husband from hell

Chapter 69
"Find it?" Cheng Ke narrowed his eyes: "How to find it?"

"There is always a way." After being dizzy for a while, I staggered forward, Cheng Ke blocked in front of me, and I fell into that cold embrace again: "Your past, I will help you find it, you can always find it That’s right, the reason why grandpa wants to cut off your Yin-Yang technique of controlling ghosts.”

"This contract..." Cheng Ke was slightly moved: "You don't want to undo it?"

"That's not true." My heart skipped a beat, and my face was a little hot, but I had no choice but to speak bluntly: "I just don't want to be kept in the dark."

"Lu Qiao?" Li Minglang couldn't hear my reply, and his voice sounded a little anxious: "Are you awake? I brought you soup."

Then came the second grandpa's rough voice: "She's here! You can open the door and go in, don't be so embarrassed, sooner or later we are a family, do you know me? Just call me the second grandpa. From now on, Lu Qiao will entrust you to take care of her."

Li Minglang's voice seemed to be slightly stunned, but immediately it was a happy voice: "I will do my best!"

"What does this mean?" Cheng Ke's face turned cold: "Did your grandfather mess up the mandarin ducks?"

"Let's go." I looked up at Cheng Ke, and smiled: "Isn't it, a bit like elopement."

The smile on Cheng Ke's thin mouth was actually a rare warmth: "Yes, elope."

When I escaped from the hospital, I remembered the stage play "Romeo and Juliet" rehearsed in the club when I was a student. At that time, I played the role of a maid, watching the two protagonists shouting sentimental words through the low wall, and I was a little puzzled. I thought about it, is there really such a thing in the world that would rather give up everything for the other party?

However, now I suddenly feel that maybe there is.

I escaped from the hospital on the balcony and entered a small cafe. Cheng Ke ordered ginger syrup for me, frowning: "Tell me, where do you start looking?"

I took a breath, took out the photo I found in the locust tree hole from my arms, and pushed it in front of Cheng Ke: "I heard that ghosts can't take photos easily, so at this time, you Are you still alive?"

Cheng Ke looked at the photo, and a trace of imperceptible confusion flashed through his always deep peach blossom eyes: "This woman's face..."

"I think it's calamus!" I stared at the photo and said, "Maybe, there was a last resort at that time, and we had to conceal the relationship between you."

Cheng Ke shook his head, and said apologetically, "I don't remember anything now, but I only remember the moment when I saw Calamus reopening my eyes, and I seemed to be alive again, and my heart seemed to be able to beat again."

My heart ached slightly, but I still smiled instead: "So, she is so important to you!"

Will he come back to life with his heart beating for me?

I don't know, let alone want to know.

"This place..." Cheng Ke noticed that this was a photo taken outside. The two of them were sitting side by side, with a picturesque scenery behind them. There was a hazy mountain in the distance. It has a heart-like shape, which looks very special.

At this time, the serving girl came over to serve ginger tea, saw the photo at a glance, and said with a smile: "Oh, this handsome guy has also been to Lover's Mountain?"

"Lover Mountain?" I came to my senses and hurriedly asked, "Sister, do you know this place?"

"Yeah," the little girl smiled with a round face, her eyes crescent like crescents: "This should be a very famous scenic spot in Xichuan! I saw it on TV, and I heard that the old man who lived in Xichuan The Chinese people had the custom hundreds of years ago that the lovers who are destined to each other for life tie a lover's knot on the tree of the lover's mountain, and the two people will be able to last forever.

Now this custom has only recently spread to the outside world. People who travel to Xichuan are willing to hang lovers there. When did you go there?This is you beauty, right?It's a pity that the photo is a bit incomplete, but in that kind of place, I took this kind of retro photo in old clothes, it's so beautiful. "

So long ago, did Xichuan have that kind of custom?
Then Cheng Ke should also hang the so-called lover's knot with Calamus, right?

For some reason, I felt the ginger syrup was a bit bitter, but I still put on a very happy look: "Perhaps, you are also from Xichuan, just like Luo Bai and the Du family."

Cheng Ke frowned: "But when I speak, I don't have Xichuan's accent."

"Then how can you tell for sure?" I continued: "After leaving Xichuan, it's normal to get used to speaking the official language at that time."

Cheng Ke was not moved at all, but frowned a little.

