Ten thousand san fell asleep in the car, sleeping lightly all the way, having many dreams, dreaming that he had returned to Wuzhu Village, the villagers either could not recognize him, turned a blind eye to him, or had his eyes slashed with a stick, and beat him to flee with his head in his arms.

Look, about this village, he will never have a beautiful dream: what I have been hiding from my hometown, for him, there are only four words.

That ghost place.

But the old saying goes: Dreams are the opposite.

When the car was jogging along the bumpy dirt road and rushing to the entrance of the village when the dawn of the third day began to rise, Ten Thousands suddenly became stunned.

There was no familiar smoke from cooking, no lively voices, no chickens crowing, and no dogs barking, as quiet as the end of the world. When you approached, you saw the dilapidated houses, some padlocks, some doors wide open, and only heavy houses were left inside. A mouse whispered and rushed from behind the door to the bottom of the bed.

This is like a *.

Yi Wansan's face turned pale and shouted at Luo Ren: "Where are my villagers? Where are my villagers?"

After yelling, he squatted down with his head in his arms and started crying.

Even worse than dreams, "that ghost place" has become a ghost place.

Luo Ren asked 10,000 to get on the bus and retreated to the nearest village along the way to inquire.

——"Wuzhu Village? It's gone, it was gone a few years ago. Nothing happened, it's just moved away."

——"They live by picking pearls, and they don't produce pearls in the sea. Of course, they can only go out to make a living, and they don't leave them all at once, but they go one after another."

There are very few foreign tourists in this village. The idle villagers are enthusiastic and vivid in telling them about Wuzhu Village near the sea.

"I heard that one year I was so evil. I competed for territory with a village on the beach. As a result, a man fell into the sea and drowned. His wife was so upset that she rowed out of the sea with her man's urn in the middle of the night. Who knew that the boat capsized as soon as she arrived at the center of the sea, and even more evil was still behind. That year, the old clam was basking in the moonlight. I was afraid that the neighboring village would take revenge, and all the fire was burned."

"That year, the whole village had no beads picked, and the villagers felt bad, and they all placed their hopes on the coming year. March sacrifices to the sea gods, which was more grand than before. Who knows..."

The villagers sighed repeatedly: "That sea has become a hen that never lays eggs. Wuzhu Village has been picking beads for generations and cannot do anything else. It has not made a living for several years and cannot survive. So, at first, I only went to one or two families, but later I went more and more, and it became an empty village in the past few years."

He also said: "But it may be that he has found a good life outside and people are walking to a high place. If the sea doesn't have a pearl, it will become a poor mountain and bad water. It's boring to keep it."

Yi Wansan kept listening: "Where is the old patriarch, have you left?"

The villagers seemed to remember it and slapped their thighs: "Oh, oh, yes, I forgot to say that the old man has a solar term, so he won't leave. He said that the ancestral hall is here and the soul of the ancestor is here, and he can't leave no matter what."

The old patriarch refused to leave. Whenever someone advised him, he would close his eyes and two lines of old tears dripped down his old face, which was growing in the ravine, into his gray beard.

"We have Wuzhu Village, when Qin Shihuang unified Lingnan and established Xiang County, we have been there for generations. A sea has been raised in the whole village for thousands of years. You can't leave just because you haven't been out of the pearl for a few years. "The pearls are moved to the pearls," "The pearls are moved to the pearls," I have told you."

It was said that the old patriarch had ink in his belly and told historical stories to people in his spare time, and quoted classics and well-founded scriptures.

The story of "The pearls are moved back to the pearls" comes from the legend of Hepu. It says that the former guard and the priest were greedy when they saw the wealth, and sent people to pick pearls without knowing the restraint. As a result, the old clams were migrated away. Later, Mengchang was appointed as the prefect of Hepu. He was honest and benefited the people. Before a year after he took office, the old clams with pearls came back one after another.

