In fact, standing on a high place overlooking the entire Maple Grove Town, it is not difficult to find that Maple Grove Town and his surrounding environment form like a big bowl. It is like a still gray tent (canopy), supported by many jagged branches.

Under the branches, the road is winding like a vein overgrown with weeds.

The road extends and climbs to the top of the tent (canopy), and the outline of the route is not clear at a glance. It is because the weeds blend in with the colors of other plants, and it is difficult to distinguish them.

In short, the whole bowl is surrounded by mountain peaks, and there are few people. The largest village and town is Yinqiao Village, and the rest of the people scattered around are less than 2,000.

Moreover, Maple Grove Town is also because of the topography and the junction of various scattered people, so it will naturally form a market, and finally someone built a house in the market and planted a large number of maple trees and got the name Maple Grove Town. When the conditions were better, there was a cross-road to the outside world, and people came in from this road to look for rare things in the mountains that were not available in the outside world, such as ores.

There are also people who are tired of the dull city life and want to come to this barren mountain to find excitement, and there are many people who come to the wilderness to travel.

Then Maple Grove Town has a shuttle, which goes once a day.

People from outside the city rushed to bring in things from outside to trade.

People in the mountains want to improve their lives, and they will sell some good things that cannot be bought with money outside the mountains in this only concentration point.

Finally, some people can't stand the hard days of facing the loess all year round, year after year, and have plans to go outside to try a new life.

The population of Maple Grove is moving, like ants moving, and then there are wastelands, vacant houses that are uninhabited.

Young people are reluctant to stay in the mountains, and older people really can't go out, or they don't have the conditions to go out, and some are unwilling to leave their hometowns to start over in the unknown world. They sat at the doorway, staring long and long in the direction their children had left until they died of old age.

A sudden plague dashed their last hopes, and more people fled. Anyway, a few years later, Maple Grove died, and the weeds became the overlords of the place.

Now Ji Zimo is running wildly on this dead road.

An inch of ash on the road, under the trampling of the soles of his feet, puffed up, took his face, dirty shoes, and his pants were dusty.

The sky was still so gray and gloomy. It's like a piece of paper covered in dust. It's depressing, and I want to reach out and wipe it, to be more thorough, to wipe off the dust, so that the light can penetrate the heavy clouds and sprinkle this pothole-filled and dusty road.

Ji Zimo didn't know if he was stupid, would there be anything he needed in those broken houses in Fenglin Town? There is also how this day is always only one color. I longed for the rainbow I had seen, and I wished that the sun's dazzling light would come out from under the clouds, even if it was a little hot.

By the way, he's feeling very cold right now.

The feeling of dizziness and numbness is due to being too nervous, as if it may suddenly appear at any time due to some external factor. Shocked, the entire nerve cell tensed. Like a frightened bunny, keep your ears up and stay vigilant.

There was no one on the road, not even a ghost.

But if someone really appears on the road, what will happen to Ji Zimo?

Most people guessed that he must have been taken aback.

Startling is sure, but in this case, he is alone, and there really is a creature walking on two legs. Ji Zimo is too late to be happy! It was an instinctive reaction to feel empty, and besides, he wasn't very familiar with the situation here.

In case there are still people who don't want to leave to take root here, there are still people who come out in the middle of the day to do some activities.

The psychology of luck, the idea of luck, and a sudden black spot entered Ji Zimo's sight, which still startled him a little.

He was slightly stunned, and stood still, scrutinizing the black dot.

The black dot is an old man dozing off in hemp gray trousers with blue long sleeves hooked up.

The old man leaned his back against the rock, his arms facing each other, and his face covered with a straw hat.

The old man lowered his head, and only the top of the straw hat could be seen. At his feet is a bamboo cage, which Ji Zimo has rarely seen, and is used by rural people to catch yellow eels and hold fish.

The weight of the cage is not very heavy, and a hemp rope is tied around the neck of the cage, so that it can be sunk into the water or hung around the waist.

Just now I was wondering if I would see anything on the road, when such a strange person appeared. Ji Zimo secretly guessed the origin of this person, whether it was a human or a ghost. He wished the light was a little brighter, and he hoped that it would be dazzling, and there was no one in front of him.

The roadside was full of dog's tail grass, and the dog's tail grass was mixed with a kind of grass with white flowers.

The wind hit the grass and hit Ji Zimo.

The wind swept lightly across his face, and he faintly felt a layer of goosebumps on his face and even on his arms. Subconsciously hugged his arms, his steps were steady, and his straight waist did not highlight the cowardly variables because of the sudden appearance of the old man.

Ji Zimo walked straight over, ignoring the old man's mode, walking like flying, leaving the old man behind. He didn't look back, but he had a strange feeling, a cold gaze came from behind him, like a thorn in his back, making him shiver quietly.

Turning around quickly, the rock was still there, but the man was gone.

Ji Zimo froze, and cold sweat broke out, from the palms of his hands, his forehead, and every pore all over his body.

He ~ means that he is not human. If it were a human, it would not be possible to walk so fast.

Maybe it was just a dazzle, there was no one at all, it was always a picture that I scared myself and imagined.

But no matter how much he tried to assume what he had just seen, the balang was very real in his mind.

In Ji Zimo's memory, there really is no such a barong.

