Outside the window is the road, there are not many cars, an ox cart passed by, when the old man who drove the car passed by this place, he took down a very new dress from the car, looked back and forth, let go and threw it on the ground, and drove the ox cart slowly past.

To my surprise, a man who passed by later, after looking down and seeing the clothes, bent down to pick them up, looked back and forth and smiled, and actually put them on his body directly and left.

Seeing that I was stunned, Professor Sun was a little puzzled, turned his head to follow my line of sight, but saw nothing.

"Meridian?" He called me.

I quickly came back to my senses and smiled, "We don't have much to go on."

Professor Sun smiled and nodded, "What did you see just now?"

I thought about it for a moment and said, "I just saw someone looking for a substitute!"

"Substitutes?" Professor Sun was surprised, "Does anyone still believe this at this time?"

Looks like he knows about the substitutes.

I'm a little helpless, it's always a little uncomfortable to see this kind of thing.

In many remote places, when someone in the family is seriously ill or seriously injured, they will throw the clothes they are wearing on the road, and the person who picks them up will become a substitute for the seriously ill and injured person.

If only the person who was going to die had a substitute ghost, it would be nice in a blink of an eye.

And the person who picks up the clothes may die the next moment.

This is one way to find a substitute.

There are also people who use a coin to write "come who should come, go who should go", plus someone's birthday, and throw it on the road to be picked up.

There is also a piece of jewelry with a strand of hair tied to it with a red string.

Different regions have different ways to find substitute ghosts, but they are the same, they are all when someone is not dead.

There is also a kind of search for a substitute ghost, that is, after someone dies, he can't enter the underworld and enter reincarnation, and he is unwilling to stay in the world, so he will find a suitable person to die like him, and then stay in the world for him, and he will enter the underworld to enter reincarnation.

"Is it too late to stop it now?" After listening to my explanation, Professor Sun couldn't sit still.

Just now I suspected that there were still people who believed this, and now I was anxious to stop it.

I think he's a real person, and he's quite cute.

I shook my head, stretched out my hand to pull him back and sit down, and said, "The cycle of life and death, each with its own destiny! The man was already dressed when I saw it, and it was too late to stop him!"

What I didn't say was that even if it happened in front of my eyes and had no causal relationship with me, I wouldn't easily warn of it.

Professor Sun seemed to be in a mood that had been affected a bit, and he took a sip of tea and sighed.

"Actually, when we do folklore research, we will encounter a lot of things that subvert our cognition, and we are used to it!"

The food in this restaurant is still very fast, and there may be few people from outside.

The dishes were large and fresh, and we all ate quite a lot.

After eating, the fat man went to pay, and Chu Jiarui robbed him for a while, but in the end he didn't rob it.

Professor Sun said, "I'm coming along, so how can I still let you invite us?"

"You're welcome!" I smiled and said, "You came out with us, how can you break the bank!"

"Okay, then you're welcome, hehe......

After eating and drinking, we walked out of the hotel, Tang Zuo and the boss inquired about how to go to Sanshu Village, and the boss was not very clear, so he asked us to go to the front and ask people.

There is a small road on the navigation, but we still wish there was a closer one, but I didn't expect that the people here are not very clear.

Once in the car, we had to follow the navigation and continue walking.

Soon, Linjiang Town came to an end, and further ahead was a very narrow village road, with farmland or barren mountains on both sides.

Not to mention cars on the road, even a figure is rarely seen.

There are some low hills ahead, and the more you walk, the fewer people there are.

"Isn't that wrong?" The fat man took out his phone and flipped out the map.

Tang Zuo said, "That's right, isn't the mobile phone navigation here?"

I looked out the window and was not impressed at all.

Finally, when he arrived at a place where a fork in the road turned a corner, Tang Zuo stopped the car, "Young Master Jiang, there is no way, navigate here, and say that it is a fork in the road to the right."

I opened the door and got out of the car, walked to the fork in the road, and came to have a look.

There were dirt roads on both sides, and there were traces of people and cars walking through them, and I tried to rummage through some impressions of this place in my mind, and found that it was completely futile.

This somewhat disappointed me.

Raising his hand, he calculated, and returned to the car, "Then continue to the right!"

The car drove to the right onto the dirt road, which was almost lined with deep ravines of weeds and trees of varying thicknesses and heights.

The dirt road is very difficult to walk, very bumpy, and there are uphill and downhill slopes.

After driving along the road for more than an hour, we finally saw a place where there were people.

Tunzo stopped the car on a hillside, and we all got out of the car, moving our bumpy buttocks as we looked down the slope.

And I saw the road out of the village at a glance, and my heart jumped.

The road came out of the village, and from here it was a narrow line that zigzagged all the way to where we were now standing, and there were a few small forks in the way that led to other places.

"This should be it, right?" The fat man asked.

Tang Zuo said, "It should be."

I was still looking at the path, and the image of my master leaving with me came flooding back to my mind.

I followed my memory and looked towards the village, the one on the hill at the back of the village, the house with two trees in the yard, should be my home.

The woman who called me my mother who coaxed me to sleep every night, the two children who played with me in the yard, and the villagers who avoided me and bullied me in disgust!

All the memories that I thought I had forgotten poured in, and I couldn't tell for a moment whether everything I experienced later was a dream or not.

"Meridian?" The fat man called me several times.

"What?" I haven't come back to my senses, and I can't hear what they're saying.

"Meridian, what's wrong with you?" The fat man asked worriedly, "I saw that something was wrong with you just now, if it didn't work, we would go back, and this job would be a big deal."

Professor Sun was also a little worried, "Meridian, are you okay? Is it motion sickness?"

I finally had all my spirits back, and when I looked up at the village again, it seemed that there was nothing left.

"I'm fine!" I said, raised my hand and habitually pinched it.

「……」

I can't figure out anything.

If you don't count people or yourself, you can't even figure out whether there is an accident when we come here.

It seems that this village, the home in my memory, is still inextricably linked to me.

We got back on the bus and drove down the hill into the village. c

As I drove along the village road, I saw a person coming out of a large courtyard, and it was the old man who went to our shop that day.

"Uncle!" The fat man stuck his head out and shouted, "We're coming!"

The old man's face was excited, and he turned around and shouted inside, "The master is here! The Master is here!"

Several more people ran out of the room, all of them young, and they were all excited.

Tang Zuo followed the old man's guidance and drove the car into the yard and stopped.

I got out of the car, and the old man came over with someone, "Master Jiang, we thought you wouldn't come!"

"Why didn't you come when you promised something?" I said with a smile.

"Who is this?" When they saw Professor Sun, they looked at him suspiciously, "Is that your master?"