In fact, from the current perspective, this is just the inherent pattern of pearl growth and decline. Mengchang gave the old clam a sustainable rest time, not a miracle that touched God. But in the old clan leader's thoughts, it was not like this. He firmly believed that the old clam would come back.

Ten thousand three asked softly: "What then?"

"Then, fewer and fewer people in the village were. One day, the old man became crazy and carried out all the ancestral tablets in the ancestral hall, put them in the pearl-picking boat, and rowed out to sea. He said that for the sake of the ancestors, the sea could not break the road to the village."

Ten thousand three seemed to see, in the morning of misty, the tablets that received incense were scattered in a row in the cabin. The old patriarch shook his boat out to sea, muttering: "The ancestors are above, the ancestors are above..."

Ten thousand San actually felt desolate for him, and an unknown bitterness appeared in his heart: "What?"

"And then..." The villagers suddenly became mysterious and looked around, as if they were afraid that someone would hear it.

He stretched out his hand, facing the back of his hand, and a straight path was drawn from the air, and then turned it to a palm facing upwards.

"It overturned, the boat reached the heart of the water, it overturned. Do you remember that I said ahead that a woman rowed a boat and died in the sea? People said that the water ghost was asking for her life. Some people said that it was a woman who dragged the old man down with her feet. It was very terrible..."

He shivered for a moment, scaring himself into a cold sweat.

***

After Uncle Zhang talked to Mu Dai, he was afraid that she would be too careless, but after watching the past two days, he was so obedient and clever, but it was okay.

But what is Mu Day suitable for? Uncle Zhang took all the jobs he knew and heard of, and thought it was OK, but he always felt that something was missing.

When Kiyo graduated from university, he said: "I have no interest in working in the office. I'm going to college, for the sake of quality and basic qualities."

I thought she was having fun, but it turned out not. When Huo Zihong was here, Uncle Zhang also discussed this topic with her worriedly. Huo Zihong was more open-minded than him and said, "I was born to be useful. Everyone's path is different. If Mu Dai hasn't found his own path yet, let her play. In this life, there are not many days when people can only play happily and just play."

Since it was the boss's wife who spoke, Uncle Zhang stopped talking and said no, turning around and leaving.

He didn't hear Huo Zihong's next words.

"Maybe, I can't even come back if I want to go back to such a day in the future."

***

That afternoon, Uncle Zhang gave someone an interview.

It was a real interview. Three little bastards left at will. Uncle Zhang couldn't understand the red and white wine. Cao Pangpang shouted hard, and when he entered the bar, he was the blind man.

It was only at this time that I realized that Tin San is really a technical talent.

The bartender sitting in front of him was introduced to the bar with a familiarity. He had huge dark circles and looked dissatisfied with desire. He was careless and did not sit down. Uncle Zhang became angry when he saw it.

He coughed twice: "Which bar have you worked in? How many years have you been a bartender? Let me introduce myself, introduce myself."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Kiyo say happily: "Senior Brother!"

Uncle Zhang was startled and thought that he was interviewing with Mu Dai's senior brother. It was not until she jumped out to meet him that she realized that she was thinking about it.

Uncle Zhang looked out curiously.

Muyo’s fellow senior brother? I have never seen him before.

***

Another person who was thriving because he heard the three words "Senior Brother" was Cao Yanhua.

Senior brother, the legend says that the junior sister always loves you to be as cool as the wind!

He was like a giraffe stretching his neck. The smile on his face slowly froze as he looked. He felt that the smile had condensed into ice. When he hit the hammer, the ice would drop down.

This is Kimoyo's... Senior Brother?

The person who came in was about forty years old, gained weight in middle age, his head had begun to bald, his back was hunched, and his clothes were loose. This image really gave up the faces of those who have practiced martial arts for five thousand years in China.

Mu Daihuan happily brought the man's arm and introduced: "This is Uncle Zhang, this is our bar helper, Cao Yanhua. Senior brother, you can call him Cao Pangpang. This is my senior brother, surnamed Zheng, Zheng Mingshan."

