After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

Lu Xingxing never knew that being quiet was such a difficult thing to bear.

He sat in the middle of the living room of the small wooden building, and according to the appearance of Yan Shixun in his memory, he took the long wooden pole he found in the room as a weapon.

But he clenched the wooden pole tightly so that the whiteness of his knuckles still betrayed his panic hidden under the forced calm.

Lu Xingxing used to watch Yan Shixun from the sidelines, and felt that those things were just easy to do, and he was so proficient that he couldn't be more natural.

Until now, there is no one in front of him to help him hold the blue sky, but let him be the support and protect everyone. Only then did he know how difficult it is to be able to achieve the level of Yan Shixun he saw in the past one thing.

When you see the front, you can't pay attention to the back. If you focus too much on your vision, you can't hear the sound in your ears. Every sound caused by the wind blowing in will make your heart be nervous and beating wildly...

Lu Xingxing was almost like a mental patient, he immediately panicked at the slightest disturbance.But when there was no sound, it made him even more frightened, and every few seconds he would jerk his head and look behind him nervously.

It was as if there was something hiding behind him, as long as he looked back immediately while the thing was not paying attention, he would be able to make that thing appear in his sight without being able to avoid it.

Lu Xingxing's muscles were tense, and his nerves were also tense, for fear that he would miss the danger because of his carelessness.

And the people upstairs were also worried, not daring to calm down a bit.

If Yan Shixun was here, even though everyone was afraid, they would still feel at ease, and would not have the feeling of hanging in the air like they are now so empty that they can't step on the ground.

But now it is Lu Xingxing who is in charge of protecting them...

It's not that everyone has any opinion on Lu Xingxing, it's just... In their impression, the label on Lu Xingxing is still "genius independent musician Lu Xingxing", not "Haiyunguan is very powerful and can protect other people." People's Taoist road to the stars".

Everyone can't help but feel a little worried, what should they do if there is really danger?If there are ghosts who want to rush into the small wooden building, or crawl in through the gaps, can Lu Xingxing really protect them?

Zhang Wubing adapted well to this.

He doesn't trust Lu Xingxing's ability, but he trusts Brother Yan and Ye Li.

Brother Yan will not entrust their lives to unreliable people at will.

Besides, isn't Lu Xingxing brother Yan's nephew?

Because Zhang Wubing encounters ghosts all the year round, the Zhang family has a good relationship with temples and Taoist temples everywhere. As long as there are famous masters in the country, the Zhang family knows the contact information.

Thanks to this, after Zhang Wubing learned about the relationship between Lay Chengyun and the old Taoist priest from Yan Shixun, he also inquired about the situation of the old Taoist priest.

When reading the materials, Zhang Wubing didn't realize that he forgot to close his mouth until he finished reading, and his saliva dripped down.

——In this vein, everyone is a top figure!

Needless to say, the old Taoist priest and Chengyun Layman, Daoist Song is also the leader of this generation. As for his brother Yan... his brother Yan is simply a blow to reduce dimensionality. Compared with other Taoist priests here, it is equivalent to a giant walking on foot. Like dead ants, too bullying other Taoist priests.

Among the big bosses, only Lu Xingcai is out of place.

However, if you take Lu Xingxing out and compare it with other Taoist priests of the same age, you can see that Lu Xingxing's talent is actually considered excellent.

He's like the brightest but mischievous student in the class, who plays like crazy while everyone else is working hard.But even so, he can easily pass every exam.

Once he really settled down to what he wanted to learn, he would make rapid progress.

——This time Song Yichang was a little angry when Lu Xingxing mistakenly thought he was dead and cried loudly, so he asked Lu Xingxing to recite the book even when he came to Changshou Village, and ordered him not to go back to Haiyun Temple if he couldn't recite it up.

And Lu Xingxing was pushed to the limit, and he could not recite the spells that he could not recite before, but he also recited them at sevens and eights along the way.

Even just now, Zhang Wubing saw with his own eyes that Lu Xingxing was learning and selling, and while flipping through the senior Daoist's handbook, he showed it to Nan Tian, ​​he stumbled, but it really worked.

