded with satisfaction: "Xiaoye, you come here every four days at this time, and I will give you fruit to eat." ”

After saying that, he waved my hand and asked me to leave.

I walked to my second uncle's house, and when I turned back, I still saw the beautiful 'girl' in red holding on to the tree with her hand and waving at me from afar.

Unexpectedly, this was the beginning of that terrible story......

In this way, every four days I went to visit the beautiful elder sister at the same time, and each time she stood at the edge of the 'chaotic' grave with her hand on the tree, as she had done when I first saw her. Every time she asked me to pat the dust off her back, I wondered why this big sister always had a thin layer of dirt on her body.

Of course, every four days I get to eat the bright red, unknown, evocative fruit.

Until one day, that day, I saw the eldest sister in red as usual, and after eating the fruit, I went to my second uncle's house to read. The second uncle happened to be at home, he glanced at me and asked strangely, "Xiaoye, why have you lost weight?" The face has become very bloodless, is it that I have eaten less 'meat' recently, and my nutrition can't keep up? ”

"No, I eat 'meat' every day." I looked at the book in my hand without looking back, relishing.

"Strange, it's really thin." The second uncle looked at my back with some concern, shook his head, and continued to study the antiques on the table.

After reading the book, I crawled to the bookcase to find a new one, but due to the frantic sweeping in the last month, the books in the bookcase outside the library have already been read. I was picking and choosing as I walked towards the bookcase inside, when suddenly, I saw a book in the innermost part of the room, and I immediately walked over to it, and I was immediately elated when I saw it. Sure enough, I was looking for "Journey to the West" a long time ago.

This book is said to have been written by the Ming Dynasty writer Mei Zihe and is one of the three major prefaces to "Journey to the West". The content is probably about the period of Tang Xianzong, and the true scriptures retrieved by Tang Xuanzang were distorted by greedy monks and used to defraud money. If he came to seal the scriptures, so that Tang Xuanzang's master and apprentice would find the scriptures and go to Lingshan to seek the true understanding, Tang Xuanzang found the monk Da Brian, and collected Sun Xiaosheng, Zhu Yijie, and Shami. The four masters and apprentices went through a lot of hardships to obtain the true understanding, purify all sentient beings, and finally achieve positive results. The mobile phone txt mentions that Tang Banyan's 'sex' personality is very different from Tang Seng's, and there is no longer Tang Sanzang's cowardice and indistinguishability from right and wrong.

The book was placed on top of the innermost bookcase, and I was only 9 years old and could not reach it even on tiptoe. So I climbed up the bookshelf. It was naturally difficult for people to climb up when they were small, and the old bookcase rattled under my weight, and the top of the cabinet was constantly falling with dust. Shaking violently, I seemed to hear something fall to the ground with a muffled sound.

Ignore it, keep climbing.

I finally climbed to the position to 'pull' the book out, and seeing that the bookcase might tilt and fall to the ground, I hurriedly climbed down again. It's dangerous! He patted the dust off his body excitedly, and looked at the book in his hand with joy in his eyes. The book has been yellowed, it is estimated to be a printed version of the Qing Dynasty, with four big words on the cover of the "Journey to the West" words, and the lower right corner is indicated: Tian'hua "Genius Commentary". I secretly thought to myself, sure enough, there is no author's name, I am afraid that the so-called author called Mei Zihe in the Song Dynasty is just made up by later generations, and the real author no longer knows where he died incognito. I held the book in my arms like a baby, and was about to go out of the 'door' when I suddenly saw that there seemed to be something on the ground. When I walked over, it was an old photo of A4 size. The photo was as yellowed as a book, and I don't know how many years it had been there. This kind of photo is a posthumous photo that was very popular decades ago.

Looking at the person in the photo, it is a 'female', in her early twenties, and because it is a black and white photo, you can't see the 'color' of her clothes. But the appearance is very familiar to me. For some reason, this photo gave me a strange sense of weirdness, as if I should know this 'woman'.

Where have I seen it? Where?

