This road can be said to be the lifeblood of traffic in the northwest of Zhejiang at that time, and the goods leading from Zhejiang to the inland are basically taking this road, so the traffic flow is very huge, especially the large trucks driven by piers. Similarly, because of the mountainous roads and sharp bends, the roads are mostly residential on both sides, and there are many forks in the road, so the traffic accidents that occur on this road every year are also alarming.

The old drivers who take this road know that it is dangerous, so Dunzi repeatedly emphasized to Zhigang that it is slow. How slow is it? Slow to the fastest can only drive thirty yards, the big truck staggered towards the provincial capital. They dreamed of that place, that is, Baizhang Town, which was only thirty kilometers away from where they had set out, and at this speed, they would be there in an hour.

Both father and son are very nervous, the driver is Uncle Dunzi himself, his hands holding the steering wheel are oozing sweat, the more nervous he is, the easier it is to have an accident, at this speed he almost scratched someone when he met the car, this little episode also indicates that today does not seem to be so calm.

My hometown is in the northwest of Zhejiang, a small county called Anji, which is geographically under the jurisdiction of Huzhou, but very close to the provincial capital Hangzhou. Administratively, the dividing line between Anji and Hangzhou is bounded by a mountain ridge that has a very strange name: Youling!

Before the 90s, from the northwest of Zhejiang to the field is along the high winding mountain road, to climb through a few mountains, the road is far away, the road conditions are also extremely steep, the intersection of the two cars is by the outside of the cliff to go. If you are not careful, you will slide to the bottom of the cliff, and no matter how experienced the driver in that place is, he will drive with fear, but this is it, there are still too many bloody accidents.

In the early 90s, the local government opened several mountains and built a tunnel, which was called the "Youling Tunnel". The other end of this tunnel is in Hangzhou, and this end is my hometown. After the tunnel was opened to traffic, it saved a lot of time compared to the past, and the road conditions were relatively much better.

Uncle Dunzi reminded his son: "After this tunnel, there is Baizhang Town in front." ”

Youling is an arched mountain road, and there is a downhill of about 500 meters at the end of the tunnel, and there is a small town downhill, which is Baizhang Town. As a transportation artery connecting two provinces and three counties, the people of this town guard this road to eat. Both sides of the highway are lined with restaurants and inns, and there are also many souvenir shops, and many more people choose to set up stalls on both sides of the road, peddling all kinds of messy things to passing drivers.

Soon they crossed this not very long but very famous tunnel, and on the downhill section, Uncle Dunzi deliberately put his foot on the brake. The bright headlights in front of the car illuminated the distance in the distance, the people of the town had already had dinner, and the road was as lively as usual, with the bustling crowd and the vehicles queuing up for dinner, and the sound of selling and bargaining became one.

When he was still a hundred meters away from the nearest crowd, the pier pulled over to the side. After locking the car door, he took Zhigang and walked forward, and the 100-meter walk was called a difficult one, because the woman in red in the dream had already appeared in their field of vision.

It was a young woman in her mid-thirties, dressed in a flaming red dress, selling tank tops and shorts to passing drivers, the most common clothing for long-distance drivers.

Dunzi walked over a little nervously, the woman's stall is not big, and there are few clothes, it can be seen that she is a novice who has just come out to practice the stall, although she is holding a vest but she is not very embarrassed to shout, Dunzi stood next to it and watched for a while, she did not sell one.

At last, father and son mustered up the courage to go over, and the woman turned her head and saw them. The father and son were shocked in their hearts, this person looked exactly like the woman they saw in their dreams, and immediately they thought of the scene of this woman lying in a pool of blood, and the mouth of the dun had begun to twitch, it was the fear of jealousy.

The woman looked at a father and son staring at her, and she felt a little embarrassed, and her face began to turn red. Finally, as a woman who had just learned to do business, she still tried hard to speak: "This big brother, do you want to buy clothes?" Her sales skills are really not very good, she can only hold her clothes flat in front of customers with her hands, and she can't say anything other than that.

Dunzi remembered the explanation given to him by the one-eyed dragon, so he asked, "Why do you sell clothes?" ”

The woman smiled and said, "Ten dollars a piece." Her eyes were full of anticipation, and this might be the first business she could make in a few days.

Dunzi crouched down, rummaged through the clothes on the ground, and asked, "Where are these shorts?" ”

The woman hurriedly picked up one for him and said, "This is also ten pieces." ”

Dunzi didn't speak again, took out the waist bag hanging on his waist, he clicked a few big bills and said, "It's the first time to come out to do business, right?" ”

The woman blushed and whispered "um", she knew that these drivers who ran long distances liked to get a little cheap to relieve their boredom, and she had also heard that so-and-so and which drivers in this town ended up being concubines. Thinking of her mother-in-law, who was lying on the bed at home and urgently needed money, she gritted her teeth, thinking that even if this person really took advantage of herself, as long as she could make a business, her patience would be over.