I saw that he didn't look happy, so I continued, "Come on, it's great, it went so smoothly, and I found a clue from this photo, but I didn't expect it to be Xichuan, the territory of the Du family again. "

"The Du family is irrelevant, it's just this memory, do you really want me to get it back?" Cheng Ke looked at me, his voice a little heavy: "If it's not that important to you, in the future in my world, slowly Slowly, there are only memories about you left."

I was startled, but then said: "I know, you... want to remember it too, right? It's a pity that the Ancient Mao God refuses to talk about it, so since you want to get it back, I'll accompany you, what's wrong? "

"I hope," Cheng Ke held my hand with a cold hand: "No matter what unpleasant things you encounter when searching for memories, you don't regret it..."

"It's hard to chase after a word. I never know what regret is." I stared at Cheng Ke, and there was still half a sentence, but I didn't say it. As long as you remain the same, as long as you remain the same...

But... who knows, what was originally in his heart?
Maybe it's a gamble.

I lowered my head, as if I was just looking for something to distract my attention, I took the photo in my hand and flipped through it, and I saw that behind the photo, there was such a line written in traditional characters: "Benefit, keep .”

"Hui Ren?" I frowned, what does this mean?
I took out my mobile phone and searched, Xichuan, Huiren, all came up with irrelevant content, and finally, I saw this paragraph on the travel strategy page of a private blog:

"This self-driving tour to Xichuan, what left the deepest impression was not the famous scenery of Xichuan, but a small hotel called 'Huiren'. The decoration in the period of the Republic of China made me feel like a brother who had fallen from the Qing Dynasty. He hated the country and his family and devoted himself to the mountains and rivers. Tsk tsk... The owner said that the hotel has been kept in its original state, probably because he was afraid that someone would not be able to find him back. Isn’t it full of legends and whimsy? Is it romantic?”

There is also a picture attached, which is blurry, but it can be distinguished that it is indeed an old building with old furnishings.

Someone left a message below, complaining that the blogger was a soft dog from Xichuan Travel Agency. He followed the blogger's advice and went to find the hotel, but he couldn't find it at all. Even the locals didn't know there was such a Huiren hotel in the area.

The blogger replied: "It's obviously at the foot of Lover's Mountain. It's super easy to find, okay? But by chance, I found it after I lost my way. I followed a small stream down the mountain to the end.

A few netizens commented sparsely that the blogger may have really traveled through time and arrived at a hotel that he could only see.

But the blogger never replied again.

"This seems to be very important," I looked up at Cheng Ke: "Let's go and have a look?"

Cheng Ke's eyelashes flickered under the golden sunlight, as if he had made enough decisions, he nodded.

After buying the ticket to Xichuan, my phone rang several times on the way. It was nothing more than my second grandpa and Li Minglang. During the off-season of traveling in Xichuan, the car was deserted, but it was quite quiet. I slept for a long time. When I woke up, my body was slightly cold. When I raised my eyelids, I found myself lying on Cheng Ke’s bed. In his arms, he came out with an extra blanket on his body.

He was afraid that I would feel cold when I touched him...

Under the light of the streamer outside the car window, Cheng Ke's face was as sharp as a knife with a deep outline, sharp edges and corners, full of heroic spirit, and full of good looks.

Like, there should be no good looks in this world.

I just stared at him blankly, a little dazed, while Cheng Ke was still holding the photo tightly, as if thinking hard about something.

But as soon as he saw that I was awake, he patted my head again and put the photo away.

So I didn't ask anything.

There is probably a corner in everyone's heart that is not easy to touch. What's more, even slowly losing his memory can make him feel an important person.

Calamus, who is she?

When the bus arrived at the station, my whole body's spirit had almost recovered, and I thought to myself, maybe I won't come to my aunt for a long time, but I can save some blood.

It was already the time when the sun was setting, and the setting sun was like blood, reflecting the beautiful Xichuan River in a blood-red color. Against the background of the distant mountains like a daisy, it was a special kind of thrilling beauty.

"This is our scenic spot in Xichuan, the Rhododendron Crying Blood Scene!" A short man who looked like a tour guide who spoke Mandarin with a taste of Xichuan's local dialect saw me and Cheng Ke get out of the car, and hurried over: "You two came from outside. If you come here, you must stay at our original inn in Xichuan! Our Qingxia inn..."

"We want to go to Huiren Inn." I looked at the tour guide and said, "Do you know him?"

As everyone knows, when he heard the word "Hui Ren", the smiling face of the tour guide changed suddenly, as if he had been frightened, he opened his mouth, and his slightly cloudy eyes rolled away. Then he said, "Ah... Huiren? I don't know... I haven't heard of it..."

