As soon as Ning Xiaoxian heard it, he heard that it was Yifan's voice, and then it didn't take long for a faint fire to light up in the dark space, and he saw Huang Liang and Uncle An standing together. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Where is this?" Ning Xiaoxian couldn't help but ask.

Looking around, the light of the torches did not radiate a wide range, and there was really nothing else around except for the darkness.

"A real ghost village." Uncle An replied softly.

A real ghost village?

Ning Xiaoxian was slightly stunned, and his eyes subconsciously looked around again, although he still couldn't see anything, he already had a vague outline of this place in his heart.

After saying this, Uncle An, who was holding the torch, dragged it slightly and began to walk around in the dark. Following Uncle An, he walked in a certain direction in the dark, and soon entered a rather narrow passage, which was about a meter wide, and he couldn't see how high it was, but as he walked slowly, the passage gradually became spacious, like another village, until finally, the dazzling light poured over.

The glare of the light is not the glare of the sun, but the yellowish firelight.

When the eyes adapt to the dazzling firelight, the sight suddenly presents a large scene of thousands of lights, in the current is a large number of houses, each house is bright firelight, although there is still a certain distance, but vaguely can be seen, in the street between those houses and houses, many figures are walking back and forth, compared with the ghost village before, it is simply the difference between heaven and earth.

"This is the ghost village?" Yifan asked suddenly.

"Hmm." Uncle An nodded and said, "Let's go, let's take you down first." ”

Thirty or forty steps down from the end of the narrow passage led to the brightly lit village, and as soon as the hind feet left the stairs, two women with big bellies greeted them with smiling faces. The two pregnant women, who did not appear to be very old, wore a gray headscarf around their heads, and one of them was taller.

"Uncle An, you're back." The taller of the two pregnant women asked.

"Hmm." Uncle An nodded kindly, "Ami Agu, you two are about to give birth, why do you still come out and walk around, be careful of the child in your belly." ”

After listening to Uncle An's words, the shorter one immediately smiled, and he couldn't help himself with a thick wry smile: "It's a day to be able to walk, and we're afraid that we won't have the opportunity to walk side by side like this in the future." ”

The words of the short pregnant woman suddenly stabbed Ning Xiaoxian's heart like a needle, not very painful, but there was an indescribable sadness.

"Agu." Uncle An suddenly stretched out his hand and patted the short pregnant woman on the shoulder, the cheeks full of old age seemed to be a few years old all of a sudden, "Be discouraged, everything will pass." ”

The short pregnant woman was silent, and in addition to the astringent bitter smile on her face, there was only a faint sadness left.

After saying goodbye to the two pregnant women, Uncle An was obviously depressed a lot, not only did his steps become heavy, but the whole person also became very silent, on the next road, Ning Xiaoxian and the three of them met a lot of pregnant women like Agu Ami, and there were many shirtless men, and gradually Ning Xiaoxian found that in them, they all had one thing in common, that is, no one had a smile on their faces, as if these people were born stiff and no longer laughed.