"Have you been to this place?" I suddenly felt that this dilapidated and ancient village seemed really mysterious. My father once stood here and looked at it, and now Li Fusheng said it looked familiar.
"I definitely haven't been here." Li Fusheng said. Over many, many years, some things happened to Li Fusheng. These things may have caused minor gaps and forgetfulness in his memory, but important things are important.
The location will never be forgotten. He was sure that he had never been to this village, but looking at the overall layout of the village, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
"Why do you feel familiar when you haven't been here before? Is it the unconscious memory you mentioned?"
"Unconscious memories can only occur when the person involved has been here, but he is not conscious." Li Fusheng closed his eyes and thought for a while, and said: "But I really have never been here."
"Let's go down and have a look." My interest in this old village reached its peak in an instant.
Li Fusheng pondered for a while, but still couldn't figure out anything. The three of us started walking down the mountain, but we all became more vigilant. As the village got closer and closer, the scenery in the field of vision gradually became clearer, and what we could observe with the naked eye became clearer.
It is far more intuitive than a telescope. I cannot see things outside of the normal situation like Li Fusheng did, but looking at this village, I always have a feeling of dilapidation and abandonment.
I really don’t want this to be an old village that has been abandoned for a long time. Without the guidance of insiders, our exploration and search will be greatly affected.
The three of us walked completely down the mountain, and after walking another two to three hundred meters, we could approach the village. So far, we have not found any trace of anyone in the village. It is the middle of winter now, and although there is no snow in the mountains,
But it was extremely cold, and the only trees outside the village were bare. As we approached, the sight we saw made me shiver.
There is a lame Taishi chair under a dead old tree. There is an unnamed bird sitting on the tree, like a crow. The old chair is covered with dust. I don’t know how many times it has been thrown here.
Over the years, it has been exposed to wind and sun, making it look like an ancient book, recording the strangeness and the past.
The three of us stood here for a full ten minutes, as if we had walked into a mansion. Still no one could be seen, and there was no sound. Occasionally, a cold wind blew, and the yellowed leaves under the trees dropped like paper flowers.
Sliding around. Li Fusheng took steps and slowly walked towards the old tree. He stretched out his hand and wiped it on the old chair to see the dust on his hands.
"Is there no one living in this village anymore?" I looked around, and all I saw was coldness and desolation.
"No." Li Fusheng rubbed his fingers and said, "This chair has been sat on or wiped by someone in the past two days. It looks like it is covered with a layer of dust, but the wind is strong in the mountains. If it is blown in the open air for a night, the dust will become dusty."
It just accumulated.”
I don’t know why, but I think Li Fusheng’s eyesight is fine, but I always feel that when I stand at the entrance of the village, there is a lifeless atmosphere. If I have to describe the feeling, it is like walking into a cemetery. Such a feeling
It made me feel very uneasy, and combined with everything I saw before me, I could hardly lift my feet.
"You said, when my father stood on the hill and looked here, but refused to come down, was it because it was so lifeless?" I asked Kuang Haige.
"I can't tell clearly, but we were still far away from the village at that time. If we didn't get closer, we wouldn't feel anything strange."
"Let's go in and take a look." Li Fusheng stood and looked at the village for a while, then walked towards the inside. With the two of them around, I felt a little confident, so I followed him.
At this time, a big yellow dog came out of nowhere and stood seven or eight meters away from us, looking at us. This dog was almost dead because of its old age, and might only have the strength to stagger around.
It was wilting on the ground, but it confronted us, making a very unfriendly snort from its nose, and even its cloudy eyes showed a faint hostility towards us. I thought to myself that it was fortunate that this dog was old.
It can no longer run. If it had been young and strong, it might have pounced on us and bit us right now.
I don't hate dogs, on the contrary, I like them very much. But this old, hairless, yellow dog in front of me has subverted all my good feelings towards this kind of animal. My hands feel itchy and I can't help but want to pick up stones.
Throw it away. Li Fusheng knelt down and waved to the big yellow dog. The big yellow dog looked at us again, turned around, bent over and ran away slowly.
"There must be someone in this village." Li Fusheng stood up slowly and said, "This is not a wild dog, it is raised by someone."
