I don’t understand what Yubo means, and there are some things I want to ask more clearly, but Yubo boarded the small sampan and did not stop, and immediately sailed down the river. Before leaving, he took a picture. He patted the wooden box on his body and said, "I will keep this jade-top stove for you for three years. After three years, you will come to me to fetch it."
"Uncle Yu, wait a moment..." I ran with the boat on the shore, calling Yu uncle as I ran.
But Uncle Yu didn't know if he couldn't hear it, or if he heard it, he didn't answer, and he never responded. The boat walked very fast along the turbulent water. In a moment, I couldn't keep up, so I could only stop and sigh with excitement.
I always feel that from the time the master happened to the appearance of Yu Bo, this incident has no head and no tail. It happened so suddenly and ended so suddenly. My heart is empty, as if something is missing.
"The sky is about to dawn..." I was meditating, and Qingluo's voice came from behind. Looking back, Qingluo was still the same, standing behind timidly, and whispered: "Where are we going... ?"
"You ask me, who should I ask again." I sighed, Yu Bo left, leaving Qingluo here, I was suddenly a little embarrassed, according to Yu Bo said, let me be as old as this age When my aunt's people live, I absolutely can't accept it. I don’t know why. This time, I think it’s not appropriate to throw Qingluo away again. I stood there for a long time and couldn’t think of a perfect solution. After thinking about it, I can only count it as a day for a while:" Go downstream first and get my boat back."
Qingluo has a very docile temperament. As soon as I spoke, she silently followed my footsteps. We were three feet apart, and we walked for a long time without speaking.
"You are my master's cousin? Why have I never heard him say it before?"
"The family is very far away. I didn't know in the past. It was more than ten years ago when the family was in trouble and my cousin helped us, so I knew there was such a cousin." Qing Luo heard my question and walked forward a few times. Step, said: "Cousin is a good person, and has been taking care of me all these years."
"Oh." After listening to her, I didn't know how to answer it downwards for a while.
The two fell silent again. Qing Luo seldom spoke actively. After walking for a long time, she tentatively asked: "Thirteen... Are you... Do you hate me?"
"This is not something to hate or not to hate." When I mentioned this, I felt very helpless: "We haven't seen it in the past. It's good, but suddenly... Suddenly we got married... And, you are better than me... Then I ask you In one sentence, now if you are to marry an eighty-year-old man, would you be willing?"
"If it's fate, I will."
"I really admire you
, Where is there any death. "I gave a wry smile, and didn't know what to say.
The two people walked a long way in the night, and I thought about the things that Uncle Yu told me before, the three-eyed floating corpse, hidden in the treasure place in the big river.
"Listen to Uncle Yu, have you seen a three-eyed floating corpse before and went to a place no one has ever been to before?"
"Yeah." Qing Luo nodded. I didn't pay attention. Until now, I realized that her eye circles were slightly red.
"What's wrong with you? I didn't say anything, what are your red eye circles?"
"Sand is in my eyes." Qing Luo rubbed her eyes lightly and said, "Do you want to listen to the three-eyed floating corpse?"
"It's okay to be idle, chat." I rubbed my eyes and said, "They can't be the same as dumb, just keep silent."
Qing Luo's eyes were originally red, but after hearing what I said, she smiled again. Under the moonlight, I can see her smile. She is much older than me, but she looks really handsome. When she smiles, she shows white teeth like white shells, and there are two shallow dimples on her cheeks.
Qing Luo told me about the three-eyed floating corpse very carefully.
That happened five years ago. Qingluo's father was in poor health. About ten years ago, his father was seriously ill, and there was really no way he could do it.
My master started to help Qingluo's family at that time. With the help of the master, Qingluo's father finally alleviated the urgent need, but Qingluo's father did not heal in the end and passed away after two years. When her father passed away, Qingluo didn't know what to do. With her skillful hands and good needlework, she usually helped people do the needlework, coupled with the help of the master from time to time, the life was always going well.
"Wait first." When I heard this, I interrupted Qingluo and asked, "You haven't been married for so many years?"
"No..." Qing Luo shook her head quickly: "Never..."
I am a little suspicious, Qingluo looks like a flower-like person when she was young, so how could she not be able to marry her. However, I think she was so sure, and she was anxious to hear about the three-eyed floating corpse, so I didn't continue to ask.
Five years ago, Qingluo went out to the door. The distance was not too far, it looked like seven or eighty miles. When I went home, I took the ferry. There are many boat owners on both sides of the river. There are big boats and small boats. Cheongna lived frugally and took a cheap ferry.
When the ferry broke, it drove slowly, until the evening of that day, it was still rushing forward halfway. There were about ten people on the boat. When they came to a place called Longwangtan, the ferry suddenly capsized for some reason.
The ship overturned very strange, because Longwangtan
There, there is notoriously calm and calm, the river is very wide, there is a big bend, the river flows here, the water is particularly slow.
All the passengers on the boat fell into the water and flopped back and forth in the river. People who live in the river beach can be a little bit watery, but those people flutter around, and they can't swim out of a circle of four or five feet, and they have been swaying in it.
As dusk approached, the sky was gloomy, and Qing Luo was caught in the midst of a group of people who wanted to escape, and was panicked. Just when she desperately tried to swim out of the four or five feet circle, she suddenly saw a person emerging from under the river.
That man must be a dead person, with no trace of vitality on his body, his face pale and pale, with a vertical eye on his forehead.
As soon as this three-eyed floating corpse appeared, the passengers who were still struggling were all submerged by the river, and Qingluo was no exception. She only felt that her hands and feet were bound by something and could not move. At the same time, The pale three-eyed floating corpse seemed to be slowly approaching.
Qingluo was also swallowed by the river. When she was swallowed by the river, she suddenly lost consciousness, as if she had fallen asleep and had a dream.
She dreamed that the three-eyed floating corpse was swimming down in the muddy river with herself, until it reached the bottom of the river. The bottom of the big river is full of deposited sediment, and in some places the sediment is as thick as ten meters. The three-eyed floating corpse led Qingluo and plunged one end into the mud at the bottom of the river. I don't know how long it took, Qingluo seemed to see a big hole deep in the bottom of the river.
In that big hole, many candles were lit, and the reflections were bright. The ground in the hole is as smooth as a gem crystal, with some criss-crossing fine lines. Qingluo was sitting on this smooth ground in a daze. She was flustered and scared. The pale three-eyed floating corpse was lying not far from her.
Qingluo herself didn't know how long it had passed. The vertical eye on the forehead of the three-eyed floating corpse seemed to suddenly open. He crawled slowly against the ground until he reached Qingluo, and stuffed something in Qingluo's hand.
After that, Qing Luo knew nothing about it, and when she regained her consciousness, she was already lying on the bank of the Dragon King Beach. Qing Luo originally thought that she had really had a dream, but she found out that she was holding a silver cake of almost twelve layers in her right hand.
The silver cake is pure silver, but it may have been left for too long, and the corners have turned slightly black. Qingluo recalled the dream, restless, and immediately went to my master and told the story exactly.
After the master listened to Qingluo's remarks, aside from anything else, he drove the boat to Longwangtan until the place where the ferry capsized at that time. The master got off the Siyang boat directly, and a fierce boy dived into the deep water.
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