don't die

According to the address written by Lin Shen, He Tun found Uncle Wang's house in a relatively remote place outside the town.

In front of him was an inconspicuous one-story house, not very tall, even with He Tun's height, he had to bend over and lower his body to enter this room.There are several cracks in the corner of the wall extending to the eaves, and a few huge logs moved from nowhere support the right wall that is about to collapse, but even so, the bungalow looks precarious and looks like it will collapse at any time.

He Tun was stunned on the spot. Based on what he had seen and heard in the past, he really did not expect that there are still people living in such dilapidated houses today.In this daze, he didn't even notice someone walking out of the room at the first time.

"Hey, isn't this Xiao He?"

Uncle Wang was pushing open the creaking wooden door, and saw the tall young man in a daze in front of his house at a glance, and said cheerfully: "Why, it was Xiao Lin who asked you to come down the mountain to find me? The zongzi has already been eaten."

He turned to go back to the house. "It's all my fault. I didn't take into account that the two young people eat a lot. I'll go get you some more. Wait."

"No need, Uncle Wang!"

He Tun hurriedly stopped the old man, and called to him: "There are still plenty of zongzi, I haven't finished eating. I just came down to find something for you."

"Ah? Is something wrong?"

He Xie briefly explained the matter to the old man, but referred to the unknown shadow as a wild beast, and only said that recently, wild beasts frequently broke into the yard, and Lin Shen had set up some traps to repel the beasts on the mountain. Safety, let Uncle Wang go up the mountain as little as possible, or not go up the mountain.

Originally, He Xie thought that if he said this, Uncle Wang would immediately nod his head because of his empathy, but who knew that this half-old man actually showed a trace of hesitation.

"I can't go up the mountain..."

He saton noticed his expression, and hurriedly asked: "Uncle Wang, what's the matter for you to go up the mountain? How about I help you do it."

"No, no, it's actually not a big deal." Uncle Wang grinned and smiled innocently, "To tell you the truth, my son also... also went to this mountain, that's why the two of us moved here. I live nearby just to be able to accompany him often. I have to go to the mountains to see him once a week, no, I am going today too."

Uncle Wang held up a small bag that was so faded that it couldn't be seen, his eyes were narrowed, as if he was missing something.

"I thought, if I didn't go to see him, and the mountain was deserted, would he be lonely if he was alone?" He touched the bag, as if he treasured the contents.Smiling apologetically at He Tiao.

"I'll just go to see him today, bring some things there, and not disturb you and Xiao Lin's work, do you think so? I promise I won't disturb you! Just go and see for a while, will it be done in a while?"

Looking at the old man in front of him who was smiling cautiously at him, even with a hint of flattery, He twitched his heart for no reason.But he couldn't show anything, he could only forcefully return a smile.

He Tun felt that this must be the ugliest smile he ever had.Seeing an old man bowing his knees to himself for the sake of his dead son, he couldn't really smile, nor could he pretend.

"Uncle Wang! What are you talking about? How can you disturb my work with Lin Shen? You don't know how much help you usually do! How about this, if you want to go up the mountain, I will accompany you, and the two of you will be safer .”

As he spoke, he didn't wait for Uncle Wang to reply, and walked forward as soon as he supported the old farmer.

"Go early and come back early, let's go together!"

"Hey, don't help, don't help, it's not like I can't walk." Uncle Wang smiled and followed He Tiao into the mountain.

On the way up the mountain together, they passed the turning point of the mountain road again. He Tun once saw flowers placed in mourning there. Now, the vases placed there are still there, but after the rain a few days ago, the flowers The children were all wilted, yellowed and drowned, and the water in the vase was overflowing and muddy.

Uncle Wang stopped suddenly, walked to the vase, carefully took out the remaining flowers inside, put them on the ground beside him, poured out the water in the vase, and washed it in the nearby puddle.After doing all this, he looked at the empty vase and felt a little melancholy again.

At this time, a bouquet of flowers was handed over from the side.When Uncle Wang looked up, he saw a bright smile on He Tun's face.

"Although it's just a wild flower on the mountain, it's also very beautiful." What he held in his hand was a cluster of unknown yellow flowers.

In this season, they bloom all over the mountains and plains, and sometimes it will be crushed if you accidentally step on it, but it will stand upright again after a while.Looking at the empty vase in front of him, He satirized that the vitality of this wild flower was stronger than that of a human.At least it is all the time, no longer exhausting its energy for its own survival.

Uncle Wang took it, carefully put the ordinary roadside wildflowers into a vase, carefully arranged it, and finally put the vase back in its original place neatly, and bowed a few times.

He sat on the side and asked: "Uncle Wang, do you know the person who paid homage here?"

"It's not counted as an acquaintance, but I have met several times in the past few years."

