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Chapter 2 Seeing the Spirit

"...Well." The boy in the dark seemed shy, lowered his head and didn't like to talk, but replied with no emotion.

"Ah... I have never been to the city. I don't know what it looks like there, whether there are as many stars in the sky, and whether people are as enthusiastic..." Yin Guo was very excited to tell her yearning for a new life to this traveler in the same journey.

The boy also played a loyal listener, standing quietly aside and listening to Yin Guo's chatter, rarely replying to a word or two.

"Why do you want to eat steamed buns if you are hungry? It's so fragrant." Yin Guo took out a dry steamed bun from a bamboo basket.

"No." The boy's voice was still cold.

"Brother, I heard that the clothes worn by the people in the city are very clean. Your clothes are too dirty and will be looked down upon! I have a few spare clothes here, although they are all old and clean. Take them to wear them."

Yin Guo pointed to the young man's dirty T-shirt. Looking in the dark, she looked like the village chief who had just finished repairing the tractor. She was covered in black oil stains. She flipped through the bamboo basket very generously, took out the cleanest piece of clothes, and stuffed them into his arms without saying a word.

"...Thank you." The boy finally said a gentler thing, but did not change his clothes.

"By the way, where are you going after you arrive in the city? If you want to go to Qitan City, we can join us and take care of each other." Yin Guo asked.

"...I don't know, I want to ask someone." The boy's voice was a little soft, but he was still hoarse.

"Ask! I know all the people in Gouxiong Village, but I don't know about other villages." Yin Guo replied.

"Auntie Xiong... Is she okay?" The boy's voice trembled slightly.

"Miss Xiong? She is in good spirits, but she is not in good health. A few years ago, she fell into the mountain and couldn't do heavy work. In the past few years, I have been helping her chop firewood. Although she has a loud voice and is very smart, she always stuffs me a few dollars. A few years ago, her son clamored to go out of the mountain and into the city, but there was no news. Sometimes I see her crying secretly." Yin Guo thought for a while and replied.

"..." The boy was silent again.

Yin Guo wanted to talk to him about something, but saw two dark yellow lights appearing on the winding mountain road in the distance, passing through the mist slightly.

"Look, look, the car is coming! It's so early! The big city! I'm here!" Yin Guo shouted excitedly at the valley, and echoes came.

"..." The boy didn't say anything.

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy? Big city! Oh, I know, it's the first time you left your parents. It's okay. After two years, we will make a name for ourselves and come back to build roads and bridges for everyone! I forgot to tell you that I am a spirit-eliminating master! The master said that spirit-eliminating is very profitable!" Yin Guo continued to excitedly.

"...Brother, I forgot my bag at the pavilion at the foot of the mountain. My feet just twisted..." The boy's voice sounded a little embarrassed.

"Oh... why didn't you say it earlier! It's too late, I'll help you get my luggage. If the car comes, please ask the driver to wait for me!!" Yin Guo didn't say anything, and ran towards the pavilion. He knew that it was more than an hour away from here, and the car probably arrived in half an hour.

"..." The boy finally raised his head, his face covered with mottled blood marks. He watched Yin Guo's back as he was leaving, rushed into the mist, and placed his bamboo basket into the grass behind the station sign.

...

A somewhat worn-out old van parked in front of the stop sign. A fat uncle with a smile on his face looked a little happy when he saw someone under the stop sign, and he was still a half-year-old boy.

"Hey, kid, I'm getting in the car! Going into the city alone?" The fat uncle got out of the car enthusiastically, opened the trunk, and planned to help the boy put his luggage.

"Well..." The boy was still dull and sat in the back seat by himself.

"Hey? Didn't you bring your luggage?" The fat uncle grabbed his head and felt a little disappointed. He sat back in the car, looked around and waited for more than ten minutes. Seeing that no one came over again, he started the car and prepared to leave.

Under the boy's messy long hair, his blood-covered eyes became even redder, and the temperature of the whole car suddenly dropped.

"Wait! Wait! Me! A very long and loud howl came from behind the car.

The fat uncle was shocked. From the rearview mirror, he saw that a young man had two legs faster than the wheel, and his half-length black hair was level with the horizon and was rushing towards the station.

"Wait for me... the driver... I'll go back to get something..." With a creaking sound, Yin Guo's half-old sneakers pulled out a long black mark on the ground, stopped in front of the car, and supported her knees with her hands and gasped heavily.

"...Little guy ran so fast." The fat uncle pulled the corner of his mouth hard.

"Ha... I am famous for running fast in the village, and even the rabbits in the mountains can't run away." Yin Guo gasped for a few breaths and apologized to the boy traveling with him in the back of the car: "I returned to the pavilion and didn't see your bag. Is it delicious? Maybe I was tricked by the bears. Their noses are so good. Let's eat my steamed buns first on the way."

"..." The boy lowered his head again, stretched out his pale fingers, and pointed to the grass behind the station sign.

Yin Guo found his own bamboo basket inside, and the fat driver got out of the car enthusiastically, opened the trunk, and helped put it in.

"Start off! Big city! I'm here!" Yin Guo shouted excitedly and sat in the back of the car.

"Ha, another young boy who knows nothing... The city is full of gold waiting for you to pick it up..." The fat uncle sneered in his heart, but his face was filled with a smile: "I'm hungry after climbing the mountain in the middle of the night. I just bought the buns and pork and green onions on the road, which are hot, taste the skills in the city in advance."

As he said that, he handed over two buns.

"Pig...pork and green onions...then I'll thank you uncle! The money for the buns will be calculated later!" No one in the mountains could refuse pork and green onions. This is the taste of the New Year. I guess those people in the city can eat pork and green onions every meal.

Yin Guo excitedly took it over, stuffing one to the boy in his companion, and picking it up and gnawing it.

"Haha... No, just two buns, don't eat so much, drink some mineral water." The fat uncle looked at Yin Guo who was eating voraciously in the rearview mirror, with a sneer in his eyes.

"Uncle is such a good person. I'll meet noble people when I go out." Yin Guo took the mineral water and irrigated it hard. After running so many roads, she was really thirsty.

"Haha... the good people in the city have long been starved to death..." The fat uncle's voice was as low as if he was talking to himself.

The boy who traveled with him also lowered his head and ate in small mouthfuls, whispering in a hoarse voice: "It still tastes the same."

"Hurry and sleep for a while. There are still three or four hours left in the city. I'm tired after climbing the mountain overnight." The fat uncle patted the broken radio in the car with great force, and noisy music came from it, accompanied by the signals in the mountains.

"I'm not tired! Uncle, this music is too ugly, rustling, rustling, I can't hear a word clearly, so let me sing it." Yin Guo was already energetic, and now she is so excited that she is not sleepy.

"Oh, I can sing, so just sing." The fat uncle smiled and turned off the broken radio.

"Hehe... I can't sing songs, so there is no such condition in the mountains... My master has taught some mantras. Every time he says that I chant scriptures, it's the same as singing a song. I slept when I chant, and he slept when I slept when I slept." Yin Guo was embarrassed to scratch his head, coughed, and looked serious. He spoke with a slogan "The Mantra of Evils to Evils".
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