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Chapter 0005 Second brother, you are not allowed in that car!

 The rickety old fisherman, wearing a patterned coir raincoat, drank two buckets of water, and only wanted raw water, not boiled water, plus the discarded fish basket and mango shoes, and the old turtle swam away in the water.

The answer is actually self-evident.

Jiang Yue is a person who is very good at observing details. He found the old fisherman's strange coir raincoat with faint lines strange at first.

After seeing the lines on the old Fu Shui turtle's back clearly, Jiang Yue immediately understood what was going on.

Those dozens of words were probably left by the old turtle by borrowing the two buckets of water, right?

Others borrow flowers to offer to Buddha.

Old Turtle, are you borrowing water to offer your words?

But--

The old turtle transformed into human beings and spoke human language. Is this still the world of normal people? Even if today is Qingming Festival, it would be too sensational.

Returning to the old house, there was nothing missing in the house. The water character on the corridor, which had a strong mark on it, mysteriously disappeared.

It was as if someone had used a dryer to dry it instantly, without leaving any trace.

Knowing where these words came from, Jiang Yue naturally stopped worrying about where these words came from.

After going back and forth like this, the food was completely cold. Fortunately, the two brothers were still half full.

In order to please Jiang Yue, Sangou put away the dishes and chopsticks very diligently.

In a short while, Sangou had taken care of everything inside and out. It can be seen that Sangou would definitely take on a lot of work when living under someone else's roof, even if it was his sister-in-law's house. With such a foresight, he would not suffer any loss anywhere.

Jiang Yue was happy to enjoy the success, sitting back on the wicker chair and thinking about what happened today.

Since returning to Panshiling yesterday, Jiang Yue has always felt that something is wrong everywhere.

He couldn't tell exactly what was wrong at the moment.

If we really study each and every incident today, we could make up a supernatural story.

The biological mother falls into a dream, the photo frame falls to the ground, a female figure in a floral dress, paper money is flammable, the soup is looking for its head, a dragon and a tiger fight, a red bird breaks its spine...

Now I add another old turtle to offer his words.

The white tiger fights the green dragon, the heaven and the earth poke holes. The Suzaku's back is broken, and there are many troubles in the world...

These two prophecies are easy to understand literally, but when it comes to details, Jiang Yue feels that his ignorance limits his imagination.

He really couldn't understand how a big hole could be made in a clear and peaceful world? How big of a trouble could it cause?

A war?

An earthquake?

Or is it a plague, disease or other natural disaster?

This is beyond the limit of Jiang Yue's imagination. After all, he has never written a novel online, and his imagination is not big enough to make any logical deductions.

but--

The land of right and wrong is full of right and wrong, so don’t stay too long.

This sentence is clear and vernacular, and the meaning is very clear. Is this a reminder for the two brothers to leave this place? Leave Panshiling?

But, what is the reason?

This is what Jiang Yue feels is wrong!

There must be something wrong that hasn't been noticed yet, and maybe this wrong thing is the reason why Lao Gui reminds me to leave?

Jiang Yue felt that his mentality was about to explode.

Several times, he took advantage of Sangou not paying attention and pinched himself hard. The burning pain reminded him that this was really not a dream.

"Second brother, have you noticed that there is something strange in our village?" Jiang Yue was getting worried when Sangou moved his chair and came closer to him with a dazed look.

The body is facing the back of the chair and the two hands are just resting on the back of the chair to support the chin.

"What should I say?" Jiang Yue's heart moved.

Although Sangou is very nervous, this kid's brain circuit is unusual and his observation ability is much better than that of ordinary people of his age. Maybe we can get some clues from his perspective?

"There are very few people in the village this year. Do you think it's strange? I came back in the morning and walked into the village all the way, but I didn't see a single soul. In previous years during the Qingming Festival, even if it rained, I would go to Dajin Mountain to sweep the tombs, but I still wouldn't meet a few groups of people?

Throughout the whole day today, apart from my second brother, I met that old fisherman, who is from another country."

Panshiling was originally a small mountain village with a remote location. For decades, there were only twenty or thirty households. In the past two decades, the number of indigenous people has indeed become smaller and smaller, and almost all those who can relocate have moved elsewhere.

Strictly speaking, even Jiang Yue is not a landlocked household; he is a city dweller returning to his hometown.

But even so, there are still some left-behind elderly people.

