sunk in yesterday

The road leading to Tuping Village was paved. As Liu Qianyu said, it was like a funeral scene.

Those who had followed Guan Yuzhou firmly just now were not so sure anymore.If there is a crematorium at the end of the road, they don't even need to bury it, and save land.

Walking on ghost paper, I always feel like I am dancing on the grave.Before taking a few steps forward, Meng Tianhua regretted it. He tremblingly wanted to go back, but the way he came was obscured by fog again. No matter how he walked, there were countless white papers rustling under his feet. ring.

"He's really timid." Shen Wei couldn't stand it anymore, and complained to Liu Qianyu.

Liu Qianyu whispered, "Isn't he always like that, he dare not sleep after watching a horror movie."

The whispering between the two did not escape the ears, Meng Tianhua's face turned green and red, but he couldn't refute it.

After walking for most of the day, the big guy was so tired that his back was sore and his legs hurt, and he was screaming with hunger, but he still didn't get out of the fog.

Kong Man turned on the flashlight, secretly looking at the man named Guan Qiang beside him several times, but the man's expression did not change from the beginning to the end, as if he was not at all worried that he would be trapped here forever.Now it has been a long time, and like the others, he couldn't hold back any longer. After thinking about it, he still asked, "Is this road really the right one?"

Guan Qiang ignored him, but the handsome young man on the other side spoke up: "I don't know."

Another wreath appeared in front of the speaking room—this was already the seventh they had encountered.Xia Zhuo reached out and grabbed a white paper flower from above, and stuck it in Liu Zijin's hair.The little boy who had already worn seven flowers looked a little funny, not as scary as when he first met, Xia Zhuo admired his masterpiece, and said with a smile: "Look, at least every wreath is new, which proves that We're not standing still."

It was the first time for Kong Man to see someone so courageous. He couldn't do such a thing without going through hundreds of dreams.He rubbed his prickly beard and suddenly asked, "Are you a couple?"

Xia Zhuo sighed, feeling sad and sad on the spot: "Teacher-student love is forbidden, it's just that I love the teacher unrequitedly."

Kong Man believed it, and nodded casually, as if he didn't care too much: "Oh, that's it."

Xia Zhuo picked up Guan Yuzhou's shirt sleeves, and wiped away tears that didn't exist for herself: "The body is given away, but he doesn't want to take the heart."

Guan Yuzhou: "..."

Kong Man fell into silence for a while, and the way he looked at the man changed again.When he first came in, he thought it was a common attachment relationship, but after seeing that Xia Zhuo seemed capable, he changed his mind that they were a couple working together, but now he didn't expect...that such complicated emotions were involved.

"By the way, young master." After putting the flowers on Liu Zijin, Xia Zhuo's last trace of psychological shadow on him disappeared, "Is everyone in Tuping Village surnamed Liu?" He saw that many villages had the same surname, and the neighbors They are more or less relatives, I don't know if it is the same in this dream.

After the lantern was given out, Liu Zijin had nothing but hanging on his sides.After hearing Xia Zhuo's question, he didn't answer directly, but said another thing: [the family has a wife with the same surname as mine. ]

"Are you married?" For some reason, Xia Zhuo suddenly remembered the cry of last night.

But having said that, the ancients got married quite early. Looking at the young man who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, he might have been a husband by the time he was thirteen or fourteen.

After mentioning his wife, Liu Zijin didn't say anything.Xia Zhuo asked a few more questions, but seeing that his eyes seemed to be a little red, he could only accept it as soon as he saw it.It seems that telling the participants that they have a wife is already the biggest clue. Although I don't know how this will help the plot, it doesn't hurt to remember it first.

After walking an unknown distance, the eighth wreath appeared.After such a long time, everyone's speed became slower and slower, and the sky began to gradually darken again, and it was already evening.

Xia Zhuo stretched out his hand to pick a flower from the wreath as usual, and turned his head to put it on the young man, but when he turned around, there was nothing beside him.He paused and looked around, except for a few of them, Liu Zijin disappeared at some point.The other seven paper flowers fell to the ground and got mixed up with a pile of paper money.

