Paper horse incense shop

In fact, I have already made enough mental preparations.

But when I really saw these photos, I still felt a tremor in my heart.

There is nothing more despicable than threatening a girl in this way.

Each of these photos is actually an afterimage left behind when the flames in hell dance.

No matter how crazy Bai Xiaowan is now, it is understandable.

Not to mention, after she saw the old beast suffering from a stroke, she still had good intentions and wanted to retreat.

Yang Jinhua has a clear human nature, Bai Xiaowanhe should go crazy.

But if you ask me, when rivers and lakes burst their banks, the source has already collapsed, but the tributaries cannot be ignored.

I fiddled with my phone for a long time, and then I figured out all the buttons in this mysterious room, and then I sent it back to Officer Zeng, who had previously added a chat method with me.

Although I haven’t had much communication with Officer Zeng Haoren, based on my intuition and his current behavior, he seems to be a person who hates evil very much.

I want to believe in this star that was plucked from the sky and hung on my shoulder.

At this point, the other party seemed busy and did not reply.

I wasn't in a hurry. I thought for a while and added this sentence after the message:
"This is something I got from other places. It should be used as evidence of guilt. Please take the trouble to find the criminals and give them the punishment they deserve."

"The detection may take some time. I only provide this evidence. If possible, be sure not to mention me when you arrest someone. Thank you very much."

After I finished writing and read it carefully, I was very polite and clicked to send it successfully. I felt relieved.

“White space is great.”

I said to myself softly, just like what my second uncle said to me countless times before.

There used to be a rumor that was not reliable or reliable. Parents who were attentive and high-pressure tended to raise rebellious children, while loose parents tended to raise well-behaved children.

This is the case with my second uncle.

The second uncle didn't know much except making paper. He could hardly help me in life or studies.

Since I was twelve years old, I have basically been taking care of him.

Tired?

My second uncle will praise me if I'm not tired.

If my second uncle has a spirit in heaven for what I am doing now, he would be extremely happy to think about it.

I sighed softly, put down my phone, and fell asleep recalling my second uncle's letters as I had done countless days and nights before.
What are you dreaming about tonight?

Dream: My second uncle wrote about ghosts stepping on people.

Bai Xiaowan's ex-boyfriend used this method to harm people.

And the second uncle happened to have encountered such a thing——

[That happened about thirty-five years ago.

The second uncle was passing through the northwest and had just finished solving the problem——

'The son and his father's lover committed adultery. The two pretended to be evil and conspired to kill the father. Once exposed by the second uncle, the son protected his lover, and the mother protected the son. The mother beat her lover, and the father beat his son and protected his lover.' event.

That family member was nothing, and they didn't give him the money they had agreed upon. They even stole the second uncle's luggage when they were sending him off.

The whole family was scattered, and even if the second uncle found someone, they would blame each other. The second uncle could barely suppress his anger and continued the journey without solid food.

He lost all his food and water, and was destined not to go very far.

But there is always a way, and he happened to faint on an ancient salt road on a stone cliff, and was picked up by a group of caravans carrying salt. What's more in the northwest?

There are many swordsmen, many caravans, and most people in the world.

My second uncle once said that the so-called swordsman is the righteous name for "bandit" in the northwest.

The reason why it is "righteous" is because these people are really people who do things. They walk around the world and eat this food, and they rely on the word "chivalrous".

Bold and forthright, these words are perfect to describe them.

The group of salt traders that my second uncle met was very kind. Not only did they rescue him, they gave him dry food and water, and they also mended the clothes that were damaged due to being dizzy and injured due to hunger.

The second uncle is also a man of temperament and wrote:
'These guys are really good. '

'They treat me well, so naturally I don't care about them. I eat their food and do something for them. '

So after the second uncle got acquainted with a group of people, he got an opportunity and asked the boss of the salt dealer:

"Do you often sell salt on this ancient road, which is narrowest and can only be passed by one person?"

The boss didn’t mean to be shy at all, but was quite talkative:
"Yes, a large part of our hometown does not produce salt. Since ancient times, we have relied on salt gangs to sell salt. If we don't join the salt gangs, then no one will do it. The blankets and knitwear at home cannot be sold, and there is no salt coming in from the outside. , if you don’t have money, if you don’t have salt to eat, you will all starve to death.”

"A group of us brothers, with donkeys and horses, went out with things from our hometown, sold them on the road, and then turned back when we got to a place with salt. We traveled back and forth between the two places for half a year, earning money from our hard work."

"We are just about to go home now with salt. If you are willing, you can go back with us. My wife's mutton cooking skills are praised by everyone."

To put it another way, we felt like old friends at first sight, heart-to-heart.

The second uncle asked, and the salt seller boss told him all the information.

Not only did he tell me where he came from, but he also mentioned the name of another place where he was used to purchasing salt, and even the price of salt.

The second uncle had never heard of those two places. After getting to know them carefully, he realized that they were two counties separated by more than a thousand kilometers.

The second uncle sighed with emotion, then remembered his intention and asked again:
"Actually, that's not what I'm asking. I just want to ask, you often walk on this road. It's almost a hanging road on the stone wall. There is only one person in the narrowest place. This is very dangerous. Are there any casualties?"

The salt seller boss frowned:

"This ancient road is hundreds of years old. Throughout the ages, so many people have walked this road. No one has died, and even ghosts don't believe it."

"It's just that that's all in the past. Since I took over these people, I have been very careful and this has never happened."

The second uncle had already seen some clues, but after hearing this, he was a little confused and muttered:
"Really? It shouldn't be"

The salt sellers were warming themselves around the fire. After hearing these words, they suddenly felt unhappy:
"We kindly saved you, why are you still talking to our elder brother like this?"

"You doubt us?"

"Do you want a lot of people to die?"

Seeing that he was about to offend the public, the second uncle quickly explained:
"No, no, it's actually because I saw it."

"Forget it, you might not believe me if I tell you this."

"How about I ask directly, when you usually walk on this ancient road, do you get the heels of your shoes stepped on by people behind you, but when you turn around, there is no one behind you?"

"Or maybe the horse drags the goods, occasionally gets frightened and kicks people with its hind hooves?"]

I have been suffering from ailments all the time, and I often feel that I have died long ago, and all that is left in the world now is my body.

There will be another chapter later, my dears, forget it, for fear of infecting your dears ==
A short story about the second uncle is interspersed in the middle, so that the follow-up to the Bai Xiaowan incident can be unfolded.

When Liu Bai grew up, he no longer said "missing me", but began to follow in the footsteps of his second uncle and fall asleep.