The hunchbacked old fisherman, a patterned straw raincoat, drank two buckets of water, and only raw water was not boiled. Add the discarded fish basket and straw shoes, and the old turtle that was pulled away from the water.

The answer is actually self-evident.

Jiang Yue is a person who is very good at observing details. He felt strange from the beginning that the old fisherman had a strange straw raincoat with faint patterns.

After seeing the traces on the back of the old turtle, Jiang Yue immediately understood what was going on.

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

Others borrow flowers to offer Buddha.

Is the old turtle giving a message through water?

But--

The old turtle is transformed into shape and speaks with human language. Is this still the normal world of the original human being? Even if it is Qingming Festival today, it is too sensational.

When I returned to the old house, there was nothing missing in the house. The word "water" with a strong mark on the corridor disappeared strangely.

It was as if someone had dried it instantly with a dryer, without any trace.

Knowing how these words came about, Jiang Yue naturally no longer confused about how these words were used.

After going back and forth, the food became cold. Fortunately, the two brothers were also full.

In order to please Jiang Yue, Sangou packed up the dishes and chopsticks very diligently.

In a short while, Sangou took care of the inside and outside. It can be seen that even if he was in his sister-in-law's house, Sangou must have taken on many jobs. With such eyesight, he would not suffer any loss anywhere.

Jiang Yue was happy to sit and enjoy the fruits, leaning on the rattan chair, thinking about the events that happened today.

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

He couldn't say something specifically about it.

If you really need to study these all kinds of things today, you can write a supernatural story.

The biological mother enters a dream, the photo frame falls to the ground, the female shadow in the flower skirt, the paper money is flammable, the soup head is searched, the dragon and tiger fight, the vermilion bird breaks the spine...

Now another old turtle is added to make a speech.

The white tiger fights the green dragon, the sky and the earth poke holes. The Vermillion Bird's backbone is broken, and there are many troubles in the world...

These twenty-six prophecies are easy to understand literally, but to be specific to the details, Jiang Yue felt that ignorance limited his imagination.

He really couldn't understand why the world was bright and peaceful, how could it be a big hole? How big could it cause?

A war?

An earthquake?

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

This exceeded Jiang Yue's imagination. After all, he had never written a novel online and had not had enough imagination to make any logical deductions.

but--

There are many places where right and wrong, so don’t stay for a long time.

This sentence is a clear and plain language, and the meaning is very clear. Is this a reminder to the two of them to leave this place? Leave Panshiling?

But, what is the reason?

This is what Jiang Yue thinks is wrong!

Something must have been wrong that has not been noticed yet, and what is wrong may be the reason why the old turtle reminded me to leave?

Jiang Yue felt that his mentality was almost blown up.

Several times, he took advantage of Sangou's inattention and twisted himself hard. The scorching pain reminded him that this was not a dream.

"Second brother, have you noticed that our village is a little weird?" Jiang Yue was worried, and Sangou moved a chair and came closer to him in a daze.

My body was facing the back of the chair and my hands were just placed on the back of the chair to hold my chin.

"What do you say?" Jiang Yue's heart moved.

Although Sangou is very nervous, this kid has extraordinary brain circuits and his observation ability is much stronger than ordinary peers. Maybe from his perspective, he can get some clues?

"There are very few people in the village this year. Do you think it's strange? I came back in the morning and entered the village, but I didn't see a single figure. In the past Qingming Festival, even if it rained, I went to Dajinshan to visit the graves, but I didn't meet a few groups of people? All day today, except for my second brother, I met the old fisherman, who was still from a foreign country."

Panshiling was originally a small mountain village with a remote geographical area, with only 20 or 30 households in decades. In the past twenty years, there have been fewer and fewer indigenous people, and almost all those who can move have moved out.

Strictly speaking, even Jiang Yue is not a land household, and he is a city-based person who returns 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. How could it be impossible for them not to come back to see them on Qingming Festival?

