I turned my head to look at Master, who was still looking at the red-edged piece of paper.

I think he heard the conversation between me and Brother Masakawa, but he didn't mean to answer at all.

I then asked Brother Zhengchuan: "Brother Zhengchuan, have you been to the ghost market?" Isn't it amazing? ”

Brother Zhengchuan patted my head and said, "When I first came to this market, I was just as curious and excited as you. Then the old man said this to me. I'm just repeating it to you, and in my heart I also hope that there really is such a group of people who exist in zài, and there is such a world that exists in zài. ”

I nodded, not knowing what to say.

In fact, there is always a feeling in my heart that I have become accustomed to it, that is, many things that Master said seem to be very true, but in fact, when you want to pursue it, you can't find it.

The carriage was still creaking, and the oil lamp was shaking even more.

Master also finally finished reading the red-edged paper, the expression on his face was a little heavy, and he didn't know what he was thinking?

I leaned next to Brother Zhengchuan, a little drowsy, but Brother Zhengchuan asked the master worriedly; "Master, is it troublesome?"

"What are the usual problems in that market? It's nothing more than some help to tell fortunes, and occasionally ghosts are really a little bit of a thing, "Master said this, and he didn't say any more, just silent."

Brother Zhengchuan carefully took the red-edged paper, and saw that the master had no intention of objecting, so he planned to take a look.

I can watch Brother Zhengchuan, and I was also excited all of a sudden, sat up, and began to look at the content on the red-edged paper.

At first, I was too lazy to read, but later, I gradually became fascinated, and there was a kind of confusion between reality and illusory.

And my thoughts couldn't help but start to rise and fall with the qiē recorded on the red paper

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Zhujiawan is located at the foot of a certain mountain in the Qinling Mountains.

This is a place that cannot be found on the map at all, and if you take out a more detailed map, the location of Zhujiawan in that area is also an extremely inconspicuous corner.

It's such a village, according to people's thoughts, it should be poor and closed, right?

In fact, this is not the case, the villagers of Zhujiawan are very rich, because they are backed by the Qinling Mountains, this village has too many rich resources, and unlike ordinary mountain people, they are also very good at finding good things and doing business.

However, the paradox is that they are not closed, but stubbornly closed.

It is recorded on the red-edged paper, what kind of Cheng dù did they close to? Even if they refuse to build roads, they have crossed mountains and mountains to earn money from the outside world, but they do not accept external enjoyment, what exactly are they going to do with the money is a mystery?

Because there is no road to build, it is also destined to be impossible for outsiders to enjoy this village, just want to think simply, if there is no road, do you want people to carry a huge TV back to the village over the mountains and mountains?

So, the village lives a life that is close to primitive in an almost stubborn way. This is a kind of self-asserting primitiveness, not the kind of primitive that is passive because of poverty and isolation, just because the people in this village have traveled too much, what else has not been seen?

What's even more strange is that the people of this village seem to be satisfied with this life for generations, whether they make money outside or travel from south to north, but they will eventually return to the village.

In this village, there is this most severe clan rule, that is, those who leave the village belong to the crime of treason!

This seems a bit ridiculous to me and Brother Zhengchuan, it's obviously a village, how can we be convicted of clan crimes?

But in fact, this village, which is incomparably closed in spirit and thought, was originally a family, and because of the spread of the ancestors, a village was formed.

In that village, the biggest is not the village chief, let alone the village party secretary, the biggest is the patriarch of their clan, and behind the patriarch, there is a more powerful elders' council, which is composed of some so-called respected old men in the clan.

It is said that in such a closed village, maybe the state does not know their existence, and they also have their own rules, since this is the case, why do they still have village chiefs and village party secretaries?

It's written on red-edged paper.