I looked up at the row of houses on the left. If we put it a hundred or two hundred years ago, when this house was first built, it might still be very grand, but time has erased everything, and the house is in disgrace. The house closest to me
There is a rusty lock hanging outside the gate. This architectural style is almost invisible now. Only some of them may be preserved in some corner of the ancient city, and they are artificially protected and are called ancient humanities and art buildings.
"This house has obviously been unoccupied for a long time." I pointed to the house and said.
"If we walk further inside, if we can't find anyone to ask, it may cost us a lot of effort."
The roads in the village are made of slates made from rocks in the mountains. Many pieces have been broken and are deeply embedded in the ground. They look like they have been walked by countless people for many years. One path after another is constantly interweaving among the old buildings in the village.
, I feel a little dizzy when I look at it during the day. If I really dive in at night, I have no doubt that I will get lost in it.
But Li Fusheng walked this way much more easily than normal people. He led us towards the village about three rows of houses away. Suddenly, the courtyard door closest to us on the right creaked.
opened.
"Someone is coming out." I turned my head immediately when I heard the voice.
A skinny hand that looked like old tree bark clawed at the door frame from the inside and slowly leaned out. If it were night, I would probably break out in a cold sweat when I saw the person coming out of the door.
This is an old woman who is too old to tell her age. Her waist is bent like a bow. There is only a small handful of her hair left, which is coiled on her head. Her entire face is completely covered by wrinkles and age spots, and her eyelids are
She covered her eyes loosely, and through the slit outside her eyes, I saw that her eyeballs seemed to be red, covered by a film-like mist.
This old woman stood outside the yard, staring at us motionless. Even though it was broad daylight, she still made me shudder. The feeling was really numb. Looking at the old woman, it was like looking at a standing body.
dead body.
Li Fusheng walked over and tried to talk to the old woman. He first spoke in Mandarin, but because he was afraid that the old woman would not understand, he changed to Henan dialect, and then to Shanxi dialect. But no matter what he said, the old woman remained zombie-like without any response.
He just looked at the three of us with those muddy eyes.
Li Fusheng talked for a few minutes, and then looked back at me and Li Fusheng with a helpless expression. This old village became increasingly weird. After searching for a long time, I finally found someone, but there was still such a person who could not communicate.
old woman.
"Um..." I said behind Li Fusheng: "Are there any young people at home? We want to ask something."
The old woman's mouth moved, and she uttered a syllable indistinctly, but we didn't hear it clearly, so we quickly turned our ears to listen. The old woman mumbled again, and this time it seemed that we heard clearly, and she said something wrong.
"Let's go?" I don't understand. What are we going to do? Let us go?
I saw that she was willing to speak, and then I wanted to ask again, but the old woman kept saying the same word over and over again for more than ten times, then slowly staggered around and walked back to the yard, closing the door.
"Let's exit first and wait." Li Fusheng grabbed me and walked back to the old tree at the entrance of the village along the original path.
"Why is this village so weird?" I sighed, thinking that my dad might know something about this village, so he just wanted to take a look, but had no intention of getting close.
But why does he want to see it? He is a busy man, with endless things to do three hundred and sixty-five days a year, but he still finds time to travel such a long way to see this village. Think about his feelings about going back and forth.
The roads are so familiar, so I naturally wonder, has my dad lived in this place? Or maybe something happened here, which made him miss the old village. Again, his familiarity with the roads goes beyond just walking.
It was as simple as once or twice. If you think about it this way, the old village might even be the place where he was born, his hometown?
In my memory, my hometown should be Lianyungang, Jiangsu Province, but it’s hard to say whether it’s true or not. It’s impossible for my dad to easily tell others about his true situation, and it’s also impossible for others to get under his skin and make up a place of origin.
, this is normal. But what the reality is, we need to further explore.
The three of us stood at the entrance of the village. We didn't know what to do for a while. Fortunately, it was only morning and there was still time to think of other ways. The old woman just now was probably an old fool and we couldn't communicate with her. We had to find someone younger.
Someone come and ask.
At this time, a very strange sound suddenly came from the other end of the village. The sound couldn't stop as soon as it started, and kept chirping. I listened carefully and gradually recognized that it was the sound of musical instruments, and then again
Hearing this, I trembled in my heart. The location of the old village is actually not very far from the city where I lived before. They are probably in the same province, and the local customs should be similar.
I could tell that the strange sound was the sound of musical instruments used during funerals.