Zhang Wubing, who has been imperceptibly raised by Yan Shixun's extraordinary talent all the year round and raised his evaluation standards, couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

In fact, huskies can occasionally have the same deterrent power as wolves.

——Although Lu Xingxing is often handsome, it only takes three seconds.

Hearing Zhang Wubing's good words for Lu Xingxing, everyone also hesitated.

"Anyway, there is no other candidate now."

Zhang Wubing spread his hands innocently, and said: "As long as Brother Yan comes back, it should be fine."

An Nanyuan hesitated for a moment, but thought that Lu Xingxing and himself were brothers who had died. When he left the original agency, Lu Xingxing publicly expressed his support for him. Lu Xingxing treated him like this, and he still doubted Lu Xingxing, right? a bit too much...

"Director Zhang is right."

After the inner battle between heaven and man, An Nanyuan nodded and said, "If it weren't for the stars, we wouldn't have discovered what happened under the bed just now. If we really fell asleep so defenselessly, I'm afraid the whole army would have been wiped out."

Reminded by An Nanyuan, everyone also looked at the bed that was turned upside down in the room.

The bed board on the back was facing everyone, and it was as lifelike as a chrysanthemum pattern, even in the dark, there was a strange brilliance faintly flowing.

Among them, there was even a little bright yellow flower stamens blooming on the back panel of a bed, but after being discovered in time, it had already been burned to ashes.

The crowd shuddered.

This also convinced them that they regained their confidence in getting out of danger, and their mental state was much better than before.

Seeing this, An Nanyuan also smiled lightly.

He also knows that Lu Xingxing has many minor problems, but as a friend of Lu Xingxing, who is treated with sincerity by Lu Xingxing, he still sincerely hopes that other people will agree with Lu Xingxing.

but……

Thinking of the figure he saw when he heard the voice and opened the door just now, An Nanyuan was full of doubts again.

He felt like he should have met that person, and it seemed like it had been a while.

But his brain seemed to have his own consciousness, and took the initiative to mosaic all the information points and appearance about that person, and even his memory was also blurred.

It's like... It's the desire to survive that comes from the depths of the soul, and only by forgetting that person can he survive.

Although Zhao Zhen shared the notebook he found with everyone just now, explaining that in this village, memory will be affected and many things will be forgotten.

But An Nanyuan didn't feel that that person was also forgotten by him because of this.

What's more, that kind of momentum, and that person's indifferent glance when he raised his eyes...

It was chilling to the core.

With such doubts in mind, An Nanyuan went downstairs to find Lu Xingxing, curious to ask.

Lu Xingxing was terrified, and when he heard the creaking sound of the wooden stairs, he took off from the sofa in fright, and wanted to beat him with a stick in his hand.

——Then An Nanyuan snatched the stick easily.

The two looked at each other and looked at each other.

An Nanyuan: "..."

He was speechless and disgusted, and quickly put the stick back into Lu Xingxing's hand.

An Nanyuan suddenly wanted to take back the good words he had just said for Lu Xingxing.

This guy is really handsome, but three seconds, two seconds, no more!

"Looking at you holding a stick, I thought you could really hit like Brother Yan."

An Nanyuan said disgustedly: "I can disarm you even if I am a dancer. If you really face ghosts, what will you do?"

Lu Xingxing rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and defended himself with guilt and reluctance: "Not everyone in the Taoist school is a martial arts school, and there are monks in the temple. How come I have to be omnipotent?" ?”

"... Then I don't see which subject you specialize in."

An Nanyuan's eyes were dead: "A person like Brother Yan is called Almighty, and someone like you is considered incompetent."

Lu Xingxing: "...Brother, these words are too heartbreaking."

However, Lu Xingxing doesn't have many other advantages, the most important thing is that he has self-knowledge, so he quickly changed the subject, and he is not allowed to continue to compare with Yan Shixun and lose face.

"What did you run down for?"

Lu Xingxing said contemptuously: "Could it be to humiliate me on purpose?"

An Nanyuan: "...Xing Xing, you are actually a husky born in the wrong place, right?"

What's the difference from being accidentally stepped on by someone's tail when passing by, and thinking that person is a husky who came here to step on his tail?

