Miss Shen's words sounded like a joke, but after hearing it in my ears at the moment, I didn't think it was a bit funny. I know that Miss Shen is definitely not joking with me. Although I was aware of what happened after I came here, after I heard it, I couldn't help but ask: "Are there really ghosts in this world?"
This question of mine seemed to have been expected by Miss Shen. She did not answer my words directly. Instead, she said to me in a questioning tone: "In the vast world, why only let the living people enjoy everything. It's a kind of nature, but some people can meet, some people can't. And you are the kind of strange flower that you should not meet. If you don't even believe in ghosts, then I I think you should stop here as soon as possible, otherwise, if you continue walking, it will only add a dead soul to this place."
In today's society, science is advocating. Even when encountering some unexplainable scientific phenomena, people always push it to aliens as an explanation. Now that he still believes in ghosts and gods, it is estimated that there are only those of the older generation. But there are also some people, like me, who don’t believe in ghosts and gods but respect them. Generally, people like me are mostly from rural areas. Although the talk of ghosts and gods is no longer popular, when I was a child, I often listened to the older generations in our village telling some spiritual stories. Although I have no impression of the stories I have heard, I still remember the teachings of the old people. , Ghosts and gods can not believe, but you must not be disrespectful. Especially in our rural areas, when passing by the roadside temples of the earth and the earth, they will sprinkle some grains to show their sincerity. In this way, when you go up the mountain to work, the mountain gods and the land here will protect you and go down safely. This is not superstition, but the custom of the people in the mountains.
"I believe it, I believe it." I wouldn't say this sentence when I changed it before or even this morning, but this short one-day experience has completely subverted everything I know. Now I absolutely believe that there are ghosts in this world. Don't talk far, just talk about the old man who has been pestering me just now to let me buy his shoes. His volley floating away is impossible in our world. Even if we are willing to let him walk like this, Newton won't let him go like this. So I believe that he is definitely one! only! ghost!
It’s just that I didn’t expect that ghosts, like humans, would be reduced to the point where they would pull the stalls to sell products everywhere.
"The letter is good. Okay, let's get there, let's rest on the spot." While we were talking, we also reached the destination, which is the gantry wall that Miss Shen said.
"Wow... This is too big." Although Miss Shen had already told me when she was outside, this wall is very big and very high. But... This is too big, too high. I looked at my left and right sides. This is very similar to what Ms. Shen said. Sure enough, I can’t see my head at a glance. A painted black wall.
But the difference in height is too far, Miss Shen told me that this wall is higher than mine, and the three characters "Longmen Wall" are also bigger than mine. I thought it would be more than one foot at most. High wall. But now the wall in front of me is at least three feet high, which is almost six meters high. I have to look up to see the top of it when I stand below, and its wall is still dark black, which gives people a very uncomfortable feeling, dizzy and confused, as if to the edge of the world. Same, there is a feeling of despair. What makes me feel even more strange is the three characters, their size is very similar to what Miss Shen described, and each character really looks about the same size as mine. The font is also written in italics as Ms. Shen said, and there is no difference. The strange thing is that the colors of these three fonts, and the colors they use, are actually black. Although Miss Shen explained that the color of this font must be black, but this is too strange. The wall is jet black, and the font is jet black. It stands to reason that the whole wall is a seamless black. I shouldn't be able to see the three characters Longmen Wall.
The three characters were so big that I couldn’t get a glance at them. So I stood by the wall and looked at the character carefully. It was also black, but I found that the black of the font seemed to be completely the same as the black on the wall. The state of independent existence, that is to say, it is under its control, and I am under my control, and each other's well water does not offend the river.
"Hey, why are you stupefied while standing there, come and help." Seeing me stupefied there, Miss Shen called me and motioned me to come to her to help.
"Oh, here." Forget it, isn't there not enough weird things here? There is a little color problem, I'm afraid it still won't be ranked here. So I immediately responded and went to Miss Shen.
"Wow... this... this... you did these things from here." If I was still struggling with the color of the walls and fonts just now, then at this moment, I was instantly left behind. Because what is shown in front of me is a pot of delicious ingredients. It's all meatballs, shrimp, and even lamb rolls. I am afraid that apart from the shock, all I am left with is saliva.
"Hey, hey, look at it. Don't let the slaw go into the dishes. If you want to eat, hurry up and set up the pot and make a fire. We will eat hot pot for this meal."
I wiped the saliva from the corner of my mouth with a slight embarrassment, and then said excitedly: "Okay."
But in this ghostly place where there is no shop in front of the village, what should be used to set the pot.
Miss Shen seemed to have thought about it, so she immediately said to me: "First borrow the bricks here to build a stove, and put it back intact after eating. It's okay. I act fast. I'm starving to death."
If I were alone, I am afraid that I would lend me ten courage, and I would not dare to borrow the bricks here, but since Miss Shen has spoken, of course I am obliged to act. I have the motivation to eat, and of course I work very fast. I buckle out a few bricks from under my feet and set up a stove in the field. When I was busy setting up the stove, I found that Miss Shen was still putting ingredients on the ground. Out of curiosity, I really wanted to see where she took out these ingredients. She would never follow Dora. a There is a treasure bag like a dream.
"Green vegetables, potatoes, tofu, dried fragrant..." Ms. Shen mumbled as she continued to place ingredients on the ground. Under my close stare, I found that these ingredients were all from her little backpack. Take it out. I have seen that backpack. It has always been carried behind her. It is very small. It can hold some girl's daily necessities at most. It can't contain these foods at all, especially when there are so many.
"Hey, do you like ham or not." I secretly took a peek. Miss Shen raised her head sharply, and our eyes immediately looked together.
Her eyes are so charming, as clear as a crystal, and as clear as a blue sky.
"Hey, what are you looking at? Ask if you love eating ham." Looking at me who was dumbfounded, Miss Shen gave a soft drink again, pulling me back to reality.
"Love to eat, love to eat." I quickly agreed.
"I love to eat hands and feet, don't hurry up, and still stand there stupidly." Although Miss Shen gave me a blank look, she seemed to know why I was stunned, so she still showed a little smile on her face. meaning.
Watching her continue to take the ingredients out of her small backpack, while I was setting up the stove, I asked her curiously: "Miss Shen, how many things are in your bag, it's like a treasure bag." I can't finish it."
Hearing what I said, Miss Shen immediately looked at me like a thief, and then hid her bag behind her. He stared at me with big eyes and said, "What are you doing? This is my baby, you dare to make an idea and see if I don't beat you to death." He raised his fist and protested to me. . Looking at her appearance, I don't know if she is angry or cute. But I hurriedly said: "No, I'm just curious, this small backpack can hold so many things. Like the Qiankun bag in Journey to the West, it is endless."
Women love to listen to good things, and Miss Shen is no exception. Seeing me praise her baby, she immediately showed a happy expression again, and said slightly proudly: "How can that ugly and big thing compare to mine? Mine is much better than his last class. Okay, it should be enough to eat, how is the stove set up?"
"It's almost there, look." Although it was borrowed, I didn't dare to take too much. It probably took more than 20 yuan. Although the stove is not big, it is enough.
Ms. Shen looked at my masterpiece, and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, I still have some skills, okay, let's start cooking."
The pot is a stainless steel pot about ten inches. It was the size when I set up the stove just now, so it just fits into the groove. But for such a big pot, I don't know how Miss Shen got it out of her bag.
The water is two large bottles of mineral water, all of which are poured into a pot into a soup pot.
Everything is ready, only Dongfeng, all these things have been prepared, but the most important thing to eat hot pot is the fire. There is no firewood here, and the one without natural gas can make a fire. (End of this chapter)