Uncle Wang stood back and sighed: "This flower is for a girl. I heard that she used to be a student of a famous university, but she couldn't bear the pressure and committed suicide at a young age. Her parents often came to see her. At that time, every time I came here, I cried and dazzled my eyes. Later, I heard that it would be better if I had another child, but what is gone is gone, how can I make up for it?"

Uncle Wang sighed.

"They all share the same fate."

He Xi heard from Lin Shen that these vases and similar items that can be seen occasionally in the mountains are used by the living to pay homage to the dead.But he didn't expect at that time that behind every seemingly ordinary sacrifice, there was a story full of tears, which made people sigh.

Isn't this green lake forest full of tears?

Uncle Wang took out an apple from his bag and placed it beside the vase, then left.He Tun followed him and continued into the mountains until they reached their destination.

This is the tomb of Uncle Wang's son. If it is a tomb, it is just a clothes tomb.Because it was the rainy season at that time, his son hadn't been out since he entered the mountain.It was not until two weeks later that his underwear was dug out under a collapsed cliff.Just use this little clothes to make a green mound.

He satirizes Uncle Wang to sweep away the fallen leaves beside the grave and clean it up.Uncle Wang took out his treasured items one by one from the small bag, several apples, some rice dumplings, and a pack of cigarettes, and even carefully brought a lighter.

"Ah Xi, you have to eat the rice dumplings newly made by your mother this year. Don't be reluctant to eat them, I brought too many."

"Also, is the paper money I burned for you last time enough? If it's not enough, I'll entrust my parents with a dream at night and burn some more for you."

"Down here, don't treat yourself badly, live a good life, your parents can still afford you."

"Wait for us to find you together after a hundred years, Ah Xi, wait for Mom and Dad, ah."

Seeing the old farmer talking about these things in front of the grave, He Xi couldn't tell what it was like.Out of sight, he simply turned his head to look elsewhere.

Looking at it, he felt that there seemed to be something hiding in the shade of the tree.I rubbed my eyes again, opened my eyes and looked, there was nothing!Only withered grass leaves dangled.

He satirized wryly that he was too sensitive, and walked towards Uncle Wang.

"Uncle Wang, be careful when going down the mountain, don't..."

"Hey! Slow down, Xiaohe! Stand to the left, yes, yes, that's right, you were blocking the way just now."

"road?"

"Yes, yes, that direction is the way of the underworld. The words spoken by the living are transmitted to the underworld through this way, so that the dead can know. This way, the people below will know when who came to see you and what you gave. As long as Knowing that there are still people thinking about him, he can always remember the things in his life."

Seeing that what Uncle Wang said was true, He Tiao could hardly help laughing.However, remembering that this was the only consolation for an old man, his smile disappeared with the wind before showing half of it.

"If the dead really have feelings, the first thing I have to do is to take out all these death-seeking guys and beat them up."

"Ah, what, Xiao He, what did you just say?"

Fortunately for Uncle Wang's bad ears, He laughed harmlessly and said, "No, I just thought that after they died, there were people down there who would always remember them, and they lived a really good life."

"They can't live a good life while they're alive, so of course we have to let them live a better life after death." Uncle Wang took it for granted.

He Tun used to be dubious about these ghosts and gods, but for some reason, he didn't believe it at all today.If there are really ghosts in this world, can they enjoy the blessings down there with peace of mind, and watch their relatives live a life that would be worse than death?

If there is, it is also a fierce ghost, an evil ghost, and I wish it could be wiped out!

But ghosts and gods, these shadowless things, don't think about it for now.All He could think about was that black shadow, and thought, if that guy is really a ghost, then he must also be a vile ghost, a heartless ghost!

After the time passed in the evening, Uncle Wang finished a long sentence about telling the son of the underground dead ghost, and only walked down the mountain after repeated exhortations by He Tiao.He Tun originally planned to go back home immediately, but unexpectedly, he stood still at the same spot, but walked towards the shade of the tree.

One step, two steps, approaching.

Impressively, he saw a few inconspicuous footprints under the shade of the tree.The footprints are very deep, it seems that someone has been spying here for a long time.

He satirized with a sneer, sure enough, it wasn't that he was sensitive, there were really people hiding around and watching him at that time.If it wasn't for the presence of Uncle Wang, He Xi would have rushed over to see what happened.But he didn't want to involve irrelevant people, so he endured it until now.

This unknown black figure, from the deep forest to the wooden house, reappeared here, seeming to be watching him and haunting him all the time.All the time, no longer chasing after him.

snort!He wants to see what kind of abilities this ghost can have, can he go against the sky?

He Tun really planned to go back this time, but after walking a few steps, he turned around again, took a zongzi from the basin where Uncle Wang mourned his son, and shook it to play.

At the same time, he was still humming small words.

"Lin Ya, Lin Papi, I'll give you an extra meal tonight, hey, an extra meal!"