After hearing An Nanyuan talk about Ye Li, Lu Xingxing touched his chin, and waved his hand casually: "Hey, you said Master Aunt."

An Nanyuan: "...?"

He had no choice but to think that Yan Shixun was Lu Xingxing's uncle, so Auntie... Is Brother Yan dating that person!

An Nanyuan's eyes were terrified, no matter how carefully he thought about it, he didn't feel that the Yan Shixun he knew was a character capable of falling in love.

Still such a terrifying person!

"That person, and Brother Yan?"

An Nanyuan couldn't hold back, and questioned: "What's his background? It's too scary to look at, can Brother Yan really accept him?"

An Nanyuan still has lingering fears at that glance that was accidentally glanced over.

In fact, Lu Xingxing didn't know what was going on between Ye Li and Yan Shixun at first, and he called Ye Li his aunt because when he was in the Jing Mansion, Ye Li and Yan Shixun pretended to be Jing's couple. A habit that continues.

However, An Nanyuan's tone of questioning the authenticity immediately ignited Lu Xingxing's bad temper.

Lu Xingxing said dissatisfied: "What do you mean? That's my uncle! My uncle of Lu Xingxing, it's no problem to match a fairy, even a god, what's the matter, my uncle wants to be with whoever he wants to be with ,none of your business!"

"Besides, isn't my teacher and aunt so strong?"

Thinking about the power that Ye Li lent him, Lu Xingxing felt happy and scared at the same time. He was even more in awe and fear of Ye Li, and did not dare to disobey Ye Li at all.

"I really said it, my uncle and aunt, that is a match made in heaven, a perfect marriage like no other in a million!"

Lu Xingxing's words are firm and powerful, and they are resounding.

Even An Nanyuan was shaken in place.

In the next room, Zhao Zhen, who was lying under the bed with Song Ci, couldn't help turning his head to look into the living room.

Ah... So the person who has been by Brother Yan's side is Brother Yan's other half?

Zhao Zhen secretly remembered this incident, and planned to treat that person with the same respect as Brother Yan from now on.

"What's the matter? Do you have a problem?"

After finishing speaking, Lu Xingxing cast a provocative glance at An Nanyuan.

An Nanyuan: "...don't dare."

really dare not.

Even if he thought about that look in his mind for a while, An Nanyuan could feel the fear originating from his soul, so how could he dare to have any opinion on that person?

What's more, if this was Yan Shixun's choice, with An Nanyuan's trust and fanaticism in treating Yan Shixun as his idol, he would only raise his hands high and say that what Brother Yan said was really good to Brother Yan, how could he raise any objections Opinion?

Contrary to what Lu Xingxing thought, An Nanyuan seemed to be a loyal fan who accidentally caught a glimpse of an idol's love affair. He was full of excitement and enthusiasm and didn't know how to vent it, which made him blush.

After you go back, you must send a message to bless Brother Yan!Let Yan Ge feel the support and blessings of fans.

An Nanyuan twisted his body like ADHD, thinking excitedly.

However, with An Nanyuan around, Lu Xingxing felt more at ease.

He strongly asked An Nanyuan to sit behind him, back to back with him.

In this way, he doesn't have to worry about monsters attacking him from behind.

"If only people could have two eyes in the back of the head."

Lu Xingxing sighed: "I suspect that Brother Yan has eyes in the back of his head, otherwise how could he know what's behind him, why can't I do it?"

An Nanyuan: "...Fortunately, Brother Yan is not here, otherwise you would be waiting to be beaten, Xing Xing."

Because the small wooden building was quiet, the people upstairs could also hear the voices from downstairs.

Everyone looked at each other.

After a long time, someone hesitated and said, "Brother Yan...are you in love?"

Bai Shuang said blankly: "Huh? I really didn't see it."

Seeing Brother Yan's usual calmness, he doesn't look like he's addicted to love, does he?

Zhang Wubing covered his heart sadly, he felt that he was not Dad's favorite cub anymore!

Brother Yan didn't tell him such an important matter?Does Jing Xiaobao know?