The fog in front gradually dissipated, and the ghost paper under the feet also came to an end, and a winding loess road stretched out.

After walking numbly and mechanically all day, suddenly there was a feeling of seeing the blue sky through the clouds and mist, Liu Qianyu exclaimed in surprise: "We have come out!"

Meng Tianhua glanced around: "Where's that ghost? He's not with us...he's gone!"

Liu Qianyu didn't take it seriously: "Isn't it a good thing he disappeared? It's scary to follow him all the time."

The rain remained in the mist, and now the setting sun was hanging on the horizon, exuding afterglow.Not far away, there are black bricks and blue tiles in a patchwork pattern, and the smoke from the cooking is drifting leisurely to the sky. Under the old tree near the entrance of the village, a rickety old man is sitting on a wicker chair to sit in the sun. Everything looks quiet and beautiful.

"This should be Tuping Village, right? There's an old man over there, let's ask!" Compared with the gloomy inn, this place is simply paradise.Zhao Xiaomeng was also very excited, and pulled Liu Qianyu down the tree. Shen Wei was afraid that the two of them would be in danger, so he trotted to keep up, yelling, "Slow down, slow down! Aunts and grandmas! , Didn’t you all say you’re tired, why are you running so fast now…”

Xia Zhuo squinted her eyes, and suddenly her heart trembled, feeling that the back was very familiar.

Old lady in mourning!

Isn't the figure under that tree the old lady in the dream last night?

As if to confirm his conjecture, the old man who heard Liu Qianyu's voice raised his head, revealing a familiar yet unfamiliar face.

It is indeed the same facial features as the person in the dream, but now that face is filled with a kind smile, which is exactly the same as the intimacy brought by the neighbor's grandma, and there is no gloomy memory at all.As if she was happy to be talked to, she slowly smiled, showing the few remaining teeth.

"Grandma, is this Tuping Village?"

"Ah?" The old lady stretched her neck and moved closer as if she couldn't hear clearly.

Liu Qianyu had to raise her voice: "Let me ask you, is this Tuping Village?"

The old lady nodded her head cheerfully, with an indistinct voice in her throat: "Ah, ah..."

"Looks like she's dumb." Zhao Xiaomeng gave her a hand and lowered her voice.She looked at the old lady's cloudy and white eyes again, and added: "It still looks like a blind person."

"Wooooow... Butterfly, my butterfly..."

At this time, a cry of children attracted their attention.

Accompanied by the melodious jingling of silver locks, a little girl in a goose-yellow emerald smoked sweater wiped her tears under a wall.

She was still holding a kite string in her hand, and the kite tied to the other end was hung on a branch. A few sharp branches pierced the thin layer of paper and firmly nailed the colorful butterfly to the ground. On the treetop, the harder she pulled, the more damaged the butterfly became, and it was about to be scrapped.

"What a beautiful child." Zhao Xiaomeng couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration. Seeing the child crying more and more pitifully, she couldn't help but stepped forward and coaxed: "Sister, there is candy here, can I share one for you?"

The little girl stopped crying, and looked over with a pair of big tear-filled eyes, which made people feel pity.

It can be seen that she should be very popular with the family, at least compared to the Liu Zijin they saw, this girl is wearing a lotus sachet and a pearl hairpin. Although she is young, she has an elegant demeanor, as if walking out of a painting like a little person.

"Who are you?!" Before Zhao Xiaomeng really took out the candy, a man hurried out from the village.

The man was well dressed and about thirty years old. He picked up the little girl and looked at these strangers with a vigilant look. His displeasure was beyond words, "You guys made her cry?! "

"No, no..." No matter how you say it, he is still a man with a big and three rough, Zhao Xiaomeng quickly took a few steps back, and explained while waving: "I think her kite is caught, so let's take a look."

