He led us through the graveyard for a long time, and finally came to a burial chamber about the size of a school classroom.

As soon as I entered the burial chamber, I saw a black coffin in the center, which seemed to be made of metal, and under the light of the fire, it had a very soft metallic sheen.

Then the old man lit the other torches in the burial chamber, and the situation in the burial chamber became clear.

I guessed correctly, the old man in front of me was indeed the person in the tomb, and the tomb I saw had a stove made of dirt, tools for making a fire, dry wood, and the floor in the corner of the tomb collapsed to reveal a large hole, and there should be water under the hole, and I was not far from there, and I could feel the moisture emanating from the hole. And next to the pothole, there is also a rusty basin and a kettle.

Whether it's a basin or a kettle, or a pot on the stove, it's definitely brought in from the outside.

The old man in front of him was not trapped here, he came in with these living utensils by himself, and he probably didn't plan to leave after entering.

But what could have locked himself up in such a tomb?

When I was feeling strange in my heart, Liang Houzai seemed to see something, and suddenly asked the old man: "Do you know Wang Dafu?" ”

In order to say this, Liang Houzai seemed to have put a lot of effort into it, and it was indeed not easy for him to talk to the stranger he met for the first time.

The old man paused, turned his head and smiled at Liang Houzai.

I only reacted when I heard Liang Houzai say this, the old man in front of me is very similar to Wang Dafu, no wonder I thought he was familiar just now. No, not very similar, to be exact, but these two people are simply carved out of the same mold, but he is thinner than Wang Dafu, and because of his hair and beard, the whole person looks older.

But in addition to these, he is simply a living Wang Dafu!

Could this be Wang Dafu's twin brother?

I heard Liang Houzai ask him: "Are you a relative of Wang Dafu?" ”

The old man raised his eyebrows and shook his head, and then he ran to the coffin and pushed the lid open with force, and I noticed that there were several quilts in the coffin. It seems that the old man should usually sleep in this coffin.

He rummaged through the coffin for a while, and then ran over with an old yellowed photograph.

He pointed to the photo for me and Liang Houzai to see, and I saw two middle-aged people in the photo, one of them should be Wang Dafu when he was young, and the other was a short man, he was very thin, but his head was very big, with a pair of big eyes and a sharp hooked nose, plus that thin lips, this owl-like appearance, who else could it be if it wasn't my uncle?

He pointed to Wang Dafu in the photo, and kept pointing at himself.

I immediately understood what he meant, and suddenly I felt a chill run through the back of my neck. Liang Houzai's eyes widened, and he blurted out: "Are you Wang Dafu?" ”

The old man smiled brightly and kept nodding.

Is he Wang Dafu? And who is that person we met in the village?

After I was stunned for a while, I wondered if the old man in front of me was lying to us, who was he, and why was he so similar to Wang Dafu?

The old man ignored us, and after putting the picture back in his pocket, he ran to the hole in the corner of the burial chamber.

Liang Houzai looked at me with a look of astonishment, and I made a silent gesture to him, signaling him not to talk nonsense.

Things are getting really weird, and we have to be careful.

After a while, I heard a splashing sound from the pit, and the old man was grabbing a straw rope and pulling it up with a small frame made of reeds, and there were two unknown fish in the frame.

The old man shook the basket and grinned at us, and then he took the fish to the stove, and killed the fish, took the entrails, and slice the fish, and he took a small box out of the back of the stove, scraped a little grease out of the box and poured it into the pot, and lit the stove with a torch, and the fish was put into the pot, and a fragrance suddenly wafted in the tomb.

Smelling the smell of fish in the air, I suddenly couldn't come back to my senses, there were fish in that pit, and the old man in front of me actually made a fire in the tomb and started cooking, I had never thought about this kind of thing when I grew so big.

Then the old man drew a little water from the hole, and he poured the water into the pot and covered it.

After that, he took out a brown notebook and pencil from the coffin, and looked at the meaning, as if he wanted to communicate with us.

He wrote and drew on the paper for a while, and then pointed the notebook directly at me, and I saw that it was written: "Are you a person who keeps the right line?" Zhao Zongdian does not accept apprentices in this generation, are you Chai Zongyuan's apprentice? How did you get here? ”

He seems to have communicated so little that he has forgotten some basic grammar, but the meaning of the words is easy to understand.

I don't know if I should answer his questions honestly, but he seems to know my uncle very well, and I want to get something out of his mouth.

