"Isn't it a bit dangerous to live here again, you've been targeted." I finally managed to calm down, so I asked.

"So where else can I go?" She struggled to drag the boxy package into the house, and I wanted to come up and help, but she politely declined.

"I picked up some imported albums from the Internet or something, coated paper, the most heavy." She looked at me, "I'm a musician, but I also like art, and art feels the same in a way - you don't have to worry about me, I have relatives in Songshan, and I plan to move out in the next two days." If you're worried about me, just leave me a call, and I'll call you for help if I'm in danger. ”

I nodded, told her my phone number, and we added WeChat friends to each other.

At this time, Xu Chuyue saw that I was still holding the skull in my hand, and took it over easily.

"Didn't you hear the commotion inside?" She squeezed out a small smile.

"Ah, did you buy that too?"

"yes, the skull piggy bank, interesting." She put the skull on the table, "Curiosity kills the cat, I may be too involved in the matter of the flower-clothed ghost, it's not safe to stay here." ”

She lowered her head, looked at the parcel, and then at me, as if thinking about something.

"You can call the police about the burial of the corpse by the ghost in the flower clothes, but don't implicate me, don't say that I found out, I don't want to be so deep anymore - I want to hide for a while, but I don't want to be killed."

"Yes." I nodded.

What she said makes sense, this is an extraordinary time, and I met a very person with her just now, it seems that the case of the ghost in flower clothes is not so simple, after all, the murderers are desperate to take people's lives directly.

"What about the woman you're with?" She suddenly asked, "Where did she go?" ”

"I'm looking for her too, she wants to solve the case, I thought she came to you to look for it."

"Oh, by the way, what happened that night, is it true? Is it that the telephone pole was completely overturned by her slap? It's definitely not a renovation plan, and it's not the ball lightning that the talk is about, right? ”

I hesitated, but nodded.

"It's true."

"Si Guoyi ......" Xu Chuyue praised in a special Japanese tone, "It turns out that there are really magical people in this world." ”

I suggested that Xu Chuyue move out first tonight and find a hotel to stay in temporarily to avoid the limelight, but she refused.

"Those who should run away can't escape. Hurry up, it's dangerous to get here for a long time. She said.

"I'm gone, what should you do alone?" Again, I suggested, "Do you want to call the police, or do you want to change your accommodation?" ”

"Not really." Xu Chuyue seemed to be a little flustered.

"Did the ghost of the flower clothes see you when he was burying people that day?" I decided to wait a little longer, so I changed the subject and asked.

Xu Chuyue raised her head and looked at me.

"I don't know, what does it think? It's headless and brainless, and I don't know if it's going to find me. She suddenly let out a long breath, and sat there in a trance, her tone suddenly sad.

"Uncle, what is the place where you were born?" She came up with a headless sentence.

"Me? It's just an ordinary plain village, there is a river by the village, there are many willow trees by the river, and there is an old stone bridge. Oh yes, there's a big river farther away, so there's a long embankment, and if it weren't for that embankment, I guess standing at the entrance of the village, you would be able to see it beyond the sight of you. ”

"That's not how it is in my hometown." Xu Chuyue squinted her eyes, as if she was trying to recall something far away, "It's in the deep mountains in the south, a very beautiful and comfortable place, if it's not so poor, it's simply a paradise in the book." When I was tired of wandering outside all these years, I always wanted to go back, or find a similar place to live - green mountains and green waters, tea slopes and bamboo forests, cooking smoke, and returning to people at dusk. ”

Xu Chuyue closed her eyes, as if she was recalling something very good. I know that after a shock, people tend to think back to the life they desire most. It seems that what this folk girl yearns for in her heart is a life like returning to the garden.

"Then why don't you go home and have a look?" I asked her.

Xu Chuyue ignored me, she continued to herself: "When I was young, there was no road there, and there was a twenty-mile road from the village to the town, and I had to cross two mountains and a river. It was a mountain road that had been stepped on for decades or centuries, and sometimes it rained heavily and the whole road was washed away. Sometimes it is buried in the mud and sand, sometimes the whole mountain will collapse and move down, and one day it was a road, but the next day it became a green bush.

"But the strange thing is that it will not be long before the road will appear again, and it will be as if it had grown out of a crack in the stones, out of the grass, out of the dirt—in fact, it is all people who have come out of themselves, and live in the mountains, and even if there is no road, people have to tread a way.

"Because without roads, people can't live. I was born in such a remote mountain, over one mountain, behind another, over the next mountain, and in front of me there were endless mountains, as if all the mountains stretched to the horizon.

"We also have a river there, and although it is not wide, there is no bridge on it, only two iron chains, and people have to hold on one and step on one to cross it. Because there were no roads or bridges, I didn't even see a bicycle until I was seven years old.

"The village at home is halfway up the mountain, there are only five or six families, there is no primary school, and there is not even a commissary. Our children's snacks are sweet potatoes, wild berries in the grass, and so on. I had to climb a hill to go to elementary school in another neighboring village. Because of the long distance, I couldn't go home for dinner at noon, so my mother stuffed a sweet potato into her schoolbag - really, can you believe it? The richest people in elementary school are the same classmates who can eat instant noodles at noon. ”

I stared at her blankly, not understanding why she was talking about this.

"When I went to the county seat to go to high school, my mom and I had a fight. My father asked me to go to Shenzhen with him to work and make money as soon as possible. Mom said that sharpening knives does not mistake woodcutters, and going to school does not delay making money. As a result, my father lost the quarrel, and he personally sent me to the county seat.

"When I was in high school, a teacher noticed that I had a good voice and told me to learn vocal music so that I could be an art student in the future. But the art training cost a lot, but fortunately, the teacher helped me find some information, and I read books by myself while figuring out how to sing and pronunciation.

"The teacher didn't ask for money, but I had to go to his house every weekend, and he would sit on the balcony lounger with his eyes squinted, make a pot of tea, and then sit there with his eyes squinted, and tell me to stand and hum him a song for the day...... You understand, right? It's like the singers of ancient times. ”