In the second week after his mother's death, Meng Hao took care of everything and got on the bus to his hometown, mainly to get away from this city that he had no nostalgia for and gradually became terrible.

Today's weather was a bit dreary, cloudy from the morning, and by noon, it was already drizzling. On the bus, Meng Hao leaned against the window of the car, expressionlessly looking at the scenery flying by outside the car, gradually changing from a high-rise building to a rural farmland. On his chest, two rings are intertwined to form a necklace, which means a lot to his mother, and this necklace has been worn around his neck.

Meng Hao has not been back to his hometown for eight years, I remember that when my grandmother was alive, Meng Hao's family of three would return to my hometown to accompany my grandmother during the New Year, and my father wanted to take my grandmother to live in the city more than once, but my grandmother insisted on staying here, probably because she was reluctant to leave those old guys.

After more than five hours of driving, the bus finally stopped at the intersection of an old concrete road, lined with wheat fields on both sides and mountains in the distance. There are several villages at the foot of the mountains, and Meng Hao's hometown is there.

After getting out of the car, Meng Hao glanced at the familiar and unfamiliar mountains in the distance, and walked along the only cement road leading to his hometown.

Meng'an Village, is the name of the village where Meng Hao's hometown is located, the village is not big, the whole village adds up to only more than 200 households, listen to the older generation, there was no Meng'an Village, it was some people who fled here three hundred years ago, and then settled here, and finally slowly developed into a village.

Eight years did not come back, the appearance of the village has not changed much, Meng Hao came to an old house with childhood memories, this is Meng Hao's hometown, hidden in the style of Jiangnan water town architecture, mostly built with wooden structure, there is a two-story small building, and a small courtyard and two partial houses.

Take out the key to open the door, as the door slowly opens, the dusty childhood memories are constantly replaying in my mind like an open door, and every part of this hometown has its own memories in it.

For eight years, no one cleaned it, the house was full of dust, and the beams were covered with cobwebs, even so, the feeling of home came to his heart, and the pain in Meng Hao's heart also dissipated a lot.

The rain outside the house had changed from a drizzle to a pouring rain, although it was only 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and the heavy dark clouds made the sky seem like the middle of the night, and the occasional muffled thunder was even more oppressive.

Just as Meng Hao was about to start tidying up the house and vacating a place to rest, a figure quickly passed by the gate, probably to hurry home to avoid the rain, but after a few seconds, the figure turned back again, glanced inside the door, found Meng Hao in the house, and then walked over.

"Who are you and how did you get in. ”

With a hint of vigilance, the person who came asked Meng Hao in a questioning tone.

The person who came was a middle-aged man in his forties, maybe he often worked in the field, and his skin was very dark, but he had the unique simple temperament of working people.

"You have to be Uncle Fa, you don't know me, I'm Xiaohao. ”

"You're it? It turned out to be Xiao Hao, you've grown so big, I can't even recognize you if you don't say it. ”

Uncle Defa's expression was a little surprised after hearing Meng Hao call out his name, and he stared at Meng Hao for a long time, and suddenly looked abrupt, patted his thigh and said excitedly.

"yes, I haven't seen it in eight years. Meng Hao replied.

The man in front of him is called Meng Defa, is Meng Hao's cousin, when his father was still in his hometown, he was very close to his own family, and he was also very close to his father.

"Why did you come back suddenly, is it just you, Brother Yuanshan?" asked Uncle Defa with concern.

"My father died three years ago, and my mother just passed away. ”

Meng Hao first took a deep breath, and then slowly said these two things, there was no trace of pain on his face, and his tone was indifferent, as if he was not talking about his own business, but this also reflected the blow of these two things to Meng Hao, which made Meng Hao's heart die.