After understanding the reason, the man's face softened a little, and he patted the little girl's back lightly, "Wan'er doesn't cry, isn't it just a paper kite? Go back and Daddy will make you another one."

"Woo..." Wan'er wiped away her tears, hugged the man's neck, and said crisply: "Thank you, Daddy, Wan'er didn't do it on purpose."

"Hahaha, why are you thanking Daddy? Let's go home and let your mother cook the candied lotus root that Wan'er likes." The man tore off the kite string, and gradually walked away with the girl in his arms. Cry that our Wan'er will become a little cat..."

"Why are you so fierce." When one big and one small figure disappeared around the corner, Zhao Xiaomeng stroked his chest with lingering fear, "It was a good intention, but he made it seem like I became a sinner."

"Oh, it's normal." Liu Qianyu came up to comfort her, and said with a smile: "Sister Zhao, don't be angry, let us be worried when we see strangers approaching our children, not to mention that the little girl is so good-looking. Her father It must be because she loves her very much that she will kill you."

This village is not big, but from the outside it seems that there are quite a few villagers coming and going.Each of them carried a big basket and a small basket in their hands, and hung red ribbons on the eaves or wooden frames as if they were holding some event.But all the festive colors were on, but they both had solemn faces and didn't talk to each other, and even their movements seemed to be cautious, as if they were afraid of disturbing anything.

"This village doesn't look right at first glance." Sensing that the atmosphere was a little depressed, Shen Wei immediately went to ask Guan Yuzhou's opinion, "Brother Qiang, should we go in and have a look now?"

Everyone cast fiery gazes, Guan Yuzhou half-closed his eyes at the claim, he looked at the illusory smoke in the chimney, "Come in."

How can the world be safe without a heavy army?After the elder brother said so, Shen Wei suddenly gained confidence and took the lead to walk in.

Xia Zhuo slowly raised his feet after everyone started to move.He gave a shallow "poof", with a smile in the corner of his eyes, obviously holding it back for a while, "Brother Qiang? It turns out that other than me, people would call you that."

Guan Yuzhou's eyes softened, and he stretched out his hand to pinch his face, "Isn't that the reason why you messed up your name?"

"Hahaha, okay." Xia Zhuo hid with a smile, and a dead leaf sounded under her feet.After laughing, he glanced at the old lady who was still basking in the sun on the chair, pursed his lips, and confessed after hesitation: "I also saw her yesterday."

"What?" Guan Yuzhou frowned, seeing Xia Zhuo's hesitation and he didn't know where to start, he knew it in his mind: "Did you see it in a dream?"

"Well... yes." Xia Zhuo walked a few steps towards the village, "She was wearing mourning clothes and said a word."

"What did you say."

"What's good, what's bad... Oh, I can't remember that old saying."

"When misfortune comes, blessings depend on it, and when blessings come, misfortune lies on it?"

"Hey, that's right! It seems to be saying that!" Xia Zhuo nodded repeatedly.

"This sentence means that bad things may lead to good results, and good things may lead to bad results." Guan Yuzhou thought for a while, "It should be a reminder of something."

Xia Zhuo turned her head again, the old lady still had a kind smile on her wrinkled old face.In just ten minutes, the sun was about to be completely covered.But she seemed unable to feel the temperature change, and kept the same posture from beginning to end.

"Forget it, let's go see if there are any clues related to the plot."

Xia Zhuo shook his head and followed Guan Yuzhou into the village.

Behind him, the old lady turned her head slowly, finally facing the direction they left.Her eyes covered with a layer of white mist reflected the fiery red satin color, a gap was opened between her chapped lips, and she whispered like a whisper—"The candle is about to go out, and it's time to go home."

A gust of wind blew by, and the leaves on the trees rattled.

"The light meter is on!" At the same time, someone in the crowd said this, and the participants who were already in the village bowed their heads.

Tips:

1. Day and night alternation

2. Moderate supplies

3. [Announcement after being triggered by any participant]

(The prompt will disappear after 10s)

The dream has officially begun.