"Yes, a ship has come, but do you dare to sit on it?" Xiao Chengqian suddenly said to me after blowing a whistle in order to appear relaxed.
"Is there any other choice? Do you really want to swim?" I stood up, tidied my clothes, put on my backpack, and threw away the cigarette butts to destroy the environment, right? No, I just think that a cigarette butt can make this place more lively. Desperate people, just like these desperate people on the boat, if they can see a cigarette butt, it will be a great comfort.
It’s just me thinking, putting myself in their shoes.
"No, even if it is a boat rowing to hell, I will admit it. Just treat it as a free trip to hell." Looking at the boat floating in the lake, Xiao Chengqian looked like he was risking his life.
"If you understand this bachelor spirit early, you will no longer be a member of your organization, but a member of our Lao Li family." Brother Chengxin took Xiao Chengqian in his arms with a smile.
Xiao Chengqian made a sound and said: "As long as my grandpa is here, I am from that organization. This is a blood relationship."
"Why are you so serious? Lao Li's lineage didn't say that we would take you in. We are already full." Brother Chengxin stared at Xiao Chengqian with a look of 'you are stupid'.
Xiao Chengqian was so angry that his veins were throbbing, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "I'm not afraid of quarreling with others. Who can fight with a vixen? It doesn't matter whether it is a male fox or a female fox."
Brother Chengxin was speechless, this was his Achilles heel. Fortunately, Tao Bo was still serious and shyly hid behind Lu Shan and whispered: "It's not a male fox and a female fox, it's a male fox and a female fox. "
"Hahaha..." Chengzhen laughed loudly. Her character was sometimes more direct than boys.
I also laughed. Could it be that in this scene filled with a strange atmosphere of death, bickering can be regarded as a kind of warmth and relaxation? With such a group of people who are important to me together, we really went to hell, so what
While we were joking and playing, I kept looking at the floating boat, which was moving very fast. In just a short while, it came from far away from the depths of the fog, and I could already clearly see the silhouette of the boat.
It's bigger than I imagined. It's not the size of a fishing boat, but more like the size of the small boats that roamed the West Lake in ancient times. It just lacks the gorgeous decoration and everything looks very simple.
In this kind of boat, the rower is usually at the stern. I just vaguely saw a figure, and I couldn't see it clearly. But from such a long distance, I could clearly feel that the rower was not a ghost. Utilize so-called mental powers to move objects, but a living person.
As the boat got closer and closer, we stopped teasing, and all our eyes fell on the boat, especially Hui Gen'er, who actually showed a hint of sadness in his eyes.
I didn't understand where Hui Gen'er's sudden sadness came from. I just put my hand on Hui Gen'er's head out of habit: "Hui Gen'er, what's wrong? You seem sad?"
"Brother, I don't know. Do you remember before I came here? I once told you that I felt uneasy about this place. What I didn't say was that I felt uneasy and sad. When I saw This ship, and the people on this ship feel even more like this." Hui Gen'er murmured, but he couldn't explain the reason himself.
I didn't ask Hui Gen'er why, but habitually put my hand on his bald head and patted him twice. Although doing this action was no longer easier than before, after all, Hui Gen'er was already so tall, but this is what is unique to me. A way to convey power to Hui Gen'er.
Feeling my comfort, Hui Gen'er's eyes calmed down a little. At this time, the ship was less than fifty meters away from us. It seemed that there were various shipwrecks floating in this range, but this ship was approaching like this. It was as if there was an invisible force that pushed the shipwreck away in advance, but in short, it didn't hit anyone.
From this distance, I also saw clearly that the man rowing the boat was an old man with an old and skinny face. Words like Quai Yi Baijie to describe the beggar’s clothes were not enough to describe the shabby clothes on his body, but his clothes were You can see that the parts that can still be seen clearly are white after washing, and he looks like he cherishes them very much.
Judging from the face of this old man, he is old and thin, which is worrying. His white beard has almost reached his chest. But from the physical point of view, he is not haggard. At least he can hold up his clothes, so he doesn't look too weird.
But the point is, his hair is very strange, as if it has been cut with some rough object. There are tufts here and there sticking to the scalp, but it doesn't look like a leprosy. Although the length is different, it is always There is some turmoil.