Sure enough, since Jing Xiaobao followed Brother Yan, he felt a sense of crisis, and felt that Jing Xiaobao seriously threatened his position in Brother Yan's heart.

But he didn't expect that this day would come so soon!

Although, although he doesn't really want to have multiple mothers, if this will win Brother Yan back, he is not impossible.

Zhang Wubing: "QAQ."

He secretly decided in his heart that when Brother Yan came back, he must perform well in front of Brother Yan and regain the one-step ahead of Jing Xiaobao!

Everyone had a good discussion about this, and the originally tense nerves gradually relaxed.

However, when a person is in a completely dark environment, and the time is gradually slipping towards the resting time on weekdays, the body will naturally recall the instinct of resting and gradually become sleepy.

Even though everyone forcefully opened their eyes and shook their heads to cheer themselves up, they still yawned unavoidably, sleepiness swept over their bodies, and their brains became sluggish.

Just when everyone was relaxing, the patterns carved on the wooden boards slowly rotated and bloomed on the wooden boards at an extremely slow and imperceptible speed, as if they had been secretly watching everyone.

In the pattern, the slender petals tremble slightly, like fresh flowers that are gradually opening in the wind and still have dewdrops.

Then, the power that had been accumulating silently before suddenly exploded in an instant!

In the whole small wooden building, the patterns carved on all the wooden boards are all opened at the same time.

white, yellow.

Competing to let go.

Clusters of chrysanthemums covered the wooden boards below, and the whole small building turned into a sea of ​​flowers before everyone could react.

It was Zhao Zhen who first discovered this.

He was worried that something would happen to Song Ci again, so he kept staring at Song Ci and the cluster of gorgeous chrysanthemums above his head.

The coolness coming from under his body also kept Zhao Zhen awake.

Therefore, when Song Ci's rosy face, which had already returned to normal temperature, suddenly began to turn gray in a blink of an eye, and the temperature dropped sharply, Zhao Zhen immediately noticed something was wrong.

"Lu Xingxing!"

Zhao Zhen roared: "Flower, flower!"

Lu Xingxing got up immediately with a jolt.

But before he ran to the room where Zhao Zhen was, he suddenly discovered that as far as he could see, gorgeous chrysanthemums were slowly blooming on all the patterns.

The flower buds popped out from the middle of the pattern and shook their heads, and immediately grew from the bright yellow small flower buds in the breath, and the petals slowly stretched out, turning into a beautiful and enchanting beauty as seen before.

And upstairs, there was a sudden exclamation of panic.

"Flower! It's blooming!"

"How can wood bloom! What are these things! Brother Yan, Brother Yan!!"

Lu Xingxing's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately realized something was wrong.

He didn't care about Zhao Zhen for a while, and quickly recited the spell in a low voice, quickly drawing out the power that Ye Li lent him, and followed the steps taught to him by Song Yichang, and his voice gradually changed from stumbling to smooth.

Black mist overflowed from around Lu Xingxing, and swept the entire small wooden building in an instant.

The giant beast slowly stepped out of the mist, its sharp claws leaving deep scratches on the floor.

It lowered its huge body, like a prelude to an attack, with a deep rumbling sound from its throat, deterring the enemy.

Majesty cannot be offended.

And through the window next to it, Lu Xingxing could see, in the darkness outside the small wooden building, figures swaying, and the outlines of rotting corpses looming.

Only the densely packed red eyes floating in the darkness stared fixedly at the small wooden building.

Lu Xingxing's heart seemed to have fallen into a cliff, and he was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

In the river outside the small building, the yellow and white petals covered the entire river again at some point.

Carrion corpses rose from the bottom of the river one after another, and slowly and stiffly climbed up the river bank with the splash of water and the sound of water ticking.

The damp and rancid smell filled the whole village.

The rotting corpse's originally empty and stiff eyeballs were now filled with remorse and resentment.

They looked at the small wooden building close at hand with envious eyes, and the faint smell of strangers made their resentment even stronger.

Why, why are you still alive, but I am already like this?Why don't you die like me?Why did I become like this?

If... I drag you into the hell of death, will I be saved?

The red eyes were full of resentment, and he approached the small wooden building step by step.

