I had nothing to say after watching this scene, I could only sit there and listen to the two old people talking about some trivial things about their parents, but my eyes began to observe carefully.
The entrance of the village is connected to the outside world by a small road, about enough for three people to walk side by side. In my memory, it is paved with bluestone slabs, but now the grass is too lush, and the bluestone slabs are completely invisible.
Just at the place where you enter the village, there is still a collapsed house next to it. The roof has long disappeared, and the remaining incomplete walls have been covered with green unknown plants. I remember that there used to be a very kind old man living here. I can't remember, and I'm not even sure if there is such a person living there.
Outside the house, where the yard should be, is where the old locust tree and the ancient well are. The two form a natural dividing line here, with the road on one side and the courtyard on the other.
The ancient well is made of stone, and there are carved patterns on it. Not only is it blocked by plants now, but I can’t see clearly when I was a child. I just vaguely remember that the old man who has passed away said that this ancient well has a long history. History has passed, and it seems that the village is still being built. However, the well water in my memory is very sweet, and there is an endless stream of villagers who come here to fetch water every day.
Next to the ancient well is an old pagoda tree. The history is estimated to be as long as the ancient well and cannot be verified. The base diameter of the trunk is close to three meters, and the crown of the tree is 2 to 30 meters in diameter. In the past, it was a good place for chatting in the village.
But now it is like a ghost, there is no life under the canopy except the ancient well, and the sunlight is completely blocked, and even the stars cannot pass through.
Goddess Yan and Aunt Li chatted for a long time, and the smoke was gradually rising in the village. A man next door asked us to go back for dinner from a long distance away, but Goddess Yan refused.
The man left and came back soon, brought some food, but asked me to get it from a far away place. , no one dared to approach.
Goddess Yan did not refuse the food that was brought to her. After eating, she almost chatted with Aunt Li. This conversation continued until the night fell. I am not interested in the topic of my old family. I have already fainted on the stone bench Sleepy, I don't know when, a small sound began to appear in my ear, and it kept getting louder.
It seems to be the whisper of a woman, and it seems to be the play of urchins, which is also mixed with a lot of shouting and the sound of animals walking. I was already in a daze, I couldn't support my body for a while, I nodded my head, and almost fell off.
I hurriedly raised my head to finish, and raised my hand to wipe the saliva from the corner of my mouth, but I was instantly stunned by the scene in front of me. I put my hand on my mouth and couldn't move. My heart seemed to stop working suddenly. The whole person has a feeling of suffocation.
The entrance of the village has changed, and it turned into daytime. The old pagoda tree is still so big, but the weeds on the ancient well are completely gone, and the decorations on the ancient well can be vaguely seen, which are weird and clear.
The weeds that were taller than people on the path disappeared, and the bluestone slabs that had been walked on were revealed again. What surprised me the most was that there were many more people on it, including men and women. Old and young, some in ancient costumes and some in suits and leather shoes. Countless children dressed in clothes of various periods played around the ancient well.
An old woman was standing in a small courtyard, looking at the playful children benevolently, while fetching water from the ancient well, while I was looking at the old woman, the old woman slowly He raised his head and smiled at me with a kind and kind smile.
But my whole body seemed to be thrown into the cold North Pole in an instant, and my body shivered involuntarily, and then my whole body was surrounded by a cold called fear.
I am too familiar with the old woman fetching water, because that face has been deeply imprinted in my mind.
That was the old woman from the shroud shop, the same white-haired old woman who sold me the money paper and asked me to go to the ghost building. I opened my mouth, but couldn't say a word, but just as I couldn't help blinking.
Everything disappeared, as if it was just my hallucination. When I looked again, the old locust tree was still an old locust tree, and the ancient well was still covered with weeds, covered with stone slabs, and there was nothing on the path except weeds. . But the sky is already dark, and it's hard to see clearly from a little further away.
"Alas." A sigh came from my ear, which startled me who was in fear. When I turned my head to look, I saw it was Aunt Li.
At this time, Aunt Li had already stood up, and was sighing in the direction of the old pagoda tree, with a strange look on her face. Under my surprised eyes, Aunt Li saluted respectfully in the direction of the village entrance, and then turned her head away. Hui said: "I have never seen such a united village, as if everyone has really been fully integrated."
Goddess Yan stood up and asked me to salute with him in the direction of the village entrance, but unlike Aunt Li, Goddess Yan and I both bowed on our knees.
After standing up, Goddess Yan sighed, "If it wasn't for this, the village would probably be gone by now."
Aunt Li didn't answer, but looked at Gujing carefully and said, "What is being suppressed here?"
Goddess Yan shook her head, her eyes also showed confusion and said: "I don't know, probably no one knows now."
Aunt Li nodded, but I became very excited. This is where the photo guides me. Is this the source of the photo
"Aunt Yan, those photos are all from here, aren't they?"
Goddess Yan shook her head and said, "No."
I showed disappointment on my face. Although I am still afraid, no matter how scary it is, as long as it can prevent me from receiving photos, I am willing to give it a go, even if it means death.
Aunt Li comforted me, and then asked about the situation here with Goddess Yan.
Goddess Yan's eyes suddenly became distant, as if she was looking at the truth of the matter through endless time and space.
"That was when I was very young, not much older than Xue'er. My mother was a witch, so from the time I was born, I was destined to be a witch. At that time, I had no friends, no, yes, the only friend was Wu Jian My mother is gone, only he is not afraid of me."
I don't know why Goddess Yan suddenly brought up his past, but hearing about the relationship between him and my mother made me let go of my guard against him a little bit, and quietly listened to Goddess Yan's recounting of the past.
The three of us sat back on the stone chairs, and the story of Goddess Yan and the village entrance, the ancient well, and the old locust tree slowly unfolded to me.