'Boom', the boat docked gently, the old man looked at us like this, and we looked at him too. His eyes stayed on Hui Gen'er for a few more seconds, and there was no expression on his face, but Hui Gen'er was inexplicably... I shed tears.
"Hui Gen'er, why are you crying?" Xiao Chengqian was confused.
"Um, I don't know." Hui Gen'er wiped her face and answered Xiao Chengqian randomly.
"Come down the road from the north and reach this lake. Naturally, you have to go to the new city. Let's get on the boat." The old man suddenly spoke, his words were simple and direct.
I asked: "Are you sending us to Xincheng?"
"Besides me, who else can send you there? I am only responsible for the ferry. I cannot know whether you will live or die." The old man said inexplicably.
But it is also a very real sentence, I thought like this and stared at him.
I found that his face was too old, full of wrinkles, and most of his face was covered by his beard. His eyes looked a little cloudy, and I couldn't tell what his expression was trying to express. As I looked at each other, I discovered, I hesitated. His attitude in speaking, his indifferent way of talking about life and death made me not sure if I should get on the boat.
"What should go will always go, and what should not go, the ship will not appear. Everyone can see the beginning, but cannot predict the end, but are you still on the road you should go? I am the person who gives you a ride on the road. , but I don’t want to interfere with anything. Decide quickly whether you want to go or not. If you don’t go in two breaths, I will row the boat back.” The old man seemed to have little patience, but his words were calm and calm. Speech rate is very slow.
"Brother, let's get on the boat." This time, it was Hui Gen'er who made the decision.
I had unconditional trust in Hui Gen'er, so I no longer hesitated and was about to get on the boat, but the old man stretched out a hand to stop me.
That arm was strong and warm, definitely not a feeling that a ghost could have. I looked at the old man in confusion, wondering what he was trying to do
"Do you have a knife? A sharper knife." He looked at me and said, although his eyes were cloudy, I felt that he meant no harm.
"Yes." I answered almost subconsciously. There was a fruit knife hanging on my key. It was pretty sharp. Among the other people in the group, there were also some magical tools that we carried with us...
"Well, shave me. I'll shave my head and it will be considered as the ferry fare." The old man said simply. As he spoke, he saw Lu Shan open the pot and take a sip of wine. His eyes lit up and he said Said: "And that jug of wine."
The wine was given to us by Monsoon. It was the best wine brewed in Hu Village. Lu Shan felt that it was gloomy here and chilled his bones, so he brought the wine with him. It would at least keep the cold away, so it wouldn't be a problem for the old man.
I laughed. Only people want to drink. Ghosts don’t need it anymore.
Thinking like this, I took off the fruit knife on the key and was about to shave the old man's head, but Hui Gener took it and said to me: "Brother, come on, in the temple, we often have to help each other." I'm familiar with shaving my head."
I nodded, feeling that something was wrong with Hui Gen'er, but I couldn't explain it, but I still handed the knife to Hui Gen'er.
Hui Gen'er shaved the old man's head very carefully, seriously, and even a little cautiously. As the hairs of different lengths fell one after another, we saw that the old man's scalp was dotted with many new and old injuries.
The old man probably realized that we had seen it, and said disapprovingly: "It's inconvenient here. I use a stone that has been polished for a long time to shave my head. Even with this effect, I can't shave cleanly. This time, I will keep this knife." Give it to me, and I won’t have to worry about it.”
"Yes." I agreed simply, but the old man's persistence made me think of something, but Hui Gen'er was already in tears.
"Master, are you from the xx Temple in xx Mountain, Shaanxi? That is a secluded temple that does not accept offerings from the outside world or incense from the human world." Hui Gen'er's voice was trembling.
And I also became excited. The place Hui Gener was talking about was the root of Hui Gener and Uncle Hui. They all came from that temple.
But when faced with Hui Gen'er's words, the old man didn't react at all. He snored slightly and seemed to be asleep.
Hui Gen'er wiped away her tears and stopped asking questions. She just shaved her head carefully. In about half an hour, the old man's hair was shaved clean.
He patted his head with satisfaction, stroked it back and forth a few more times, then stood up, jumped onto the boat, and said to us: "I haven't enjoyed such a comfortable haircut in many years, and I actually fell asleep so comfortably. Come on." After the boat is over, remember to leave the wine."