"Ah, this is the commissary," Bai Jing passed by a dusty, dilapidated house. "Don't go in" A sweet voice sounded, Bai Jing didn't seem to hear it, still walking forward, as soon as his hand touched the door, the door fell down, there was ash everywhere, Bai Jing still didn't move, the dust dispersed, it was empty, dim and dark, and there was only one old man standing in front of the counter.

"Old man" Bai Jing stretched out his hand and walked over slowly, "Excuse me, where is Grandpa Bai's house?" "Don't go!" The voice became terrible. Bai Jing didn't notice it.

The old man in front of the counter raised his head, described his thin eyes as dull, and said in a hoarse voice, "Old man Bai, come over and I'll tell you"

"Oh, good," Bai Jing walked over.

"Don't go, Bai Jing!" The voice suddenly became much louder. Bai Jing stopped, looking at the old man in front of him who was not a ghost or a ghost waving at him, his face was so frightened that he wanted to run but found that he couldn't run.

"Hurry up—" The terrifying female voice roared in her ear.

"I can't move," Bai Jing said. The old man was still waving at her, two tears flowed from his cloudy eyes, and a strange smile appeared on his face. Bai Jing felt that the atmosphere was getting more and more wrong, and there were no spicy strips in the commissary. Just as he was wondering, the slit around him that was leaking light suddenly darkened. Not good! Bai Jing felt that her body was getting weaker and weaker, and she was about to lose consciousness, when suddenly she felt that her body had no support, lost her direction, and was thrown far away and rolled to the ground.

"Bai Jing, let's go—" The voice sounded extremely weak.

Bai Jing lay on the ground and looked at the three-character commissary on the crooked house. I smiled to myself, little beauty, you saved my life again. Ignoring the old man who was waving behind him, he tried to walk out step by step.

I didn't walk a few steps, and I saw an old man holding a hoe and falling down one by one. Bai Jing clutched her chest and walked over and asked intermittently, "Uncle, I want to ask, how to go to Grandpa Bai's house"

The old man put down his hoe, wiped his sweat, and said, "I am." ”

Bai Jing's eyes were immediately filled with tears, and her pale cooking lips were tightly pursed. Old man Bai hurriedly welcomed her into the house.

"Grandpa, my name is Bai Jing, I'm here to find Bai Tian" A mouthful of blood stained his lips red and fell.

During the day, Bai Jing must have experienced great hardships, and he was very sympathetic to her and asked, "Grandpa, what are you hoeing in the yard?"

"Oh, I'm sowing seeds," Grandpa replied.

"It's winter"

"Farming should be early and industrious"

"I just walked in and saw chickens pecking at seeds"

"Really?" Grandpa stopped smoking, "I'll take a look," and walked out with his hands behind his back. After a while, grandpa's voice came from the yard, "Grandson, let's eat roast chicken tonight." ”

Bai Tian looked at Bai Jing lying on the table, Grandpa Bai entered the door and grabbed the chicken head that fluttered a few times and then didn't move, the chicken head was usually crooked, there was no one in his eyes, and he didn't look at people at this time.

"Grandpa, what are you doing wrapping Bai Jing up and roasting on fire?"

Grandpa plucked the chicken feathers and said, "You come here, hold it," and Bai Tian hurriedly walked over. "This girl, her body is too weak, I'm not like this, her soul has already flown away, take the bowl!" The knife fell, and the blood flowed into the bowl, "Sprinkle this bowl of chicken blood on the table and make a circle"

Bai Tian looked at the sticky blood in the bowl and sprinkled it around Bai Jing.

"Chop off this half of the boiled chicken soup, roast the other half and eat it, sprinkle some cumin, put a little spicy" during the day carried the chicken that was cut in two for the first time.

"Grandpa, that half has been put in the pot, how to roast this half" The stick has been forked and the chicken "can be roasted on the fire under this table" Old man Bai sat and listened to the radio "Hey, tease you"

The grandfather and grandson are busy and tired.

During the day, Tian went under the table to watch the fire, "Grandpa, the table board is burning," worried about whether Bai Jing would be cooked.

"Go and get some small fire talismans in the box and sprinkle them," Grandpa Bai said with his eyes closed. Ma Sanli's cross talk on the radio was finished, and the lively singing of "Hey, you and I snuggle up to each other" sounded. sprinkled with the spirit rune, the fire gradually subsided, and when he heard this familiar song during the day, he thought of Tang Huang, how is he now?