Sun Nong had a good sleep, seeming to have made up for all the sleep he had missed in the past two days. When he woke up, the sun was almost setting.
I spent a small amount of money and ate a big bowl of rice and a stir-fried wild vegetable. I filled the kettle with water and ran to the lobby to chat with the store owner and wait for it to get dark.
Sun Nong was the only guest at Tingyin Inn, and the owner was also bored, so he simply chatted with Sun Nong about interesting things that had happened recently.
The store owner said that it rained a few nights ago and the three guest rooms in the store were full. Three guests came, a middle-aged man and two teenagers staying at the hotel.
I thought it was someone doing a side business, but later I found out that it was not a corpse chaser. Who would come and stay at the inn if he wasn't a corpse chaser? Besides, there were no guest rooms.
The innkeeper tactfully told the guests that this inn was for exorcists and that all three guest rooms were full and there was really no room left.
Who would have thought that the middle-aged man was still unhappy, saying that it wasn't like he wouldn't pay, the guest rooms were full, the woodshed or the infernal room would be fine, just to keep out the rain.
The store owner is in a difficult situation. There is an empty stone bed in the crypt, but it is not a place for living people to live. Let alone living people, I am afraid that even the corpse collectors are not willing to live there.
The middle-aged man just threw out a piece of ocean and said that it was enough for three people to eat a hot meal and sleep in the inferno for one night. If it was not enough, he would set fire to this bullshit inn and stop living there.
The store owner was a little tempted when he saw a piece of ocean. Since it was a Hakka request, let them live there. This middle-aged man didn't look easy to talk to. He probably had some background. Don't really burn yourself out.
The store owner was the chef, so he ran to the kitchen to heat up the leftovers, brought them to the hall, and gave the three of them a bottle of wine.
The middle-aged man smiled and said that the store owner really knows what to do. After dinner, he actually went to the sleeping room.
When the rain stopped the next morning, the shopkeeper went to the door of the parking lot to ask for breakfast, but no one answered for a long time. He opened the door and found that the three of them had disappeared.
The store owner kept shaking his head, there are really all kinds of weirdos these days.
Sun Nong unconsciously thought that the three people he met last night could not really be these three people. If nothing else, they were really brave.
He looked at the sky and said goodbye to the store owner. He pushed open the door of the inferno room and lit the oil lamp. Sun Nong frowned. Five male corpses were lying neatly, and one male corpse was actually lying sideways.
Sun Nong thought about it for a while, but he really couldn't remember whether he had slept properly when he was settling in yesterday, so he went to bed in a hurry.
After checking it once, he grabbed the short bamboo stick stuck on the stone bed, took out the soul-inducing bell on his waist with his other hand, shook it, and shouted: "Get up!"
Looking at the high mountain in front of him, Sun Nong took a breath. After passing this mountain, he left Sichuan and officially entered the border of western Hunan.
As the saying goes, a horse can't run fast when looking up the mountain. As a native of the mountains, Sun Nong understands this truth best. It will take at least five hours to cross this mountain. There is no Tingyin Inn in western Hunan. You have to find one before dawn.
Place these people in a suitable place.
When we reached the top of the mountain, it was almost midnight, and the clouds in the sky were getting thicker and thicker. Sun Nong prayed in his heart that it would not rain tomorrow. If he was delayed for half a day, he would not be able to catch up with the completion of the work.
From the level of fatigue in his legs, Sun Nong judged that he had been walking for about five hours. He turned on the kettle and drank half a bottle of water. In less than two hours, there would be a spring on the mountainside, where he could rest.
The clouds almost covered the moon. Under the weak moon, Sun Nong remembered the mantra his father taught him: "When walking at night, the white ones are stones, the black ones are soil, and the reflective ones are water."
Sun Nong controlled his rhythm perfectly. When he walked 7,000 steps, he saw a fork in the road and his ears stopped until he heard the faint sound of dripping water.
Look around, insert the short bamboo stick with six red threads in your hand into the ground, and fasten the soul-inducing bell to your waist. Shake your sore wrist, and it will make a "pop-pop" sound similar to fried beans.
Sun Ning walked towards the fork in the road. Fifty meters ahead, there was a small mountain spring. The mountain spring dripped down drop by drop from the rock wall. Below it was a man-made water tank the size of a washbasin and three inches deep.
Small water pond.
When he was approaching the mountain spring, Sun Nong slowed down. He clearly remembered that there was a three-meter-large flat boulder next to the mountain spring. He and his uncle had slept on it before, but why now there was a dark stone standing on it.
s things.
"Hi, cadaver!"
Sun Nong was frightened by the sudden sound, and his heart was beating violently.
"Don't you know that people are scary and can scare them to death?" Sun Nong, who had regained his composure, saw clearly that the motionless figure sitting on the boulder was the one he met last night who was carrying a mahogany sword and making faces with him.
young man.
"I thought corpse chasers were extremely brave."
The young man carrying the mahogany sword jumped down from the boulder, took a sip of spring water in both hands, and continued.
"Corpse chaser, do you have anything to eat? I'm starving to death today."
Sun Nong took out a steamed bun and dried meat from the cloth bag and handed it to the young man carrying the peach wood sword.
The two of them were sitting on a flat boulder.
Sun Nong looked at the young man devouring food and asked, "Why are you here?"
"Waiting for you, master said that I am destined to you, so he asked me to wait for you here. If you can wait, then wait. If you can't wait, it means that the fate has not yet arrived."
The young man carrying the mahogany sword on his back said something special: "The dried meat is delicious, but it's not spicy enough."
"So that weird old man is your master?"
As soon as Sun Nong finished speaking, the young man carrying the peach wood sword put down the dried meat in his hand and looked around.
"Bullsman, please don't talk nonsense, or you may injure me and copy the Tao Te Ching so many times. My master is very cruel."
Sun Nong also looked around and found that there was no one at all.
"Where are your master and the other boy?"
"Oh, them? I don't know. Maybe he suddenly appeared in front of you, but he must have gone to Xiangxi. The master said he couldn't find him, so he went to Sun Chenghua's house in Xiangxi to wait."
After the young man carrying the mahogany sword finished speaking, he immediately noticed that Sun Nong had a strange expression on his face and asked.
"What's wrong?"
"The Sun Chenghua you are talking about is my father, and my name is Sun Nong."
The young man carrying the mahogany sword was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said that this was fate.
"My name is Jira, you can just call me little brother. I don't like others to call me Jira."
Sun Nong jumped off the boulder and filled the kettle with water.
"Jira, since we are on our way, let's go together, but we have to find a place to rest after dawn."
"Call me little brother!" Gila put the last bite of the steamed bun into her mouth, jumped off the boulder, squatted down, and took a few more sips of spring water.