Until the end, Lao Zhao was still half-convinced, wondering whether Meng Xiao had been possessed by an evil spirit, and even found a blind fortune teller to restore his soul.
After recuperating at Lao Zhao's house for a few days, Meng Xiao returned to his home and slowly returned to his normal life.
But he never stepped foot further into the area where he chased the wild boar that day.
Later, this matter slowly spread, and no one believed what he said.
However, there are still a very small number of people, including outsiders, who come here because of the reputation and even give money as gifts, hoping to get some information.
But Meng Xiao was never willing to mention this matter again. No matter who the other party was or how much benefit they offered, Meng Xiao remained unmoved.
Some people even threatened him with his life, but Meng Xiao did not relent.
In this way, as time passed, no one mentioned this matter again, and no one came to inquire about it again.
Time flies and years pass by.
More than ten years later, Meng Xiao grew older, but this matter was always in the deepest part of his heart and he never mentioned it to anyone again.
He originally had no faith, but the experience of escaping from death made him unable to forget it.
Meng Xiao spent all his money and donated all his property to a temple as incense money.
The abbot of the temple was very concerned about this and specially talked with him face to face, and Meng Xiao told him the whole matter.
After hearing this, the host told him that this experience was a great disaster in his life, and that he was able to escape unscathed because of God's blessing.
Before leaving, the host told him that one hundred and eight days before Meng Xiao died, he would meet a few destined people, and he could tell them about this experience, so that he could start well and end well.
After Meng Xiao returned, everything returned to normal and he resumed his old business. At the same time, he also paid attention to the so-called destined people.
At this time, Meng Xiao was nearly seventy years old. Although his body was not as good as before, he was still very strong and was hardly affected by his hunting in the mountains.
His wife had died of illness long ago, and Meng Xiao lived a simple and ordinary life alone. During this period, he occasionally met people he was interested in, but he knew that the destined person had not yet arrived.
Because of a healthy body created by a lifetime of hunting, Meng Xiao has no disease. After passing through the two critical ages of seventy-three and eighty-four, except for ordinary old age diseases, Meng Xiao's body still has no disease.
Big problem.
Because his wife was injured and unable to conceive a child, they have been childless.
After his wife left, he lived alone.
Meng Xiao never expected that he would live to be ninety years old. His familiar friends left one after another, making Meng Xiao feel even more lonely.
Almost everyone dreams about longevity, but for Meng Xiao, it is a kind of torture.
When he was ninety years old, Meng Xiao left the center of the town and moved to the woods a few kilometers away. He hoped that one day he would be buried here.
The passage of time cannot be stopped after all
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As a result, Meng Xiao's health continued to deteriorate. Although he could still hunt small wild animals, it became increasingly difficult for him to cross mountains and ridges.
Meng Xiao is now ninety-five years old. Although his back is not hunched or painful, he seems to be in good condition to outsiders.
However, his health is getting worse day by day. Although he can still take care of himself, it is already very difficult.
Meng Xiao always remembered the words of the temple abbot and waited for the destined person to appear.
After dreaming about his wife for many days in a row, he already knew that his time was running out.
At this moment, the appearance of Yu Xiaolong and his party gave Meng Xiao hope.
After getting to know each other through conversation and words and deeds, he believed that the other party was the person he was waiting for.
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"Cough...cough...vomit..."
Meng Xiao suddenly coughed violently, and after a moment he began to breathe heavily again.
"Grandpa!"
Wan Yanfeng hugged Meng Xiao tightly and couldn't stop crying.
"When I grow old, I can't find the spring sunshine, and the west wind howls and the frost invades. How can the delicate flowers bear the bullying and suffering, and the cold birds are lonely and silent. Even if there is lingering fragrance and dreams of butterflies, it is difficult to retain the full rhyme of the Yao Qin. Who can understand the subtle flavors?
Pour three cups of turbid wine to the moon."
Sun Renyi stood there with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance with tears in his eyes.
Everyone wiped their tears and cried softly. Yu Xiaolong knelt down on one knee, wiped his tears and said slowly: "Grandpa, are we what you call destined people?"
"Maybe, I can't wait any longer." Meng Xiao shook his head.
"Grandpa... we won't go hiking anymore, we will take you to get medical treatment!" Zhao Dayu said through gritted teeth.
