When I woke up the next day, it was already noon. It was pretty good, the sun was shining, and the spring was getting stronger.

The weather has been getting warmer these days. You can feel the temperature changes every day. You can only feel a little cool at night, and the sun has become much warmer during the day.

I slept a little late last night. I said a lot of things before going to bed. As soon as I closed my eyes, I had a series of dreams. I didn’t have a good rest. After I opened my eyes, I felt my head swelling. I rubbed my temples with my hands, which made me much better.

After breakfast, we packed our things and asked the front desk downstairs to check in.

As soon as he left the door, Daya took his luggage and said to me, "Let's go, didn't the restaurant owner call us yesterday? Otherwise, I'd just call the car over. Look at the boss, I guess he won't slander us."

After hearing this, Liu Ye covered her mouth and smiled, but she didn't say anything. She reached out to take out a key from her bag, pressed the remote control with her left hand, and the taillight of a silver-gray off-road vehicle in the parking lot next to the gate flashed.

Daya and I were stunned when we stretched our necks. We really didn't expect Liu Ye to drive over, and the license plate of the car was from Beijing.

Liu Ye waved his hand at us: "What are you looking at? Let's go, get in the car."

Sitting in the car, Daya touched here and looked at the one there. How long the saliva was. Judging from his appearance, I guess the car should be pretty good. I didn't understand the car very well and was not interested, so I just listened to Daya's straightforward words flying beside him.

Only then did I realize that this car has been the goal that Daya has been pursuing for a long time. It is Dongfeng Honda CR-V2.0 urban version, with round and smooth lines, but not domineering. The lines on the upper edge of the car window extend backward like a parabola, a bit like a dolphin shape. It is grand and exquisite, with domineering and sharpness fully displayed. In the words of Daya, this car is the "Rolls-Royce" of the poor!

After spraying the big teeth, he was very proud. When he looked at Liu Ye's eyes again, he realized that what he said was wrong. He quickly smiled at Liu Ye: "Girl, I don't mean that. I will repeat it again. In English, thiscarisfancy's Rolls-Royce in his heart!"

Liu Ye was also amused by Daya's mixed English with Chinese and English. Then she told us that this car was just bought for almost all of her savings and loans. When she thought that although Boss Wang was righteous, some things were not convenient for him to know. We still had a car ourselves to be more convenient, so we drove all the way from Beijing to Lishu.

When Daya and I heard this, we felt a little sad.

There was a GPS on the car. In conjunction with the map in hand, I went north along Chengxi Road and drove about eight or nine kilometers. At this time, the map and GPS were already in the same shape and there was no place to use it. I had to get off the car and ask about the fellow villagers on the side of the road. After asking clearly, I went east along a rural road. The road conditions on this road were very poor and the driving was very slow.

After driving for a while, the road became more and more depressed, with weeds and hills on both sides. Occasionally, the poplar trees did not grow tall and strong, but were crooked and thin and dry. I don’t know which group of birds fell on the branches, and they were so upset that they were "croaking".

Finally, a small village appeared in sight, which should be Fox Donggou Village.

It was almost noon, and the curling smoke from the sky was the only warm viewpoint during the whole journey. However, this village was too small, and there were only a dozen families, built in a row on a high ground. On this vast land, it seemed so thin that it could not attract any attention.

After Liu Ye parked the car by the village, we got out of the car, pushed open the gate of the first farmhouse, walked in, and planned to find someone to find out about the old man He Tiancheng.

As soon as I entered the yard, a middle-aged man came out of the room, looking at us with his head tilted and his eyes squinted: "Who are you looking for?"

The three of us also laughed secretly in our hearts, but we didn't dare to show it. I quickly cleared my voice: "Brother, let's ask, is there anyone with the surname in this village?"

"He's surname? Then... who are you looking for?" the sweater stared at us and asked.

"We just brought a message here. There is an old man named He Tiancheng. I wonder if he is from our village?" I answered truthfully.

"He...He Tiancheng? How old is... How old is it?" The sweater felt stunned after thinking about it, with a strange expression.

We had to describe the old man's height and approximate age in detail. After hearing us, the sweater did not answer us, but asked us to wait. He turned around and went back to the house.

After a while, he came out of the house again, but an old man in his seventies followed behind him. The man pointed at us and muttered something with the old man.

The old man looked at us and asked in a hoarse voice: "Where are you seeing He Tiancheng? He is still alive?"

