Han Yiming ran into the backyard again and came to the house where he lived. He randomly found a robe in the closet and put it on. He also went to find some water. After washing, he came to the young man. The young man was sitting in the main room.

In the air, when I saw him coming in, I looked up and down and nodded. I raised my hands and sank down, close to the ground. The young man stretched his body and stood up.

He came out of the hall, looked around the courtyard, and walked toward the west. The courtyard was paved with bluestone slabs and a narrow corridor, where people usually walked, and green grass grew on both sides of the corridor. The young man arrived

On the land, he took a look and said to Han Yiming: "Come here." Han Yiming followed him, followed his instructions, and stood beside him. The young man said: "You can dig down from here, you can only use your hands.

You have to hurry up, it won't work when the sun goes down."

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the muddy ground next to the ditch under the west courtyard wall. Han Yiming squatted down, pointed at the area he designated, and dug with his hands. Han Yiming had never done any rough work before, so he dug the soil with his hands.

, I dug a few times, my fingertips were so painful, but I didn't dare to stop. I watched the shadow of the wall on the ground getting longer and longer, and the light under the corner became darker and darker, but I only dug out a small piece.

But in order to see my parents again, I gritted my teeth and dug down hard.

The young man stood aside and watched him dig for a while, then said: "Okay." Han Yiming raised his head. The young man glanced at the small hole he dug, which was only an inch deep. He nodded and said: "Look below.

What's there?" Han Yiming looked down and saw nothing but dirt, so he said, "It's nothing." The young man said, "The dirt below is soft, just brush it away." Han Yiming followed the instructions and stretched out his hand to touch it.

, the soil below is indeed moist and soft, not as hard as the soil dug earlier. Gently brush the layer of floating soil away with your hands, and there are squirming movements inside, and there are many earthworms gathered together.

The young man said: "Pick up the thinnest one, be careful not to break it." Han Yiming couldn't help but feel a little disgusted when facing these many earthworms. He endured it for a while, stretched out his hand and scattered the earthworms.

He opened it, carefully selected among them, picked the smallest one, pinched it gently with two fingers, and got up. The earthworm twisted around between his two fingers, and Han Yiming felt hairy in his throat and almost vomited.

It came out. I held it back, put it in the palm of my other hand, and showed it to the boy.

The young man took a look and said, "Just hold it first." Suddenly, he pointed his right index finger in the air, and with a "croak" sound, a black bird fell from the air and landed at the young man's feet.

It was a crow, belly up, and it fell. The crow spread its wings and lay stiffly on the ground. The young man frowned and said, "Wait for me." As soon as the words fell, Han Yiming's eyes blurred, and he was already

Disappeared.

Han Yiming carefully held the earthworm and stood there. The crow on the ground froze for a while, its paws shook, and then its wings began to tremble. It shook a few times, turned over, fluttered on the ground a few times, and flapped its wings.

, it flew up, and in a blink of an eye it flew higher and higher. It flew out of the hospital and was no longer visible.

After waiting for a while, the sun had already set in the west, and there was only a hint of red clouds on the horizon. Han Yiming stood with his legs and feet sore and paced a few times, but did not dare to walk away. Suddenly, there was a blur in front of his eyes, and the young man fell from the sky and landed on the ground.

In front of him, the young man caught a bird in his hand. It was covered with white feathers. It called out a "croak", but it was still a crow. It was still a crow, but it was a white crow.

There was a slight sweat on the young man's forehead. He looked at the sky and said, "Fortunately, I can still make it in time." He held the crow's legs with both hands and tore the white crow into two pieces. He said to Han Yiming, "Reach here." Han Yiming said

Seeing the crow's wings and claws still twitching, I felt sick again. The young man said: "Hurry up." Han Yiming had no choice but to pour the earthworms into his right palm and stretched out his left hand. The young man said: "Catch the crow's blood."

." Putting the white crow on top of his palm, Han Yiming sunk the palm of his hand, letting the crow's blood flow into his palm. Although his stomach was turbulent, he still endured it.

He received a few drops of crow's blood in his palm, and the young man threw the crow aside and asked him to put earthworms in the crow's blood and crush them. Han Yiming felt sick in his heart, gritted his teeth, and did as he was told. The young man said again: "Bite you to pieces.

The fingertips of Han Yiming." Han Yiming's right hand was stained with crow's blood and earthworm soil. It was very dirty, but he didn't care about the dirt at this time. He put his index finger into his mouth and bit hard. The boy taught him to mix the blood on his fingertips with the crow's blood.

And among the earthworms, he raised his right hand and pointed a finger in his hand. He muttered something in his mouth, dipped a little crow's blood into his eyebrows, and said: "Close your eyes and apply the crow's blood on your eyelids."

After Han Yiming finished applying it as instructed, the young man said, "Okay, just sit in that room and wait."

After entering the room and about to sit down on the chair, the young man said: "You have to sit on the ground." He also said: "Remember, what you see tonight must not be related to others." Han Yiming said: "I will never

Don't say a word." The young man said: "Okay." His feet lifted off the ground and floated in the air. After a moment, the heavy dusk covered the ray of light on the horizon. The young man lowered his voice and said: "Don't be afraid, I am here.

, then there are no taboos." After saying that, he clenched his right hand into a fist, and a little blue light slowly spread out from his fist. He spread his fingers, stretched out his hand to touch Han Yiming's eyebrows, and then withdrew his hand, floating quietly in the air.

When Han Yiming returned to his home, he was no longer as scared as he was on the mountain. He raised his head and saw him floating quietly in the air. He suppressed his uneasiness and took a deep breath. He turned around and suddenly saw a light on the ground.

A footprint appeared on the ground in front of me, and then on the left and right, the footprints lit up. Some were big, some were small, some were wide, some were narrow. Slowly, the room was filled with footprints, more and more.

Even the outside of the house was lit up, and every footprint was shining with the green light of fireflies. The front yard, which was already too dark to see clearly, was illuminated.

After a while, many of the footprints dimmed, but two footprints became brighter and brighter. One footprint was full and square, wider apart, and was a man's footprint. The other was thin and narrow, with smaller steps. It was a man's footprint.

Women's footprints. There are quite a few of these two footprints in this house. They come and go repeatedly, and some even overlap.

When Han Yiming saw these footprints, he knew they were the footprints of his parents. He couldn't cry during the day, and because of the boy's endless weird behavior, he didn't even shed tears. When he saw these footprints, he felt mixed feelings in his heart, and all kinds of forbearance came to his heart.
Chapter completed!