For several days in a row, I rode a motorcycle with Huang Shulang and others to the Zushi Bridge, until the day before the Chinese New Year's Eve, I specially told the people who came to me for rheumatism.

"Today is the last day. Won't be here again in the future. Don't bring anyone here. ”

Everyone was very sorry, some people had planned to bring their relatives here, but they didn't expect me to be willing to do so.

How much money I've made here, everyone else can tell. I have an income of 20,000 or 30,000 yuan a day, and I have set up a stall here for five days, and I have an income of at least 100,000 yuan. There aren't many shops in town that can make that much money every day. If I set up a stall here for a long time, although it is impossible to have such a good business every day, it will definitely make a lot of money in a year.

But for me, the money is enough for the time being. Even if I leave immediately, Grandpa will have enough to spare.

On the evening of the thirtieth, I handed over all the money I earned to my grandfather, but he refused to accept it.

"When Mr. Lin left, he told me that he would not let you guard the small place of Octagon Village in the future. You should go outside, it's big outside. Grandpa's lips twitched slightly. Grandpa was reluctant to let me go.

"I will accompany my grandfather in Octagon Village in the future. "I shoved a dry pine branch into the hearth, and it burned.

"You can't fool me about what you're thinking. Although grandpa is old and his eyes are spent, his heart is clear. Grandpa smiled and stroked my head, and then said, "You are in a hurry to make so much money, don't you just worry about grandpa? Grandpa is worried that you will be deceived by others when you go out at such a young age." Your parents don't care, otherwise I'll be relieved if you go out with your parents. ”

"I don't go to Guangdong. I said.

"Then where are you going? Go to Mr. Lin? Mr. Lin is a girl herself, she is still studying, and she has to rely on her family to provide for her, so it won't work. Study hard and go out when you grow up. Grandpa said.

"I'm not going out, I'm going to stay at home with my grandfather. "My eyes were confused, and the glowing flames from the stove were blurred in my eyes. I felt like an eagle that wanted to spread its wings but didn't know where to go.

Grandpa sighed and went to his room to sleep. I extinguished the fire in the stove, walked softly into my grandfather's room, and put all the money I earned on his bedside.

Then go back to the room. But when I lay down in bed, I couldn't sleep. Outside, firecrackers in other people's homes are ringing in unison, setting off the mountain village in a festive atmosphere. But my house is very quiet. My family also bought a lot of fireworks, but I didn't have any interest in setting them off.

In the haze, I also seemed to enter a strange dream, and I turned into a cloud of smoke and drifted around in the mountains. I seem to have been to this place, the mountains are full of strange trees, and you can see exquisite jade everywhere. The trees emit a disorienting fragrance.

"Giggle......

A burst of laughter, crisp as a nightingale singing.

I followed the sound and floated over, and on top of a huge piece of jade, stood an extremely beautiful fox. This fox has many tails on its body, and when I counted them, there were nine. It was strange for a fox to laugh like a human, and I just thought that this dream was really grotesque. The sudden cold wind blew in the mountain stream, making me shiver.

"Not good. If it continues like this, my life will not be guaranteed. I screamed in my heart. But then he thought, "I'm dreaming anyway, no matter what happens, when I wake up, I'll be back to normal." ”

Just as I hesitated, the fox giggled again.

"Giggles, you're here again. ”

"Didn't I turn into a cloud of smoke, and how could the fox see me?" I was horrified. I wonder how this dream is so real, isn't it a dream, but a real thing?

Suddenly a whirling suction force would suck into a whirlpool, and I was startled, only to find that I was lying on the bed. Suddenly, the sound of violent fireworks rang out outside. When I looked at the electronic watch in my hand, I realized that it had reached zero o'clock. This strange dream is already the second time. I don't know what the hell is going on. This dream is so real, and what I saw in the dream just now is still very breathing, as if I saw it with my own eyes. If it is really a dream, why does my head hurt a little when I finish the dream? If it is not a dream, how can there be such a magical place?

After the New Year, I went back to school, but this time, I was no longer in the same class with Huang Shulang and them, I went to the third grade, and there were many of my martial arts classes in the third grade class, so the environment was not difficult for me to adapt to. Unlike before, I was a very popular student in the third grade.

Although the teachers still treat me very specially, the special treatment of the teachers now is completely different from the special treatment in the past. In the past, people scoffed at me, but now they see me as a learning star. I hope to be able to take this class further.

But I'm completely out of interest. It's hard for my heart to be quiet. I seemed to feel the call of the outside world to me.

Teacher Lin wrote to say that she had been officially admitted to the Provincial Normal University. I hope I can go to the provincial city during the summer vacation. Her mentor was very interested in my situation and could specifically guide me in the study of ancient texts. Mr. Lin's mentor is called Qin Daoheng, who is a well-known expert in ancient Chinese characters in China.

Mr. Lin's letter was read many times by me, and I knew that the crease had become a crack, so I put it in the envelope, and it was really solemnly sandwiched in a thick dictionary.

From the moment I received that letter, I began to yearn to go to the provincial capital.

There are so many questions hidden in my little head, and I hope that in the provincial capital, these questions of mine can be answered. What's going on with the ancient tomb on the main peak of the Octagonal Mountain?What's going on with the Octagonal Village?What's going on with the Genki Writing?Or what's going on with this strange dream that I often have now?

One doubt after another has overwhelmed me at a young age.

"Teacher Lin asked you to go, and you will go to the provincial capital during the summer vacation. I've never left Octagon Village when I'm so old, so it's time to go out and have a look. "Grandpa, tapping his dry tobacco stick.

I didn't answer: "I'm going to do a double robbery in the summer vacation." ”

"Don't worry, your Uncle Kuizi has already agreed. He was in charge of the double robbery of our family. You can go to the provincial capital with peace of mind. Grandpa said.

"That's not good, their family also has about ten acres of land. I shook my head.

"Don't worry. You have so many apprentices, you should say that you will come to help our family. You're just going for a summer vacation, and you can come back with a trip. "My grandfather put the dry tobacco stick in his mouth and took a few puffs.