Carrion corpses surrounded the small wooden building airtightly.

The rotten stench blows into the small wooden building through the gaps in the doors and windows, and even people with insensitive noses are almost overwhelmed by the stench that soars to the sky.

Some even looked at the clusters of chrysanthemums everywhere in horror, and at the same time couldn't restrain their tumbling stomachs, making a retching sound.

Someone pushed aside the people next to him and rushed to the corner to vomit, and the sour smell immediately permeated the air.

Everyone was affected by the fear and disgust of others, and the atmosphere in the small wooden building was tense and gloomy.

And where Lu Xingxing couldn't see, under the elevated floor of the small wooden building, golden roots penetrated the floor all the way down, and got deep into the soil.

The chrysanthemum pattern under the floor did not bloom like the chrysanthemums in the small wooden building, but...

A human face was revealed.

Pale human faces wailing silently were crowded and clustered all over the back of the floor.

Their faces were in pain, and their mouths were opened to the extreme, as if they were asking for help in pain.

However, no one could hear their cries for help, and no one could come to their aid.

All the benefits that have been claimed have become cause and effect, and they are backlashing themselves.

And there were more rotting corpses, but they walked straight through the path between the two small wooden buildings by the river and walked directly into the village.

The chrysanthemum bushes blooming in the open space of the village sway gently with the mountain wind, as if whispering.

Candles have been lit in the old man's house.

The white candle stood in front of the empty wall, dancing wildly with the wind, projecting the figure of the old man on the wall, elongated and twisted, like a demon.

The old man sat peacefully in the room, the beating fire from the stove in front of him reflected on his face.

In the half-light and half-darkness, that originally kind face looked ferocious and frightening.

And on the low table in front of him, there was a plate of steaming meat.

The overripe meat exudes a strong aroma, which attracts people's appetite, and it is extremely attractive in the steam.

However, in the hot white smoke, a round thing suddenly fell out of that big piece of meat.

It seemed that the overcooked muscles could no longer hold the contents inside, so they broke away from where they should have been.

Only empty holes remain.

The thing fell off the plate and rolled along the floor all the way to the stove before stopping.

The old man bent down and picked up the bead without any distaste for being dirty.

Between the fingers, the black dotted with white on the bead is clearly visible.

It's just like……

human eyeball.

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, he threw the beads into his mouth, his powerful teeth creaked, and the boiling hot slurry exploded in his mouth.

The original rustling sound outside the door suddenly stopped as if it was frightened.

The only sound left in the air was the crackling of the fire.

The old man glanced contemptuously at the darkness outside the window, showing no fear.

"I can't help you when I'm alive, so what can I do when I'm dead? Waste."

He snorted coldly, then stretched out his greasy hands, grabbed the bones piled up at his feet, and threw them into the stove in front of him.

Instantly the flames rose.

And on the plate, a face was loosely spread out, and the outline of the previous face was still maintained in the heat.

Outside the old man's small wooden building, the rotting corpse staring at the bright window in resentment, seemed to be afraid of something, and retreated timidly.

In Changshou Village, the doors of every household are closed, only the bright firelight shines through the windows, reflecting the chrysanthemum bushes outside more vividly.

At the same time, the figures of the old people in front of the fire were also stretched out, not resembling human figures.

The sound of crackling firewood rang out, and the rich smell of meat wafted out along the crack of the door, whetting one's appetite.

But the rotting corpses scattered outside the small buildings retreated in horror.

……

After Yan Shixun carried Nan Tian back to the room, he immediately asked Nan Tian everything he knew by writing on each other's palms.

As Nan Tian said, he didn't know how he got here.

When the program group was resting in the small wooden building, Nan Tian felt an unprecedented fatigue from the beginning of dark.

It's like every muscle and every cell in the body is clamoring for a rest, even the soul refuses to move.

Nan Tian has also participated in a marathon, and also climbed a famous steep mountain in China when he participated in a variety show before. Under the sky-high clouds, he pulled the chain tightly on the mountain wall. With every step he moved, there was an abyss behind him. die.

He has experienced the exhaustion of exhausting all his energy, and he will fall asleep the moment he touches the bed.

