The man looked back, his eyes met.

In an instant, I felt that the mountain flowers were blooming.

The world is emotional. It's just a matter of a moment, like a white porcelain plum in midsummer, and the sound of broken ice hitting the wall.

I sat by the car window and looked up to see the clouds flying through the sky.

It's my husband!

"Master stop the car, I'll get off here." I shouted at the driver.

It seems that it will always be like this, as long as he comes, I will never hesitate to move in the direction where he stopped.

"Now? Where are you going in the wilderness? The bus driver stopped and asked.

The people in the same car also looked puzzled.

I couldn't explain anything to them, so I could only reply dryly, "It's okay master, I'll go down from here." ”

When I got off the bus, I stood on the side of the road and watched the bus leave, then I turned around and headed into the woods.

"Sir!" I trotted over to him.

"Hmm!" His gaze was as gentle and breezy as ever, and his tone was soothing and powerful. In this way, there is no difference between him now and he was ten days ago.

Wait for me to walk up to him and stand side by side.

"Why don't you go home?" The gentleman asked. But when he finished speaking, he reached out and took my left hand.

I don't think I want to laugh, is this what the world often says is wrong?

"You're here, where are you going for me?" For me, his presence is both a reminder of my eternal humility and deference, and a close person to whom I can be reassuring and obedient.

"Then let's go back together!"

I followed him step by step, and he led him into the woods.

……

Back on the mountain, there are vegetable butterflies flying low on the wild path at the entrance of the small courtyard, the courtyard door is open, and I walk to the stone table in the courtyard with the vegetables, and it just so happens that when I look over, he also looks up and smiles: "Lunch is ready!" ”

The flowers in the courtyard were blooming well, and the familiar scene almost made me feel that I was just going out for a walk with my husband and coming back, and the distance in my heart slowly disappeared.

Because Yiya and Ye Zhiqiu are subordinates, they don't often share the same table with us, and although Mr. doesn't eat grains, he sits down with me.

"Sir, I met a teacher at school this time, and I heard that he said that his childhood sweetheart was killed a few years ago, and his body disappeared after his death, and he wanted me to help him find this girl." I told my husband about it as a talking point.

"Oh, did you ask him if he told you to find this skin, or something else?" The gentleman replied nonchalantly.

"He told me that he wanted to see the woman again, and that he must have been looking for her soul. Otherwise, if he wanted Xu Manjuan's body, I didn't know where to go to find it for him. I thought about it and said.

"Most people in the world think that skin is the foundation of human beings, and it is fresh for him to find the corpse." The gentleman said again.

"That gentleman thinks, where should I start looking for Xu Manjuan, I want to go to the place where she used to live first, although she died many years ago, I have heard that most of the deceased like to stay in the place they loved in life, or the person who is deeply connected. And Xu Manjuan's parents died when she was a child, and she was raised by her grandmother, I think if her soul is still there, she is probably likely to return to the place where she once lived with her grandmother. I analyzed it carefully.

"Do you know if her grandmother is still alive?"

"This, I haven't heard Yang Xinfu say it, I think it should be passed away." I said this very unconfidently, and sure enough, a casual conversation with my husband could find that I was very inconsiderate, and it took a lot of trouble to find someone without asking clearly.

"And if her grandmother hadn't died, should I have gone to see her first?" I asked confidently.

"Silly girl!" The gentleman sighed softly, rubbed one hand between his eyebrows, and when he looked up again, his eyes were still as gentle and tolerant as the sea.

"Why don't you go to Yellow Springs first? What if the person he was looking for had already crossed the bridge? Yiya's voice suddenly sounded from the door of the inner room, and when he turned his head to look over, he saw a well-dressed and elegant man leaning against the door frame, his face cold and serious, so that people could not see what he was thinking in his heart at all.

Most of the time, Yiya's expression has always been as stiff as ice.

Hearing him say this, I suddenly realized, yes! In fact, after people die, more people go directly to the Yellow Spring and go to Meng Po to register their deaths, why didn't I want to go to Meng Po to ask first.