"Yes! It can definitely be cured, believe us!" Zhang Xiaosheng supported Meng Xiao as he cried.
"I'll carry you on my back and leave now!" Wang Tianxiang said.
Meng Xiao shook his head, waved his hand, and said with a wry smile: "I am ninety-five years old, almost a hundred years old, and the mountain soil has buried it up to my eyebrows, where can I go to cure it? Even gods can't cure it."
"I'll take you to find the gods!" Wang Tianxiang shouted loudly.
Meng Xiao waved his hand again, and said with a smile: "Haha, it's worth it for me, Meng, to live for so long. I'm not going anywhere. Although I don't know you guys, I tell you in my heart that you are the people I want to wait for. Let's go.
Well, I don’t have any regrets anymore, let’s go and do your thing.”
"No, I won't leave!" Wan Yanfeng still held Meng Xiao in her arms, unwilling to separate.
Sun Renyi turned around and said: "Miss Feng, let's go. This is fate, no one can change it."
"Can't we change our fate against the will of heaven?" Yu Xiaolong stood up angrily and yelled hysterically.
"Xiao Long, going against destiny is a big deal! Besides, we people don't have the ability. Since that's the case, let's just comply with destiny." Sun Renyi said calmly.
"Cough...cough...cough!"
Meng Xiao coughed violently again, almost
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I didn't catch my breath.
After calming down for a moment, he smiled and said: "My wife told me in heaven that you are not ordinary people. Go and solve the mystery, that uninhabited ghost village!"
"Grandpa, I promise you, I will definitely solve it! I will come back and tell you the answer then! You have to wait for me!" Yu Xiaolong nodded vigorously.
"Okay, I'll wait. You go, I want to rest." Meng Xiao stroked his wife's tombstone and smiled.
"Let's go." Sun Renyi turned around and walked slowly forward.
"Grandpa, you must be well and wait for us to come back!" Wan Yanfeng looked at him with tears in her eyes.
"Okay, let's go." Meng Xiao waved his hand, closed his eyes and rested.
Everyone slowly stood up and walked away slowly, turning back three times a step.
When the leaves were about to block his view, Yu Xiaolong turned around and looked over there. Meng Xiao was carving something on the tombstone with a tool.
Yu Xiaolong knew that he was carving his own name.
Several people walked slowly, no one said anything, Wan Yanfeng was still crying, and Sun Renyi walked at the front without any expression.
They walked for a long time and climbed several mountains. When they came to a river, Sun Renyi stopped, turned around and asked, "Xiaolong, what's your plan?"
"I have been thinking just now that Cui Haiyang might be inseparable from the uninhabited ghost village." Yu Xiaolong thought.
"Little brother, how do you say this?" Zhao Dayu asked doubtfully.
"So many things have happened in the Cui family. Cui Haiyang, as an insider and the general manager, really can't wait any longer. And according to my judgment, Cui Bailong doesn't know about this." Yu Xiaolong pinched his chin and said.
"So...that means Cui Haiyang came out without telling Cui Bailong?" Wang Tianxiang asked.
"Yes. Cui Bailong has gone into a secret realm to escape in order to be clean. Cui Haiyang's identity cannot help but worry about these things. He is Cui Yueyue's insider. If something goes wrong, he will be dead. Cui Bailong protects his son extremely tightly, but Cui Haiyang cannot.
If something goes wrong, he is responsible. So he took advantage of Cui Bailong's opportunity to enter the secret realm and secretly came out to find Cui Yueyue." Yu Xiaolong analyzed.
"Hiss...but...maybe Cui Bailong knows this?" Zhang Xiaosheng asked.
"If Cui Bailong knew about it, would Cui Haiyang sneak out in such a mysterious way? This circle is so complicated, and he arranged multiple disguises. He did this not because he was afraid of outsiders knowing, but because he was afraid that Cui Bailong would know!" Yu
Xiaolong narrowed his eyes and said.
"What? To... to prevent Cui Bailong from knowing?" Zhang Xiaosheng was shocked.
"Yes, Cui Haiyang doesn't need to be afraid of others, he can just go out in a big way. Cui Bailong protects his son so closely and strictly prohibits others from delaying things. Cui Haiyang has no choice but to make this move. He wants to prevent Cui Bailong's spies from noticing as much as possible.
, that’s Cui Bailong’s big taboo.” Yu Xiaolong said slowly.