On the other hand, Duan Xu returned to Ayun's house with Hua Jiyun, who was temporarily blind.

The one who came to open the door was Ayun's grandmother, the person who was unwilling to give Duan Xu to eat the oranges.

"Oh, what's wrong with this girl? Come in..."

The old man hurriedly welcomed Duan Xu and Hua Jiyun into the room, then brought in a basin of clean water, soaked the towel, and gently wiped the blood off her face.

Duan Xu stood aside, looked at the old man and Hua Jiyun, and asked, "Where is Ayun? Haven't you come back yet?"

The old man was stunned and looked up at Duan Xu: "Didn't the girl go to the back mountain with you?"

Duan Xu was silent. When he left the back mountain, he noticed that Ayun had also left and walked from another direction.

"Grandma, do you know where Ayun usually likes to go?"

Duan Xu asked.

The old man stopped his hand and looked at Duan Xu with some surprise. After hesitating for a while, she said: "The girl usually likes to go to three places, one is the locust tree on the back mountain, the other is the locust tree in the middle of the village, and the other is the top of the Xiangyang Mountain behind."

Duan Xu nodded and whispered to Hua Jiyun: "I'll leave first, you can stay here with peace of mind."

Hua Jiyun's heart tightened. Just as she was about to say something, she heard Duan Xu's voice continue to ring:

"Grandma, please take care of her. Her eyes are injured. I... will come back to pick her up."

"Squeak--"

The sound of pushing the door sounded, and then Duan Xu left Ayun's home.

Hua Jiyun obviously couldn't see anything now, but she still refused to withdraw her gaze for a long time.

"Daughter, you like that guy, right?"

The old man suddenly asked.

Hua Jiyun was startled, and her face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, the old man wiped Hua Jiyun's face and whispered: "Oh, daughter, don't blame grandma for pouring cold water on you. Your friend... may not even realize something..."

...

Top of Xiangyang Mountain.

Duan Xu walked through the village and climbed straight up.

The sun at nine o'clock shines on the Huai Village beneath you, like a golden dragon, driving away the darkness, coldness, poverty and desolation of the mountain village.

When Duan Xu reached the top of the mountain, a girl of fifteen or sixteen was holding her knees and facing the sun.

The mountain wind blew her hair lightly danced with the slight mist. At this moment, Ayun looked like the elf of Xiangyang Mountain.

She seemed to hear the sound made by Duan Xu. She turned her head and looked at it. When she saw that it was Duan Xu, some surprise flashed across her face.

"Guest, are you also watching the scenery?"

Duan Xu took a deep breath, but the sober air made a trace of confusion flash in his eyes.

"The mountain village always makes me feel familiar."

Duan Xu looked at everything that was shining golden by the rising sun and said calmly.

"Maybe the guest was also a mountain person in his previous life?" A Yun seemed to smile. She stared at Xiangyang Mountain and said, "How great would it be if we could always do this?"

"People can change, and mountains can change too. Grandma."

Duan Xu walked towards Ayun and stood beside her.

Ayun trembled all over. She turned her head in disbelief and looked at Duan Xu beside her, and smiled: "Guest? Why do you call me grandma?"

Duan Xu didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly.

After a long time, he said, "My memory is very good. Although you have been avoiding appearing at the same time as Ayun, you still have your appearance printed in my mind, Ayun, grandma... There are three moles on your face, namely on the left ear lobe, right eyebrows, and the left side of the bridge of your nose."

Duan Xu didn't seem to be worried about Ayun in front of him at all. He even sat down and said calmly: "The three moles are all in the same place. Even if they are blood relatives, I don't believe it is a coincidence."

Ah Yun's pupils trembled slightly, and her body became tighter and tighter. However, after Duan Xu finished speaking, she relaxed and looked at him in amazement: "You are really amazing."

Duan Xu didn't say anything, but looked at her in confusion: "What the hell is going on?"

Ayun turned his head, looked at the vast mountains, and whispered: "When I was very young, my mother told me not to be fascinated by the world outside the mountains."

"So, I have always focused on what I see. In spring, I plant vegetables in the vegetable fields and water them. In summer, I sow peppers and tomatoes and remove weeds for the vegetable fields. In autumn, I harvest everything I sow and help the villagers from time to time. In winter... I open the window and watch the snow cover the mountains. From the sky to the earth, everything is white."

Ayun's voice seemed to have grown a little older, and his eyes were blurred: "I just thought about what was happening in front of me, and lived in the mountains day after day, year after year. Suddenly one day, I found that I was ninety years old. The villagers said that this was a good thing, and I didn't know whether it was good or bad. I didn't care much, maybe... it was because I didn't care much that I could live for so long?"

"I eat everything I sow myself, cucumbers, tomatoes, pumpkins, potatoes... The excess grain can be exchanged for cloth and needles. In my past life, Huai Village and I never needed money." Ayun turned his head and looked at Duan Xu: "Do you know? It was not until thirty years ago that the village was powered on and there was money."

"Thinking about it now, poverty may be a kind of good luck, just like the locust tree in the middle of the village. When I was young, although the land was barren, it grew lush and leaves. Now... I am dying, it is almost dying. It is wealth that harmed it. They discovered the antiquities buried under it and dug off its roots."

"So, if you want to stop them, you kill them." Duan Xu looked at Ah Yun and asked out the doubts in his heart: "But I don't understand why your clone won't kill you?"

Ayun narrowed her eyes and a young face facing the sun.

"Because this I was created by the locust tree, and your other self was created by the curse buried under the locust tree." She opened her eyes and looked down softly, "Maybe, it created this young body to let me protect it and protect this village."

"Can you protect the village by killing them?" Duan Xu looked at her in confusion.

Ayun shook his head: "I didn't kill them, I just wanted to find the things they poached and go back."

"So you heard that the village chief was so anxious after he died?"

"Yes." Ayun nodded.

"The villagers said that because the old locust tree moved, the village began to be haunted. This sentence is right and wrong. I have seen since I was a child that the village has been haunted. Some people who died just now can see their twisted figures at night, but they never harm people, because the locust tree is still there, it has always been spiritual. Although it can't speak, it hears, sees, and understands more than everyone in this village."

"What's ridiculous is that they dug up the protective umbrella for money."

The sarcastic look on Ayun's face was not concealed at all.
Chapter completed!