"High ...... Uncle Gao?" Lao Lu shouted with difficulty, the fisherman on the other side was too similar to the life-saving benefactor in his memory.

"Bao'er, did the old man thank you for giving you candy?" The fisherman didn't notice the same on Lao Lu's face, and squatted down and asked his son.

"I said, the old man said he was going to come to my house as a guest. The child replied.

The fisherman nodded, stood up and looked at the old man, and said with doubts on his face: "Old man, are you looking for something with me?"

"Your son...... Also called Bao'er?" the expression on the old man's face was even more shocked.

"Yes, his name is Gao Bao'er. The fisherman replied.

"What about you, you...... Is it called Gao Changmin?" asked Lao Lu.

"Huh, how do you know?" said the fisherman, curious.

"It can't be...... This is impossible!" Lao Lu almost got up from his wheelchair, and the reporter next to him was excited, is there any secret to this posture?

Lao Lu was silent, and let people push him to walk on the path of the fishing village, and sure enough, the people he saw were all familiar faces, just like back then, everyone had not changed, only the clothes on their bodies and the buildings behind them.

The old man was confused, he felt that this was even more bizarre than a dream, how could it be? Could it be that the people of the entire fishing village were all immortal? Time was frozen in them?

However, if this is the case, why haven't outsiders found out? If it was in the United States, such a strange village has long been a forbidden area at the level of a military base, and secret research has been carried out, how can it be open to him, an overseas Chinese who has just returned to China?

I heard that the household registration system in China is very strict, and every household here must be registered, so why does no one find out that the people here are not old and immortal, and the children are not growing up?

"Old Joe Photo Studio".

The old man suddenly caught a glimpse of a low building doorway, with a plaque that seemed to have been eroded by wind and rain.

The old-fashioned photo studio is pitch black, and there is a narrow corridor leading inside, and there is nothing famous inside that can be seen from the entrance.

"Ahh

The museum staff nodded in agreement, they thought that this venerable expatriate might have a slight Alzheimer's disease, and he was chattering along the way, although it was strange that he could guess other people's names.

The newspaper reporter was not happy, and wanted to follow up with a shy face, but was blocked by the old man's grandson.

The old man turned his wheelchair and walked along the concrete floor of the photo studio to the inside.

"The partridge flies, the goose returns to the south, and the nightingale sings so that the tourists are drunk...... "The old man walked in, while singing the long and short sentences of the ancient rhyme, and the reporter at the door scratched his ears and cheeks and thought, I can't remember when this poem appeared in ancient times.

"The fog is thick, the frost is getting heavier, and the waves are shooting fisherman's winter ...... Haha! Is an old friend visiting?" an equally old voice came from the photo studio.

After a while, the dim light was lit up in the corridor, and an old woman appeared on crutches, and she saw the old man in a wheelchair stunned for a moment, and then pursed her lips and laughed: "Guest, are you here to take pictures? Black and white photos cost 5 cents a piece, and color photos cost 1 cent." ”

The reporter at the door was stunned for a moment, except for graphic models, who still takes black-and-white photos these days? And how much is a piece? 5 cents? What era? The new version of the Huaxia coin no longer has 1 cent and 5 cents.

"I'm rubbing big news!" The reporter's intuition made his heart beat faster, but when he saw Lao Lu's mixed-race grandson who grew up eating meat and drinking milk, he didn't dare to break in - good guy, nearly two meters tall, strong figure, like an iron tower, I don't know and think it's a professional bodyguard.

Secretly write down the address here, and when this old man Lu is gone, he is going to visit back.

............

"I'm going to take color photos, Granny Yu. Lao Lu said.

"Then come with me!" the old woman nodded, and walked in on crutches.

Inside, it is a very small room, and the room is equipped with all kinds of honest photographic equipment, all in the style of the twenties and thirties of the last century.

If anyone who knows how to take photography comes in, they're going to be crazy, because it's like a museum of photographic equipment from the early last century, and the key is that these guys are all very well maintained.

There are a lot of photo frames hanging on the walls of the room, but unfortunately, many of the photos are pasted due to moisture or sealing problems.

"Granny Yu. Lao Lu shouted again.

"You are an outsider in the village, the word just now, except for those in this village, the people who know it are too limited, those people ...... How do you know that?" said the old woman, adjusting the equipment.

