I traveled to the Jin family ancestral hall in the evening of the next day, that is, the day when Zhao Donglai would meet the "immortals" in this ancestral hall. Then I stared at the black and red hole that appeared behind me in a daze, and at that moment, I heard the sound of the door opening behind me.

When I looked back, the door of the main house of the ancestral hall was open, and a man dressed in tattered clothes was coming out of the ancestral hall with a bulging bosom in his arms.

He was looking at me in horror. His hair was long and messy against his head, his lips were chapped and dried blood, and he had chilblains on his face and hands.

I looked around, and then looked at the door plaque on the main house, "Kim Ancestral Hall", yes, this is it.

But what about the gods? Early? I planned in my heart that if I came early, I would have to hide it first, but what if I was already seen by Zhao Donglai? Why don't you discuss it with him first?

"You called Zhao Dong, right?" I don't really know how to talk to people.

I looked at the stunned man in front of me, he looked younger than me, but his face was full of vicissitudes and numbness.

"Yes......"

His lips moved for a long time before he spoke.

He seemed to be afraid of me, so I wanted to play a joke with him.

"Zhao Donglai, are you carrying grapes in your arms? What's that bulging stuff? ”

I laughed and started an awkward conversation.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Donglai was even more frightened, he hurriedly reached into his arms, took out the bunches of dried grapes inside, and took out an incense burner and two candlesticks in a trembling manner, and put them respectfully on the ground, and then looked at me, suddenly screamed "ah", turned around and ran.

"Hey, Zhao Donglai."

I hurriedly chased after me.

"Zhao Donglai, you stop, stop."

I'm about to catch up with him, this Zhao Donglai is running too slowly, by the way, it is recorded in the notes that he should have not eaten for several days, and he just ate a few raisins, and his physical strength is definitely not good.

When I was thinking about it, this Zhao Donglai suddenly fell headlong into the snow shell on the side of the road and did not move.

I was shocked, and hurriedly went to check and found that he had lost his breath.

"Zhao Donglai, Zhao Donglai!"

I didn't give up, frantically pressed my chest to do cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and even took out a black Tai Chi mirror to try to save him, but to no avail.

After tossing in the snow for more than an hour, Zhao Donglai still didn't react, he was indeed dead.

I feel very uncomfortable, the overwhelming guilt and remorse have swallowed me, but I have no choice but to go back to the Jin family ancestral hall, I hope that the immortal recorded in the note really appears here, then I must beg hard to let him save Zhao Donglai.

But when it was already completely dark, and no one appeared, only the dark red hole, I went into the cave and went back to the day before, and was in the tent.

After sitting on the bed for a while, tears finally flowed out of my eyes, and I covered my face with my hands and whimpered like a dog.

I picked up the notebook "Mountains and Rivers Strange Things" again, turned to the page where Zhao Donglai met the immortals, and carefully analyzed every detail in it.

On January 6, 1929, it snowed heavily and was extremely cold.

Zhao Dong, a tenant in Shanhe Village, came to the house to interrupt food for three days, went out to borrow grain, borrowed a day and did not borrow, and returned in the evening, walking on the snow, the road was cold and hungry, thinking that his wife and children had not eaten for three days, and they were all at home hoping that they could borrow grain and take it back, but today they had to return empty-handed.

Zhao Donglai felt that he had no face to go back to face his wife and children, he was a dignified seven-foot man, and he couldn't even feed his wife and children, if the family starved to death like this, he would live a nest in this life.

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, so he hesitated on the street, and at this time he happened to walk near the Jin family ancestral hall.

The Jin family used to be a big clan in Shanhe Village, but since the patriarch of the Jin family died violently when discussing with people in the ancestral hall more than ten years ago, the Jin family has declined since then, and finally only Jin Yuliang is left in this Shanhe Village, which is Jin Taizhi's father.

Since then, few people have come to the ancestral hall of the Jin family, and there is no one to worship the ancestors during the New Year's Festival, and the door of the ancestral hall has been plugged in for many years.

Zhao Donglai suddenly thought, how can the Jin family say that it used to be a big family, this ancestral hall has been locked for many years, will there be anything valuable in it to take out two things and sell one?

Thinking like this, Zhao Donglai stopped in front of the Jin family ancestral hall, but he didn't go in immediately, after all, he was still very afraid of stealing other people's ancestral halls, he was also a young and vigorous young man in his twenties, and the constraints of various morals and cause and effect in his heart made him unable to make up his mind.

