Su Che didn't say anything, and followed the old ghost's footsteps as he walked inside. The weeds in the yard were already above his knees. The two of them trampled the grass and trees, and walked out on a gray brick path... Covered in weeds, dark and damp, in just one short moment
In 2006, a thick layer of dark green moss had grown on the gray bricks, which was extremely slippery.
The wooden door of the main hall is open, but the lock has been violently broken and has stains all over it. It must have been the night when bandits came down from the mountain to rob people, and the lock was broken open...
It is conceivable that that night, it was dark, moonless, and windy, and the mother and daughter huddled in the room, hiding in the corner and hugging each other, listening to the sound of violent slamming of the lock outside the door, maybe hugging each other and crying, maybe
I was so scared that I couldn't even cry, and my whole body was shaking.
In the end, the lock was broken open, and the moment the mother and daughter were taken away, countless things were eclipsed...
Following the footsteps of the old ghost, the two came to the house. The things inside had not been touched, because there was nothing worth moving. Without the male owner's family, there was almost nothing that could be moved in the house except tables, chairs and benches of unknown age.
Objects.
There was a large wooden box in the bedroom that had obvious signs of being opened by outsiders. The old ghost walked over to take a look, with a look of distress and pity in his eyes...
"If I remember correctly, here are the winter coats of mother and daughter. After they were taken away, they should have been taken away by fellow countrymen or villagers..."
Last year, in this door today, the human face and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red color. Now I don't know where the human face is, and the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.
For some reason, when Su Che thought of this poem, his face was full of bitterness, and his eyelids were filled with sadness.
"Sit down and rest for a while."
Su Che patted the old ghost on the shoulder to calm him down.
It was a coincidence that a breeze happened to blow by, and the wooden stick wind chime tied to the edge of the house made a dull, old and sparse sound, "tick-tick-tick, ding-ding-dong-dong".
At that moment, it was like a lifetime ago. There was frost in the old ghost's eyes, as if Xiao Yue'er, who was fourteen or fifteen years old, was jumping and playing in the yard. Her silver bell-like laughter fit perfectly with the sound of the wind chime, and Xiao Yue'er's
Mom, with a warm smile on her face, sewed every piece of clothing in the luggage of a wandering prodigal son... Take out any piece of clothing, and you can find holes or broken places in twos and threes...
"well……"
Not sure how much time had passed, the old ghost sighed: "Looking back, although I only lived here for less than three days, it was like a century. Looking back now, they are all good memories..."
Su Che might be able to understand this kind of sadness and just accompany him silently.
Not long after.
The old ghost suddenly stood up.
"alright!"
The old ghost has finished sorting out his emotions.
Clenching his fists: "Boy Su, it doesn't matter whether the Solotu of Beida Camp is black or white, nor does it matter whether King Yama of Black Wind Village is black or white, nor does it matter whether we are going to the Hongmen Banquet tonight... If it is Zhinian and Xiaoyue.
My son died in Heifeng Village, in the hands of those gangsters! I will slaughter the entire mountain!!"
"Okay." Su Che agreed: "I'll go with you."
"Thank you, Mr. Su!"
After the old ghost finished speaking, he turned around and rushed into the yard!
"boom!"
The mysterious energy surges!
"go!"
In an instant, the profound energy flows, the true energy surges, and under the surging undercurrent, a hurricane suddenly descends on the world!
As the old ghost waved his arms, a powerful whirlwind rose from the ground, as if it was created out of thin air, but with overwhelming power... endless and terrifying!
Just one second!
Simple and crude!
All the weeds and desolation in the courtyard have disappeared, and they have all been blown away by the wind outside the courtyard!
The whole yard suddenly became clean. Although there was still no human smoke, at least it was not so barren and overgrown with weeds...
After doing all this, the old ghost turned to look at Su Che and smiled honestly like a child: "What if...what if they are not dead yet? After coming back, they must have a family."
Su Che smiled bitterly.
Xin said that this old naughty boy, who usually looks very out of character, is a model of a tiger at heart and a careful smell of roses. He has even thought of these details.
"Then let's hope they can come back and make a big wind chime for Xiao Yue'er again!"
"Sure! It's settled!"
"Walk!"
The old ghost couldn't wait any longer, or he couldn't wait for a long time: "Go to Black Wind Mountain!"
This village is not far from the village. It takes twenty minutes by foot. Su Che and the old ghost flew across the ground and only took a few dozen breaths to arrive.
Under the stronghold.
There were two groups of people, about thirty or forty people, standing in two rows, lined up, holding torches high in their hands, the flames swaying in the breeze, obviously they had been waiting for a long time.
This place is desolate and infested with gangsters. In addition, the moon is dark and the wind is high. At this time, no good people will come here, and no one will be worthy of their special waiting here.
"It should be waiting for us." Based on this analysis, Su Che said calmly.
"Didn't you see that the leader has already come? Haha... It seems that this Black Wind Village is Solotu's talking point. Everything Solotu wants to say to us should be in this village.
…”
"You're right." Su Che breathed calmly and looked into the distance: "Heroes see the same thing."
…
"Are they Mr. Su and Mr. Lao Gui?" The leader raised a torch and shouted: "According to my eldest brother's order, my younger brother has been waiting here for a long time... I respectfully invite you two gentlemen to go up the mountain and have a talk!!"
"Who is your elder brother?" the old ghost shouted.
"Haha, the head of the Black Wind Village is King Yama!"
"oh."
The old ghost nodded calmly: "Since there is such a grand ceremony waiting for distinguished guests, why doesn't your elder brother come down to greet you in person?"
"This...this, ahem..."
The guy choked on the old ghost's words and almost choked out his lunch.
"Mr. Old Ghost, my eldest brother is preparing fine wine and delicious food for you two. You don't know anything. My eldest brother has no other hobbies. He is unambiguous in eating. He has always done it himself. I heard that there are distinguished guests coming tonight.
, I started preparations early and took care of everything, whether it was wine or food, everything was arranged by myself... Then I sent my little brother down the mountain to wait for you..."
"So that's it..." The old ghost smiled and patted the guy on the shoulder: "I'm interested! Let's go then? It's freezing out here. Whether the drink is good or not is not a second priority. Drinking it quickly to keep warm is the most important thing.
Right?"
"Yes, yes, that's what Mr. Ghost said, please..."
"Mr. Su, please also..."
"Walk..."
On the surface, the old ghost seemed to be laughing and cursing, but in fact, all the people he saw before him were one by one, and whether they would still be alive tonight was all a matter of a thought!