Chapter 66: The Old Man in the Wooden House

When I got out of the car, it was already the evening of the second day, and I was not in a particularly good state, and my head hurt like pins and needles. When I was eating with those two people, I drank a little bit to see if I could relieve some of it, but it didn't work very well.

Originally, I wanted to find a hotel to sleep in the small county town where I got off and rush the next morning, but Shen Mo insisted on traveling overnight and returning to the village first.

It was obviously not a wise choice to go to the mountains at night, and it was not a casual thing to talk about the deeper exposure, and I didn't go far before my trouser legs were already wet with dew.

The village we are going to is dozens of kilometers away from the county seat, not open to traffic, and the mountain roads are extremely difficult to walk, so it is basically an almost completely isolated existence.

Shen Mo didn't say much along the way, and it wasn't until we were about to climb the mountainside that she suddenly stopped, turned to stare into my eyes and asked:

"What else are you hiding from me?"

I was stunned by a sentence, and I didn't react for a long time. Seeing that I didn't speak, Shen Mo's eyes slowly turned red, and he said in a choked voice:

"You didn't tell me anything, do you know how scared I was last night? When I see you like that, I can't even wait for you to keep going! In that case, at least I think you haven't hidden anything from me, and even if you die, I don't have any regrets! ”

Her emotions became more and more excited, but I was confused, looking at her innocently and saying:

"It's not that I'm going to hide it from you, but I don't even know what happened yesterday! But it's a really good feeling! ”

Shen Mo stared at me for a while, and found that I didn't seem to be lying, raised his hand to wipe the tears on his face, looked at me aggrievedly and asked:

"Really? You really don't know? ”

I nodded:

"Absolutely, really!"

Shen Mo nodded and gently leaned into my arms. Her personality has changed a lot, and the original pungency doesn't seem to be visible at all. I couldn't figure it out for a long time, and I thought it was her soul that had changed when she entered Shen Mo's body.

It wasn't until much later that I learned that it was a woman's love for you: life or death doesn't matter, what matters is whether you really regard me as your closest person, whether you will tell me everything and share all your secrets.

The mountain is not particularly high, but perhaps because of its geographical location on the plateau, the air on the mountain is a little thin, and there is always a feeling of difficulty breathing.

Towards the top of the mountain, I saw a large clearing in front of me, and in the center of the clearing there was a mound of dirt more than three meters high, which was overgrown with weeds.

I glanced at Shen Mo and asked suspiciously:

"What's that? Grave? ”

Shen Mo shook his head:

"I don't know, I've never been here, I just know it's the right direction."

Then I saw a low wooden house behind the earthen bag, and a faint light came out of it. I felt a little thirsty because of the drink, and I wanted to go over and ask for some water.

Shen Mo looked at the wooden house and hesitated:

"It's so late, will it disturb people's rest?"

I smiled and took her hand and said:

"It's still on, I shouldn't have slept yet, let's go over and ask, and if no one answers, we'll leave."

Before we could get to the front, the door of the room suddenly opened, and out came an old man, hunched over, wearing a dark cardigan and a straw hat on his head, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly because of the darkness.

I hurried up to meet it and said with a smile:

"Uncle, can you give saliva to drink?"

The old man glanced up at me slightly, slowly sat down on the stump at the door, and said in a loud voice:

"The water tank is in the house, go drink it yourself."

His tone was a little cold, and I didn't pay much attention to it, so I walked into the house, drank two large bowls of water in a row, wiped my mouth happily, turned around and said to the old man:

"Thank you, uncle, then we won't bother, goodbye."

Pulling Shen Mo to turn around and just about to leave, the old man's words pinned the feet that I had already lifted in the air.

"The Red Demon Sect people, the Fierce Gu Girl, it is rare to see it in the world in a hundred years, but I didn't expect the old man to see it twice in his life, it is really rare."

I slowly turned around and stared at the old man. He took care of himself and filled a bag of cigarettes, put it in his mouth, and smoked it.

I walked over and sat down on the ground in front of him, feeling a little emotional. Until now, I didn't know what had happened to me, let alone what had happened to me. The old man's words just now were obviously Shen Mo and me, and I really wanted to get some useful information from his mouth.

"Uncle, how much earlier did you say about the Red Evil Gate? Can you tell me? ”

The old man slowly raised his head and stared into my eyes. His eyes were sharp and bright, not at all like an old man in his twilight years.

He stared at me for a few seconds, then suddenly looked away, looked at the mound not far away, and asked me:

"Do you know what that is?"

In fact, I knew early on that it was a grave, but I asked her only because I deliberately teased Shen Mo. Before I saw the tomb, I felt the breath of ghosts, and there seemed to be quite a few of them.

The old man did not need my answer, and without waiting for me to speak, he continued:

"This tomb is seventy or eighty years old, and there are all kinds of people in it, the dry bones of the ownerless, the beggars who died of hunger, the people who died in the war, and the corpses of some people who were not taken away on the battlefield. I don't care who they are or what country they are, it's the same if they die anyway, just be buried in peace. ”

I listened patiently to him babbling on things that didn't sound relevant to me, hoping that he would solve the mystery in my mind.

Shen Mo also came over, sat down beside me, and listened quietly to the old man's story.

“。。。。 The last time I saw a Red Sha Sect was more than sixty years ago... ”

I came to my senses at once, and listened carefully with my ears crossed.

"The Red Evil Gate, breaking the red dust, the first person to subdue demons and eliminate ghosts. Thousands of miles of road, one person crosses, the vast world does not feel bitter. At that time, in the eyes of many people, the Red Sha Gate was a god-like existence.

The smoke of gunpowder is everywhere, the flames of war are flying, and countless unjust souls and evil ghosts are wandering in time, that is the Red Evil Sect people have really appeared in the world since the Yellow Nest Evil for three hundred years, and it is rumored that the Red Evil Sect has always been a single lineage, and there will never be a situation where two people coexist in the world. ”

Speaking of this, the old man's eyes stared at me deadly, and there was a little sadness in his tone:

"Your master, you're already there, right?"

I knew he was referring to Grandma, nodded and didn't speak.