I said to him, "My master is Chai Zongyuan, and I was swept in by the undercurrent of Erlong Bay. Do you know my uncle well? ”

The old man wrote on the paper: "He, once a year, will come and bring something." This year is also fast. ”

I looked at the words on the paper and asked, "You mean, my uncle is coming here this year?" ”

The old man nodded, and wrote on the paper again: "Chai Zong is far from coming?" ”

I didn't dare to reveal too much to him, so I shook my head and said I didn't know, and then asked him, "When did you live in the tomb?" Can't you speak? ”

I saw him write: "More than 30 years, Shufen died and I came in, I used to speak, for 30 years, no one told me, no, I can understand, I can read." ”

He forgot how to speak, but he could understand and read.

Originally, I wanted to ask him if my master knew about his entry into the tomb, but before I could open my mouth, my unassuming stomach made a "gurgling" sound, like thunder.

The old man smiled, ran to the stove and lifted the lid, and a rich fragrance rushed into my nose, and I realized that I had never been so hungry as I was now, and my whole stomach seemed to be churning.

The fish in the pot seemed to be cooked, so the old man brought the pot directly to us, took two iron spoons from behind the stove, and handed them to me and Liang Houzai.

The two of us still couldn't believe the old man in front of us, and even I was still doubting in my heart that this pot of fish was not poisonous, but the level of hunger and thirst we had, coupled with the smell of the fragrance wafting from the pot, the two of us couldn't care so much, one grabbed a spoon and devoured it.

For me and Liang Houzai, who are accustomed to eating the food cooked by the master, the old man's craftsmanship is probably not good, but in hunger, such a pot of fish soup is tantamount to delicacies from the mountains and seas, the taste of the soup is very fresh, and there seems to be salt in it, with a little salty taste. The texture of the fish is a little woody, but each piece of meat is very elastic when bitten off.

It took Liang Houzai and me about fifteen minutes to pour a whole pot of soup into our stomachs, and if it weren't for the hot mouth, the two of us would have been able to eat faster.

The old man stood by and watched us, and he couldn't help laughing when he saw us gobbling up.

After eating, I clearly felt a warm current in my stomach gradually flowing through my whole body, and my sore hands and feet gradually gained strength. After that, tiredness and sleepiness came flooding in, and I sat on the cold ground and tried to doze off.

At this time, the old man brought a notebook again and wrote on it: "How did you enter Erlong Bay and fall into the water?" ”

There is no poison in the fish soup, from beginning to end, the old man has shown enough kindness in front of us, but I still can't believe him, especially the breath on his body, which is really incomprehensible.

In the end, I still planned to hide the truth, but said: "I went to the Erlong Bay River to fish, and accidentally fell into the water." Then I thought about it and said to him, "By the way, when we went fishing, there were a couple of people in diving suits who were there, and I saw that they all had ropes around their waists, and they seemed to be armed with guns." But I didn't see the specifics clearly, when we first arrived in Erlong Bay, these people had already gone into the water, and they didn't come up again after going into the water. ”

I was sleepy, and it was obviously illogical, but I didn't realize it at the time.

In fact, I told the old man about the frogman entering the water, mainly because I was afraid that he would fall into the way of those people, after all, I still don't know whether he is an enemy or a friend, if it is an enemy, I will reveal too much to him, it may harm me and Liang Houzai, and if I don't do it well, it will also hurt my master, but if he is a friend, and people have shown enough kindness, I can't let him be defenseless against those frogmen.

I don't know if the old man wants to see that I am wary of him, or if his heart becomes a little heavy after learning that someone else has entered the tomb, his face sank for a moment, but then he smiled at me again, and wrote in the notebook: "Sleep together, wait for Zhao Zongdian to come, take you out." ”

I looked at the words in the notebook, and my upper and lower eyelids began to fight, although I kept telling myself in my heart: "I can't sleep, I can't sleep." But the sleepiness was simply irresistible, and I could barely even struggle, and fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long I slept this time, but I remember that I slept very deeply and deeply, and it seemed that I didn't even have a dream during this period.

I was woken up by the sound of a sneering crash, and when I opened my eyes, I saw the old man crouching across from me, the rusty saw cutting deep marks on the bullet's bullet. And on me, there were also two layers of thick quilts, and when I looked to the side, I saw that Liang Houzai had just opened his eyes.

When the old man saw that we were awake, he smiled at us, and then he pointed in the direction of the stove, and I saw the heat wafting out of the pot on the stove, and the strong smell wafting from the tomb.

When I sat up with my body propped up, I found that the wound on my body was also bandaged, and a layer of bandage was wrapped around Liang Houzai's neck.

My head was still a little dazed, I looked at the bandages on my body, and then at the two boxes of bullets at the old man's feet, and I couldn't come back to my senses.