But even so, Nan Tian still has lingering fears about the sleepiness after dark.

It was like a dream from which he could not wake up, as if the dream was real, but the reality he saw after opening his eyes was a false dream.

Unable to resist the call of sleep, Nan Tian completely let go of all vigilance and fell into a deep sleep after being awakened several times by others.

Nan Tian once again dreamed of the nightmare that has haunted him since childhood.

But this time, the nightmare that has always been the same has changed.

Nan Tian felt as if he was suspended in the midair of a dream, watching his young self walking on the small road in the village, and an old figure with a slightly hunched waist was walking beside him, holding his hand tightly. .

'We are going to live in the city every day, are you happy? '

The voice rang in Nan Tian's ears, with the kindness and oldness that he was familiar with.

Nan Tian's eyes widened little by little, he turned his head in a daze, and turned his gaze to the side from himself.

Then he saw a face he had missed for decades but never saw again.

It's his grandma.

For some reason, after Nan Tian was sent back to the city by his grandmother, he never appeared in his life again.

At that time, he was young, crying and calling to find his grandmother. He was not close to his parents who had not been around since he was a child, and he didn't like the toys and snacks his parents bought to amuse him.

He just wants to go back to the village, grow vegetables with his grandma, run around the fields naughtily while grandma is doing farm work, play tricks on grandma, and then give grandma a light beating on his back, giggling to find The little friends went to the mountains to pick fruits and went down the river to fish.

Life in the city is too boring, Xiao Nantian misses his little friends in the village very much.

After several times of crying, the mother lost her patience, cried and shouted to Xiao Nantian, "They are all dead!"died!You can't find them when you go back, if it weren't for your grandma, you would have died there too! '

Xiao Nantian doesn't know what death is.

But he heard from his friends that on the mountain, there were people who were hanged to death, and there were also people who hit a rock and broke their heads.

In that year, many faces familiar to Xiao Nantian in the village never appeared again.

Xiao Nantian also asked his little friend what death is. After thinking about it, the little friend twisted his head off his neck, and said in a childish voice: "It's like this, it's death." '

At that time, he was stunned.

But it's not that I'm afraid, but that I feel so cool and powerful that I can't take my head off my neck.

The friends are also very proud.

But Grandma quickly found her, and took Xiao Nantian home despite her pleas.

Grandma told him that that little friend was abnormal since he was born, and now Da Dao came to pursue the karma owed by his life, so that little friend died under the karma.

'His grandmother sent the first six baby girls to the mountains in order to have a grandson. '

Grandma sneered, with Xiao Nantian's never-before-seen coldness in her eyes: "His life is based on six sisters and a mother, how could he escape the trial of Lord Hades. '

'In the year of the ghost, the ghost gate opens, the ghost king parades, judges sins, and the perpetrators... die. '

Xiao Nantian vaguely remembered what the grandmother said at that time, so when his mother was crying and shaking, he was just a little bit ignorant and regretted that he couldn't have the cool skill of taking his head off his neck.

That night, when Xiao Nantian went out to drink water, he heard his father's sobs comforting his mother.

My father said that grandma is dead and cannot be brought back to life, but Nantian is still there, and life will continue.

My father said, don't go back again, and grandma doesn't want us to go back either. She sent Nantian out to keep our family away from danger and live in peace.

Xiao Nantian doesn't understand the sadness of death.

But later, Nan Tian, ​​who grew up gradually, began to understand death.

He would never see his grandma smiling at him again. His grandma turned into a cold corpse, buried in the dark and damp ground, eaten by insects and ants, and gradually rotted.

However, there has never been a portrait of grandma in the family, and they do not see their parents worshiping grandma during festivals. They have no deep taboo about grandma's death.

Even if Nan Tian asked where Grandma was buried and wanted to visit Grandma's grave, only the tears and sighs of his parents greeted him.

And in the past few decades, Nan Tian has never dreamed of grandma once.

It's been so long that he has forgotten Grandma's voice and smile.

Sometimes, he would even wonder, did he really have a grandma?Or is it all just a childhood fantasy?

Until now, Nan Tian saw Grandma's face again in this lucid dream.