This is clearly lying!
And the tour guide was originally planning to take us to stay, but when he heard us ask this, he hurriedly retreated into the crowd, whispered to the people who were traveling with him, and pointed at Cheng Ke and me. , His colleague's face changed a little after hearing this, and he looked at us with a strange expression, obviously a little scared!

Obviously there is a ghost in my heart!I wanted to ask again, but Cheng Ke held my hand: "Forget it, if we can't ask, let's find it ourselves."

"However, where can I find it just relying on a name that I can't find out?" I said a little depressed: "Just relying on a lover's mountain? But there are so many places where you can see the lover's mountain..."

"Judging from the angle in the photo, I was on the west side of Lover's Mountain at that time. According to the height of Lover's Mountain, if you calculate the size of this ratio, it should be about fifteen miles around the west side of Lover's Mountain." Cheng Cheng Ke said lightly: "Just look for it, the error will not be too big."

I was a little dazed when I heard it. I always knew Cheng Ke was smart, but when he said this, I felt that he seemed to be omnipotent.

"What are you looking at?" Under the setting sun, the contours of Cheng Ke's face became even deeper, and the shadows of his eyelashes cast heavy shadows on his eye sockets: "Follow me, that's it."

I nodded ignorantly, and sure enough, as long as I follow him, that's all.

I seem to be back when I was a child, going out with my dad to socialize, my dad drank too much, and it was late when I came home. I was afraid that my mom would scold him, so he secretly took me to a cemetery to take a shortcut, planning to go back early Home, who knows, the path in the graveyard is intricate and complicated, and I can't find the way out at all, so I am confused.

I was so frightened that I was about to cry, but my dad held me with one hand, shook the juice bottle he was carrying with the other, and said with a bit of alcohol, "What are you afraid of? With your dad around, you don't have to be afraid of anything! Seeing this Is there a bottle? Which wild ghost dares to come out to scare you, I will blow his head off."

At that time, the image of my dad in my eyes was really like the mighty Tota Li Tianwang, the kind who was shining with light all over his body and looked like a fairy.

Maybe it's really a big zodiac sign of one dragon and one tiger, the evil spirit is too strong, and I didn't meet the strange thing. I don't remember how it got out of the grave circle, but my father's appearance at that time was deeply imprinted on me. In my heart, I just thought, just follow my dad, that's fine.

Cheng Ke unexpectedly gave me the same feeling as my father at that time.

With him, I can not be afraid of anything, because with him, I can go anywhere.

Holding his hand, as if casually, wherever you go, you are also willing.

According to the distance calculated by Cheng Ke, we found a bamboo raft, and the landscape was picturesque. The breeze blowing over it made me feel clean and refreshing. My hair was blown up, and Cheng Ke helped me comb it Suddenly, he said in a low voice, "That's great."

"Huh?" I turned to look at him: "What?"

"This looks really good." There was warmth in Cheng Ke's eyes, against the enchanting sunset, it was so bright that it was unbelievable.

I suddenly felt that I was really greedy. At this moment, I can actually hope that forever...

"Where are you young couple going?" The old man holding the bamboo raft is obviously a native of Xichuan: "It's a bit late for sightseeing at this time."

With the experience just now, I know that the Huiren Hotel is probably a taboo of the people in Xichuan nearby. I was afraid that if I mentioned it, I would frighten the old man and push us into the water, so I said obediently: "Xichuan has good air, We want to see the stars."

"Looking at the stars is good," the old man replied: "The Milky Way is bright, and it must be clearer than that of the big city! However, the place you are going to is a bit off, you'd better be careful."

I nodded, and asked casually, "Is there no one in the place we're going to?"

"That's right," the old man murmured, "Not only is there no one, but... well... I'm afraid I'll scare you and disturb your interest, so I won't say anything?"

"We are very interested," Cheng Ke said, "The ones who dare to come here are of course looking for excitement. Sir, you must have stayed with many people who came to explore, right?"

"Hehehe..." The old man cracked his toothless mouth and smiled: "Isn't it! The young people of this generation are overfed, but they love to find excitement instead. It's true. One idea lasts for years s things……

To tell you the truth, it is not far from the place you are going to. There is nothing else, but there is a large mass of mass graves. They are all refugees and soldiers who were buried indiscriminately during previous wars. Because the terrain is dangerous and remote, there are no No one cares about whoever is in the way, you have to be careful, watching the stars is watching the stars, just don’t encounter ghosts, hahaha..."