"Granny Yu. Lao Lu's eyes were a little moist, and he pointed to a corner on the wall, where there was a black and white photo, which was not blurred, and on it were two children wearing open crotch pants: "In that photo, the grinning child is me!"

"Huh?" the old woman paused, took off her reading glasses, walked to the side of the wheelchair, carefully studied the old man's face, and then looked at the photos on the wall.

"Oops, no. The old woman said, "All these years have passed, are you the child who fell into the sea?"

"It's me! I met a lot of acquaintances, except for the clothes, they really haven't changed at all, and the surrounding buildings have also changed, I thought I was dreaming, and then I saw the photo studio, only this place has not been demolished, I thought, maybe, Yu mother-in-law, or Mr. Lao Qiao should know something...... Are they really all immortal?"

A hint of longing appeared in Lao Lu's eyes.

He is old, he has not lived for a few years, and even the treasures he has collected have been donated, if there is anything in this world that is worth his attention, it is only to prolong life.

"It's rare for you, you've been thinking about this place for so many years. Granny Yu straightened Lao Lu's wheelchair, combed his hair with a wooden comb, and then walked back to the old camera.

"I remembered, when you left, the little doll of the Gao family had to pull you to take a photo, Lao Qiao said to wash away your memory, I didn't let it, how good the relationship between you and the little doll of the Gao family is, I thought, anyway, you are going to Nanyang, and you may not come back in this life. The old woman babbled, "Old Qiao is right, there is always a coincidence, just like going out to sea to fish, there will always be those who slip through the net." ”

"You're right, everyone here is exactly the same as you saw back then, even the names. The old woman said, "However, they are not immortal, they are the same as ordinary people, they all have birth, old age, sickness and death, but each generation is in reincarnation." ”

"When grandpa dies of old age, the great-grandson will be born, and the great-grandson who grows up will look exactly the same as the great-grandfather, with the same name and personality, and so on, so that you can see the scene, you just happened to see the last reincarnation, and the same node of this reincarnation. The old woman explained, "And I, the old woman and old Joe, are the ones you say, who have never changed." ”

"How can this be?" Lao Lu was shocked, when he was young, he also ran around the world to do business, what kind of things had he never seen? But such a strange existence is really unheard of.

What kind of science is this?

Indeed, after three or four generations of reincarnation, it is difficult to find out that something is wrong except for an old man in his nineties like him, after all, the average life expectancy of human beings is there, and even if some people move into this fishing village, they will not see a complete reincarnation in their lifetime.

What's more, this fishing village allows others to come and play, but it is extremely xenophobic for outsiders to stay in it.

"Since you're related here, I might as well tell you a little more. The old woman said, "This fishing village is called 'Jinbeizui', as early as the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, after the huge tsunami, this fishing village has been buried in the sea, and everyone you know, including me and Lao Qiao, are the people who drowned that year." ”

"In the fishing village, the legend of the 'miraculously giant golden shell' that shielded the villagers from the tsunami is not entirely true, in fact, we were swallowed by the golden shell after drowning. The old woman said, "And the entire Jinbeizui fishing village, as the name suggests, is all in the mouth of that golden shell, and all of us are reincarnated here." ”

"My task is to keep this secret forever. The old woman sighed and looked at Lao Lu, who was already stunned: "So, I'm sorry." ”

"Click!"

Under the shining magnesium light, Lao Lu was pierced by the strong light and closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, the horror on his face disappeared, and all that was left was confusion.

"Okay, old man, call the people from outside to come in and experience it!" said the old woman with a smile, "This is one of the few nostalgic photography museums in Longcang City, let's take a group photo!" ”

Lao Lu nodded, "I didn't expect there to be such a good place in Longcang City, I didn't come in vain." ”

He didn't remember anything, the spotlight was so weird.

Soon, everyone outside the door, including the impatient reporter, stood together obediently and took a group photo.

When everyone walked out with the film and satisfied, the old woman knocked on the floor with the crutch in her hand:

"Have you seen enough, little ghost?"

In the corner of the wall, Du Qiang had been standing there for a long time, the surface of his spirit body was a little blurred, the gray mist was churning, and the magnesium light just now had caused him a certain amount of damage.