"How many clothes do you have, I've got them all." Uncle Dunzi is a frugal man, and there is a reason for doing so. He came out of the army, and he had a hurdle in his heart that he couldn't get over. Here's what the one-eyed dragon told him that day:

This woman was destined for a fate, and now the time has come, and the two of them were chosen by the imp to deliver the letter. If the time is up, and this woman does not die, then the little imp will arrest their father and son to fight for their lives. The only way to do this is to change the person who sent the letter. Let Uncle Dunzi go to the woman to buy a piece of clothing, and then put it in front of Uncle Dunzi's car, and let the wheels press over the clothes, so that Uncle Dunzi can have an errand with the little ghost. As for the woman, the imp will immediately arrange for the next person to deliver the letter when he finds out that she is not dead, in short, she will not survive that night.

The woman looked at Dunzi with some surprise and surprise, and said to her, "A total of ten clothes and ten pants." ”

Uncle Dunzi took out two large bills and handed them over: "This is two hundred yuan, you take it, and then hurry home, it's not early." ”

The woman took the money and compared it repeatedly, and Dunzi added with a smile: "Don't worry, it can't be faked, many people on this road know me, you go back quickly." ”

The woman didn't dare to look at him again, so she quickly sorted out the things on the ground and walked back, she knew that a driver with a local license plate would not need so many clothes, what was he doing it for? The woman didn't dare to think about it, she had to go back to take care of her mother-in-law who was bedridden, and her man had been dead for many years. Ten years ago, when she first got married, her husband was building a tunnel in the middle of the mountain, and a blasting accident hit him in the back of the head, and she became a widow after a month of marriage.

Looking at the woman's distant back, Uncle Dunzi hurriedly took Zhigang to the side of the car, he piled all his clothes on the ground, and then climbed into the car to start. The last eight wheels ran over the garments and rolled them into the fenders, and the new garments were like shredded rags. After the car drove by, Uncle Dunzi got out of the car again, and the father and son piled these clothes aside, found a place where there were few people, and lit a fire, and the unpleasant smell of chemical fiber ran down his nose, choking him and coughing.

Looking at the direction in which the woman left, Uncle Dunzi closed the car door and said silently: Goodbye, take care, I can only do this.

This trip to Xiamen went for two whole days, on the fourth day he pulled a batch of goods back from Xiamen, on the fifth day off the highway, he re-got on the 104 National Highway, this time he still has to pass by that place.

There is a big sharp bend in front of Hyakjo, and that bend is called Kasumizumi. When he turned the corner, Dunzi saw a person beckoning in front of him, and that person was wearing red clothes......

Dunzi braked sharply in fright, and the brakes screamed, and the car stopped less than a meter away from the woman. If you look closely, isn't this the woman who sold clothes that day?

The woman walked to the window of the car and said to him with a smile: "Big brother, I still know you, thank you for buying all my clothes that day, enough for my mother's medicine." ”

Dunzi was a little overwhelmed, and he asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

It was already dark, and Dunzi could only see the woman's general appearance, her hair covering half of her face, and she said, "I want to go back, can you take me for a while?" ”

It is only three kilometers from here to Baizhang, and it takes a minute to drive, but it takes half an hour to walk. Dunzi couldn't find a reason to refuse, he said: "I have a lounge behind here, if you don't dislike it, come up and squeeze it." ”

The woman got into the car, and from time to time he used his eyes to look at the situation behind him through the rearview mirror along the way, and he always felt cold behind him, and his scalp was numb one after another.

Fortunately, Baizhang Town arrived smoothly, and no one set up stalls in the town that day, and it was surprisingly quiet. Dunzi pulled over and parked the car, and the woman went down and stood by the window and said to him, "Thank you, big brother, you are such a good person." I misremember that day, it was actually nine pairs of pants and ten pieces of clothing. I've already put the extra ten dollars in the back seat. ”

Dunzi and Zhigang looked back, and there was really a piece of money lying on the seat behind him, and when he turned his head to look again, the woman was gone. Finally she had no accident, so she restarted and the car got into the long tunnel.

As soon as he entered the house, his mother-in-law couldn't wait to tell him the news: "You are back, do you know that the one-eyed dragon who opened the wine shop in the town is dead." ”

Dunzi just took a sip of tea and squirted it out: "What's the matter?" ”

"I died last night, and it is said that he died very strangely, and many people have gone to see it, so we will go and see it later."

A feeling of uneasiness immediately surged into Dunzi's heart, and the woman ...... He suddenly remembered something, turned his head and ran out, pulled the door and drilled into the back seat, where a coin was lying quietly......