If you want to talk about Meng Po, her memory is probably the best among the people I know, I have often dealt with her in the past few years, and I know that she has nothing to remember if anyone who beats her in the past, in the past, those "I come and go in this place every day, so many ghosts, where do I remember so many ......" are just excuses.

After getting acquainted, I realized that no matter what god it is, you can't just come to anyone to answer your questions. But after getting acquainted, it is very convenient.

Come to think of it, in case Xu Manjuan has been reincarnated, I can directly ask Yang Xinfu to find her reincarnation, save me trouble, and I can also fulfill his obsession, why not.

I turned to look at Mr., his face was still calm, but the look in his eyes was encouraging, and I realized that he was laughing at me just now, and I didn't know how to be flexible.

And the most annoying thing is that I still take it for granted when I am laughed at, it's just ......

In order to deal with Yang Xinfu's matter as soon as possible, I went into Huangquan alone after informing my family of my whereabouts at night.

The long and narrow banks of the netherworld were as deep as they had been seen at first sight, the flowers on the other side of the place were in full swing, and in the middle of the river in the distance, on the old bridge, an old woman in a plain dress carefully boiled her small cup of soup.

"Yo, isn't it! What day is it that you came to see me at this time. As soon as I got closer, she turned to look at me with a smile on her face, ignoring her soup can on the fire.

"Aunt Meng, don't tease me, it's my fault that I didn't come to see you these days, these days I was taken back to study by my family, they forced me to live in school, and I didn't dare to disappear at will." I flatteringly trotted to Mrs. Meng's side and sincerely confessed my mistake.

"Gotta gotcha, my old woman won't embarrass you, you can say it, what kind of person's business is coming this time, I'll solve it for you as soon as possible, I still have a bunch of dead ghosts to send away, you listen to my soup can boiling gurgling." Meng Poshi listened to my explanation, did not question me, and directly asked me the purpose of my visit.

Meng Po's was happy, of course, I wouldn't squirm, so I directly reported Xu Manjuan's name and address to Meng Po's before her death, including the approximate time of death.

But the strange thing is that after Meng Po heard this information, the entire Huangquan seemed to be silent for two breaths.

"Qiao girl, you have to be ready, the person you just said has never been to Huangquan at all, it is said that if she has indeed passed away for so many years, then her soul has probably dissipated, even if the soul is barely gone, it is impossible to be conscious, I am afraid that it may not be a ghost anymore, but a demon, if you really want to find it, you must be careful." Meng Po's expression was serious, not like a joke, I nodded yes, and stayed with her for a short time before saying goodbye to her and returning to the small courtyard.

When I woke up, it was already the next weekend, and I had to go back to school for evening self-study at 7 to 9 o'clock on the weekend, so I had to hurry up and go to Shuangshan, otherwise the matter would have to wait until next week, and I didn't want to spend my weekend on it.

And I don't know why, I always feel that if I don't hurry up, something will happen.

I got up early in the morning to tell my husband my decision, but when I entered his study, there was no one there, and I left a page on the desk, saying only that one fruit was ripe, and that he was going to go back to the holy place to fetch the fruit and cure my slow growth. As for the date of his return, it is said that it will be three to five days at most.

So I turned around and went to look for Yiya again, he didn't expect me to be in such a hurry, so he hurriedly called Ye Zhiqiu to accompany me down the mountain, and told him to send me to school before seven o'clock at night. Ye Zhiqiu waved his hand impatiently, meaning, understood, no problem, don't talk nonsense.

Who knew that as soon as I arrived at the foot of the mountain, I could only stare at it with wide eyes and was relatively speechless, because I had never been to Shuangshan, and Ye Zhiqiu had led the old ghost in the lake for decades and didn't know what Shuangshan was.

"Why don't we go back to the mountain and ask Yiya to accompany you, and I'll go back to see the yard?" Ye Zhiqiu said with an embarrassed expression.

"No way!" I decisively refused, what are you kidding, how much time will it take to go back to the mountain again? Besides, if this little thing can't be solved, wouldn't it be a shame, and I won't go back.

