Paper horse incense shop

Hengyang River is one of the eight rivers in the south.

It is said that when this place was still in the hands of some unspeakable rulers, this river was named "Hengyang".

'Hong' has two meanings.

The first one represents the corpse buried in the river, and its shape is horizontal.

The second type is sudden death.

And Yang means that for a long time, all the people who died were men.

A large number of corpses, broken bones, flesh and blood, were dumped down, and the entire river was filled with a dark red stench.

So for a long time, many southerners who came and went called this river the Hengyang River.

It was not until later that it was changed to 'Hengyang River' due to force majeure.

If it were a different person and I didn't add the word 'zig', I would most likely think that the other person was threatening, or saying weird things.

But the other party is a public loser.

Moreover, this river is the resting place of countless warriors who defended their homeland.

I can express my gratitude with words, but I cannot refuse my soul to return home.

"can."

I took a step back, stretched out my hand, and pointed in a certain direction:
"Let's go, you first."

Gong Shuji didn't hesitate at all, and walked towards the way he came, and moved his long legs again:

"it is good."

"We can go to a nearby town, I know a nice place"

Gong Shuji took two steps and stopped again as if he felt the sight of me alone behind him:
".Do you want me to listen to you?"

There were no other footsteps but his.

I didn't keep up. Smart people naturally ask this question.

I responded softly:

"Go to the left. You take a car and sit in the front seat. I will tell the driver where to go."

Gong Shuji turned his head slightly and looked back at me, with a dazed look on his face mixed with a little smile:

".good."

"I'm so happy. You've grown up."

I was thinking about how to improve my initiative. When I heard this sentence, I said expressionlessly:

"First of all, you and I are not much different in age, so you don't need to act like an elder in front of me."

"Secondly, Gongshuji, you should know that I don't trust you that much."

Gong Shuji didn't speak and turned his face away. I couldn't see that face that could be called the beauty of the moon, but I could feel his silence:

"If you want to say hello to an old friend, it won't be too late to chat with you after you help me retrieve my second uncle's bones."

As long as that time, we can still stand still and chat quietly.

We were very silent all the way. I took him around Yunmeng several times, and finally decided to go to a small town called 'Anfang' not far from Yunmeng.

The town has an ancient charm, and there is a peony species called 'Er Zhengchun'.

Half decadent and half gorgeous, very attractive.

It is said that "Er Zhengchun" was originally a Luoyang flower species. It was rewarded by someone in power to a certain favorite. The favorite specially built a large garden to place the "Fang", so the garden was named "Anfang". '.

When he was young, he built a tall building, but soon it collapsed.

The favored minister soon fell out of favor, and the courtyard wall was knocked down, thus giving the place its current name of 'Anfang'.

There are beautiful flower species and the blessing of historical origins. During the flowering season, many people gather here to enjoy the flowers. It is considered a good tourist attraction in the surrounding area.

With tourists gathering and dispersing, there are naturally abundant means of transportation. In addition to the airport, there are almost all other stations.

Cars, trains, passenger cars, plus Southland’s unique ferries and boats.
Directly connected to the north and south of the Yangtze River.

In other words, the large flow of people makes it very convenient to escape. But this is only a small reason.

A large part of the reason why I chose this town is because the name of this town contains "Fang".

The second uncle's name happened to have the word "fang" in it.

I have seen my second uncle for a long time, and I hope that this name can bring me a moment of good luck.

Because I really, really miss him.

My dusty sixth sense is telling me crazily——

This is the closest opportunity I have to get closer to my second uncle.

I am destined to be unable to break through Gongshu's formation.

Taking revenge now would be the same as committing suicide.

If I miss this time, the next time will be much later
Perhaps, it is possible to find the second uncle's bones only after the Gongshu family and his son have been forced away with their lives.

It’s a tough road, I know that.

At the beginning, I even thought that I would not come to Yunmeng, go home and work on my own behind closed doors, and make myself crazy like a Tzu Ching girl, and maybe I could come and get the body back.
But the fact is-

I am not a Tzu Ching girl, and I don’t have teachers or professors. The things recorded on the secret method of paper binding are limited. After all, I am a frog in the well.

Not to mention, Gong Shuqiu had been fighting with his second uncle for many years, and both of them knew the opponent's trump card very well.

The sword of the previous dynasty cannot kill the current people.

That’s why we have to move forward step by step.

Besides, come to Yunmeng
Also closer.

It's also closer to my second uncle.

Second uncle loves me so much that he will come to me even if he becomes a ghost.

Ghosts can't be too far away from my own bones, and I can't be too far away from my second uncle's bones.

Otherwise, I will be swallowed up by those nightmares sooner or later and become another monster walking in the night.

so.
Let's be safe, be safe.

It would be best to let the second uncle be buried like this
As long as Gongshu is jealous of this person.
".You two, just share a room?"

The voice of the lady at the front desk interrupted my thinking. Her slightly doubtful gaze passed over Gong Shuji in front of me, and finally fell on me, turning into an encouragement:
"Then I want to see this sister's ID card. This is the rule!"

"We don't welcome minors living here, especially if a man and a woman share a room."

I was stunned and didn’t understand what Gong Shuji said when I was distracted, but I still handed over my ID card:

"This is my ID card. I'm an adult. This..."

"This is my brother."

The young lady at the front desk carefully checked the date of birth on the ID card, and then listened to my words, her expression still looked a little ugly:
"You have different last names. Are you really brother and sister?"

"If they are real siblings, why do they need shackles, candles, whips, waterproof film, and condoms?"

Because I was distracted and blocked by the tall figure like a mountain in front of me, I didn't quite hear what these two people said earlier.

Now that he heard it clearly, his thoughts became a little incoherent. He subconsciously glanced at Gong Shuji, who still had his back straight, and slowly saw a question mark:
"?"

Gong Shuji's thin lips moved slightly, he closed his eyes and said softly:

"I am a slave."

I opened my mouth, but I felt like there was something wrong with my ears.

Long time no see, this person still has such a different style from others.

Talking and communicating with him is quite a kind of——

On a winter night, I was lying in bed and had already warmed the bed, but I was hungry and had been mentally building myself up for a long time. I finally decided to get up and boil water to make a pack of fragrant instant noodles.

As a result, I finally got up, put on my clothes, and boiled water. As a result, I didn’t feel as helpless as making instant noodles at home. (End of chapter)