"Are you really going back?"
The voice of Fudaoshanren suddenly rang in Jianchou's ears.
She was startled and turned her head to see that the mountain man who was standing in a daze at the bottom of the slope just now suddenly ran up. How did he do that
"I'm asking you, why don't you say anything?" Fudaoshanren took a bite of the chicken leg and frowned.
Jianchou had no choice but to suppress his doubts and replied, "Of course I have to go back. No matter what happens in the future, I want to go back and take a look."
"I've already told you that if someone sees you coming back from the dead, they will catch you as a monster. Besides, what if your husband is still alive?"
"Then I'll just kill him."
Jianchou's voice was smooth and calm without any fluctuations.
"cough!"
Fudao Shanren was almost choked to death by his own chicken bones: "You..."
Seeing that he seemed surprised, Jianchou couldn't help but smile. She just told the truth this time. No matter what the reason was, why should she show mercy to the person who killed her
and…
"Don't worry, mountain man. I won't be caught as a monster."
"Huh? How can you be sure?"
Seeing her confident look, Fudaoshan was completely confused.
It seems that the Fudaoshan man, who calls himself a "monk" and can convert yin and yang, is not much different from ordinary people in terms of thinking.
Jianchou smiled and said, "I have always been kind to the villagers in the mountains. If they knew I was dead, they would have sent me incense, candles and paper money. But I only have a tree coffin and I am buried under the cliff. This shows that they don't know. Everything was done by my husband. Who knows, they may even find a reason for my disappearance."
"Yes, that makes sense!"
Patting his head, Fudaoshanren looked at Jianchou with surprise and admiration: What a smart brain!
"In this case, I should be fine when I go home."
After Jianchou came to the final conclusion, he walked forward first.
The night sky in the evening gradually became blurry and slowly enveloped the sky.
Soon, it was deep night and the moon was hanging high in the sky.
After a full hour, Jianchou and Fudaoshan finally reached the end of the mountain path and came to the simple little village.
In the center of the village, there is a huge old banyan tree. The bright moonlight covers it with a layer of gauze. Even standing at the west entrance of the village, you can see it at a glance. In summer, when its branches and leaves are dense, you can vaguely see the red silk hanging from it for making wishes.
Jianchou was a little dazed.
There was a hint of fireworks in the wind.
Fudaoshan moved his nose, sniffed hard, and said in surprise: "It smells so good! Who is roasting suckling pig? And pheasant! Wild duck..."
Jianchou seemed not to hear it. She slowly walked into the village.
On the sides of the village roads, which are either narrow or wide, there are piles of firewood needed by the villagers for cooking. Stars of lights illuminate the windows of every household. The further east you go to the village, the fewer houses there are, and there are only sporadic lights in the darkness.
There was blood on her body, but it was hard to see in the darkness.
This one is the Liu family, that one is the Li family...
One household at a time.
I can recognize anyone who sees sorrow.
A wooden door not far away suddenly opened, and a round-faced peasant woman muttered something and hurried out.
"Hey, Madam Xie? Why are you back? Didn't Mr. Xie take you to the city to enjoy life the other day?"
She saw Jianchou at first sight and cried out in surprise.
Jianchou was startled for a moment, then smiled inexplicably and said to the peasant woman kindly, "Thank you, Zhang's eldest sister, for remembering me. I forgot to take some things with me, so I came back to look for them."
"I see."
The eldest sister of the Zhang family did not have much doubt, because she knew that the young couple was deeply in love and had extraordinary status, and that Xie Buchen would become an official in the future.
She smiled in a simple and warm manner, and said, "Then you go find it first. I'm in a hurry to go to Liu's house to borrow some needlework. I'll come and talk to you tomorrow!"
"Why."
Jianchou responded and saw the eldest sister of the Zhang family leaving with a smile on her face.
From beginning to end, she seemed not to notice the mountain man Fudao standing next to her.
Fudaoshanren raised his eyebrows proudly but said nothing.
It was probably their magic again. Jianchou remembered that he had appeared beside him before, so he didn't ask any more questions. He cheered up and walked towards the end.
Her house is just ahead.
A dark farmyard, surrounded by a wooden fence, with a door facing south in the middle, also made of wood, and covered with thatch on the top to keep out the rain.
At this moment, there was actually a small brass lock on the two doors.
The door is locked.
Endless memories flashed through Jianchou's mind again.
She walked forward, stood in front of the door, gently stood on tiptoe, and reached out to touch the inside of the door frame.
My fingers touched something cold.
Jianchou took it out and spread it out in his hand. It was indeed a key.
Even though Xie Buchen lied and left, the key was still there as before...
Jianchou blinked his eyes, and intuitively felt a surge of sadness in his heart. He almost couldn't hold it back and was about to cry.
