Although Xu Daoming and I have known each other for a short time, but he is a fellow Taoist, and he is my senior, in addition to wanting to get Master Chen Yihua's bamboo tire from me, Xu Daoming has no other excessive attempts, he does not give me a bad feeling, and he has no malice towards me, but what happened in this realm, I am haunted, and for the first time I feel that he is unreliable and has no sense of trust.

But I am very conflicted in my heart, after all, Xu Daoming was invited by Xin Yaojie, and Chen Yihua was threatened just now, and he was saved by reporting his name, in general, the danger was brought to us by Xu Daoming, and the savior was actually him, I breathed a sigh of relief, stopped on the side of the road, took out the real fire token from the cloth bag, and burned Wang Ba to ashes.

Desolate mountains and forests, there is no car to sit on, I bumpy feet to walk very hard, almost a body hurt when I moved, Chen Yihua sat on the car just now, she looked out the window and remembered the road, but if you want to walk to the road to take a car, it is estimated that you have to walk until dark.

I thought about it and looked around, this place is full of mountains, forests and fields, it should be a rural area, there are just a few figures doing farm work in the fields, I said to Chen Yihua: "Go to the village to have a look, I can only ask the villagers for help." ”

Chen Yihua nodded and said okay, I limped along the sheep intestine path to the village, maybe my fate should not be extinct, as soon as I entered the village, an uncle came back from the field, packed up the farm tools in front of the door, I politely shouted: "Uncle, please do me a favor, can you?" ”

The uncle is about sixty years old, his body is very strong, but he has some bows on his back, he glanced at me, his face suddenly panicked, trotted towards me, and said, "Baby, why did you do this?" ”

I couldn't tell him the truth, so I said, "It's bad enough, do you have a motorcycle in your village, give us a ride, just get in the car." ”

As I spoke, I took out a cigarette and gave it to him, and the uncle took it and said, "Come here, I'll help you clean up." ”

The old man is very warm-hearted, he supported me, led to his hall, as soon as I entered the door, I smelled a smell of Chinese medicine, the lobby is a table of eight immortals and a bamboo bed, there is a ceiling fan on the beam, the wall is pasted with the murals of our leaders, and on the side of the middle hall there is a long line of incense table, there is a black and white portrait and tribute, I look at the person on the portrait, it is a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child, immature round face, short hair, black eyes look very spiritual.

Uncle turned on the fan, the cool breeze blew, my noisy heart gradually cooled down, he walked to the bedroom, and took out two paper bags after a while, Uncle opened a package, golden powder, I smelled it, I knew that this thing is a herb to stop bleeding, it also grows in my hometown, it is called purple gold sand, the shape is a branch, both sides are full of small leaves, this plant is grown together, it is easy to pick it, quickly cut the mess, move it together with both hands, you can pack it into a compound fertilizer bag, go home and dry, Then you can use the powder directly on the wound.

The abrasion on my chest stopped the bleeding, but the knee should have cracked the bone, which is estimated to be very tricky, and the old man imitated my knee and said, "It's okay, I didn't hurt the bone, I hit the meridians of the joint, and I will give you two needles to invigorate the blood." ”

I sat on the bamboo bed, the old gentleman seriously helped me to prick the silver needle, although the pain was terrible, but I was stunned and did not say anything, the old man's dark face glanced at me, and said: "Young man, I can bear the pain, where did you fall, enough to choke, I will simply help you stop the bleeding, turn back your chest and have to go to the hospital, the weather changes quickly, cold in the morning and evening, hot during the day, you have to be careful not to get infected and inflamed." ”

I thanked him and said that I would go to the hospital when I went back to the city, the old gentleman nodded, I have been thinking about what happened today, and as soon as the uncle's chatterbox was opened, I had to talk to him about it, what benefits did people confiscate me, not only to help me stop the bleeding, but also to help me fix my knees, if I don't care about others, it will not be like words.

"If my grandson hadn't died, he would have been as old as you, hey." The uncle's tone was very sad, and when he spoke, he turned his head to stare at the statue of the incense table.

As soon as I heard him, something suddenly occurred in my heart, and Chen Yihua also looked at me, but she didn't talk to me, and asked the uncle in a low voice: "Uncle, did your grandson encounter any accidents?" ”

The old man took a puff of cigarette and said, "A fifteen-year-old child, who has been studying in the school, hanged himself ten miles away, can this be an accident?" ”

"Little White Bridge, Ma Po?" I said submergedly.

The old man's face was stunned, he looked up at me with cloudy eyes, and said, "Do you know what's going on over there?" ”

When I said that when I was in the car, I heard the driver over there have a brief conversation, what is going on?

