However, before crossing over, I still have to thoroughly sort out all the paintings left by Guo Mingyue and read them carefully to avoid missing any details.

The more I look at it, the more extraordinary these paintings become, and the information contained in them is even much more than what is recorded in the notes of "Strange Tales of Mountains and Rivers", and even much more detailed.

Maybe it's because I've seen too many of Guo Mingyue's paintings, and I've been haunted by what Guo Mingyue said to me in my dreams for a few days, and then an idea suddenly popped up: Guo Mingyue, maybe it's not just Guo Mingyue.

Because, I remembered one thing written in the note:

At 11 o'clock in the evening of February 24, 1929, in Shanhe Village, Zhang Chensheng, the last family living in the northernmost part of the village, was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly when he was woken up by a sound of slamming the door.

Zhang Chensheng has no parents, he is alone, and he doesn't like to interact with people, he farms half an acre of land left by his father alone, barely enough to make ends meet, and his presence in the village is very low.

Zhang Chensheng quickly dressed up neatly before opening the door, he was thinking that the old man next door was gone, and his family came to find someone to help at night? Because the last time someone knocked on the door in the middle of the night, it was the old man who lived in the neighbor's house in the middle of the night and came to him for help.

But when he opened the door, Zhang Chensheng was stunned, and there was a woman in a white dress standing outside the door, with long curly hair.

"Ahh

At midnight when the weather is cold, a woman in a white dress knocks on the door and stands outside the door, isn't this what the ghost is?

"This is where, I can't get out of here." The woman's face was full of anxiety, and she looked at Zhang Chunsheng and asked.

"This, this, this, this is Shanhe Village." Zhang Chensheng shuddered and got up, leaning against the wall.

"Shanhe Village, what year is it?" The woman asked again.

"Yes, yes, it is the eighteenth year of the Republic of China." Zhang Chensheng shuddered.

"You said this is Shanhe Village, why is it only you?" The woman continued.

Zhang Chensheng was confused when asked, this entire Shanhe Village is very big, one household is next to another, how can it be only him?

But when he glanced out of the open door, he was stunned by what he saw, and he ran out again to make sure, almost going crazy.

It was obviously the middle of the night, but at this time it was the gray weather of the evening outside, and the foggy was a patch, the entire Shanhe Village was gone, and the original village location became a large ankle-length barren grassland, looking around, it was empty, only one of his own small houses was still standing in the middle of the barren grass and the dense fog.

"Behind! Come inside! The woman suddenly shouted.

Zhang Chensheng was standing in the fog in a daze, startled by this shout, and when he looked back, he saw a big blue and purple hand stretched out from the thick fog, grabbing him.

At this time, the woman had already hid in the house, and Zhang Chensheng also ran in and closed the door tightly.

He peeked out of the window, only to see that the big hand grabbed where he had just stood, and it was empty, and his movements and reactions seemed to be extremely slow.

After grabbing the empty with his big hand, he scratched at the front of the house a few more times, stayed for a while, and then slowly retracted into the thick fog.

Zhang Chensheng was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak, and he didn't know what was going on for a while, where did Shanhe Village go? Where is this? How can there be such a big hand? Who is this woman?

Look at the woman again, looking around the room, tapping every inch of the walls, looking at every corner, even the floor.

"You, are you a ghost?"

After a long time, Zhang Chensheng mustered up the courage to ask.

"No, I'm an Earth Soul." The woman said, continuing to search the house.

Zhang Chensheng didn't understand, but he looked at this woman, she was very beautiful, with long curly hair, wearing a white ankle-length dress, and barefoot. Isn't she cold? Wouldn't she be awkward without shoes?

Zhang Chensheng is introverted, and he has always been a single, looking at such a beautiful woman, he didn't dare to stare at it all the time, let alone talk, so he stood against the wall and lowered his head.

"What's your name?" The woman asked suddenly.

"My name is Zhang Chensheng."

Zhang Chensheng ...... Remembered. ”

The woman said and looked around the room. Zhang Chensheng didn't dare to ask who she was or where she came from, so he just stood aside and stared at the woman nervously.

"I'm leaving, thank you for taking me in, you stay in this house, don't go out before dawn, otherwise you will get lost in the long road and never come back."

The woman opened the door as she spoke, looked outside, stepped out with her legs raised, and ran away into the dim mist.

Zhang Chensheng saw that the woman was gone, he didn't dare to sleep, and his body began to shake like chaff, the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, where was he here, where did the entire Shanhe Village go? Is he already dead?

After a long time, he opened the window and looked out again, and it was still as dark and foggy as evening, and the houses in the village that he could see from the window before were now only an empty wasteland.

He did not dare to light the lamp, for fear of attracting the hand in the fog, and the woman would not let him leave the house when she left, but she did not tell him how long he would stay in the house.

Ignorance, especially fear.

Zhang Chensheng took off his shoes and sat on the kang wrapped in a quilt.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Chensheng woke up, a ray of sunlight shone in through the window, he hurriedly jumped off the kang, and looked outside the window - in front of him was a row of familiar houses, Shanhe Village was back.

He opened the door and looked at the weather outside, although it was still a little cold, but the sun was abundant, and for a moment he felt that what happened last night was his dream. But when he looked down at the clothes on his body, this was what he had worn when the woman knocked on the door in the middle of the night.

Zhang Chensheng still couldn't believe it, so on this day, he didn't like to go out, he walked around the village, and went to the Southwest Street and Daxiang Street, until he met a lot of people on the street and slowly relaxed.

It seems that I must have been dreaming last night, and in the dream I may have fallen asleep and got up and put on my clothes.

Thinking like this, Zhang Chensheng slowly stopped taking this matter to heart.

