"Okay, I'll take a look." I thought about it and said.

"You have to think clearly, if you pull the wrong person, you will have to jump into this river on his behalf, and suffer all kinds of suffering." Meng Po said.

"Mother-in-law who doesn't get in the way, I'll just take a look, and I probably won't pull people." I smiled at Meng Po and said.

When you walk to the bridge, the bridge deck is slippery, and you will feel more stable by holding on to the railing.

Sure enough, I wasn't a special person, I stood on the bridge, and all I could see was a bloody river, and when I stopped, a large fishy smell also stopped, lingering in the air.

Actually, I have a slight asthma, and the bad air quality will affect my breathing, and it is true that I don't need to breathe here, but the discomfort I am used to is like engraved in my bones.

At this time, I was feeling unwell, when suddenly a hand with almost intact skin and flesh stretched out from the lake under the bridge.

As you can imagine, it was the calm and waveless bright red water, and even the reflection of the drowsy dark sky, which was the endless red and black, and although I couldn't see it, I could feel the wind gently raising the hair, and the docile girl in an ankle-length white dress, standing alone in the endless black and red, a fairly intact bloody hand stood in front of her. Then, centered on the position of this hand, hundreds of hands scrambled to stretch out, all of which were almost intact in flesh and skin, but all drenched in blood.

Along with these hands pouring out at once, there were also one after another wailing for help.

I took a big step back in fright, and I fell on the bridge.

I felt sad because these hundreds of hands were reflected in my eyes, and I didn't see any difference in whether it was one or a hundred.

I still clutched the thumb-sized white bead that the green snake had given me at the end.

I took the bead between my fingers and sat on my knees on the bridge.

Meng Po's voice came: "I have a bad memory recently, the road on the bridge is slippery, and I forgot to remind you that you need to be careful." ”

As she walked up the bridge, I saw only the corners of her simple dark blue cloth skirt lying to the ground.

She half-bent over and stretched out a pair of hands to help me up.

I thought it was strange that the face was still the face of an old woman in her fifties and sixties, and as soon as her hand was stretched out, it suddenly reminded me of a sentence:

"Red crisp hands, yellow vine wine, full of spring palace wall willows."

This is a pair of extremely white and delicate, fingers like onion roots, ten fingers of delicate clotted soft wattles. On these hands, not only is there not a trace of wrinkles, but when you see it, you can't help but imagine how the owner of these hands should be with a moth brow, a clever smile, and beautiful eyes. This is as if it were a pair of peerless hands.

Suppress the sense of disobedience in your heart.

I said, "Mother-in-law, if I speak to the ghosts in the river, will they be able to hear me?" ”

Meng Po helped me up and said, "Maybe I can, maybe I can't, if I really want to do it, I might as well try." ”

Then Meng Po held on to the elbow force, I stood up, she helped me carefully to the bridge pillar, I raised my hand into a trumpet shape and put it to my mouth, shouted: "Peach! I have met a man named Qi Ming in the world, he has been looking for you for many years, and then he died, and he has stored something with me, if you come out one day, please come to me to collect it, you remember, my name is Ning Qiao, and I live at number 17 on the old street of Goya. ”

I still remember that in the memory of the mountain god, I watched these two people meet, love each other, separate, and now I see the two separated, even though I can't bear it, but what can I do.

"Mother-in-law, when will the flowers bloom on this shore?" I asked Meng Po.

Meng Po said, "Maybe the little girl will open when she crawls out." ”

Meng Po and I looked at reincarnation, although I still haven't found the peach, but I feel that Qi Ming's entrustment can only go here. As for the rest, I'm just an ordinary person who is not in good health, so I often see ghosts, and there is really nothing I can do about it.

I don't know what happened after that, but in a vague way I heard someone talking to me.

When I woke up again, I wasn't in the room, I was still in the hole.

A seed of doubt began to be planted in my heart,

It just so happened that Mr. walked in from outside, and said with a relaxed face: "Wake up, the hot water has been prepared, go take a bath first, let's go to the mountains and forests today, you have been in the cave for two days, today is the third day, you should also go out to meet the sun." ”

"But isn't that going to be good, I've heard that the cave is guarded outside." Thinking of Ma Chao's hideous appearance that night, I still feel resistant.