There are left-behind elderly people, and their children and descendants. It’s impossible not to come back and see them on a day like Qingming Festival, right?

Panshiling has always attached great importance to the tradition of Qingming Festival and Sweeping Ceremony, so there is no reason why we should not see any of it.

The more Jiang Yue thought about it, the more hairy he became.

Thinking back carefully, he returned to Panshiling last night, and until now, he had never seen a single person, not even heard a dog barking.

Panshiling has been spreading its branches and leaves from generation to generation. Even if they are scattered in various places, there won’t be anyone who returns to their hometown to pay tribute during the Qingming Festival, right?

As for the old fish seller, there are still two minds.

So……

Where are people?

Thinking about the details like this is really scary.

Although the road at the entrance of the yard is not the main road in the village, it is still a commonly traveled road. For most of the day, except for the footprints of the three dogs and his, there were no other fresh footprints at all!

The mountain road to Dajin Mountain from Jiuli Pavilion was covered with thorns and thorns, and there were obviously no traces of being opened. In other words, at least before they went there, no one in the village had gone to Dajin Mountain to worship!

This is obviously not normal!

You know, whenever the ancestors of the entire Panshiling Mountains pass away, except for those who died in a foreign country, or who were too immoral to enter their ancestors' graves, the rest are basically buried in Dajin Mountain.

It is no exaggeration to say that the ancestors of Panshiling people sleeping in Dajin Mountain are several times more than the current population of Panshiling.

On the day of Tomb Sweeping Day, no one went to Dajin Mountain to offer sacrifices?

Is it weird?

Is it bizarre?

Jiang Yue shuddered when he thought of the deserted place.

"Sangou, let's go back to Star City."

I threw away all the leftovers from the meal, stuffed a few pieces of clothing into my backpack, and traveled light.

The family photo was also carefully put into his backpack by Jiang Yue.

The Iron General guards the gate, guarding against gentlemen but not villains.

Of course, apart from some bulky old furniture, some pots and bowls, and hundreds of briquettes, there was nothing worth stealing in the old house.

Obviously there is no direct bus from Panshiling back to the city. We have to walk six or seven miles to the west side of Dajin Mountain. There is a two-lane winding road there and a platform has been built along the way.

It is said to be a bus stop, but in fact there is only one bus a day. It departs from a town more than 20 kilometers away at two o'clock every afternoon and passes through the so-called shuttle bus stop on the west side of Dajin Mountain at about 2:30. Under normal circumstances, it does not take you halfway.

Of course, there are a few scattered tourists here and there.

Brothers like Jiang Yue are such individual travelers.

The shuttle bus arrived at the west platform of Dajinshan at about 2:30, so we rushed there now, there is still plenty of time.

The two brothers hurried to the platform, a quarter of an hour before half-past two.

The platform is very simple. There is a road sign on the side and a long stone slab for sitting. It has no wind protection and no rain protection. Naturally, it is impossible to sit on a rainy day like this.

Although it is an urban-rural shuttle bus, it is still on time.

When the shuttle bus driver saw someone waving at him, he stepped on the brakes and stopped.

"Go to Star City, one person is twenty-five."

The driver didn't even turn his head to the side, with a standard bus driver's face.

Jiang Yue didn't expect to have any kind of VIP luxury experience on the urban-rural shuttle bus. The driver's appearance didn't affect his ride. Moreover, after going through this nightmare day, he finally saw a busload of lively and friendly people.

Jiang Yue didn't think much and raised his feet to get in the car.

As soon as he stepped on one foot, the three dogs behind him tightly held Jiang Yue back.

"Second brother, why don't we wait for another car."

The three dogs, who had always been wild, looked a little pale, and there was a faint look of fear in their eyes.

Even though the bus driver didn't even look at them, he had good ears. Hearing Sangou say to wait for another bus, he thought it was too expensive and felt impatient.

I closed the door with a bang, stepped on the accelerator, and the bus sped away.

"Silly bird! There's only one bus a day, why wait any longer? I'll still take the bus tomorrow. Let's see how long you can wait."

Jiang Yue didn't expect the bus driver to be so arrogant and leave as soon as he disagreed.

"Sangou, didn't you know there was only one bus a day?"

The three dogs murmured nothing, looking a little dazed.

"uncomfortable?"

Sangou shook his head: "Second brother, that's not allowed in the car!"


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