It's been a long journey home. It takes about four hours from the lake tower to Shannan, during which you pass by the Dragon King Temple, the Grand Canal, and pass through the mountains to see the winding and long highway, just like a maze to the end, there are people who want to escape outside, and there are people who want to enter the city like Huang Simiao, with dreams and fantasies, they gradually drift away on the road to grow up, until they become something they don't know.

When I got on the bus, there were only two passengers on the bus, a big fat man who was surprisingly fat but wore a long coat; Another strangely dressed young man was wearing a long shirt and pants, a felt hat, cloth shoes with mille-feuille soles, and a green jade flute on his waist, Huang Simiao thought to himself, aren't these two cold, is there any palace drama recently, is it to play the landlord of the Republic of China and live to the 21st century? No, this must be just two non-mainstream sub-groups...

"Excuse me, are you an actor or?" Just as Huang Simiao couldn't help but be curious and wanted to ask for an understanding, the chubby young man spoke first.

"No, it's just that I'm used to this kind of attire at home, and when I come out, it looks a little different." The young man yawned and squinted.

"You're also a local?"

"No, it's just that the ancestral shrine is here, and I will leave after the ancestor worship is completed." When the young man in the jacket and pants mentioned the ancestral hall, his expression became serious, and it was normal for the ancestors of his own family to be solemn.

"Is the legend true, it's incredible!" The chubby young man seemed to think of something terrible, and his expression was shocked.

The young man in the jacket pants is a little strange, even if there is an ancestral shrine in the local area, it should not be a big deal, but when I worship my ancestors, I see a lot of ancestral temples and family cemeteries.

"Is there anything wrong?"

"Could it be, are you really the one with that last name? Hahahaha. ”

The chubby young man suddenly burst out laughing, slid to the ground with his stomach in his hands, and laughed while holding his ass and gasping.

The young man in the jacket and pants began to turn blue: "Friend, if you can't find a reasonable explanation, I will make you smile even brighter!" ”

"Don't, don't be angry, I can understand the pain of your last name." The chubby young man wiped his tears: "I'm also a victim of this kind of surname, I didn't feel anything at home before, I don't know why I was suddenly kicked out, it's embarrassing every time I introduce myself, I can understand you, hahahaha." ”

When the young man heard the surname, his face was gloomy and dripping: "My family has been burning incense since the Qing Dynasty, and no one really has the courage to say anything, let alone jokes!" After that, he straightened his clothes, "I, love Xinjueluo, a scholar"

Hearing that it was this surname, Huang Simiao raised his head and looked at the young man in his jacket and pants carefully, he couldn't imagine that the former super landlord was now dressed like this, and the fourth master would kill his turtle grandchildren if he knew? Thinking about it, Huang Simiao couldn't help laughing.

"You're not surnamed Testicles!" The fat boy looked confused, and after speaking, he added: "Isn't it the testicle family who worships ancestors these days?" It's the testicle of **, round! ”

Huang Simiao: "......"

Boy in Jackets: "......."

After a short conversation, the three of them became acquainted.

"My name is Wang Zishi, not Wang, my surname is Wang." The chubby boy took the lead in introducing himself, shaking his round belly as he spoke, coupled with the black eyes that were beaten, and he was probably a close relative with a different skin color...

"Aixinjue Luo Luoshi, Jane's surname is Luo, you can call me Luoshi." The young man in the jacket and pants shook the jade flute and said sideways.

"Isn't Aixin Jueluo's surname Jane, the perpetrator? Hahaha..."

……

"Huang Simiao, a native of Taiping."

"Taiping, but where is Tarzan? It's a good place, but what the hell are you doing here? "Wang Zishi tried to break free from the revenge of the Luoshi, but his efforts failed.

"Look at me Tarzan!"

Boom! The driver looked back, turned off the music expressionlessly, played the Kangxi Dynasty on the bus TV, and sounded the familiar music "Be a man with liver and gall, be a man without fear of hardships and dangers, and the pride will not change year after year..."

Three people "embarrassed"

"I'll come back to see my grandfather one last time." casually mentioned his grandfather, Huang Simiao was a little gloomy.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Wang Zishi hurriedly apologized and changed the topic: "Take the flute, can you play it with this broken flute, if you can't blow anything, you have to blow the flute." After smacking his lips, he added, "Don't be a fool." ”

"..."Luo Shizhi, who has always shown his aristocratic temperament, began to hunt down Wang Zishi angrily, Huang Simiao watched the two of them fight funny, and always felt that he was out of place, was it because his mental age was too old? I wanted to wipe the window to see the scenery outside, but I found that there was a lot of fog outside, and the driver also stopped the car on the side of the road at this time, and turned around and said: "Wait, the fog outside is too big, and I'm afraid something will happen if I drive it down." ”

The two of them who were fighting gradually quieted down, and Luo Shizhi frowned: "It was still sunny just now, why did it suddenly fall so foggy." ”

"Wait a minute, it may disappear after a while, fog in the mountains is normal." Wang Zishi returned to his seat and played with his mobile phone absently.