Soon it was evening, Zhang Chensheng had dinner and walked around the street a few times, until he was a little tired from walking, and then he returned home and climbed on the hot kang to get ready to sleep.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Chensheng was sleeping soundly, and the knock on the door started again, and Zhang Chensheng sat up with a spirit, his heart beating non-stop.

Is it another dream? He pinched his arm so hard that the pain was unbearable, and his arm immediately became red and swollen.

The knock on the door became more urgent, and he thought of the big hand that stretched out from the thick fog last night, and hurriedly dressed and opened the door, and the woman in white stood outside the door last night.

"Zhang Chensheng, let me in."

Zhang Chensheng glanced outside, it was still the same dim weather as the evening, and the fog, and in the fog, a big purple-black hand was slowly reaching this way.

Zhang Chensheng hurriedly dodged to the side, let the woman in, then quickly closed the door and tied it, and then looked out of the window.

The big hand still scratched at the position where the woman had just stood, stayed for a moment, and then slowly retracted into the fog.

Zhang Chensheng found that the outside was still the same as last night, Shanhe Village was gone, and the surrounding area was empty, but today he looked at the ground, which was full of sand and gravel, like a desert land.

Looking back at the woman, she was still looking around the room, Zhang Chensheng was still standing against the wall, trying not to affect the woman.

The woman looked for a long time, and suddenly pointed to the wooden cupboard in the corner of the wall, and said to Zhang Chensheng:

"Zhang Chensheng, you move this away."

"Hey!"

Zhang Chensheng agreed, and hurriedly stepped forward to open the cupboard, but because of panic, he accidentally knocked out the six stoneware bowls on the cupboard, and several pottery bowls fell to the ground and broke.

Zhang Chensheng was distressed, these bowls were more than a few years old, and they were bought by his parents when they were married before, and he put them on the cupboard, so he was reluctant to use them. Blame yourself for being too careless, why don't you take the bowl down first when you move?

When the woman saw that the cupboard had been removed, she looked at the wall behind it.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Chensheng held back for a long time, and finally asked.

"My name is Cai." The woman replied.

"Don't you have a last name? Why do you come every night? What's going on outside, why is my village gone? Zhang Chensheng plucked up the courage to ask a few words.

"I'm lost, you don't have to worry about the outside, when I leave here, everything outside will be restored."

Zhang Chensheng didn't understand, and asked again:

"You're lost, where is your home?"

"I'm just looking for my way home, and as long as I get lost, I'm home."

The woman smiled bitterly and continued to look for something inch by inch in the room, and after a long time, the woman said:

"Zhang Chensheng, I'm leaving, thank you for taking me in."

After saying that, he opened the door and went out, running and disappearing into the vast fog.

Zhang Chensheng was not so afraid, he sat for a while and fell asleep, until he was woken up by the sun in the morning, when he woke up, he saw the cupboard that had been removed, and the broken pottery bowl on the ground had not been cleaned up.

For the next five days, the woman knocked on the door in the middle of the night every day, and then looked for something in the house. And every day, the ground outside will be different, sometimes you can hear the sound of water, like by the river, sometimes there are trees all around, like in the jungle.

On the fifth day, the woman looked very tired, and when Zhang Chensheng looked out of the window, he found that there were brick houses outside, the streets were brightly lit, and there were even foreigners' cars running around, which looked like a very lively big city.

"Zhang Chensheng, can you dig this up?"

The woman pointed to the stove.

"Good!"

Zhang Chensheng couldn't think of a reason to refuse this beautiful woman, so without saying a word, he went out and took an iron pickaxe in, and opened the stove with three strokes and five divisions.

At this moment, Zhang Chensheng was surprised to see that on the wall of the stove he had planed, there was a hole like a rat hole, and an extremely bright light came through the hole.

"Found it." The woman breathed a sigh of relief and stood beside the cave, which grew larger and larger until it was more than a man tall, and looked like a gate, and for a moment the room was filled with dazzling white light.

"Zhang Chensheng, on March 6, go to the cemetery in Xiaoshanbao, stand in front of Li Shu's grave, walk fifty steps to the right, and then dig down, the things below are I sent to you, I'm leaving."

The woman said as she sank into the glowing white hole, disappeared, and then the hole disappeared, leaving only a house full of messes.

Zhang Chensheng walked to the window and looked out, it was pitch black, he couldn't see anything, he opened the door again and looked out, surrounded by everything familiar, Shanhe Village was back.

On March 6, Zhang Chensheng listened to the words of the woman, went to the grave of Li Shu in Xiaoshanbao Cemetery, walked fifty steps to the right, and then dug down and dug a box containing six stoneware bowls and more than 20 pieces of ocean.

When Zhang Chensheng looked at those pottery bowls, sweat flowed down, those bowls were bought by his parents when they got married, because there was any flaw on which bowl, which one had a crack on it, and one of them was broken when he was ignorant when he was a child, all of which were exactly the same as the original ones in his own family.

These are my own bowls, but didn't they break that night?

Zhang Chensheng ran home, and the broken bowl was still on the ground next to the stove, and he was not willing to throw it away. He couldn't figure it out.

Lost for a long time, I remembered the information I collected about the Black Taiji Gate, saying that when Zhiyu was imprisoned by Fuxi in Li Mountain, the great witch Wucai opened the way to the center of the earth and helped him get the Iron of the Netherworld, so he was punished by Fuxi and trapped her in the long road of loss.

And the woman recorded in this incident said that her name was Cai.

Cai, Wu Cai, Lian Caimo, Li Shu, Guo Mingyue.

Is Guo Mingyue really just Guo Mingyue?