He turned and hurried in the direction of Maple Grove, trying to forget what he had just seen. But when he looked up, he was stunned by an electric shock, and in front of him, an old man was leisurely leaning on his back under a tree and dozing off at a distance of two meters.

There was too late, and Kang Min was left there alone, Ji Zimo didn't feel so safe. Maybe Yan Budao may find out her hiding place at any time, according to Kang Min's style and temperament, maybe she can't wait for the demon Dao to find out, so she takes the initiative to go out and provoke them.

Ji Zimo didn't worry about Kang Min, and he had to go to Fenglin Town to find what he needed, no matter what the purpose of the strange old man in front of him was, he had to face it.

As a result of dodging, the other party will appear again and again.

Instead of being frightened and tortured like this, it is better to have a face-to-face comparison.

Ji Zimo did not run past the old man this time, but walked straight to the old man.

Ji Zimo walked up to him.

The old man was still dozing off, and a dragonfly on his straw hat fluttered its wings, probably because of Ji Zimo's arrival, and flew away all of a sudden.

Ji Zimo glanced at the strange barong beside the old man, and then looked at what he was wearing, blue with hemp gray pants. You can't help but think that there is only one kind of person who is suitable for wearing this color combination, and that is the paper figurines sold in funeral parlors.

There is also the Qingming Festival, the Ghost Festival, people buy paper products to burn to their relatives, clothes and pants, are mainly blue.

Ji Zimo witnessed many dead people in the funeral home, wearing clothes and pants of this color. So when he saw the old man's clothes clearly, the whole person froze.

On weekdays, if you see these things in the funeral home, it is a common thing.

What is so strange about seeing it, countless people die every day. There are also a lot of people who have repaired their faces through his hand makeup, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

But the problem is that this is not a funeral home, and it is an extraordinary time, a very place, so he is scared.

The old man was still dozing off.

Ji Zimo stared at him silently for a long time, only feeling that his throat was dry, and it was difficult for him to take the initiative to speak.

After a while, Ji Zimo finally shouted with difficulty: "Old man, wake up." ”

The old man didn't move.

At such a close distance, the old man dozed off, seeing that he slept so deeply, how could he not snore?

To Ji Zimo's feeling, he didn't breathe, lying quietly on his back in the coffin, he was a dead man. The dead man was not breathing, and the straw hat quietly covered his face, replacing the face cloth.

Ji Zimo didn't plan to shout a second time, he turned around, his legs were heavy like lead, and he hadn't started yet. There was movement behind him, and then a gloomy voice asked, "You want to buy eels?" ”

Selling eels? Ji Zimo was taken aback, didn't look back, and dropped a sentence and said, "I'm sorry I have something urgent and don't have time to buy eels." ”

"No matter how anxious you are, look at it, young man! Sold to you cheaply. ”

Out of politeness, Ji Zimo turned slightly sideways and said to the old man: "Old man, I'm really in a hurry, I'm sorry." Just turning his head to the side, he saw a pale face under the straw hat, and he couldn't help but gasp in surprise, and said to himself It's okay, it's okay, I didn't provoke him, he won't do anything to me.

"Master Ji help me ......"

Ji Zimo didn't hear what the old man said clearly, and the person had already run far away.

Can you run? Just when he thought he had left the old man behind again. He saw the old man standing in the middle of the road, with the same barong hanging from his waist.

"What do you want to do?" Ji Zimo had no choice but to make a trick with his hands, and recited a spell to prepare to deal with the old man.

The old man took off his straw hat, revealing a mutilated grimace and said to Ji Zimo: "Master Jiuwen Ji is a famous beautician, the old man is waiting for you here, if you can help me repair my face, all the yellow eels in this cage will be given to you." ”

Ji Zimo saw that the old man was a ghost with a broken appearance, and the purpose of blocking the way was to want him to repair his appearance, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, but I have to do something good to help you repair it." ”

When the old man saw that Ji Zimo agreed, he was very happy, and hurriedly asked him what he was going to do.

Ji Zimo said that he went to Fenglin Town to find a paper shop.

The old man patted his thigh and said, "Coincidentally, my eldest daughter's family is in the paper business, you want her to do that." ”

The old man is a ghost, how can his daughter be a living person? I also do a paper shop. Ji Zimo felt weak in his heart, and excused himself: "I really don't need it, I'll find it myself." ”

The old man said again: "Fenglin Town has long been a ghost town, and at this time, the ghost is heavy, I am afraid that you will be more auspicious if you go alone, so don't go, I will take you to my daughter's house." Ji Zimo resolutely didn't go, and the old man shook his head helplessly when he saw him so stubbornly and said, "Since you have made up your mind, I can't stop your determination to go, this Ba Lang will send you." ”

"I haven't given you a look fix yet, so don't give me a barong just yet." Ji Zimo felt that the old man was too long-winded, and wanted to hurry up, so he refused his kindness, shirked the matter of Ba Lang on the grounds of no merit, and hurried towards Fenglin Town alone.

The old man saw that Ji Zimo was walking away, shook his head and sighed, stretched out his hand and grabbed seven slippery and fat yellow eels in the cage and whispered, "It's up to you whether you can save the benefactor." ”

This article is from Reading Book King Novels