On the way back, you will pass by the Opposite Eye Bridge, which is a view of Xitan City. The government has long wanted to enclose them and treat them as antiquities, but the people of the city have no choice but to give up because of the opposition of the people of the city.

The Eye Bridge is a collective name for the two bridges, and if you insist on calling them separately, the one further upstream of them is called the upper bridge, and the other is naturally called the lower bridge. They span the Moxi River, like two juxtalians, and they are all antique seven-hole arch bridges. Moxi is the only small river in Xitan City. Although the name is very elegant, it is actually dark all year round, and the water color is dark, which is quite far from the scale of elegance. It winds its way through the city of Xitan, as thin as a chicken's intestines, as if it would stop flowing in this water-scarce city, and in fact, it has never stopped flowing since it was recorded.

The lower reaches of Moxi are very sad and the river has been widened a little, just a little, and it is difficult for the human eye to perceive it if it were not for detailed data in the newspaper. The right eye bridge was born here.

Just listening to the name, you may think that they are too beautiful to look at, dreamy like the magpie bridge under the feet of the poor fairy who can only see her husband once a year. The real situation is that the bridge is a stone bridge, and with the passage of time and thousands of years of trampling, the patterns and characters in many places have either been weathered or worn away, and they are not as beautiful and dreamy as imagined.

In terms of the craftsmanship of the time when they were built, it is indeed too good to be exaggerated. But it's really famous because of its legends. Just like the broken bridge of the West Lake, the sacrifice of the White Lady casts its beauty, and the same is true of the eye bridge.

Legend has it that a certain year ago, the eldest lady of a certain family fell in love with a very poor scholar of such and such a family. At that time, the young lady was on the bridge, and the scholar was on the bridge, and the two of them inadvertently looked at each other, and they suddenly became adulterous, and they got better in their hearts. It is worth mentioning that the young lady is very beautiful, the scholar is very handsome, they are simply that pair of beautiful people, and they are made in heaven and something. The rest of the plot is, of course, more cliché: the two are in love, but the door is not right, so naturally someone beats the mandarin duck. So the young lady staged the cuckoo crying blood and not marrying, and the scholar staged a hanging beam and read angrily. By the way, I made Miss's belly bigger during a private meeting, and then ran away. The poor young lady became an unwed mother, was kicked out of the house, and raised the child alone, and the suffering of it could not be told for ten days, which was enough to make the women who had just walked up to ninety-nine shed tears in Moxi. After the most, the book became the champion, I can't forget the miss, I have been single for many years, and I found the miss and the child after the most, and the end of the big group garden.

The plot of the TV series has sublimated and sublimated the reputation of the eye bridge...... After reaching a position where he can be looked up to, he has another name called Lover's Twin Bridges. So, lovers like to come here to hang out if they have something to do, and single people also come to try their luck to see if there are others who choose the rest to see the right eye, and even the lovelorn people come here to pick the stone bridge to vent their anger, so that it is always overcrowded all year round.

Yang Yi is now walking on the bridge with an umbrella in his arm, but he is not stupid to think that he is Xu Xian, who always carries an oil-paper umbrella with him to give beautiful women. Yang Yi doesn't have many romantic cells, he is actually thinking, it is said that the aesthetics of the era in which the story takes place are different from now, and beauties with slanted flying eyes were popular at that time. In this way, doesn't this eldest lady have a pair of fox eyes? The scholar must be very thin and weak, and he has no power to restrain the chicken. According to Ms. Zhu Shanhua's theory, isn't he just born with a small suffering? Thinking of this, Yang Yi sneered and was happy, and subconsciously looked at the upper bridge opposite, whether there was a fox-eyed beauty or a scholar.

There was no beauty with fox eyes, but Yang Yi saw a man.

It was a strange feeling, thousands of people were crowded on the upper bridge, but Yang Yi only saw him. It's not a small scholar, it's an ordinary and weird person.

This person wears jeans and a hooded ski shirt, Adidas, which is a common dress for young people nowadays, ordinary and inconspicuous. But I don't know why, after Yang Yi's eyes fell on him, he couldn't move away, and among thousands of people, he was the only one who caught his eye.

At this time, the sky was even more cloudy, and there were gusts of wind, blowing coldly. Yang Yi subconsciously raised the umbrella and stretched it out above his head. During the whole process, Yang Yi was surprised that he didn't stop looking at each other for a moment.

The distance between the two bridges is actually not far, at most fifty meters, and Yang Yi can't see the person's appearance clearly even after making enough effort.

Immediately afterwards, the wind became stronger, and as Wen Xiaoxia said, the raindrops began to fall down, crackling on the umbrella. In a trance, Yang Yi heard the people around him talking: "This wind blows the evil door! The rain also makes the evil door!"

Yang Yi instinctively looked down, and was surprised to find that the rain was like a line, and it actually rolled upside down and flew upside down!

It is more evil than the rain on the bent pole that the peasants often say.

Looking up at the bridge on the other side again, the man was still there, slowly pulling up the hat from his shirt and covering his head. Then, he beckoned to Yang Yi.

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, and beckoned in response. In the process, he noticed that the man's face was becoming more and more indistinguishable. Under the ski jacket and hat, the whole face was blurred into a blurred shadow, like a glass against flowing water, everything was flowing and distorted. However, Yang Yi saw the position of the eyes that belonged to the face, and the two red lights flashed and disappeared, as fast as an illusion.

Yang Yi shuddered, staring at him more and more.

Suddenly, he noticed that all the scenery around the man opposite was regressing, as if the camera kept zooming out, and the background gradually became blurred, only the figure of the man became the main body, but the face was still not clear.

Shocked to turn around, he was horrified to find that all the people and things around him were also pulling away. The sound faded away, blurring into the sound of a low-battery radio, staccato and dragging in a weird slow tone.

At this moment, Yang Yi felt a bone-chilling chill.

It is invisible, but it penetrates straight through, passing through Yang Yi's thin clothes in summer, and it seems that in a moment, even blood will freeze at any time!

When I opened my mouth, I was even more frightened to find that I couldn't make any sound! Only the hot breath I exhaled turned into a white mist that could only be seen in winter after leaving my mouth.

To know that this is June. In Xitan City, where there is a shortage of water and little rain, the temperature in June has always been kept above 30 degrees, so Xitan will be known as a small stove. Also in the season of June, Xitan has less wind and less rain, every day is sunny and shining, it will not blow like this cold wind, floating unruly rain, and the temperature will drop below zero in an instant, not the ice bank is like an ice storehouse, weird and unknown!

This is not normal!

It's so abnormal!

It's like the man on the opposite bridge who is only fifty meters away but can't see his face clearly.

I don't know what the reason is, Yang Yi actually looked up at him again.

Under the ski cap, the red light flashed and went out again. The man had stood still for a long time like a clay carving, but suddenly moved.

He reached out, cocked his big fingers, and flipped his wrist to point at the river.

Fascinated, Yang Yi followed his instructions and looked down.

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