"So young, so vain?" Ye Zhiqiu looked at me with a mocking smile and said.

"That's better than you have no face and no skin, no wonder you can't catch up after chasing someone for hundreds of years." I stuck my tongue out at him, not to be outdone, mocking.

Not surprisingly, Ye Zhiqiu blew up again, Ah Yu was the string that he couldn't easily pluck in his heart, sure enough, he almost became irritable, his eyes were full of hurt looks, and finally, with a flick of his sleeves, he left me with only a lonely figure.

Actually, I don't know how heavy the weight of the snake demon is for Ye Zhiqiu, which is a treasure that no one can use to ridicule.

However, with my understanding of the snake demon delirium, and with her character of not hitting the south wall and not looking back, if Ye Zhiqiu couldn't get used to this frustration earlier, I was afraid that sooner or later, he would appear in front of me like the next Yang Xinfu. I am still misestimating his tolerance for me, and I thought that he would not communicate with me at most, but who knew that he actually brushed his sleeves and left, and I don't believe it if he didn't eat a closed door at Ah Yu's place again.

It's okay now, I originally wanted to keep him brave, but now I can only rely on myself.

I asked someone for directions, and they were very careful to tell me how to get in the car. He said that there is no special car here, so he can only go to the highway not far away, where there will often be a master who stops and asks passers-by where to go, and if they are on the same road, they only need to negotiate the price. Fortunately, it's not too far to go to Shuangshan here, otherwise at my age, it is estimated that most people would not dare to take a single little girl.

However, unlike what the man said, after I arrived on the highway, many people stopped and asked me where I was going, and most people did not dare to take me as the man said. But I shook my head at those people, saying that they didn't go the same way, and then I got into a female master's car, chatted with her all the way to the intersection of Shuangshan Town, and she told me that I should go in that direction, and enter the market in Shuangshan Town. After arriving at the market in Shuangshan Town, I finally found a deserted and dilapidated yard at about three o'clock in the afternoon.

The small courtyard is built with a brick wall, the wall is one meter seven or eight high, the weeds on the wall grow, and the color is verdant; The small courtyard has a door, a wooden door, the door is mottled with paint, and there is a big lock in the center, although it is rusty, but it does not affect its protection of this small courtyard at all.

I approached the courtyard and wanted to go in and have a look, but I didn't feel anything, but when my hand touched the cold lock on the door, the words that Mr. Yuan Mei said suddenly flooded my mind.

"The chains are because of ghosts."

Thinking of this, I suddenly withdrew my hand and took two steps back.

At this time, I looked around the courtyard attentively, and I didn't know whether it was intentional or coincidental, from the road I just found, although the people here are not dense, but the distance between the neighbors is only about ten meters at most, no matter which door I stand at, I will not feel sparsely populated, empty and desolate, but standing in front of this small courtyard, this time I took a closer look, I suddenly realized that there was no neighbor in this location, only this locked dilapidated desert was surrounded by countless wild trees and weeds, this scene, In addition, the courtyard has been uninhabited for several years, not to mention, according to people, there have been murders in this courtyard.

This really can't stop making people's bones weak.

But after hesitating for a while, I felt in my heart that I really shouldn't, I didn't come to see any living person in the first place, did I still expect to go back with nothing? Naturally, this is impossible, and I told myself over and over again in my heart that I am not a person who has never seen ghosts, why make such a fuss and look like I have never seen the world.

Emboldened, I took two more steps forward, intending to wonder if the lock could be opened by any other means.

As soon as I reached up, before I could touch the lock, I suddenly heard a clang, and the big lock suddenly fell to the ground with the lock, and smashed it with a loud bang, almost smashing the psychological construction I had just done again.

I stood on the edge of the fallen lock, hesitated for a few breaths, and then reached out to push the rotten old wooden door, perhaps because the door had been locked for too many years, and the joints of the door were full of plaster, even if it was not locked, the door was still closed, and with my strength, it was still very difficult to push the door with all my attention, and therefore, I did not notice at all that a familiar figure was approaching me as I pushed the door...................................................... 6