Before Cao Yanhua recovered from his disillusionment with his senior brother, he was at a loss. He suddenly glanced at Zheng Mingshan's legs, and blurted out: "Senior Brother...this leg...recovered well, haha..."

Oh no, how can I say that? Mu Dai mentioned that the eldest brother was discounted by his master because he was a thief. For those who learn martial arts, this must be a taboo that cannot be mentioned...

With such a broken mouth, Cao Yanhua's face turned white.

Zheng Mingshan was confused when he heard this and looked down at his legs: Is there any problem?

Mu Dayi was afraid of being in trouble, so he pushed Zheng Mingshan to sit down: "Senior Brother, please sit down."

He came to Cao Yanhua again: "My senior brother likes to drink white wine, but there is no bar. Just buy two liang of liang and Erguotou. If there are side dishes for wine, peanuts, and pig ears, bring some."

Liquor, peanuts, pig ears? In such a delicate and graceful bar of petty bourgeoisie?

They are a bar, not a street stall!

Cao Yanhua couldn't help it: "Is it so rustic? Master, everyone has coffee cocktails. He sips a small wine and chews of peanuts. This doesn't work. And..."

He secretly pointed at Zheng Mingshan: "Are you a part-time contractor? You came directly from the construction site?"

Kiyo glared at him.

"Cao Pangpang, you should not behave like a person. Let me tell you, my senior brother is very powerful. He is a retired special forces soldier. Later, he served as a bodyguard for the rich. He fought against six road bandits alone."

Cao Yanhua's mouth opened, and he couldn't close it anymore.

"Also, my senior brother runs a martial arts school, and his students are full of students all over the world. The disciples drowned you, so they won't go!"

***

Cao Yanhua went there in a flash.

If you have something to do, the disciple will be convinced, let alone the master’s senior brother.

Mu Dai poured tea for Zheng Mingshan: "Senior Brother, aren't you busy in the martial arts hall? Why are you free to come here?"

Zheng Mingshan started his studies before Mu Dai and only studied for a few years. He was not very interested in light body kung fu. After obtaining his master's consent, he turned to attack others. He did not refuse the Southern Fist and North Legs, and he practiced miscellaneously, and was busy with his own affairs. When it comes to the orthodox system of the master's kung fu, he was not as good as Mu Dai.

So he opened a martial arts school to teach, and he was not considered a disciple of the master, but taught everything from various fighting and long fist.

He didn't gild his face: "What kind of martial arts school, that is, training classes, how many sessions a year will be held, and he will be busy with his own time at other times... I happened to receive a call from you, and I was not very far away, so I came here by the way."

After a cup of tea, I went straight to the topic: "Why did I suddenly think of finding something to do?"

Kiyo hesitated: "Then... people who live in this world must find ways to support themselves. Senior brother, do you have a way?"

Strictly speaking, when Mu Dai was introductory, Zheng Mingshan had been traveling around the world and experienced it. The two of them had never really learned the skills at the same time. Many things about Zheng Mingshan were told to her by the master. In her heart, this senior brother was brave and knowledgeable, and had many friends and had a wide range of ways. So after being mentioned by Uncle Zhang, the first thing she thought of was Zheng Mingshan.

Even if there is no way, it would be fine to give her some advice. She is a junior sister.

Zheng Mingshan leaned on the backrest: "Yes, it depends on what kind of way you want. It's not difficult to be stable. I can ask someone to help you arrange an office position in your friend's company, but..."

He looked at Kiyo for a while and smiled first: "It's a bit of a waste in terms of your ability. It's okay to ask you to be an assistant teacher in the martial arts school, but I'm afraid you will be chased away by a bad guy in less than two days."

Kiyo was embarrassed to be teased by him.

Cao Yanhua came back, and the wine cup was served, and he picked up two chopsticks to fry peanuts. Zheng Mingshan was intrigued and patted Cao Yanhua on the shoulder: "Thank you."

What a guy, his strength is so strong that Cao Yanhua almost knelt down by him.
To be continued...