Chengdao Fukujo is located in the relatively plain area of the southern part of Chengdao.

It is almost one of the few large plains in the whole of Jiangzhou, and it is one of the largest plains in Jiangzhou.

The roads here are criss-crossed, layered, and the traffic is convenient, which has gradually become an important transportation hub connecting Jiangzhou with Ponzhou in the past three hundred years.

On weekdays, this place is definitely bustling with people, and the horse-drawn carriages along the official road are enough to flow like a busy traffic.

But in recent years, outsiders can't help but dare not approach Chengdao Fucheng, and even the original residents in the city are panicking, not to mention those dignitaries, for fear that they will die suddenly one day, so that the sky over Fucheng always feels that there is a lingering haze.

Some of those who were able to do so had already moved out of the area to seek new homes on other islands in Jiangzhou.

And those who were born and raised here have long been accustomed to it, plus they don't have so much manpower, material and financial resources to run their families, and they don't leave here.

After all, if you want to go, you still have to choose.

"Grandpa, I want to play with Ah Yan. "Inside, one old and one young sit in a dimly lit room, the windows are almost sealed with cloth, and the door frame is completely covered with boards, leaving only a little gap for people to enter and exit, but it also needs to be blocked with heavy objects on weekdays, for fear of any accidents.

The child, who was about seven or eight years old, clasped his fingers and looked aggrieved.

Apparently he was tired of being in this dimly lit little room.

Spending almost every day in the room, no matter what you say, grandpa won't let you leave here, and even when grandpa goes out to buy food, he doesn't feel at ease and directly plugs the vacancy that has a little gap from the outside, for fear that he will slip away by himself.

The child, who was not very old, didn't understand why he did this, and every time he mentioned his grandfather, he was just ambiguous, saying that he would be able to play in a few days, but he never really let him go.

The child's grandfather sewed some shabby clothes, which were a little blurry even when he was completely against the kerosene lamp.

When you are old, you are old after all, and you can't do needlework.

Hearing the child's words, the grandfather still smiled kindly: "Don't worry, I will be able to play with you Ah Yan soon." ”

When the child heard this, his whole body collapsed on the table, and he said listlessly: "Soon and soon, every time it is very fast, when is it a head, I don't know what happened to Ah Yan and the others, whether they want to regain their freedom like me." ”

The old man freed up a hand, touched his grandson's little head, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, it will be fine soon, soon." ”

The child seemed to think of something, looked at the sweater in his grandfather's hand, and said in a childish voice: "Grandpa, you usually go out and don't meet them, but speaking of which, if you meet Li Hu, forget it, I still owe him a kite, but this is not to blame me at all, the kite was blown by the wind on the resin, I want to pull it back, hey, what should I do, I heard that the kite costs a lot of money, and it really has to run to our door to collect debts, and I may not be able to afford to sell it." ”

Grandpa said happily: "You are my precious grandson, how can I be willing to sell you, it's a big deal to pay him a kite in the future." ”

The child jumped off the stool, lifted a stool half the height of his own, and went to the porter, leaning on the window, and could see his courtyard through only a little gap.

Because the number of times of care is relatively small, the whole courtyard is no longer as tidy as it used to be, plus his father and mother went to other places, leaving only himself and his grandfather, and his grandfather himself is older, and some tiring work can't be done for a long time, which has led to some depression now.

Once upon a time, the place itself was lively.

Grandpa and other old men sat in the shade of a tree playing chess, and my father and mother were busy with some housework inside and out, and he and those former friends were chasing each other in the courtyard, so it was not lively.

Now that the door is closed, the children can't help but miss the old days.

His father and mother are really, and they went to other places for some reason, leaving themselves and their grandfather to rely on each other in the huge blessed city.

And now he is still locked in the house endlessly and cannot go out, for him, it can only be said that it is very boring.

Suddenly.

There was a knock on the door.

It wasn't the room where the child and grandfather were, but the gate to the courtyard.

The child could see through the gap between the door panels, and the door trembled slightly with the sound, as if someone was tapping his fingers, and very hard.

The child asked his grandfather with some curiosity: "Grandpa, is there a knock on the door?" ”

The old man looked up, his originally kind smile was a little nervous in an instant, and he hurriedly put down the shabby clothes in his hand and came to the child's side, picked up the child and put it on the edge of the bed, and then pinched the two to extinguish the weak kerosene lamp.

Look out of the courtyard through the gap between the planks.

The knock on the door was still ringing, but there was no sound, and no footsteps could be heard from such a distance.

The old man knows in his heart that as far as Fucheng is concerned, although there are people walking around during the day, they will never knock on the doors of other houses, and if there is really an emergency, they will also use letters to convey it.

Of course, some people in Fucheng don't understand words, and there will be some ghostwritten readers in specific positions on weekdays.

And today, just knocking on the door, but not stuffing any envelopes under the crack of the door, reveals strangeness from beginning to end.

The old man was hesitating to open the door, and it couldn't be that the real matter needed to be said in person, otherwise it would not be possible to be in such a hurry.

But in the next moment, the opposite side of the gap was suddenly covered by something, and the old man's heart tightened.

Immediately, the eyes on the other side, which were originally narrowed into a line, suddenly opened, and a red eye looked at the old man in a daze.

How could the old man withstand such a fright, his whole body fell backwards, and he looked out of the gatehouse with a frightened face.

When the child heard the movement, it was just an old man who stepped on the air.

I wanted to get up and hurriedly helped the old man up, but I found that outside the window that was blocked by various wooden boards, there was a figure standing outside, all revealing weirdness.

The child blinked subconsciously, and the door returned to its usual state again, and there was no human figure.

I rubbed my eyes, but there was still nothing.

I looked at my grandfather with a frightened face again, and was a little curious about what happened to make the kind old man have such an expression.

When the old man saw the child, he hurriedly hugged it in his arms and said softly: "Good, listen to grandpa, wait a minute, no, leave here from your favorite place to drill now, the farther the better, no matter what happens, don't look back, do you hear?" ”

When the child heard this, his eyes lit up: "Grandpa, can I go out to find Ah Yan?"

The old man was thoughtful, but he didn't seem to want to say it, he gently stroked the child's head and said with a smile: "It's okay, remember to be good with Ah Yan, remember to take care of yourself, don't let grandpa worry." ”

The child wondered why his grandfather had let him take care of himself, but he was finally able to go out, so he didn't say much.

The whole person jumped up excitedly, as if he didn't want his grandfather to change his mind temporarily, and hurriedly ran towards his own earthen kang.

After all, there are a lot of grandfathers who change hexagrams, and every time they make children sulk for a day.

The child smiled: "Grandpa, remember to come back and make my favorite celery, I will definitely be able to eat it this time!:

The old man did not get up, but waved his hand at the child, signaling that he could go.

Just when the child was trying to get into a hole under the clay kang.

Shocked to find that there was a dark shadow behind the old man,

Because there was no light in the room itself, and the kerosene lamp was extinguished by the old man, I didn't pay attention to what this figure looked like, or even how it came in.

"Master...... Father. The child's mouth opened, and his head went blank.

The old man also seemed to sense that something was wrong, and the tears that had already accumulated in his eyes welled up, and he looked at the child in a hoarse voice, as if he was shouting with all his strength: "Hurry up!"

Even before the sound fell, the child saw that the old man's original head was tilted in an instant, and the whole head rolled to the ground, without even making any sound, as if it fell off by itself, leaving only the dull sound of the human head rolling to the ground.

The figure vanished, but the room was filled with a sad smile.