At that moment, the dusty memory was awakened, and the face from long ago overlapped with the face in front of him, becoming alive again.

Grandma bent down and explained to Xiao Nantian who was unhappy: "Because the neighbors did something wrong and caused consequences. If no one takes care of it, not only our village, but also the entire village near Nanming Mountain , will be affected. '

'Everyone will die, and the meat animals that are used as sacrifices are placed in front of the altar, and the gods are invited to come down. '

'At that time, the disaster will no longer be irreversible, and no one can save the world. '

'Grandma is a member of this village, and she is also a goddess in the village... All these disasters will become grandma's sins, and even grandma can't forgive herself.So, every day. '

Grandma smiled kindly, looking at the young Nan Tian: "If Grandma dies, she will die in her own dojo, and she cannot back down. '

'Grandma is going into the mountain, the only thing I am worried about is you, every day...after leaving the mountain, never come back, never get close to Nanming Mountain. '

'Remember. '

Xiao Nantian took her grandmother's hand and walked to the three-way intersection in the village.

He couldn't understand what grandma was saying, but looked up at grandma in doubt.

But Nan Tian, ​​who had been on the sidelines, finally recalled the memories he had forgotten long ago because of this dream.

He could no longer bear the longing and doubts in his heart, he took a few steps forward unconsciously, and shouted emotionally: "Grandma!"

At that moment, the grandma, who was bent over and smiling kindly, was serious for a moment, but when she looked up and saw Nan Tian, ​​her eyes became astonished.

"you……"

Grandma patted Nan Tian on the back who was walking quickly, and pushed him to the three-way intersection ahead: "Go!"

Nan Tian was stunned, not knowing what happened.

But Grandma's hands were so strong that he staggered a few steps and rushed towards the three-way intersection.

He felt his body fall weightlessly, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Grandma.

However, he was horrified to find that right behind Grandma, figures like black mist were standing in the village, with only empty black holes left in his eyes and mouth, but they followed Grandma silently and stared at him, opening their mouths as if they wanted to say What, the arm wrapped in black mist also lifted up and pointed at him, as if wanting to keep him.

But the grandma who stood in front of the three-way intersection kept everything behind her, and would never let those shadows step out of the village.

Her hunchbacked figure in the past now looked so tall.

And the southern sky fell more and more.

It's like a dream has fallen into reality, about to wake up from deep consciousness.

"Grandma!"

Nan Tian was sweating profusely, and suddenly turned over and sat up after being awakened by the nightmare.

But when he panted heavily and looked around in panic, his grandma was no longer there.

And he also discovered that the scene around him... was not right.

He was actually lying in a large field of chrysanthemums, the white and yellow met, making Nan Tian suddenly think that he saw the farewell hall of the funeral parlor, and he was lying among the flowers after death...

Before Nan Tian could finish his wild thoughts, a shirtless man appeared in front of him with a smile.

The man seemed to pass by by chance. He was very surprised when he saw Nantian, and then said that he was a villager nearby, and he could let Nantian live in the village first, and then send Nantian out tomorrow.

After listening to Nan Tian's narration, Yan Shixun stretched his hand down, pointed to the ground, and motioned to Nan Tian: Is it Liu Ming?

Nan Tian nodded.

Yan Shixun frowned a little bit.

The way he reached the village through the upstream of the river was already strange enough, but unexpectedly, the way Nan Tian got here was even stranger than himself.

If there is anything in common, it is only chrysanthemums.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the chrysanthemums blooming along the river bank, and Nan Tian even slept among the chrysanthemums.

However, according to Nan Tian's narrative, Grandma Nan is absolutely inseparable from his coming here.

But, why would a grandmother who loves her own child send Nan Tian to such a strange place?

It should be sent to a safe place.

In other words, Grandma Nan couldn't do more after her death, and it was her limit to be able to send Nantian to the upstream Changshou Village.

Or, Grandma Nan thinks, there is still life hidden in such a place?

Yan Shixun was full of doubts, and looked out of the window at the mostly desolate Changshou Village under the bright sunshine.

Nanming Mountain...

He meditated in his heart.