Cheng Ke's big peach-blossom eyes looked at the endless mountains with dark eyes, and he saw that the mountains and mountains were gradually becoming unclear, and the night was covering, and the blue color turned into black.

The water waves swayed slightly, I turned my head to look at the clear water, and saw a white shadow around me, like a cloud of fog, surrounded by an unknown origin!
This scare was no small matter, even if I was used to it for a while, it appeared too suddenly!

At this time, the bamboo raft touched the shore, and I lost my footing, and almost fell on the shore. Cheng Ke caught me quickly, took me to the shore, nodded his thanks to the old man, and paid the boat fare , After walking a little farther, I vaguely heard the old man talking to someone very enthusiastically: "You are welcome, but just drop in..."

Drop in?I couldn't help but turn my head back, the old man was already supporting the bamboo raft, humming a song, and turned back.

Swimming in the water on a small bamboo raft should be a very beautiful picture, but for some reason, it just feels a bit awkward,
I just found out, the strange thing is, why does the bamboo raft itself have no reflection on the water?

"Don't look at that." Cheng Ke pulled me over and said, "The stars have come out."

I raised my head, only to see that the majestic sky had been pulled down heavily, and the newborn stars were hanging in the sky that seemed not so far away, shining with cold light.

It seems that there are only two of us left in the world.

There are more and more stars in the sky. At the same time, because there are Xichuan water and reeds here, many fireflies also fly out from the depths, reflecting each other with the stars in the sky and the reflections in the water. This scene is beautiful. Take your breath away!

But before I knew it, I just felt that this scene seemed to me in a dream, so familiar, as if it had never changed, I thought about it for a while, ah, I had a dream!

The illusion in that dream is surprisingly similar to everything in front of me!
Is the person next to you in the dream also Cheng Ke?I don't remember much...

Cheng Ke, who looked up at the stars, probably doesn't remember...

Following the shining starlight, I really saw a small stream flowing out of the mountain. The stream was shining with waves, as if it had sprinkled countless scattered starlight.

I realized it immediately, is this the creek that the person on the Internet met when he lost his way?

There is more green in front of me, as if it is raining, it is beautiful and picturesque, but some green is not quite right...it is a ghost fire!

Will-o'-the-wisps are also mixed in these starlights!
I followed the source of the will-o'-the-wisps, and saw that large piece of will-o'-the-wisps floating continuously from a dark place. Looking carefully, that place seemed to be exactly what the old man who was punting the boat just said. Mass grave!
At the same time, a curling singing sounded: "The moon is bright, the wind is quiet, the leaves cover the window lattice, and the crickets are called clank!"
like the strings
The sound of the piano is soft and melodious
rocking cradle

mother baby close your eyes
I slept that one in a dream..."

In the mass graves at night, someone is singing a lullaby?
Goosebumps all over my body immediately!
Following the song's reputation, sure enough, a woman with a veil wrapped around her head was carrying a child on her back, circling around the chaotic graveyard, like walking in an S shape!
"Cheng Ke..." I looked at Cheng Ke.

"Don't be afraid," Cheng Ke clenched my hand, showing interest, "Let's take a look."

The woman's slender body walked slowly through the cemetery, as if she was looking for something. After a while, she seemed to have spotted a spot, and took out three sticks of white wax and some offerings from her arms, and put them on the ground. After laying it out on the ground, those who put their hands together bowed down.

Going out to visit the grave in the middle of the night was already very strange, and with the child with me, the feeling was even weirder. When I got closer, I could see the child's eyebrows and eyes clearly, and I was shocked.

What she was carrying was not a child, but a paper doll!
That paper figurine was wearing a paper hat, carrying a paper schoolbag, and wearing clothes that looked like a school uniform. He had crudely made eyebrows and eyes, and two balls of plateau red were painted on his cheeks!

What is the point of this?
The woman didn't seem to notice our arrival at all, she calmly took out the match and lit the pewter, the pewter slowly exhaled smoke, the woman looked at the flames, her eyes behind the veil, smiled It's weird!

I couldn't help leaning closer to Cheng Ke, but when I looked under the woman again, it was clear that there was indeed a shadow, and my feet were firmly on the ground. In other words, is she not a ghost?
The woman sang a lullaby, as if the paper figurine behind her was really her child, and patted the paper figurine's head carefully, as if afraid of the paper figurine!
I can only say...the world is so big, there are so many wonders, if this is some kind of folk custom, it would be too weird, right?

