Li Yang nodded: "No problem." ”

The two left the crowd and walked down the hallway to the end. We all craned our necks, and we couldn't hear the two of us talking. It seemed that Yin Qiufeng was asking Li Yang something, Li Yang shrugged his shoulders and said that he was not very clear, and Yin Qiufeng couldn't hide the disappointment on his face. The two men walked back again.

I said: "The purpose of Mr. Yin's coming this time, I think Li Yang told everyone, he wants to see the old lady." ”

Only then did everyone come back to their senses and lead Yin Qiufeng to the ward. Through the window, I could see the old lady on the hospital bed, with her eyes closed and seemingly unconscious. Her complexion was extremely poor, her face was sallow, and her shape was like a withered artemisia, as if she had to exert all her strength to breathe, which was very pitiful. Anyone can see that this person is on the verge of death, and the vitality is moving away from this body.

Yin Qiufeng did not enter the house, but stood outside the door, holding the door frame with one hand, and looked at the old man quietly. His eyes were deep and indescribable, revealing endless vicissitudes and sadness, like a centenarian.

We didn't speak, and none of us wanted to spoil the sad atmosphere.

Yin Qiufeng walked slowly into the ward, sat down next to the bed gently, and stretched out his hand to gently hold the old lady's hand. The whole process is very natural and nothing pretentious.

The ward was very quiet, and everyone was not breathing, silently watching this strange and somewhat sad scene together.

I inadvertently saw that Wang Xue's face was not very good, although she kept showing a faint smile, her brows were furrowed. I was a little confused and didn't think much about it. Bumper Li Yang asked in a low voice what Yin Qiufeng said to him just now. Li Yang frowned and said, "He asked me if I knew where Grandma Lu Dao hid the wooden box in Henan forty years ago. I said I didn't know what to do, and my grandmother didn't explain at all. ”

Strange, Yin Qiufeng asked what this is for?

In the ward, Yin Qiufeng was talking to his grandmother, his voice was very soft, but he could still hear clearly. He said to his grandmother, "I'm coming." ”

At this time, everyone saw that Grandma Qi Yan's face was a little flushed, and her face seemed to be more fluid and more vibrant, as if a trace of life power had been injected. Her eyes couldn't be opened, and her thin hand had been holding Yin Qiufeng's hand, trembling slightly.

She struggled to say a word in her throat: "You, you're not him." ”

These two lines of dialogue are quite incomprehensible if they are not connected to the context. I met Li Yang's eyes and made a simple inference. Yin Qiufeng said "I'm here", which means that he experienced the monk's life in a dream and fused with the monk's emotions, so he felt very kind when he saw his grandmother Qi Yan. And although Grandma Qi Yan is a dying person and can't see things, the indescribable feeling between her and the monk is still there. As soon as Yin Qiufeng appeared, she knew that he was not a monk.

The only thing that is certain now is that the monk is indeed dead—because Yin Qiufeng dreamed of his life.

Yin Qiufeng's next move surprised us. He actually stretched out his hand and gently stroked his grandmother's gray hair, a little bit, very gentle, and the kind of love in his eyes was indeed a true expression.

A tear rolled out of Grandma's closed eyes, her voice was choked, but she was still saying: "You are not him, you are not him......"

Yin Qiufeng said: "Yanzi, you once hid a box in the ancestral hall of a mountain village, can you tell me the specific location?" ”

The old lady was full of wrinkles, and her walnut-shaped face suddenly showed a very sly smile, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and she looked a little creepy. She closed her eyes and said intermittently, "I said you weren't him, otherwise how would you not know the truth." ”

Yin Qiufeng said: "Maybe with that thing, I will become him." ”

The old lady's obvious body shook, and her lips trembled slightly.

Yin Qiufeng lowered his body and put his ear to the old lady's mouth. The old lady trembled and said a few words, Yin Qiufeng squinted and nodded.

He let go of his hand and stood up, walked over and asked Vice President Li to take a pen, and then quickly wrote a string of addresses on a sticky note, and said: "Xiao Li, I don't care what method you use, within one day, you go to the ancestral hall of this village and get back a wooden flat box hidden on the beam." ”

Vice President Li looked at the address, his expression was indifferent, and he nodded: "I'll do it." ”

Yin Qiufeng looked back at the old lady on the hospital bed and said to himself: "There are still two days left, I don't know if it's too late." ”

Wang Xue wanted to book a hotel room for the boss Yin Qiufeng nearby, but Yin Qiufeng was very resolute, so he accompanied the old lady in the ward and didn't go anywhere.

There was no way, Wang Xue contacted the hospital, and it was said that she found the director directly, and temporarily added a bed in the ward, which was placed next to the bed. Yin Qiufeng really stayed in front of the old lady, left and right, sometimes holding his grandmother's hand, muttering softly to tell his heart, sometimes peeling an apple and cutting a small piece with a knife, and slowly feeding it to the old lady. Dedication, everything you do is out of your heart, natural and considerate. Li Yang's uncles and aunts who watched it were sour, and privately said that this big boss was closer than his son.

Yin Qiufeng is a real god, no one dares to offend, as long as it is not excessive, he can do whatever he wants. According to his wishes, send all those useless relatives home, and leave a family member to accompany him every day.

It's night again, and I lick my face and stay for the vigil. I was so curious that I wanted to see with my own eyes how the whole thing developed and ended, and one more thing, that is, what was inside the wooden box that was hidden in the ancestral hall a few years ago?

Wang Xue can be promoted to secretary, and it seems that she is not completely betraying her hue, and she also has the ability. The relationship with the hospital is clear, and the meals are ready in the evening, and a new set of quilts and mattresses are prepared for Yin Qiufeng, and even a few new underwear are prepared.