"What's wrong? The old mountain god is gone, the new mountain god has been born, you are the little bride of the mountain god, where can you not go to this world? "The gentleman leaned over and touched the top of my head.

"Huh? So am I sacrificing to the old mountain god or the new mountain god? "I was stunned.

"What do you think, little girl?" The gentleman looked at me with a smile.

My heart was beating like a drum for a while, and I didn't dare to ask more.

Behind the six beauty screens in the cave, there is a small pool at some point, the water of the pool is crystal clear, there are four steps on the edge of the pool submerged in the water, and the surrounding air is filled with a warm breath.

When I went in to take a bath, my husband hadn't left yet, he picked up the old book he had read yesterday at the table, I was behind the screen, and I was about to take off my clothes.

So I took off my clothes with confidence, but suddenly found that there was no place to put my clothes, and Mr.'s voice came from outside the screen: "The clothes can be put on the small stone bench, and there are toiletries on the side, I am outside, don't be afraid." ”

After taking a bath, I changed into a soft white cotton skirt and a light-colored warm coat, and suddenly felt a little shy when I wore underwear, which was a few days ago, my mother took me to the underwear store in the county to buy new underwear, which was different from what I used to wear.

I was worried that this long dress would look like a child stealing an adult's clothes to wear, so I didn't want to wear it at home, but in fact, the clothes are perfect for the body, both in terms of size and comfort.

After changing clothes, I tried to find dirty clothes to wash, but I found that the clothes that had been placed on the small stone bench were nowhere to be found, so I had to walk out empty.

"Sir, where's my dirty laundry?" I asked him with my long, wet hair.

The gentleman smiled and nodded, "I think you're too young to do this, so I'll let the little stool be sent to you to be cleaned." Come here, I'll dry your hair first. ”

I thought he was going to take a towel to rub my hair, but who knows, he just put his hand on top of my head, and in an instant, my hair dried.

When we came out of the cave, it was not yet full of light outside, and the stream under the hazelnut bridge was pounding on the stones, and the sound came in small pieces, and the ground was full of cicadas chirping one after another, flickering and dimming.

The breeze came through the mountains and gently hit me in the face.

The gentleman stood on the edge of the field, and the circle outside was the lofty mountains and lush forests.

This is a world isolated from the rolling red dust, where nature has wrapped it tightly, and the tall figure stands quietly in the middle, as if there is no concern for this world, so far away from me.

He was dressed in a black robe, very straight, clean cloth shoes stepped on the grass, no mud and grass clippings, and his short hair gently let the wind blow slightly, like a bright moon hanging high in the air, looking down on all beings in the world, emitting a cold light.

You don't know what is hidden in the depths of his eyes, is there a woman who loves very much, or a love that he never regrets......

The gentleman suddenly turned around and said, "Niannian, come to me." ”

His voice rose and fell, and it seemed that this voice alone could make people see in front of their eyes the wind and moon of his past, and I came back to my senses in a daze, and looked carefully at the person in front of me.

This is the one who taught me to recognize the loneliness in my heart.

It's someone who has been touched by the sunlight and the air when I look at it.

That's when I suddenly realized that everything in front of me was real.

No one can spend their life like a dream in a posture of staying out of the way.

Love is love, hate is hate, if everyone is as timid as me, timid as a mouse, afraid of being hurt and seeking satisfaction, how can we talk about detachment.

With such a person, I'm afraid I won't be able to walk by my husband's side for the rest of my life.

I was afraid that even if my husband took ten steps on the road of life, I would be too slow to keep up, and maybe one day, a third person between us would appear, and after that, I would no longer be the closest person to him in the world, and he would no longer be by my side until I had gray hair and stopped breathing.

Such as Qi Ming to Ah Ming, Ah Yu to Ye Zhiqiu, and like the peach to Qi Ming.

The past is like a dream, like a dream, like a dew.