Panshiling has always attached great importance to the tradition of worshiping the Qingming Festival, and there is no reason not to see anyone.

The more Jiang Yue thought about it, the more he felt.

Looking back carefully, he returned to Panshiling last evening. Until now, he has never seen a single figure, and he has not even heard a dog barking.

Panshiling has been scattered from generation to generation. Even if it is scattered everywhere, there will be no one who returns to his hometown to worship during the Qingming Festival, right?

Just the old man selling fish, is it still a matter of people?

So……

Where is the person?

After thinking about the details, it is really terrifying to think about it carefully.

Although the road at the entrance of the yard is not the main road in the village, it is also a common road. Over the past half day, there were no other fresh footprints except Sangou and his footprints!

The mountain road on the Jiuli Pavilion was full of thorns and there were obviously no signs of being opened. In other words, at least before they went there, no one in the village had visited Dajin Mountain for worship!

This is obviously abnormal!

You should know that the entire Panshiling ancestors have passed away. Except for those who die in a foreign land or who are unethical and unable to enter the ancestral grave, the rest are basically buried in Dajin Mountain.

It is no exaggeration to say that the ancestors of Panshiling people who were asleep in Dajinshan were several times more crowded than those in Panshiling.

On Qingming Festival, no one went to Dajinshan to pay homage?

Is it weird?

Indistinct?

Thinking of the storm, Jiang Yue shivered.

"Sangou, let's go back to Xingcheng."

I don’t want all the leftovers leftovers, stuff a few pieces of clothing into my backpack and put them in light.

The family photo was also carefully put into Jiang Yue's backpack.

The iron general guards the gate, guarding against gentlemen but not villains.

Of course, in addition to some bulky old furniture, there are also some pots and bowls, and hundreds of honeycomb coals, so there is nothing worth stealing.

It is obvious that there is no direct shuttle bus back to Panshiling. You have to walk six or seven miles to the west side of Dajin Mountain, where there is a two-lane Panshan Road, and a platform along the way is built.

It is said to be a platform, but in fact there is only one bus a day. It departs from the town more than 20 kilometers away at 2:00 in the afternoon every day, and passes by the so-called shuttle platform on the west side of Dajinshan at about 2:30. Generally, there are no halfway passengers, and of course there are occasionally a few sporadic passengers.

Like Brother Jiang Yue, they are such individual customers.

The shuttle bus arrived at the western platform of Dajinshan at about 2:30. Now I’m rushing over and there’s still plenty of time.

The two brothers rushed to the platform, and they were still a quarter of an hour away from 2:30.

The platform is very simple, with a street sign erected on the side and a longstone slab was set up for seating. It does not block the wind or rain. On rainy days like this, it is naturally impossible to sit.

Although it is a urban and rural shuttle bus, it is still on time.

The shuttle driver saw someone waved and stopped by the brakes.

"Go to Star City, a twenty-five."

The driver doesn't even look at his nose, and the standard bus driver's face.

Jiang Yue didn't expect any luxury VIP experience in the urban and rural shuttle bus. Whether the driver's face looks good will not affect his ride. And after experiencing this nightmare day, he finally saw a car full of living people, which was kind.

Jiang Yue didn't think much about it, and then raised his foot and wanted to get into the car.

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

"Second brother, why not wait for another car."

Sangou, who has always been wild, has a pale face and a faint look of fear in his eyes.

Although the bus driver didn't even look at them, his ears were very useful. When Sangou said he would wait for other cars, he thought it was expensive and he suddenly felt impatient.

He closed the car door with a snap, stepped on the accelerator, and the bus left.

"Silly bird! There is only one bus a day, wait? I will still have this bus tomorrow. Let's see how many days you can wait."

Jiang Yue didn't expect that the bus driver was so arrogant and left after a disagreement.

"Sangou, don't you know this train is the same day?"

Sangou was stammering and his expression was a little dazed.

"uncomfortable?"
Chapter completed!