Uncle Defa watched Meng Hao become speechless, and wanted to open his mouth several times but took it back, and finally could only pat Meng Hao's shoulder and say:

"Let's go, go to my house and have two drinks with my uncle. ”

"Hmm"

The two of them walked out in the rain, Uncle Defa put his arm around Meng Hao's shoulder, and the two didn't say a word on the road, only the muffled thunder echoed in the sky. That night, Meng Hao slept at Uncle Defa's house, and the two of them drank in a dark and unconscious state, and forgot what they said.

Life had to go on, and the next morning, the rain finally stopped after a day and a night, and the dawn sun cleared the dense fog in the mountains, and the air after the rain was moist and sweet.

Meng Hao came out of Uncle Defa's house, stretched his waist greatly, took a deep breath of fresh air, and spit out the remaining wine and troubles in his body.

Meng Hao spent the morning battling dust and cobwebs, and it wasn't until noon that he cleaned up the living room and two bedrooms on the first floor.

Pumping out the rag, a basin of sewage that had turned black and brown was splashed on the yard, and when he turned around, the side room on the east side of the courtyard that was locked attracted Meng Hao's attention, and suddenly the childhood memories left by this side room for him came to mind.

When he was a child, his grandmother often went in and out of this room, but he never allowed a second person other than himself to enter, and every time he entered and exited, he would lock the door, mysterious and secretive, once Meng Hao couldn't resist his curiosity and wanted to take the opportunity to touch it in, but was discovered by his grandmother.

Meng Hao can still deeply remember the way his grandmother looked at him at that time, her sharp gaze seemed to tear herself apart, it was by no means the grandmother who usually loved her, that is, that time, completely dispelled his curiosity about this side room.

To this day, I haven't been in once, and I don't know what is inside, I once asked my parents about the secret of this side room, but I couldn't get any answer, I only told myself never to go in.

Today, the secret of this room is about to be revealed to the world, Meng Hao couldn't hold back his curiosity, and began to rummage through the cabinets to find the key to the side room, the hard work paid off, in the bottom of the cabinet of the house where his grandmother once lived, Meng Hao found the key to this side room.

The door opened, and the one facing the gate was three not small clay sculptures, the carving was actually the founder of the Maoshan faction, Sanmao Zhenjun, the face that was not angry and self-righteous really scared Meng Hao when the door opened, in front of the sculpture was a dusty offering table, and there was a cabinet on the left and right sides of the wall, and there was nothing else.

Open the cabinets on both sides, there are Taoist things inside, which are very similar to the tools used by the ghost hunter in the horror movie, yellow paper, ink fountains, brushes, rattles, compasses, money swords, Taoist robes, everything, plus this sculpture, Meng Hao suspects that grandma is a Maoshan warlock.

"Huh, what is this?"

Meng Hao found a not-so-thin yellow book when he rummaged through the cabinet on the right, and the title of the book aroused Meng Hao's curiosity.

"Hundred Ghost Upper Body"

This is the name of this book, Meng Hao immediately flipped through it, and the content in it made Meng Hao laugh, it turned out to be a book of cultivation exercises, which is all-encompassing, including cultivation boxing, ghost hunting Dafa, introduction to a hundred ghosts, upper body secret methods, etc., after the completion of cultivation, there is the power of fighting dragons and tigers, moving mountains and reclaiming the sea.

chuckled lightly and shook his head, he had always disbelieved in ghosts and gods Meng Hao. Put the book back in its place and exited the side room, I didn't expect this to be the secret of the side room, I had guessed countless times in my heart what was in it, but after I knew it, the things in the side room disappointed Meng Hao.

didn't care about this matter for too long, Meng Hao continued to devote himself to the battlefield of fighting against dust, and this busy time was a day. Meng Hao, who was concentrating on cleaning work, did not know that something big was about to happen in the depths of the mountain, and this completely changed Meng Hao's fate in the future.

The mountains behind Meng'an Village are thousands of miles away, and the nearby villagers have only explored for dozens of miles, and no one knows what ulterior secrets are hidden in the depths of the mountains, and it's not that no one wants to go in to find out, but they are either missing or have lost their memories when they find them.