When she saw the door was locked, she already knew that Xie Buchen was not there.
When she took out the key, she was sure that the affection they had shown back then was not false.
"I have failed you in this life. If there is reincarnation in the Three Realms and Six Paths, you can ask for my life in the next life."
Jianchou wanted to take his life.
As she thought this, she pushed back the tears in her eyes, unlocked the door with her key, and pushed it open.
"Squeak..."
A thin, long sound.
The door opened.
The courtyard was clean and tidy, with almost no weeds to be seen. There was a fence around the west wall, and there was a group of big white geese inside, but for some reason, only the last one was left, curled up in the corner and sleeping. There were three rooms in front, the doors were not locked, but only half-closed. Next to the door hinge stood the green oil-paper umbrella that Xie Buchen had brought back that day.
Jianchou walked in.
Fudaoshanren followed her and looked around. When he saw the desolate surroundings, he couldn't help but sigh.
"Your family is really run-down. What's the point of coming back? Anyway, I saved your life. Hey, why don't you just take me as your master? I will take you to the ends of the earth. Maybe you can meet him in the six paths and nineteen continents in the future? What do you think? As long as you are willing..."
Before he could finish his chattering, Fudaoshanren stopped walking.
When passing by the goose fence, he saw at a glance a big white goose in the corner. It was fat and curled up there to sleep.
His eyes suddenly lit up.
What a nice goose!
The feathers are shiny and the fish are fat and strong. If we could pluck the feathers and put them in the pot, it would be just the right amount for a whole pot!
Fudaoshanren couldn't help swallowing, walked to the fence, raised his leg and flipped over.
At the same time, he did not forget to say to Jianchou: "Well, as long as you let this big white goose go with me, I will waive all the requirements of becoming your disciple!"
Jianchou kept walking forward and came to the door, ignoring him.
Fudaoshanren didn't care. At this moment, the only thing in his eyes was the big white goose.
He walked up to it, squatted down, carefully reached out his hand, and touched the big white goose's head, as if he was touching a good child.
"What a fat goose..."
At this time, Jianchou had already walked to the door, but he didn't pay attention to what Fudaoshan was doing behind him.
He pushed the door open again, and all he saw was complete darkness.
She followed the path in her memory, found the tinder from the windowsill, blew gently, and a faint flame lit up, illuminating the simple familiar furnishings in the house.
Three stools and a square table. On the table stood an unlit oil lamp, folded clothes, and unfinished needlework...
Jianchou felt as if his feet were filled with lead and he could hardly walk.
She came to the table, placed the tinder next to the oil lamp, lit it, and then put out the tinder.
A weak fire rose up, and Jianchou's face was cast into a flickering shadow in the dim yellow light.
She sat on the stool and looked at the empty room. The opposite wall was already empty.
The sword was gone.
Jianchou's heart also felt empty.
She reached out and touched the clothes on the table. Every piece belonged to Xie Buchen, and the stitches on each piece were extremely fine. In the sewing basket, there was a pair of scissors leaning against it, which was used to cut scraps of cloth.
Jianchou reached out and wanted to take it.
However, after she clenched the scissors and took it away, a small rattle appeared under the sewing basket, with a red rope coiled around it and a small silver lock tied to it, with the word "thank you" engraved on it.
At that moment, Jianchou's hands began to tremble.
The rattle was bought from a peddler after she learned she was pregnant; the silver lock was used by Xie Buchen when he was a child, and he said that when they had a child, he would pass this small silver lock to the child. So she found a red string and strung it together that day.
Seeing it all again now...
The scissors wrapped in red cloth slipped from Jianchou's hands back into the sewing basket.
For a moment, she felt heartbroken.
He slowly withdrew his hand and subconsciously touched his flat abdomen.
She suddenly turned around, looked outside the dark door, and shouted loudly: "Mountain man! Mountain man!"
In the yard, Fudaoshanren had already put his arms around the big white goose's neck.
The big white goose was alarmed that an enemy was attacking, and it started to cry out desperately, and flapped its fleshy wings vigorously. Suddenly, goose feathers flew everywhere, mud and water splashed everywhere, and the Fudaoshan man was covered in a mess.
This stupid big white goose actually dares to flap its wings like this!
Fudaoshan was furious and swallowed his saliva greedily. He was about to do something indecent to the big white goose, but he suddenly heard Xie Fu shouting inside. He was so scared that he immediately retracted his hand, raised his hands high, and said to Jianchou inside the house: "I didn't steal the goose!"
Jianchou had already stood up, her steps staggering, and the light from the oil lamp behind her could not illuminate her figure.
Fudaoshanren couldn't see her expression clearly.
"Hermit, I, I am actually pregnant. Could you please... check my pulse?"