Five days ago, I took the 500 yuan borrowed by Da (Fang Yan's father) and the shocking prophecy of the ghost woman, and got on a long-distance bus to Longcheng in Suzhou Province.

Since the ghost woman said: There are little ghosts haunted by this road, and powerful ghosts are in the way... It's like passing through a ghost gate.

But I'm not afraid, what's the use of being afraid?

I narrowly escaped death once last year! There is nothing important in life except life and death, grandma's, is it a big deal?

Do you have to be the same as Tang Seng this way, and it will be difficult to pass ninety-nine eighty-one?

Whether it's Pansi Cave, or Flame Mountain, whether it's its daughter country, or Leiyin Temple...... I'm here too!

The beginning of September in the solar calendar is the middle of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, which is also the season of fire in the sky.

In the "Book of Songs", "the fire flows in July, and the clothes are given in September": In July, the scorching sun scorched the earth, and the blazing breath burned people's skin.

The flaming sun, high in the sky, shone on the earth like a sea of fire.

This year is another scorching heat unseen in a century, with temperatures as high as 423 degrees.

Not to mention frying eggs on stones, you can also make a barbecue on it!

The car has been stuck in traffic on this mountain road for more than three hours.

In our hometown, going out to work is called "begging for a living".

The word "begging" exhausts the bitterness in it: it is no different from begging.

Far away from his hometown and homeland, he can't take care of the elderly and children, just to earn some hard-earned money from blood and sweat.

Even though there are thousands of reluctance and helplessness in my heart, the temporary separation is just for the sake of a better life for the family.

In other places, accommodation, life is very different, no matter how hard and tired, you must persevere, you can't go home a few times a year, the torment and sadness are only known to the workers themselves.

When we first started, we didn't know why we had been blocked for so long.

It was the hot time in the morning, and the trees on the side of the road shouted desperately, "It's hot~, it's hot~".

The car stopped, the air conditioner also stopped, and the car soon became Taishang Laojun's gossip furnace, and the master opened the car door and let us monkey cubs escape.

Anxious people began to inquire about each other, and soon the news came from the front:

There are major traffic accidents ahead, and traffic accidents are common, but major traffic accidents are not common.

Curious people began to crowd ahead. I also followed the crowd to the front, walked more than 300 meters, and suddenly I couldn't walk.

There were black heads in front of me, and I couldn't see anything.

Chinese like to watch the lively so world-famous! Mr. Lu Xun wrote in the article "What happens after Nala leaves":

"The masses, especially the Chinese ones, are always spectators of the drama.

"Sacrifice on the field, if it appears generous, they watch the tragedy; If they seem withdrawn, they watch burlesque. ”

I think, why do the Chinese people like to watch the excitement so much?

First of all, watching the excitement can satisfy the innate curiosity of human beings.

What the hell is going on? Who's in business? Is it a big deal? First, the curiosity was satisfied.

Secondly, watching the excitement can also enrich the experience of life, and can add gossip before and after tea.

It's not a big deal to watch the lively, the bigger the better, the more bizarre the more flavorful! As long as it's not your own business, how much snow falls on other people's tiles, it's all scenery.

The name is beautiful: It is better to read 10,000 books than to travel 10,000 miles.

Traveling thousands of miles is to go out for a walk, see more excitement, and have a long experience!

There are people standing on the roof of the bus, riding on trees, and children sitting on the shoulders of big people...... I was being squeezed next to a car.

This is a black crown car, in ninety-one years, Santana is only qualified to sit at the level of a township elder, a building under the buttocks, 200,000 smaller! Imported crown cars are even rarer.

There was also a man standing on the roof of the car, wearing a foreign plaid shirt, long wavy hair, wearing toad glasses, and holding a small camera to take pictures.

A horn sounded from ahead: "Get out of the way!" Get out of the way! Get out of the way! ”

In the distance, there was the sound of horns and the roar of three-wheeled motorcycles, and the crowd spread out on both sides of the road like snow waves on a thick sea of ice ploughed by an icebreaker.

It's so hot, it's the most beautiful thing to imagine!

"Hey, hey! No photography! No photography! The horn sounded again, and after a while, two three-wheeled motorcycles drove up.

The out-of-town young man on the roof of the car jumped off the roof in a hurry, his right hand still pressed on my backpack.

The backpack on my shoulder was crooked, unable to withstand his gravity, and one of the straps was also crushed by him, and the backpack was ripped open alive.

Before I could settle accounts with him, six people got off the motorcycle, surrounded him, and one of them asked, "Where's the camera?"

The young man spread his hands, patted his pockets again, and said in a Cantonese accent: "Don't be a chicken, it's gone."

I looked at the license plate to see that it was from the Shenzhen market, and at this time, the two men and two women in the car also came down, chattering, and I don't know what bird language they were speaking.

Let them take out their papers, and the young man who spoke the bird language protested strongly and tugged.

As soon as I saw that the trouble was coming, I quickly and quietly left, and it was good not to see this excitement.

In the 90s, there were still very few people with cameras after all, and they were as rare as the big guys with big brothers.

After all, I have attended university in Kyoto for more than half a year, and I have experienced a trial of life and death! Knowing such a thing, it is better to stay away.

At this time, I was like a panicked deer, sneaking through the crowd and hiding quietly.

The bus later turned from a temporary road in the fields onto a bumpy country road, detoured for dozens of miles, and finally set off again.

This is just a small episode that happened in the mountains of Gangnam, and such a thing is also insignificant, it happens almost every moment of the day.

I just passed by the young Cantonese guy.

But I never imagined that this inadvertent passing by would completely change the trajectory of my life.

This Hong Kong guy I met by chance turned out to be the god of my life!

The little ghost in the ghost gate!

The fates of two people who have nothing to do with each other are entangled together in the days that follow, and they deduce an earth-shattering life-and-death game of weeping ghosts and gods!

The ghost woman is right, yes, this way is to break through the ghost gate, and it is difficult to pass the pass!

Life is like a train to the end of death, some people go up and some people get off, these are the passers-by of life.

In the future without an agreement, I can't imagine that one day I will meet unexpectedly.

And my unexpected encounter with the Hong Kong Yankees this time planted a time bomb in my fate!

But at this moment, I didn't know that the mourning god had come, and it was just a face.