Last night's rainstorm was very rare, and the old people who have lived here for decades have never seen it, and it is precisely because of this rainstorm that it has caused several serious mudslides, but fortunately these dangerous areas occurred on the other side of the mountain, and there were no casualties.

A mountain close to the village has a more serious mudslide, half of the hillside has been swept away by the mudslide, and a large hole with a diameter of about five meters appears in the original halfway of the mountainside, which is extremely eye-catching.

Early this morning, Cao Ergouzi from the next village went up the mountain to chop firewood as usual. Speaking of this Cao Ergouzi, he is also a hard-working person, fatherless, motherless, mentally retarded, and in his thirties, he is still like a seven or eight-year-old child, which may also be the reason for being abandoned. When I wandered here, I saw that he was pitiful, and was adopted by a left-behind old lady in Cao'an Village, named Cao Ergou, because there were many elderly people in the village, and it was difficult to move, so Cao Ergou had this job of chopping wood and selling money, and he could barely support himself.

Cao Ergouzi took a machete and went up the mountain along the road that used to chop wood, but he stopped after walking for a long time, and looked at the completely unfamiliar road in front of him and was a little overwhelmed.

Cao Ergouzi scratched his head that he didn't know how many days he hadn't washed, and stood in place in a daze and looked around, wondering if he was thinking about whether he was making a mistake, at this time a big hole not far away entered Cao Ergouzi's sight, Cao Ergouzi tilted his head and glanced at it and walked towards the big hole.

Standing at the entrance of the cave and looking inside, the black paint is black, nothing can be seen, only gusts of yin wind blowing outward, and there are no traces of carving on the surrounding stone walls, it seems that it should be a naturally formed cave.

Standing at the entrance of the cave, Cao Ergouzi stretched his neck to look in, and shouted in from time to time, the sound continued to echo in the cave, Cao Ergouzi seemed to find something interesting, took out an old-fashioned flashlight from his arms, and walked into the cave.

The environment in the cave is complex, there are many branches, it is very easy to get lost if you don't pay attention to it, about 500 meters away from the entrance of the cave, a stone gate appeared in front of Cao Ergouzi, this place is already the core location at the bottom of the mountain, and I don't know how Cao Ergouzi came over.

Cao Ergouzi pushed the stone door with his hand, the stone door did not move, Cao Ergouzi even took a machete and stuck it in the crack of the stone door to pry open the stone door, but it was unsuccessful, Cao Ergouzi, who had been tossing for a while, finally gave up, leaning on the side of the stone door and panting.

"Squeak... Da... Da... Da"

Cao Ergouzi seemed to hear the strange sound behind the stone door, and suddenly came to the spirit, his ear was close to the stone door and listened carefully, the sound of dada did not sound again, but he heard a faint wheezing sound, as if it was behind the door, Cao Ergouzi curiously squinted one eye and looked into the gap in the stone door. At the moment when Cao Ergouzi looked inside, a wisp of black gas came out from the crack in the stone gate, and it happened to be breathed into Cao Ergouzi's body.

The next moment, Cao Ergouzi, who was originally looking, retracted his gaze, his expression was Muna, his face turned pale, he slowly stood up, and returned to the original road without hurrying, and the machete and flashlight that he originally held in his hand were also thrown on the ground.

Meng Hao was busy until late at night, and finally cleaned up the entire hometown, even the side room full of secrets was no exception. Rubbing his sore shoulders, Meng Hao came to the gate, and just as he was about to plug in the gate to rest, through the faint moonlight, Meng Hao saw two figures in the field in the distance moving slowly, and the direction was the neighboring village Cao'an Village.

It was not strange to see pedestrians in the middle of the night, but the two men were dressed in clothes similar to those of ancient officers and soldiers. Just when Meng Hao thought that he was dazzled or not, the two of them disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"It seems to be really dazzling. Meng Hao shook his head and smiled, and then closed the door.