Maitreya's hysterical words made my already uneasy heart even more restless, he seemed to be awake, but his eyes were closed, and I quickly patted him.

"What are you talking about?"

"Am I going to talk to my grandfather in my sleep?" Maitreya slowly opened his eyes and said, "Water baby, I already feel it, my grandfather has returned, and he must be on the river beach now." ”

"How?" I felt extremely surprised and uneasy, one person had an undetectable sense, and maybe it could be described as an illusion, but it was almost impossible for two people to have such a sense at the same time.

"I can feel that this wooden statue has moved ......" Maitreya's expression has become very nervous, he is an optimistic person, even if he is covered with scars and besieged, he still talks and laughs freely, but at this moment, Maitreya's voice is full of crying, and he grabbed the yellow lotus wood statue around his neck.

Click......

Maitreya pulled open the lotus wood statue, and the wooden statue was hollow, and I saw that the wooden statue was divided into several grooves, and in each groove, there was a small strand of hair.

"This is something given by my father, there is grandpa, grandpa's hair in it, as long as they are not too far away, the wooden statue will move." Maitreya rolled over and got up from the ground and pushed open the small door of the shack.

Outside the door, it was a dark night, silent, and Maitreya stared blankly into the night, as if he wanted to cast his gaze far, far away.

At this moment, the Zhenhe mirror on my neck shook violently again, and a roar wafted out, which may not have been an illusion, because Maitreya and I both heard it at the same time. Maitreya had never seen an old ghost, but I was very familiar with the old ghost's voice, and the voice was like an invisible hand, which suddenly clenched my heart.

It was the roar of an old ghost, an angry and miserable roar.

"It's ...... Is this my grandfather's voice? Maitreya couldn't bear it anymore with a crying tone, and tears flowed down: "Water baby! I haven't seen my grandfather! You tell me, is this my grandfather's voice......"

"Let's go!" I couldn't even sleep, and all this made me realize that the old ghost might have really returned, from the west, to the riverbank.

The tremors and illusions produced by the Zhenhe Mirror are definitely not a good omen. We are in a hurry, but we don't know which direction to look in. That's the person I think about the most, even more than I care about my grandfather, at least for those fifty years, my grandfather lived a normal life, while the old ghost has been drifting alone in the long river for fifty years.

From that moment on, Maitreya and I never stopped searching, we kept searching, almost forgetting our tiredness. For two days, we didn't stop a single step, but the river beach was too big, and it was difficult to pinpoint a person's whereabouts without clues and whereabouts.

On the third day, Maitreya really couldn't stand it, his eyes were red, and the old wound of the yin fire was even more haggard, we saw a sharp shop from afar, I persuaded him to rest for a night, but Maitreya refused, and insisted on continuing to find, just when the two people were arguing, from the west side of the road, there were several mule carts, rushing quickly, stopped outside the door of the sharp shop, someone jumped out of the car, rushed into the sharp shop. There are very few vehicles on the river beach, and if you want to travel quickly, you will take a boat or a mule-drawn car. Originally, this was normal, but the moment the person in the car jumped down, I could see that the other party had practiced kung fu. I searched for two days with Maitreya, there was no clue at all, and I refused to let go of such a little abnormality, I let Maitreya stay, wrapped my clothes tightly, buried half of my face in the collar, and ran quickly to the tip shop.

When I approached, the other party happened to come out of the bunk with a large pile of dry food, and then distributed the dry food to the people in several cars.

"It's hard buns again." Someone took the dry food and muttered, "It's been a few days, when will the brothers have a good meal?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense." The man with the rations jumped into the car, and then let the driver drive the mule, and the wheels of the cart roared and got back on the road. They were in a hurry, and in the blink of an eye they jumped out of the way, but just as the other party was about to leave, I vaguely heard the people in the car: "The old guy has been injured, we are the third group, if you are lucky, you can catch up with the old man when he is exhausted......"

I can't hear the latter words clearly, but just a few words make me extremely sensitive. I don't know who the old guy they are talking about, but when I hear this, I get anxious and angry. I immediately called Maitreya and chased all the way down the marks that had been crushed by the cart.

Less than two miles away, it began to snow, which was probably the biggest snow since the beginning of winter this year, and it didn't take long for the goose-feather-like snow flakes to make the earth white. Maitreya and I didn't even have a chance to catch our breath, and ran all the way, lest the snow would obscure the traces of the car's path.

I don't know how to run this way, but after about 20 miles, it is already the most deserted section of this river beach. Winter is too early to get dark, and although it is only dusk, my vision is already blurred, and with the heavy snow, it is even more difficult to see. In a blur, I saw that the cars seemed to be parked in front of us, and the snow was hiding our figures, so I ventured forward to hear better.