"Yiqiē stems from my father's 'stupid' dream, which I said before that almost no one left in this village. But this is only almost, not absolutely. In the hundreds of years of history of this village, there have been a few mavericks who left, and my grandfather was. But he was so secretive about his hometown that he didn't know he came from such a village until my father grew up. ”

"Grandpa's time was special and chaotic, and almost no one knows the history of the first half of his life. Just like the thousands of people who were displaced by the war in that era, he finally settled in one place, and then married my grandmother and gave birth to my father. It's not surprising that most people had such a life at that time, but it's strange that my grandfather didn't talk about his past like those people. ”

"My father was the first generation of intellectuals after the country was stabilized. In the year he graduated from college, my grandfather finally gave him a faint mention of his hometown, Zhujiawan. There is not much tone, just a few words of plain narration and comment, he said so, in fact, after so many years of war, I think the place I came to must not be affected, they must still live that layer of unchanged life, and they will definitely still hide a lot of money as before. Sue you sù these, mainly to remind you where you are the person. ”

"It wasn't until that time that my father learned his identity from a certain chengdù. Although Grandpa's narration is so simple, the tone is so bland. But the strangeness in it can be experienced by anyone who is of sound mind. The simplest thing is, a rich and idyllic village, why would grandpa leave there in such a chaotic era and 'wander' in this chaotic world? Finally settled in grandma's hometown? A truly poor and isolated place? My father had a dream of finding his roots, which led to an even bigger dream, and he wanted to change his hometown. ”

"His dream is stupid! Just because he didn't know anything, he just judged what kind of place his hometown was from the words he asked his grandfather? People who have only been there once, and naively want to change their hometown ideologically? Grandpa had already passed away at that time, otherwise he would have stopped his father, right? ”

"The reason for Grandpa's death is ridiculous, and it seems incredible to ordinary people - rabies. And, as if he knew he was going to have a seizure, he locked himself in the house three days in advance. At that time, I was already born, and I was six years old, and my father had gone on a journey to find his roots for the first time without telling my grandfather, and he didn't know anything. I vividly remember that on the third day, my grandfather called my grandmother and my uncle, who had the closest relationship with our family, to the house. ”

"I was held in my grandmother's arms at that time, and I will never forget that scene, in the dark room, under the dim oil lamp, my grandfather's withered face - terrifying! He hid in the corner, as if he was afraid of the light, and he looked at me, and I can't remember that gaze, there was no usual love, only a deep sorrow. He said, "I was bitten by a mad dog, count the days, and I should send it away in the next few days." Come, bind me, lest I harm anyone. ”

In the end, it was my uncle-in-law who tied up my grandfather and trembled to tie it up. Grandpa is a very dignified person, and ordinary people can't refuse his request. Even if he was so strange that he said he was going to have a seizure, would the rabies patient know that he was going to have a seizure? Before, I was frantically looking up information, I thought it was possible? I still remember my grandmother's cry that night, because my grandfather said goodbye to her, old woman. ”

These records are actually very scattered, and they are different from the style of Yan zhòng, which is concise and logical at the beginning to tell the situation in Zhujiawan.

Brother Zhengchuan and I were a little tired of watching, but we probably understood the meaning of the description?

From this point of view, the publisher of the content of this red-edged piece of paper, which can also be said to be the employer, turned out to be the descendant of that mysterious village, but what is he going to do? Post such a piece of paper?

Brother Zhengchuan and I continued to read with the red-edged paper, because the record on it was already full of weirdness, and people couldn't help but want to read it and understand what was hidden behind this qiē?

And I don't know why, I always feel a feeling of chill in my back, and I have a feeling of indescribability, I don't know, I always feel that although this thing recorded is weird, it seems that I don't feel strange, and even has a unique sense of fate that should be so, coming.

It's just that this feeling is too fleeting, and I can't accurately describe it at that age, so I didn't tell Master and Senior Brother.

But then I think about it, it doesn't really matter whether I say it or not, I don't know, senior brother, but does Master necessarily know something, right?

Anyway, the red-edged paper attracted me, and I continued to read it.

"Grandpa had a seizure the next evening after that night! I don't want to recall that night, the sound of my grandmother crying and my trembling body hiding in my grandmother's arms. The room where my grandfather was like a giant beast, and it felt like the roof was about to be torn off, and I heard howling, I don't know if it was a wolf or a dog. ”

"At that time, my father must have been traced to the village, right? He must have been thinking that in order to change his hometown, he must first let them come into contact with the outside world. ”