At this time, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and he thought that his wife and children at home were looking at him expectantly and turned into disappointment, and his heart was very uncomfortable, and he wanted to drag on outside for a while, but this was cold and snowy, he was thinly dressed, and there was no food in his stomach, and he was already trembling at this time, and his eyes were black, and then he thought about it, and it was okay to enter this Jin ancestral hall to avoid the wind and snow.

Zhao Donglai took a closer look, the door of this ancestral hall only had a bolt, and it was not locked, because in those years, there were all kinds of strange things in this ancestral hall, and the villagers had identified it as a haunted place, so no one dared to enter even if the door was not locked.

Zhao Donglai pulled out the bolt of the door, pushed the door in, looked around the courtyard, and saw at a glance that there was a small grapevine in the northwest corner of the ancestral hall, and several bunches of dried grapes were hanging from the tree.

He was overjoyed, and hurriedly ran over to pick the bunches of grapes and carefully put them into his arms, and then picked a few dried grapes and threw them into his mouth.

Thinking that he finally had a bite to eat, he was reluctant to eat more, so he wanted to go home immediately to give his wife and children a bite first, so thinking that he was just about to get up and go home, he caught a glimpse of movement in a side room of the ancestral hall, and a large red light shone into the courtyard through the window paper.

Zhao Donglai began to think that he was dazzled by hunger, rubbed his eyes and looked again, it was indeed red light. He had heard the rumors that the Jin ancestral hall was haunted, and he was so frightened when he saw the red light that he forgot to run for a while, so he stood in the courtyard and looked at the side room.

At this moment, only a "creak" was heard, the door of the side room opened, and a person walked out, Zhao Donglai stared at him, not daring to move.

Out of the side room came a young man in his twenties, with very short hair, clear eyebrows, extremely handsome, tall and straight, wearing a black brocade robe, cotton boots of the kind that only rich people wear, and a large brown paper bag in his hand.

The young man's whole body was covered with red light, but in that red light there was a thick black mist, and there was a faint trace of evil spirit. Zhao Donglai was scared, this was very similar to the kind of handsome demon who transformed into a human form as the village storyteller said.

So he trembled and took a few steps back.

"Your name is Zhao Donglai?"

The young man with a dark red glow was walking towards him, but when he saw that he was afraid, he stood still.

"Yes, I...... Be! Zhao Donglai stammered.

"Oh." The young man seemed to be thinking something.

"I, I'm not here to steal, family...... There is really nothing to eat at home. ”

Zhao Donglai almost cried, hungry, cold and afraid, Zhao Donglai's hands trembled violently, took out the bunches of dried grapes from his arms, and respectfully placed them on the ground.

"Zhao Donglai, don't be afraid, I'm not a ghost, I'm also a human, you take the grapes back, and this, I also brought it to you to eat."

The young man walked towards Zhao Donglai as he spoke, and at this time Zhao Donglai had already retreated to the wall, and there was no way to retreat, so he saw the man hand over the kraft paper bag in his hand.

Zhao Donglai didn't dare to pick it up.

"Take it." The young man urged.

Zhao Donglai stretched out his hand tremblingly, took the brown paper bag, a heavy bag, it was hot to the touch, and then, he smelled a particularly tempting fragrance coming out of the paper bag. He sniffed hard.

"I'll give you two more dollars."

As he spoke, the young man pulled out two more very old silver dollars.

Zhao Donglai raised his head and looked at the person in front of him, not daring to take the money.

"Take it." The young man said as he shoved two silver dollars into his hand.

Zhao Donglai held the silver dollar tightly, feeling like he was in a dream, in the past two days he had broken his leg in order to borrow two catties of cornmeal, and he didn't borrow it, but he didn't expect to meet a lifesaver here, it seems that this young man is not a demon, but a young immortal, I heard that after being a fairy, he can rejuvenate.

"Grandpa Fairy, thank you Grandpa Fairy, thank you Grandpa Fairy." Zhao Donglai held the money and threw himself on the ground and kowtowed frantically.

"Zhao Donglai, I said that I am a human being, not a god, and besides, I am so old, and grandpa, the ground is cold, you get up first, I have something to tell you." Young Immortal Dao.

Zhao Donglai got up with tears in his eyes, waiting for the fairy to speak.

"Zhao Donglai, are you literate?"