There were three people on the side of the road, digging something out of the snow, and the people in the cart came down to say hello, this time it was very refreshing, they must have been people from the side door, talking in black words. In a hurry, the digger then dug out two frozen corpses from the snow, I didn't know much about the black language, I could only hear the digger say that the idea was piercing, and several of them had been killed.

Before he had time to think about anything, the other party threw the body into a large car and continued to run forward. Maitreya and I chased after each other, not knowing the time or the distance, and this was probably the longest non-stop running in my life, from dusk until dawn the next day, the cart did not stop all night, and we did not stop all night. I have the blood essence of Jiuding on my body, and I can still endure it, Maitreya is completely struggling, and I am tired and will vomit blood.

At this time, several large carts that had been running all night finally stopped, and the mules pulling the carts immediately fell to the ground, snorting and panting. The snow was still falling, and I vaguely saw a cliff near the river beach in front of me, the terrain of the cliff was very dangerous, and the back was a cliff near the river, and there was only a path in front of it, and the path at the foot of the cliff was crowded with some people, at least five or six firearms.

More than 20 people jumped down from the hula on the cart, and gathered together with the people at the foot of the cliff, and the people with firearms saw the reinforcements arrive, all of them were relaxed, and some people pointed to the top of the cliff.

"Old thing! You can really run, it's been 300 miles, right? A man stood below, braving the snow on his head, and shouted to the top of the cliff: "You don't come down yourself!" Wait until we catch you, cramp and peel your sky lantern! ”

"Don't talk so much nonsense, this old thing is hard like a stone, there is no room for it." Someone next to him: "It's been blocked here for most of the night, I don't know how many injuries I have on my body, and I haven't said a soft word. ”

"The person in charge of the lamp may know the temper of this old thing, and when we came, we didn't plan to take it alive." The person who spoke before looked at the terrain of the corpse cliff and said: "There is only one way, he will either come down from here, or he will jump into the river, there are many of us, the fire gun will open the way first, there will be a chaotic bombardment, and the people behind will follow, I don't believe that this old thing is really not bad!" ”

"That's it!"

These people discussed it, and several firearms had been filled with medicine, and they were held by a few people with dexterous skills, and Maitreya and I didn't know who the person who was blocked at the top of the cliff was for the time being, however, my heart was beating chaotically, and the restlessness in my heart couldn't be suppressed.

A few people with firearms rushed up the path of the cliff with a few firearms, and when they approached the top of the cliff, the first two suddenly howled and rolled down.

At the same time as they tumbled down, the person hiding at the top of the cliff finally appeared. When I saw him, my nose couldn't help but sour, and I couldn't control my tears, which flowed down my cheeks.

He was still so thin, he looked like a piece of wood that had been dry for many years, his waist was still straight, although he was staggering in the snow and could not stand firmly, his hair was completely white, and the snowflakes kept falling, falling all over his head, and the cold wind blew across the cliff top, blowing away the flying snow, revealing his wrinkled, tenacious face like a rock.

Old ghost! It's an old ghost!

"Old thing! Still won't bow your head? Kill him for me! “

The two people in front of them were knocked down by the old ghost to dry the cliff, and the one behind did not dare to approach, so they lit the fuse of the fire gun on the spot, the fire gun was as thick as an arm, loaded with a sufficient amount of medicine, and it was lethal when fired at close range. The old ghost was obviously seriously injured, and after beating two people, his body was already unstable.

Bang......

There were four muffled sounds, and the fire light from the fire bolt filled the cliff top, and the old ghost was forced to retreat backwards, and the people who were already approaching the top of the cliff took the opportunity to rush up like a swarm.

"Old thing! Can run!? Break your legs! Give it to me! ”

The old ghost was surrounded by at least twenty people, and although these were not hard characters, the old ghost's injuries were too severe, and his scarred clothes were covered with blood. As before, he braved the wind and snow in the sky, indifferently staring at the besieging people in front of him.

"The surname is Pang, this year, no matter how hard the bones are, it's useless, now it's too late to beg for mercy, we can leave you a way to live." A leader squinted at the old ghost and said, "You are old, and you have been seriously injured since you came from the west, what's the matter, you still want to turn the sky upside down?" Whether you want to live or die, it's up to us to decide! ”

"Fart!" There was an obvious wound in the corner of the old ghost's eye, one eye could barely be opened, and he barely shook the snow on his body, and said word by word in that tone that would never change: "Lao Tzu's surname is Pang!" It's the Seven Gates! Seven Gate People! You can die standing up, you won't live lying down! ”