Half an hour later.

A few hundred meters outside the town of Furong, the road less than 7 meters wide winds into the distance, and it is early spring, and the road is lined with green rice in addition to green rice.

There was a narrow fork in the road next to it, winding and winding, and Jiang Yingbai stood on the road with a puzzled face.

Wei Ze handed a brand new 100 yuan to the motorcycle driver who sent them in.

After looking for change, the motorcycle driver got into the car and muttered: "This little couple has nothing to do when they are full, why are they coming to this deserted place." ”

"Your family is not short of money, is it?"

Wei Ze subconsciously responded when he thought of his golden hall: "No." ”

Jiang Yingbai always didn't know and asked, "Then why did you get off halfway?" ”

"I don't know," Wei Ze shook his head, he didn't know why he would subconsciously not let others take this path.

Jiang Yingbai looked at Wei Ze's ignorant expression and gave up dwelling on this, she changed her question, "Why do you live in such a remote area?" ”

The living environment in the village is far less than that of the city, with few recreational facilities and few opportunities for development.

Jiang Yingbai really couldn't imagine that Wei Ze, a young man in his 20s, would stay in this ravine.

This time, Wei Ze almost didn't think about it and answered quickly, "I like to be with my family, the people in my family don't like crowded places very much, they like to live in quieter places." ”

Wei Ze walked in front and led the way, Jiang Yingbai looked around left and right, she was born in a big city since she was a child, this was the first time she came to the countryside, everything was very new to her.

After walking for a few minutes, Wei Ze stopped on a bluestone path, "You see that there is my house over there, and you can reach it in five minutes along this path." ”

Jiang Yingbai looked at the place he pointed, it was white and cloudy, there seemed to be a heavy fog around the house, and only two faint red lights could be seen faintly, it should be two large lanterns, and Jiang Yingbai couldn't see anything clearly.

On both sides of the bluestone pavement are hydrogen balloons in the shape of large white lanterns tied with a diameter of half a meter in red satin, which are pressed with stones to prevent them from drifting away.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, as if the raindrops would fall in the next moment, and the sound of babbling opera could be faintly heard, the whole scene was serious and depressing, although I had not seen this scene, but the fool knew what was going on inside, Jiang Yingbai walked behind Wei Ze and asked, "Is your family holding a funeral?" ”

Wei Ze unconsciously bit his lip and turned pale, his eyes were not focused and looked to the side, and when he heard Jiang Yingbai's words, he turned his head, and his tone trembled and trembled without knowing whether it was because of fear or sadness.

"I ...... There was no funeral at home when he left. ”

When Jiang Yingbai wanted to say something, a cat meow instantly attracted the attention of the two of them, and a black cat stood on the red brick and black tile wall.

"Meow~"

Wei Ze's body trembled, and his pupils shrank instantly, "It's that cat!" It's the cat! I saw it at my grandfather's funeral!! ”

The surroundings of his shouting began to change, and suddenly a locust tree appeared in front of the gate, and the largest tree in the middle hung a blood-stained rope from the branch, and a corpse hung from the rope, her eyes protruded, her lips thickened, the tip of her tongue protruded, her belly bulging, and her hands drooping.

The ruins of the building in front of him, the walls were as black as if they had been burned, the weeds on the side of the road were almost growing to Jiang Yingbai's chest, the lantern in front of the gate was crumbling and had broken several holes, and at a glance, he could see that a short candle inside was still burning.

In the next second, the environment changed back to normal, and just when Jiang Yingbai wondered if he had seen a mistake, the environment became dilapidated again.

Jiang Yingbai looked at Wei Ze, who was crazy beside her, and she was thinking about whether there was a problem with her eyes or this guy did it.

His mental state is obviously extremely poor, one will say that there are no dead people, and the other will say that he has seen a black cat at his grandfather's funeral, how can a living person hold a funeral.

The black cat glanced at Jiang Yingbai and jumped into the yard.