"Back to the fairy master, I read the private school in the village when I was a child, and I can read words."

"It's said that I'm not a god anymore, Zhao Donglai, you help me collect the scary stories in this mountain and river village, write it down, and I'll send you money and food once a month, okay?" The fairy asked with a smile.

"Ah, yes, yes, although I don't study anymore, I can write a lot. Shanhe Village, there are many scary things in Shanhe Village, and the village is often haunted, I can write it down for you. ”

Zhao Donglai was a little bolder, especially when he heard this fairy say that he would send him money and food every month in the future, knowing that he was not a ghost, he was not afraid, he was not nervous, and his hunger surged up again, his eyes were dark, he almost fell, and hurriedly held on to the wall.

"Zhao Donglai, open the paper bag and take a look." The fairy lord said with a smile.

Zhao Donglai hugged the paper bag, feeling that the paper bag was hot, and the fragrance was fragrant, and he had already guessed that it was eaten. Listening to what the fairy master said, squatting on the ground and putting the paper bag away, open it little by little, when the paper bag is fully opened, there is a thin layer of transparent film bag inside, and the film bag contains two large stacks of green onion oil cakes neatly stacked.

Zhao Donglai looked at the green onion cake, swallowed a few saliva, and raised his head to look at the fairy master in front of him.

"Taste it and see if it tastes." The fairy smiled and urged.

Zhao Donglai could no longer resist the temptation of the fragrance, picked up a piece of cake and ate it. He has never eaten such a delicious cake in his life, the green onion oil cake is extremely soft, and a lot of soybean oil is used when baking, in this village, even the landlord's pancake is reluctant to put so much oil. The enticing aroma of oil will make you go crazy when you bite into it.

Zhao Donglai devoured one quickly, and at this time, his stomach, which had not eaten a grain of rice for two days, was also a little more comfortable, and his body was not so cold, looking at how many there were, he picked up another one, and as soon as he took the second bite, tears fell "crackling".

He lowered his head and bit the cake, embarrassed to look up at the immortal standing in front of him.

"Zhao Donglai, rest for a while and then go back, otherwise you won't be able to hold on to the road, if you faint in this heavy snow, you will freeze to death. Remember, help me collect the scary things in this mountain and river village and write them down, I will come to this Jin ancestral hall with money and food on the first day of the next month, or at this time, to wait for you. ”

The fairy said, turned around and entered the side room again, and then the red light in the room rose sharply, Zhao Donglai slowly approached, looking in from a distance from the half-hidden door, and saw that in the middle of the room, a dark red cave-like hole appeared, and there were wisps of black mist at the entrance of the cave, which looked very scary.

The immortal burrowed into the cave and disappeared, the entrance of the cave slowly shrank, and then disappeared, and the red light disappeared completely.

Zhao Donglai hurriedly wrapped the scallion pancake, put the dried grapes back into his arms, held the silver dollar tightly in his hand, and walked home with his arms tightly hugging the scallion pancake.

Zhao Dong has been meeting the fairy master in the Jin ancestral hall every month, and showing the strange events he wrote down to the fairy master, even if the person reminded him many times that he was not a fairy, he was also an ordinary person, let alone call him lord, but Zhao Donglai still stubbornly called him "fairy master".

The fairy master also brought him money and a bag of white rice every time, and sometimes a piece of meat and some cooked vegetables. This white rice is a good thing, Zhao Donglai hasn't tasted it for several years, but he didn't expect to get a pack every month now.

The fairy master sometimes brings some extra food that he has never seen before, all of which are delicious and indescribable, among which there is a sweet tooth called chocolate, which Zhao Dong describes as having a taste that is rare in the world.

But the silver that the fairy lord brought later was no longer silver dollars, but some silver ingots, silverware, and silver jewelry, etc., but they could be exchanged for silver when they were sold in a silver store in the city, the same.

Zhao Donglai strictly obeyed the instructions of the fairy master, and never told the second person about it, even his wife and children kept it a secret firmly, and went back to his daughter-in-law only to say that he had met the official master in the city, and helped the old man do something to lose his head. When the daughter-in-law heard that her head would fall out, she naturally didn't dare to go out and say it.

I read this page many times, and suddenly found that when the "fairy master" in the Jin family ancestral hall appeared, there was also a dark red hole behind him.

Thinking of this, my heart sank, and things really started to get complicated!