Chapter 242: A Rope
I stood at the grave for a long time, mourning in my heart, but I didn't feel like crying.
I am by no means ruthless to Zhang Xiaoyun, but after all, I still have Meng Xiang.
Most of my love is with Meng Xiang. For Zhang Xiaoyun, it is more desire. And, of course, pity and pampering.
Eventually, I had to kneel down and kowtow to all four graves.
Those three are Zhang Xiaoyun's parents and grandmother, and I, as Zhang Xiaoyun's living lover, should have respect and respect for them.
And since Zhang Xiaoyun has disappeared, in the future, even if I miss it, I'm afraid I won't come here again.
So these few heads I kowtow to are also a kind of goodbye.
When he went down the mountain, it was already dark, and Meng Xiang had already cooked a meal, and was talking and laughing with Gao Lingkai. When she saw me coming down, she didn't turn her face away and ignore me.
But I knew that she must be unhappy in her heart, so after eating, Gao Lingkai went to room 1, and I chased her into room 2.
"Are you angry?" I asked her.
"Did you do anything to make me angry?" She asked rhetorically.
I scratched my head and replied with difficulty: "Zhang Xiaoyun...... After all, it is kind to me, so to speak...... My life was entirely given by her, so if she disappears, how much ...... will I Still a little sad! β
"Grace?" The corners of Meng Xiang's lips showed a hint of mockery, "Not only kindness, but also affection, right?" β
I was speechless, I didn't dare to say yes, and I didn't have the cheekiness to say no.
"Forget it!" Fortunately, Meng Xiang quickly shook his head, "I don't fight with a ghost, after all, she is indeed kind to you and me!" But I warn you, if in real life, you dare to be emotional about any other girl, we're done! Even if you get married, I will divorce you! β
This was so serious that I hurriedly swore and swore that I promised it again and again.
Meng Xiang didn't think much of it, and told me to hurry up and go to room 3 to rest.
"Why are you driving me to room 3?" I asked knowingly.
"I don't want her to see you being too intimate with me!" Meng Xiang replied, with an indifferent expression, "In case she is still here, use a trick to scare me, am I not asking for trouble?" β
In fact, this was also something I was worried about, so I didn't say anything more, just kissed Meng Xiang on the lips, and then went to room 3 to rest.
That night, I naturally fell asleep with hope, but unfortunately, Zhang Xiaoyun did not appear in my dream.
When I woke up, Meng Xiang had already gotten up first, and she didn't ask me if Zhang Xiaoyun had appeared, but helped me get half a basin of face wash.
In fact, I don't have the energy to go to the first line of ridge anymore, and I just want to do another thing right now: find Uncle Zhang.
First, to confirm when Zhang Xiaoyun disappeared;
Second, I once promised Zhang Xiaoyun that I would be Uncle Zhang like my own grandfather. If Zhang Xiaoyun has really disappeared, then I have the obligation to support the old man and let him spend his old age in peace.
But this matter can only be dragged back, Meng Xiang is tolerant and considerate, and I can't get an inch.
So I still tried to smile as much as I could, and Gao Lingkai walked in front of me excitedly, and I walked behind him holding hands with Meng Xiang.
And once I held Meng Xiang's little hand, my heart suddenly settled down.
It has been a whole year since Zhang Xiaoyun was killed, and I should not have imagined that she would live forever in the world and wait for me to meet her at any time.
There is such a person as Meng Xiang who can go out of the hall, go down to the kitchen, and be reasonable
Gentle and considerate fiancΓ©e, I should have been satisfied a long time ago.
So I gradually showed a real smile, teasing Meng Xiang from time to time along the way, still the same as when I usually got along.
Spring is rainy, and the area may have had rain in recent days, so the road was a little slippery along the way.
There are also footprints of people on the road, as if someone once walked here after the rain.
But I don't think it will be Uncle Zhang's footprints, after all, Uncle Zhang is so old, if he wants to move, he will only move out of the mountain, and it is impossible to go deeper into the mountain.
Because of Meng Xiang as a companion, it is inevitable to stop and enjoy the scenery along the road. It took us longer than the last time I came with Gao Lingkai, about three and a half hours, before we arrived at the first line of the ridge.
Standing on the large black stone rock in the shape of an encirclement, looking at the sea of clouds churning under his feet, Meng Xiang was also shocked for a long time.
Gao Lingkai was even more elated, and asked Meng Xiang repeatedly: "How is it?" It's worth it, right? β
"No matter how valuable it is, it's not worth it to you! We're just here to be a matchmaker for you, let's say it first, if something good happens, don't forget to thank the matchmaker for the red envelope! β
Meng Xiang and Gao Lingkai already got along very well, so they joked with him.
Gao Lingkai smiled and said again and again: "I can't forget, I can't forget!" β
Gao Lingkai was anxious, and ran ahead alone, trying to find a suitable place to tie the rope and hang us down.