Cheng Ke saw it clearly, held my hand tightly, and said in a deep voice: "It has nothing to do with us, let's go."

"Oh, good..." I quickly agreed, and couldn't help but look back at the woman

I looked at the paper figurine behind the woman, and felt a little uncomfortable. I unintentionally swept my eyes, and found that the paper figurine suddenly blinked!

I widened my eyes, and suspected that I was wrong, but the eyes of that paper man were clearly painted on, no matter what, it was impossible to blink!
Unless, it lives...

This thought made me shiver, and I quickly followed Cheng Ke and walked forward. At this moment, I saw a little light from the deep mountain!
At the end of the stream, there really was an antique building. The building looked the same as in period dramas, with flying eaves, blue tiles, and neat courtyard walls, especially the two big sills hanging on the gate. Lanterns, with flickering flames, are indeed old-fashioned lanterns with candles, and there is really a feeling of time travel!

The vermilion lacquered gate was wide open, and there was a large plaque hanging above the gate, on which was written the four characters of "Hui Ren Hotel"!
Really here!Found it, found it very smoothly!

Cheng Ke stared at the hotel, and took out the photo. Under the cold starlight, I found that the angle we are standing now is exactly the same as the angle we saw when we took the photo!
"Go in." Cheng Ke put the photo up and said in a deep voice, "I hope this trip is worthwhile."

He is still willing to recall his past, I always know.

This place has a deep courtyard, and the threshold is very high. I am not short, but it took a lot of effort to cross the threshold.

Unexpectedly, just before going in, a sinister voice rang from the side door: "Welcome."

My nerves have already been frightened a lot, and this time I just got over it with a shudder: "You... hello..."

From the deep shadow behind the door, a person slowly moved out.

That person was also the same as the others in Xichuan, not tall, wearing a mandarin jacket and robe, black-soled cloth shoes, and even a melon skin cap. It was completely dressed in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China!

But seeing his chubby face like a white steamed bun, he showed a stiff expression like a clay sculpture and wood carving: "Where does the guest officer live?"

Drink, this greeting is completely grammatical from that era, I nodded hurriedly and said, "One...a standard room."

"It's... Le..." The shop owner or the shop assistant made a long cry, carried a long-handled lantern, and walked in front of us.

Through the flickering light of the lantern, I saw numerous light purple hydrangeas planted on the left and right sides of the path, the heavy flowers almost hanging down to the ground, and the air was filled with a light fragrance of grass and trees.

Inside the inn, as the blogger on the Internet said, it is indeed antique, with oil lamps and teapots on it!

Even the bed is the kind of mahogany bed with a ceiling in the costume drama!

"Take a rest, both of you." The fat mantou said in a deadpan tone: "The hot water is in the tea room at the end of the corridor, you two can do what you want."

Saying that, he took the wooden door engraved with water chestnut flowers and went out by himself.

A kind of breath that seems to have traveled through a hundred years permeated the room. What the blogger said was not wrong at all. When I entered here, it seemed to be two eras from the outside world. I also had the illusion of time travel.

Cheng Ke looked around for a while, and I asked, "How is it, does it feel familiar?"

Cheng Ke thought for a while, then shook his head: "Sleep first, it's not too late to check tomorrow."

I nodded, and at this moment, I don't know where, there was a burst of "hmm..." panting sound, very similar to... that kind of bed, exercise?

It is not surprising that there is such a sound in the hotel, but the sound is too loud, right?

Cheng Ke obviously heard it too, and raised his eyebrows: "Interested?"

"No!" My face turned red, and I just shook my hands: "Don't get me wrong! I'm not interested in this. Maybe it's because someone is playing an AV and the sound is a little louder. I'll go and have a look. Who is so devoid of public morality..."

As I said that, I opened the door when I got to the door. I was stunned, only to see the woman carrying the paper child on the deep hydrangea path also walked in!

Her body was stretched straight and looked very stiff, only her two legs were swinging, but her arms seemed to be glued to her sides, motionless, but the paper child was swayed from side to side by her steps, as if Alive, acting like a spoiled child...

At this moment, Cheng Ke put his hands around my waist, and the cold breath was permeating my ears, and said in a low voice: "What are you doing watching AV, why don't we act it ourselves..."

(End of this chapter)