As soon as we heard this, we knew that it must be someone else's recognition, so we told the story of the body of He Tiancheng in the thatched hut. Of course, we concealed many things, just that we went there by chance to investigate and found the corpse in the deserted house. After visiting the people around us, some villagers said that more than 40 years ago, a middle-aged man named He Tiancheng came here, but later he didn't know whether he left or not. Through the identification of no rotten clothes and other items, it was finally determined that the corpse was He Tiancheng.

The old man was a little excited after hearing us, crying with tears in his eyes, and we were all confused. We didn't know why the old man cried as he listened.

The man next to him kept persuading him, and then we realized that the man was the old man's son. After crying for a while, the old man wiped his tears, and looked at us with a little red eyes: "Everyone goes into the house and talks, no matter what, I have to thank you for this."

We didn't politely and went straight into the house. After sitting down in the house, the old man asked in detail about He Tiancheng, and then said to us: "To be honest, He Tiancheng is my second uncle. When my second uncle went to bed more than 40 years ago, he suddenly disappeared in the morning. After searching for the old man for a long time, he couldn't find it. Later, some people in the village said that they couldn't take it because they were caught by the dead ghost and went to pay off their debts. Over the years, they had no one to see people and no corpses. I really didn't expect that they would go so far."

The old man introduced himself that his name was He Chuanguo. The man who was a little stuttering just now was his son named He Changjun. After his second uncle got lost, his wife fell seriously ill and died not long after, and his second uncle had no children.

The three of us looked at each other and didn't expect that things were so bizarre. We slept at night, but woke up and appeared a hundred miles away. Even if a normal person kept walking, he might not be able to walk a hundred meters. It seems that what He Tiancheng said during the Soul-Retention Center was the truth.

Mr. He Chuan also saw our doubts, and they both shook their heads, unable to understand what was going on.

Seeing that we were coming from a long road, this old man gave us a special letter, thanking us very much, and he didn't let us go no matter what he said, and insisted on letting us stay for lunch. We also wanted to talk to them, so we stayed halfway.

Aunt He in the kitchen of the outer room started to cook, and in a short while he arranged four dishes. At noon, the old man drank a little wine with us, but he didn't drink much. I was not doing well yet, but for some reason, Daya drank too much, threw down his bowl and lay directly on the kang and fell asleep.

Liu Ye and I pushed him several times but didn't wake him up. The old man waved his hand repeatedly and told us that there was a place at home and that it was inconvenient to drive at night. We would be at his house for a night tonight and leave tomorrow dawn.

While speaking, the old man changed his clothes and said he wanted to go back for his second uncle or to be safe. As he spoke, he started the tractor in the yard. I quickly pulled up and approached the old man, and repeatedly told him the location of the box and not to enter the house no matter what. The old man knew that this matter was probably a bit strange, so he nodded subconsciously.

A ball of black smoke emerged from the tractor, and he ran away with a "drag................................."

When I returned to the house, I saw Liu Ye and He Changjun chatting. He Changjun was a little uncomfortable, but he loved to express himself. I don’t know if he was like this after seeing Liu Ye. Anyway, he answered questions and chatted very enthusiastically.

This chat really surprised us. According to He Changjun's slap, it is not the first time that his second master has disappeared inexplicably in the He family. I heard that every few decades, there will be people missing inexplicably. Almost every time, no one will be seen in life or dead, some will go to the dawn, and some will get up in the middle of the night and go to the toilet and never come back.

Later, the old man at home felt that it might have annoyed the gods here, which caused such retribution. Originally, their He family was also a wealthy family in the local area, with branches and leaves and a prosperous population, but because of this, they moved and left and left, and now they don’t know where they are wandering.

Liu Ye and I were also a little confused. In fact, the first thing I thought of about old man He Tiancheng was sleepwalking.

The way of sleepwalking is a variety of ways, and there are many people who walk hundreds of miles at night, but I always feel something is wrong.

In the dark, I always feel it has something to do with the black cat. I suspect that the black cat used some evil tricks to make Mr. He go from here a hundred miles away overnight. But if it was the ghost made by the black cat, it means that the black cat must have been here. Why did the black cat run to this small village a hundred miles away? And it would be impossible to get along with the old He family?

As I thought about it, I suddenly remembered that the location here was just northwest of Caijia Town. If the black cat came here forty years ago and took away He Tiancheng, then the instructions I got when I invited the Foxglove Fairy that day were really the northwest, not the deserted ridge in the southeast. Could it be that the black cat was back?
Chapter completed!