Meng Xiang and I naturally did not run with him, but held hands and walked along the stone rock while enjoying the scenery.
Gao Lingkai suddenly shouted in front of him.
"Colliers, come and see, there's a rope here!"
Meng Xiang and I hurried over, and sure enough, we saw a rope, tightly tied to a stone pillar, and then hung down under the stone rock, disappearing between the clouds and mist.
"It can't be the last time we came and forgot to put the rope away, right?" Gao Lingkai asked me.
"No!" I immediately shook my head.
I distinctly remember that after Gao Lingkai went up to the rock, I joked with him and put the rope away.
Moreover, Gao Lingkai and I tied the rope to a raised stone ridge at that time, instead of directly tying it to a stone pillar thicker than a calf like the rope now.
Meng Xiang had already squatted down to inspect the rope and said, "This can't be the rope that hung here a month ago, and there is no sign of decay at all. I think it's probably going to be someone hanging from here in a day or two. Because the road is still a little slippery, but the rope is dry, it means that it was after the rain that someone hung the rope here. β
Meng Xiang's analysis made me and Gao Lingkai nod again and again.
Gao Lingkai said: "I just saw footprints on the road, could it be that this rope is the one who hung here?" But how could he know that there was another beautiful scenery beneath the clouds? β
"If we can find out, so can others." I replied.
Gao Lingkai let out an "oh", and suddenly his face became a little anxious.
I was a little strange at first, but after a little thought, I understood.
Gao Lingkai's eyes also became smaller when he was in the love network, for fear that another handsome guy would go down from here, and he would inevitably be moved after seeing Fang Fei, so his chances would be even smaller.
So Gao Lingkai went down directly along the rope that someone else tied, but I thought that if someone came up first and untied the rope, then we wouldn't be able to come up.
So
I still took out the rope and was about to tie it to the stone pillar as well, when Gao Lingkai suddenly shouted from below, and when I listened carefully, he seemed to be shouting: "Gao Li, come down!" Uncle Zhang, it seems to be Uncle Zhang! β
I was startled, hurriedly said hello to Meng Xiang, and climbed down the rope.
Before I reached the ground, I saw a body lying on the grassy hillside, and next to the body, there was another object.
Gao Lingkai squatted in front of the body, but instead of looking at the body, he looked up at me.
"Colliers, look at it...... Did Uncle Zhang fall to his death here! β
I hurriedly threw away the rope and squatted down to watch, and I couldn't help but feel sad in my heart.
It was indeed Uncle Zhang, but he seemed to have already lost his breath, his face turned the color of dead ashes, and he felt that he had been dead for at least twelve hours.
And that one object was a big backpack that was quite old.
When I opened the backpack, I saw that there were several pieces of Uncle Zhang's clothes, plus a half-new bed sheet and a half-new quilt cover.
In addition, under the mountain, there was a black mass of things, although it was difficult to see clearly from a distance, but I guess it was a bed of bedding.
Presumably, after Uncle Zhang arrived at this place, he threw the backpack and bedding off the rock, and he hung the rope down by himself.
But as a result, he was old and frail, and he fell down.
Although it is only ten meters high from the rock to this mountain, if it is a young man, he may not be killed by a fall, but Uncle Zhang is so old, he naturally cannot be compared with a young man.
Meng Xiang also climbed down the rope, checked Uncle Zhang's body a little, and quickly came to a conclusion.
"The time of death must have been more than twelve hours, I guess he was here yesterday afternoon! But why did he come here at such an age? And climb down this rope with a backpack futon? β
That's actually my question.
I remember that when I told Zhang Xiaoyun that this place was very beautiful, she once smiled and said that she would come here to see it in the future, and I thought at that time that it was impossible for her to go too far from Uncle Zhang's house.
But now it seems that maybe she really came here, and Uncle Zhang climbed down the hill from the rope in order to pursue his granddaughter.
But the problem came again, if Zhang Xiaoyun could stay away from Uncle Zhang's house for some reasonβit was like the last time because of the relief in the hands of the public savage, she used to follow me around in the mountains.
- With Zhang Xiaoyun's ability, how could she let her grandfather fall to his death here?
Is it because of her weakened abilities? Or is it because she herself is already in danger?
A chill suddenly felt in my heart, and a sense of foreboding instantly enveloped my whole body.
I feel that Meng Xiang and Gao Lingkai have the same sense of foreboding as me.
After all, we have all experienced so many strange and terrifying things, and we are particularly sensitive to certain signs.
However, we didn't say anything about this ominous feeling, Meng Xiang just asked me what to do with Uncle Zhang's body.
I thought about it for a moment before answering.
"If you take it directly back to his house for burial, I'm afraid it's a bit difficult, so it's better to move to the village, ask the village chief to help hold a ceremony, and then find a place to cremate, and we will bring his ashes back."
Meng Xiang nodded in approval, and Gao Lingkai naturally had no opinion.
(See Chapter 243 "The Sleeping Boy")
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