"It may also be that the Dragon King sees that you are too ugly and wants to take you away, I told you that this place is very close to the Dragon King Temple, don't, don't do it, woo..."

"Master, why did this car pull the three of us, and there were no other passengers?" Huang Simiao looked at the empty car, a little strange.

"I don't know, I drove here from the station, except for a few people at the beginning of the station, there was not even a ghost on the road." The driver lit a cigarette, took a puff, opened the window and wanted to spit out the cigarette, but was stimulated by the cold wind flowing in backwards and coughed.

Huang Simiao became more and more strange, took out her mobile phone to check the time but found that there was no signal, and turned around and asked the fat man: "Wang Zishi, does your mobile phone have a signal?" ”

"No, but this does not delay me from appreciating my own beauty, I tell you, my beauty is like ashes in the sand, burying the sorrow that tears fall..."

The corners of Huang Simiao's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and then looked at Luo Shishi who was shaking goosebumps, and he couldn't help but tremble... What the hell is going on here...

Time passed slowly, but instead of disappearing, the fog became bigger. From the visibility of a few meters at the beginning, to now it is white, reaching out to the window and the hand seems to have disappeared, and the mobile phone has no signal is the most anxious, the driver has begun to curse, kicking and knocking on the car door from time to time, at this time there are already other vehicles and drivers who are also parked on the side of the road, they are also cursing loudly, everyone's mood is becoming more and more irritable with the passage of time, and some people begin to grope for the nearest village, hoping to find the village before dark.

The invisible sunlight gradually immersed itself in darkness, and the driver didn't know which car to run to to smoke, Huang Simiao sat quietly in the car, helplessly looking at the two of them who were fighting because of a trivial matter.

"Hey, it's already dark, we can't get out, and there is no signal, what should we do?"

"Get out? What are you going out to do, you can't find a store in front of the village, not to mention whether you can find the village, even if you find the village, what can you do, the fog doesn't go away, and the mountains are more dangerous. Wang Zishi gasped.

"If you find the village, at least food and clothing can be solved, you dead fat man get up quickly." Luo Shizhi looked at the fat man pressing on him in despair: "If I don't get up again, I will use hard work."

"Return the kung fu, watch me drop ten wisdom."

…

Huang Simiao wanted to get out of the car to find the nearest village, but he didn't want to go alone, so he waited until it was dark, but the fog was still so big, and he didn't know why the hearts of the two people in the car were so big, so he had to shrink on the seat alone, his stomach growling.

"Say it early when you're hungry, fat brother, I won't worry about eating, take it." Looking back, the fat man took out bread and milk from his backpack, and finally poured it down in annoyance, melon seeds and mineral water.

"Piggy, go out and get so many snacks." The Ross picked up a loaf of bread and taunted while eating,

The fat man was not angry when he heard this, but he was quite proud: "Fat man, my name is the prophet of the unknown, just now I heard you talk about eating and drinking, I want to say that the fat man will not eat?" Hey, hey, don't eat it, starve you bastard. ”

Luo Shixin snorted and did not refute, Huang Simiao ignored the two of them, and picked up a bag of milk and ham alone and ate it.

"Hey, have you seen the famous Japanese movie "The Fog is Coming"? It was the one who was defeated by the giants in the end. ”

"That's Ultraman, right?" Huang Simiao's face twitched.

"Ah, yes. I'm ashamed to have seen something like this... But don't you feel like it, maybe the people who got out have already been captured by monsters. ”

"If it does not exist, it will not become a fine after the founding of the People's Republic of China." Luo Shizhi's face was expressionless.

"It's an exotic variety, isn't it?"

……

It was cold in the mountains, and although there was no mountain wind, the silent fog caused the low temperatures to blow in with the air from all directions. The air conditioner in the bus had already stopped working due to lack of oil, even if it was still shivering from the cold in the car, Huang Simiao got up and stomped on the frozen stiff feet, and saw the two people sleeping soundly couldn't help but feel a little helpless, they could fall asleep, and they were not afraid of freezing to death. He sighed and sat down in the seat to look out of the car, but he didn't notice that when he turned around, the two who were asleep also flipped the direction of sleep, as if there was some guidance in the dark.

Huang Simiao didn't feel the fog in the darkness change. The fog, which had never flowed, seemed to begin to slowly move towards the mountains, and if you looked closely, there seemed to be an unknown existence in the fog, driving the fog that covered them to advance towards the mountains together. However, the three people in the dream did not notice this silent everything. Huang Simiao dreamed of his grandfather in a dream, his grandfather led the big yellow dog and looked at him eagerly, as if he wanted to say something to him, but he didn't make a sound, the big yellow dog kept yelling, in the chaos Huang Simiao didn't know what was happening, the picture in the dream became a group of people wearing strange clothes, they were around a big temple, dancing and singing, as if they were going to send a little girl to the river, the little girl's crying on the mat was about to sink, but the people around were indifferent, Huang Simiao shouted eagerly that everyone wanted everyone to save the little girl, but found that the people around him were looking at him expressionlessly, and suddenly woke up in horror, just in front of the sight of the fat man and Luo Shizhi who were squatting in the corner,

"Shhhh

“？？？” It's dark.