There was nothing to do at night, Li Yang and I chatted with Yin Qiufeng. Yin Qiufeng was quite interested in listening to me talk about a few things about my past expeditions, especially the process of Luo Feng's corpse being dissected into an immortal, and he listened to it with relish. While chatting, Li Yang asked him: "Mr. Yin, you turned into that monk in your dream, so you have experienced his whole life?" ”

Yin Qiufeng smiled and nodded.

Li Yang said: "What does the monk mean when he says that he is an immortal? What does he know about the secret of immortality? Mr. Yin, do you know the truth? ”

Yin Qiufeng's expression was very calm: "The life of this monk I experienced is very ordinary, he was born before the founding of the People's Republic of China, he was fatherless and motherless since he was a child, and he was raised by well-wishers until he was ** years old. The family really couldn't open the pot, so he was sent to the temple by his adoptive parents, and he was shaved in the temple and made a small novice. When you grow up, you travel out of the mountains and meet Qi Yan on the road, that is, your grandmother. He passed away at the age of thirty-one. Life is ordinary, like a meteor, hurriedly crossing the world. insisted on leaving something, then the most unforgettable thing in his life was Qi Yan and the three days and three nights with her. ”

"Finished?" Li Yang asked in surprise.

"It's over, what else do you want to know? I can't remember any details, I just feel that this person's life is like a white horse. Yin Qiufeng said.

Li Yang and I looked at it, and always felt that something was wrong, Li Yang asked, "Mr. Yin, you didn't remember anything else?" ”

Yin Qiufeng said: "Let me ask you, when you open your eyes in the morning, how much can you remember about last night's deep dream?" It's just a dream, and it's nice that I can remember so much. ”

"Immortal ......," I muttered.

Yin Qiufeng smiled: "Do you think the monk looks like an immortal?" He died in his early thirties. He casually said that to your grandmother sixty years ago, and you still take it seriously. ”

"What about embroidered shoes, talismans or something? Where did he get it? Li Yang asked.

Yin Qiufeng looked confused and shook his head: "I can't remember at all." ”

"Why did he die so young?" I asked.

Yin Qiufeng said: "That should be in the early sixties. The monk walked to a remote mountain forest, sat alone on the raised rocks of the cliff, meditated cross-legged one night, and passed away. If you ask anything else, I don't know. Your grandmother is right, I'm not him. ”

I looked at Li Yang, and Li Yang looked at me, his eyes were very confused. Forget it, I can't ask, I can't figure it out, just wait for the development of the situation.

In the evening, Yin Qiufeng sent Wang Xue away. Wang Xuemo didn't leave yet, so Yin Qiufeng reprimanded him, saying that the hospital was not clean at night, and you little girl was guarding the dying old man, which was very unlucky, so hurry up. Wang Xue left, and before leaving, she secretly told me to take care of the boss more.

The three of us drank some wine and chatted together. If Yin Qiufeng is not holding a shelf, he is a very funny and affinity person, he can speak to the hearts of the people in a few words, his language is witty and humorous, and he understands the customs of many places. Li Yang exclaimed: "It's really better to read 10,000 books than to travel 10,000 miles." Mr. Yin, I envy you so much, I will walk around in the future if I have the conditions. ”

Yin Qiufeng smiled: "Young people should go out of the world to break through and take a look at this great world." ”

I had no dreams all night, and I slept very well this night, and when I got up in the morning, I saw that Li Yang's expression was very gloomy, and he asked me to go over and look at something. The talisman hanging on the lintel was burned again, and only a third remained.

I patted him and sighed: "It's a day after the last day, and grandma can survive for so long." ”

Li Yang said worriedly: "I have heard that if a person does not leave when he reaches his birthday, and he continues his life by holding on, this kind of anti-heaven spell will be extremely damaging to good fortune. Alas, I have now figured it out more or less, death is not terrible, and it is useless to die and think so much about it in the future. ”

I suddenly remembered something and looked at him in a daze. He was stared at a little hairy: "What do you keep looking at me for?" ”

I said, "Mr. Yin said he was not a monk. But he also said that if he had something hidden in the ancestral hall, he would become a monk. What does this mean exactly? ”

Li Yang shook his head: "It's completely beyond imagination." I can't keep up with the pace at all. ”

Grandma's condition was getting worse and worse, and by noon her breathing had stopped, and the doctor almost gave a critical illness notice. But after more than ten minutes, it eased up again. Now the whole person has lost consciousness, closed his eyes and gasped for breath, and felt that he was not breathing enough when he got on the ventilator. My uncle kept shouting "Mom" with tears in his eyes, but he didn't respond no matter how he greeted him, Long Zhong was sickly, and he was still breathing, not to mention his family, even I, an outsider, was very sad.

Yin Qiufeng's face was expressionless, he kept holding his grandmother's hand, and sat next to him, like an old monk.

Grandma's sons discussed it and began to prepare for the future. I said hello to the funeral staff, and the shroud was also bought, packed in a black bag, and stuffed under the hospital bed. This is a local custom, putting a shroud under the bed of a dying person can flush away bad luck.

In the afternoon, I only heard the sound of "rattling" high heels in the corridor, and Vice President Li walked in from outside. We all stood up, and we could see that she was quite bad, her hair was disheveled, her head was covered with sweat, and her clothes were dirty. Her chest heaved and heaved, and it was obvious that she had come running.

Look at her hand again, holding an antique wooden box.

This box has a strange appearance, it is very flat, like two pieces of wood that have been cut flat and thin and glued together. The surface of the wood is slightly blackened, which is the accumulation of years, revealing an indescribable vicissitudes of life. The eyes of everyone in the ward were all focused on the past, and everyone knew the story of Grandma, and they were guessing what was in the wooden box forty years ago, and their eyes were wide open, and their curiosity was high.