Wei Ze's eyes were red and he looked at the place where the cat disappeared, he grabbed his hair and gritted his teeth and said, "It's it!" It must have been because it caused Grandpa to become what he is now! It's it! That's it! ”

Wei Ze chased after him like crazy, and Jiang Yingbai followed with a question mark in his head.

Two white lanterns with "mourning" written on them were hung on the gate, and Wei Ze pushed them open and rushed in.

Jiang Yingbai's heels saw the scene inside, and the whole person was stunned.

The ground was sprinkled with round paper copper coins, and there were several piles of paper money that were burning next to them, and there were more than a dozen people kneeling in the courtyard, their eyes were all cast towards the gate where Jiang Yingbai came in, they were wearing white silk on their heads, their expressions were indifferent, and their faces were pale like paper people.

After looking around the courtyard, there was no figure of Wei Ze at all, Jiang Yingbai felt deeply uncomfortable, her scalp was numb, she swallowed her saliva, and subconsciously looked at the black and white photos in the mourning hall.

A big boy with well-rounded facial features and three-dimensional facial features was smiling brightly in front of the camera, and that person looked exactly like Wei Ze.

Jiang Yingbai's eyes almost popped out, no matter how much she deceived herself before, there were no ghosts in the world, but now when she saw the scene in front of her, she had to admit that there were really ghosts in the world, and she followed that ghost stupidly for several hours.

Jiang Yingbai took a step back quietly, and a harmless smile subconsciously bloomed on his face, "Is there still a shortage of people?" Let me join in, I have the strength to carry the coffin or something. ”

There was a "pop" sound, there was obviously no wind, and the door behind no one was closed, and the frightened Jiang Yingbai almost screamed out.

The middle-aged man who knelt at the front and looked to be in his 50s withdrew his gaze and shouted at the only person next to him who lowered his head and did not look at Jiang Yingbai: "Wei Ze! That's how I usually teach you?! ”

Jiang Yingbai was stunned for a moment, whether she didn't notice it or that person's sense of existence was too low, and there was no one there a few seconds ago in her impression.

Does it matter, it doesn't matter, what matters is that he's actually calling a dead man's name.

I saw that person slowly raised his head, and the portrait was exactly the same as the person in the black and white photo in the mourning hall, Wei Ze glanced at Jiang Yingbai expressionlessly, "I'm sorry, my father, it's all my fault, it's that I didn't tell my friends not to come to me during this time." ”

Jiang Yingbai quickly reacted that something was wrong, no, no, that person called Wei Ze's name, how could anyone attend his funeral.

Jiang Yingbai carefully compared the kneeling Wei Ze with the black and white portrait in the mourning hall, and soon she found that the person in the mourning hall photo had an extra mole on his ear than Wei Ze, could it be that they were twins?

Wei Ze's father, Wei Qin, how could he bear it, such a ridiculous thing happened in such a serious scene, he roared irritably: "Since you know, don't let her get out of here!" ”

Wei Ze's frightened face showed fear, and his voice trembled slightly, "Father, he is my brother's best friend before his death, I think my brother should ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was forcibly interrupted by Wei Qin, probably because he knew that the deceased was a person who valued love and righteousness during his lifetime, "The next time this kind of thing happens, I will directly break your legs!" ”

"Thank you, Father," Wei Ze lowered his head after speaking, and dozens of other people also lowered their heads in unison.

Jiang Yingbai hesitated to join them at that moment, but she walked to the side very familiarly, ensuring that their eyes could not see her, and she would not die if she did not die.

She turned into the courtyard next to it, which was full of flowers, roses, moons, lilies, peonies, camellias, everything, obviously different flowering periods, but they all bloomed.

There is also a small crystal clear pond next to it, where small inky fish swim around.

The breeze blew gently, Jiang Yingbai frowned, and there was a faint smell of smoke in the air.

Looking for the smell, Jiang Yingbai saw a half-covered back door at the end of the yard, and the sound of burning paper kept coming from there.