Uncle Gang sat on the small bench opposite me, and his thoughts were suddenly pulled back to a long time ago, he said: "I have been farming all my life, I have no education, no knowledge, but I know that my grandson cannot commit suicide, his hands and feet are tied up, hanging from a tree, you say, a teenager, tie his hands and feet, can he hang himself?" ”

I shook my head and said no, the uncle patted his thigh, his eyes were a little moist, he bit his cheek, and said: "Yes, but as soon as the police investigated, it was determined that it was suicide, I am a common man, and my grandson's death is unknown, hey, pitiful!" ”

"What about the child's parents?" I asked.

"They are working outside, since the child had an accident, they haven't come back for two years, the child is gone, what are you doing when you come back, look at me as a bad old man?" The old man laughed at himself, and then said: "Also, out of sight and out of mind, after a long time, let's treat it as if I haven't given birth to Xiaojing!" ”

I didn't know what to say, so after a moment of silence, I said, "It's too late, if I come to you earlier, I guess I can help a little, now in the past three years, I'm afraid I can't even ...... soul."

Before I finished speaking, the old man's eyes flashed, and suddenly he gave me a hand tightly held it, and the face of the years showed an inexplicable excited look, I glanced at him like this, and didn't react for a while, he said: "Baby, do you have a way?" ”

I shook my head helplessly and said, "After death, return to heaven, the soul is reincarnated, for more than three years, even if I have a way, there is nothing I can do now." ”

The uncle's face became excited again, and he said, "No, no, my grandson's soul has not returned to heaven, no." ”

He muttered again and again that Xiaojing's soul had not been reincarnated in the underworld, and swore as if he had seen Xiaojing in the past two days, I looked at him in a daze, thinking that the old man should miss his grandson too much, but I didn't expect it, and the old man continued: "My grandson's soul is still in Mapolin of Xiaobaiqiao." ”

"Uncle, you miss Xiaojing so much, mourn." Chen Yihua asked softly.

"No, I can't believe this when I tell others, but as soon as I heard the baby say that you came to me earlier, there is still a way to save it, I am looking for the baby, you must understand, I tell you, I saw my small scene in Mapolin, the day before yesterday."

"The soul is still in Mapolin?" I thought to myself, this is impossible, I said that Xiaojing's soul returned to heaven and reincarnated, and it was just to comfort the sad old man, Xiaojing's cause of death was obviously that he was raised as a little ghost, how could he still be in Ma Polin?

But the uncle in front of him was obviously not talking nonsense, I could see from his eyes that he had really seen the soul of his grandson in Mapolin, and I said to him: "What was the situation at that time?" ”

The old man will hand me a cigarette, it is the kind of homemade cigarette with chopped tobacco rolls, strong enough, but I can't get used to smoking, he politely helped me light the fire, I can't refuse, he swallowed his saliva, and then said: "I also want Xiaojing, this poor child, it's okay to go to the grave to see him on weekdays, or go to Ma Polin to take a turn, the day before yesterday, I came back from work to play, my heart is not steady, I just thought about going out and going around, I was thinking about going around at the door of the house, but this walk went to Ma Polin, when I got there, It's dark, I'm thinking about it, I'm going to see where Xiaojing stays at the end, but as soon as I go to the crooked neck tree, I heard the sound of a group of children talking, and when I got closer, I put on reading glasses, rubbed my eyes and saw that there were more than a dozen children around the fire, among which my small scene was there, it was true. ”

"And then?" I asked, I didn't know what the old gentleman said.

Then I called Xiaojing, shouted several times, didn't want to scare the group of children away, Xiaojing heard my shouting, glanced at me, I saw that he had tears in his eyes, and then ...... He...... He was ...... He was shouted away by a man wrapped in a black robe......"

When the uncle said this, he secretly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then said: "I was chasing after Xiaojing, shouting while chasing, but unfortunately my legs and feet are not good, and I can't catch up. ”

I nodded at him, and when he heard him talk about white stones, I believed what he said.

I once went to another village with Ma Laodao to do a funeral, and had to drink water, at that time there was only a wooden bridge, and in the rainy season, the river was a piece of water, and the wooden bridge was washed away, and in the evening, when we came back, we saw two black shadows on the river beach roasting the fire, and drinking wine, chatting, and they baked a bonfire, which was the kind of white stone, and the two pieces were smashed together to knock out sparks.

"After death, there was no ghost to take him to Chenghuang, and his soul was in Mapolin for three years, and he was finally called away by the black-robed man?"

As soon as I thought about this, Xiaojing saw his grandfather in his eyes, and there were tears in his eyes, and he left with the black robe, which means that the person who took his soul was the one in the black robe, what have they been doing in Mapolin?

Black robe?

"Could it be that the Yin Si Temple is doing it again?"

I whispered to Chen Yihua, she thought for a while, and asked the uncle, "Are you sure that the black robe is a person?" ”

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