Yes! By the way, isn't the 'female' person in this photo the big sister who sees her once every four days and gives her red 'colored' fruits to eat? No, the big sister is obviously in her twenties. But the photo is very old, and the person in the photo is at least a seventy or eighty-year-old 'woman' who is dying. Could it be that this is her 'milk' and 'milk'? How could there be a picture of that sister's mother's mother in the second uncle's library?

Speaking of which, I really haven't seen that sister appear in the village. The entire night village and the two servant villages are related to each other, and they are very familiar with each other, and there should be no one who they don't know.

A trace of doubt and 'confusion' has only now sprung up like 'spring', and I realized at this moment that I know so little about that big sister. Curiosity began to spread, I took the photo, and I didn't care about looking at the book that I had been looking for for a long time and hurriedly came to my second uncle.

"What's wrong, Saya?" Seeing that I was staring at him without blinking, the second uncle finally raised his head from the study and asked.

I held the photo above my head and asked, "Second uncle, who is this person in the photo?" ”

"Why are you asking this?" The second uncle looked at the photo, and a trace of fear suddenly crossed his face. He didn't answer me, just rudely snatched the photo from my hand, and then asked in a hurry, "Where did you find it?" ”

"From the bookcase!" I replied crisply, my little eyes purring and turning. The fleeting fear of the second uncle was seen in my eyes. Could it be that there is some gossip between the big sister's 'milk' and the second uncle in the photo? Otherwise, how could he have kept this picture? But it's not right, there is really gossip, but the age difference between the two is a whole round. Oh, I can't see it, it turns out that the second uncle will actually be good at this.

Thinking about it, my eyes began to be ambiguous when I had complicated thoughts.

The second uncle obviously didn't know my dirty thoughts, he seemed to be thinking about some old things, and those old things were definitely not good. At least he looked at the look of the photo, and there was more fear than nostalgia. Finally, he put the photo upside down on his desk: "Xiaoye, don't tell anyone about finding the photo." ”

"Why?" I asked curiously.

"You're too young to understand. If you tell someone, it will cause panic in the whole village, and it will make everyone in the village feel scared. The second uncle shook his head vigorously and sighed.

I pouted: "It's okay to keep it secret, unless you tell me who the person in the photo is!" ”

The second uncle frowned: "Why are you always stubborn to know who she is, and she has nothing to do with you." It has nothing to do with all of us. ”

"But I've seen her granddaughter." I blurted it out, and I regretted it. I swore in front of the big sister that I wouldn't tell anyone that I had seen her, but alas, I broke the contract again, and I really wasn't a confidential material.

"What, you've seen her granddaughter, how is that possible!" The second uncle's face suddenly changed greatly, he grabbed my hand, and I saw that his cold sweat spread all over his forehead in a very short time, and even 'chicken' skin bumps grew all over his body. What was it that scared him so much? Vaguely, I felt a little uneasy in my heart.

"Xiaoye, you stay here, don't go out!" The second uncle carried me to the chair next to the desk and sat down, and hurriedly ran out. As soon as he came out of the 'door', he seemed to be very uneasy, and locked the big 'door' rigidly, and then walked away.

The big 'door' was shut, and the sunlight outside the house was also blocked out of the 'door', and the whole room suddenly became dark. I lit the kerosene lamp on the table and looked at the "Journey to the West" in my hand with the yellowed light.

The book that was originally very attractive couldn't be read at all, and the frightened appearance of the second uncle always appeared in his head. I closed the book and scratched my head. The 'girl' in the photo can actually make the second uncle who will never be 'wave' afraid of that, who will she be? The next time I see my sister in red, I must ask carefully.

Suddenly, the kerosene lamp on the table shook vigorously. I stretched out my hand to test it, and it was strange why the light was swaying when there was no wind. The flames seemed to be pinched by a pair of invisible hands, and they looked like they would be extinguished at any moment. No matter which direction I block, there is no way to stop its shaking. Finally, the flame inexplicably stopped shaking again. I was relieved, and I wanted to pick up the book and try to continue reading, but suddenly, my eyes stopped, and I stopped dead on the old photo. Sorry, yesterday's update 'pumped', and today's three more 7,000 words. Thank you for your support and encouragement, if you have the ability, I still hope to vote for some recommendation votes and monthly passes, thank you. ）