Gu Zheluo Jiutian

"You, who are you!" A sharp voice jumped into Chu Zhe's ears, he poked his head out from Han Sirin's side, and a young man wearing a strange mask was pointing at Han Sirin excitedly: "You, you s eyes!"

Chu Zhe's heart fluttered, he hurriedly turned Han Sirin around, pressed his shoulder to check his eyes, in a hurry he met a pair of black eyes, yes, they were normal eyes.Han Sirin took Chu Zhe's hand off his shoulder and turned to the man, "My eyes? What's wrong?"

The man with a cold tone trembled, and he touched the back of his head strangely, obviously what he saw just now were a pair of white eyes, which could not belong to human beings at all, why now?Could it be that I was wrong?

Han Sirin stepped forward and leaned slightly towards the man, trying to soften his voice as much as possible: "Little brother, we are travelers who came here to explore, maybe we got lost here because we took a fork in the road, I don't know if it's okay Take a break here and ask for a drink."

The young man tilted his head, looked at Chu Zhe who was standing behind with his head half down, and quickly believed Han Sirin's nonsense, he politely pulled Han Sirin to invite them to his house.Chu Zhe stared at the hand grasping Han Sirin's wrist in disgust, curled his lips, feeling very disturbed.The man introduced himself as A Dan, the son of the village chief. Along the way, Chu Zhe found that not only everything in this dilapidated village was completely new, but also that there were many villagers living here. It was a strange mask, with two horns protruding from the top of the mask, grinning like a western demon, it made Chu Zhe feel a chill.

In front of him was a two-story complex stone building. Chu Zhe was sure that this was the house where the three of them rested that night. Adan pushed the door and went in. Chickens and ducks were circled in a corner of the yard, and there was a stream of livestock excrement. Chu Zhe noticed the hawthorn tree in the corner of the yard sharply, but at this time, there was no fruit on that tree, and it was all bald.

Chu Zhe vigorously twisted his thigh secretly, the pain caused him to let out a soft cry reflexively, Han Sirin looked back at him suspiciously, Chu Zhe quickly adjusted his posture and lowered his head, the tears that were stimulated kept flowing in his eyes spin around.Chu Zhe didn't dare to raise his head, for fear that if Han Sirin saw him doing such a stupid thing, his impression of himself would be even worse in his eyes, even though he felt that in Han Sirin's eyes, he was already an extremely stupid human being.

He just lowered his head and stood in a stalemate with himself for a while, taking advantage of Adan calling Han Sirin, he quickly wiped away the tears on his face, he didn't expect, really didn't expect, this was not a dream!But everything here is too unusual.

The chicken that crowed in the corner stretched its neck and walked steadily on the ground, and a series of three-clawed footprints were reflected on the soft sand.How could the dilapidated houses at that time become what they are now overnight, and the chickens, ducks and hawthorn trees in the courtyard are completely opposite to what they saw that night. If this is the real place now , so the time between the three of them that night was a dream? !It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense at all.

Adan led them into the lobby. A slightly bloated uncle was planning to hang something on the wall with a bamboo pole in his hand. He waved at Han Sirin and the others, and tried his best to hang the painting on tiptoe again. .

"Sir, this painting is colorful, full and rich, who made it?" Chu Zhe praised it pretendingly.

The uncle looked very happy when he heard someone praise his painting. He sat down and picked up the tea bowl on the tea table, lifted the lower half of the mask and took a sip: "Haha, little brother, you have good eyesight. Dan’s grandfather wrote it when he was young, and his grandfather was a traveling poet when he was young, and the more places he went to, the more he would meet, this clumsy writing is a shame.”

"Father!" Adan briefly explained the cause of the matter to the uncle, and the uncle laughed after hearing it: "Okay, it's been a long time since anyone came here, the two brothers will rest in our village tonight." Let’s go tomorrow night.”

Han Sirin followed his words and continued to say a few polite words, "It's just that my house looks quite big, but in fact there are only two rooms on the second floor, so let Adan take you to the vacant tile-roofed house next to it." It will be one night."

Through the mask, Chu Zhe seemed to see something different from there. A Dan who was standing beside him seemed to be about to say something, but was held down by the uncle.

'He's lying, there are more than two rooms on the second floor. "Although Chu Zhe has no right to say that the uncle lied about this matter, maybe they just don't want them to live here. From the perspective of outsiders, it is not easy for the village to accommodate two passing travelers for a night, but From the perspective of a normal person, the village chief’s reaction is too obvious. Why bother to explain that there are only two rooms on the second floor? Wouldn't it be good in other places?

But even though Chu Zhe had thought so much in his mind, he still didn't exchange a word with Han Sirin. He thought that he had to learn to think independently. The person in front of him would leave him in the future. Would he still have to rely on him? what.Adan led them to a low house made of tiles and wood not far from the stone house.

The house has no walls, and there are some pits on the walls. When the door is opened, a damp and rotten smell hits the face. Half of the small space is piled with straw. Adan scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, There are no other vacant houses in the village, so I can only trouble you to stay here for the night."

Chu Zhe smiled faintly, nodded to Adan, and then pretended to hold a bundle of straw and set up a bed for sleeping on the open space at the side. It seemed that this place was a room where straw was piled up, and there was nothing else in it at a glance. The boxy walls don't even have a single window, and with the door closed, there are only sparse holes on the wall that can breathe.

"Thank you," Han Sirin couldn't help softening his brows and eyes when he saw Chu Zhe's movements, "May I ask if you have any happy events here recently?"

Seeing A Dan's puzzled eyes, Han Sirin explained unhurriedly: "Just now on the way here, I saw a happy letter posted on the door of a house and red lanterns in front of several houses."

"Oh, yes! You're talking about Axiu, right?"

The color in Han Sirin's eyes flickered, as if there was a trace of whiteness just now, Adan rubbed his eyes hurriedly, but what he saw was a pair of normal eyes, strange, is there something wrong with his recent eyes?

"Axiu?" Chu Zhe didn't expect that Han Sirin would have a conversation with A'Dan, so that he just wanted to pretend to make the bed, but he didn't expect that he had already made the bed and he still hadn't left.But when he came here, he heard what Han Sirin said. He recalled that he had indeed seen a red lantern in the village just now, but he ignored it for a while, and he didn't expect Han Sirin to observe it so carefully.

"That's right, Axiu from the village, she is going to marry Aqiang tonight, and it's a coincidence that you two catch up, remember to ask for a wedding tonight."

"Okay, I will."

"Do you remember the skeleton lying next to you in the coffin just now?" After Adan left, Han Sirin closed the door, leaned against the wall and winked at Chu Zhe.

Now Han Sirin's eyes have turned back to white, Chu Zhe felt a subtle feeling in his heart, he likes this kind of Han Sirin who doesn't need to pretend in front of him, "What? I don't remember." Chu Zhe was a little confused about Han Sirin's question .

"There was a tombstone next to that grave just now, guess what was written on it?"

Chu Zhe frowned, he didn't understand why Han Sirin suddenly asked him about this: "Does this have anything to do with finding someone?"

"The mother of the tomb of the filial daughter Axiu stood weeping."

Chu Zhe felt that his brain seemed to be thrown into the quagmire and stepped on a few times. He quickly associated the two things together, and then said to Han Sirin with disbelieving eyes: "So, so what do you mean?" The Axiu lying next to me, the Axiu who is getting married tonight?!"

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So, who did you leave and where did you go back,

The familiar pulse beat seems to bring the world back to reality,

Hope never sheltered me,

I never see through you again.

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The work schedule is not normal recently, children's shoes, please be more tolerant!blah blah!