Celestial Masters Alliance

My heart felt like it was being pulled, and I asked an unexpected question: "Your leg has just had its cast removed. Did you feel uncomfortable after running this distance just now?"

Mu Mu looked directly into my eyes, and after a while he replied: "It's no problem to accompany you to Sophora Tree Cave again."

The heart I was holding on to just now suddenly dropped, and I lowered my head and smiled.

"Where is the locust tree cave? Are you going to send the head back to his body?" Trumpet raised his voice and came closer to me, glancing at Shan Yu.

In fact, my mind was so messed up that I didn’t even have an accurate answer yet. Mu Mu also glanced at Shan Yu and his eyes darkened: “There is no way a human head can pass the security check. Even if it is a work of art, it will take a while. No certificate. After all, the origin of this head is unknown, and it might cause unnecessary trouble."

Of course I knew this, and I tightened my grip on the straps of my backpack, as if I was afraid someone would come and take him away.

"You can drive. I can borrow my dad's car. The license plate has been reported to the public security department and no one will check it!" Shan Yu said.

I glared at Shan Yu. I already regretted putting her in danger today. She offered to lend us the car, she must have wanted to go on the road with us. If I just go out for fun, of course I would be happy to do so, but the situation under the Sophora Tree Cave is many times more dangerous than the Jiujiang Pagoda. I am still scared when I think about it now, and there are no ill-intentioned old ladies there to help. Will I be able to come out alive? All are problems.

"Let's go..." I weakly found a reason to refuse.

"We have four drivers here. We can get there in five days if there is no accident if we take turns driving." Shan Yu denied my refusal.

I was stunned for a moment, can we get there in five days? How does she know where I'm going? "But I plan to leave as soon as possible. I have to go back to work after the Chinese New Year!" I subconsciously rejected the uncertainty.

Mumu and Xiaoba both frowned and looked at Shan Yu thoughtfully.

"Tell me the specific departure time. I'll borrow the car when I get back and give it some time to do some maintenance so it won't break down on the road." Shan Yu's speech speed increased a bit, as if he was afraid that I would continue to refuse.

I felt like I was being forced into trouble and looked to Xiaoba and Mumu for help. Xiaoba didn't know the situation and didn't dare to interrupt. Mu Mu actually said: "There will be no traffic jams when we leave on the first day of junior high school!" I stared at him in surprise. I thought he would try his best to prevent Shan Yu from going to Huaishu Cave with us, but the sudden agreement was so unexpected.

Xiaoba frowned and looked between the three of us.

"Okay! I'll come and pick you up on the first day of the new year." Shan Yu rarely looked at the wood and said, but I couldn't tell how serious his eyes were.

The hail outside stopped and there was a layer of white ice on the ground. Even though we were huddled together, we could feel the sudden drop in temperature. I reached out and picked up a hailstone, a snow-white ice cube about the size of half an egg. The semicircle shape was a bit cute, and there were neat fangs on the edge, as if they were carved out. Xiaoba looked at the hail in my hand and sighed: "Nature is so magical!"

"Yes!" I replied, a giant gray spider flashed in my mind. What was that thing? Supernatural existence?

"Fortunately, we were running fast just now. If such a big ice fell on us, the consequences would be unimaginable!" Shan Yu took the hailstone in my hand and played with it.

"I wonder if the villagers have suffered any losses! Let's go!" Mu Mu stood up and put on his coat, ready to go out.

Shan Yu handed me back his coat and walked out of the small temple. Xiaoba came over to me while I was getting dressed, opened and closed his mouth, glanced at Shan Yu who was standing outside, and said softly: "Let's talk about it when we get back!"

I nodded. Although the sky cleared up, it was already approaching dusk and the sky was getting dark. I held Shan Yu’s hand and trudged forward on the hailstones on the ground. Although the temperature dropped sharply, the hail had melted and our shoes and socks were soon soaked through.

As we approached the village, a group of people came from the village carrying torches. When I got closer, I realized it was the village chief. The villager greeted him from afar and asked, "Doctor Zhu? Is this Dr. Zhu?"

I shouted in reply and walked towards them faster. When the village chief saw me, he said nervously: "The guest house called and said that you have gone up the mountain. If you encounter this natural disaster, how can I explain to the leader if you have something wrong?"

I smiled awkwardly, cursing in my heart that you didn’t know that this was my private action! But he didn't bother to explain any more, so he quickly replied: "Near miss! No chance! Is there any damage in the village?"

The village chief led me towards the guest house, chattering as he walked: "It's almost the Chinese New Year! The crops were harvested early in the morning, and everyone thought there was something unusual today, so they didn't let the livestock out. There was no big loss. Even if there are, they are all vegetables from the vegetable patch, or little house sparrows confiscated from the house. It doesn’t matter!”

Xiaoba took two steps to catch up and asked the village chief: "Does it often hail here?"

The village chief's foot slipped and he staggered and almost fell. Xiaoba reached out to support the village chief. When Mu Mu heard the question, he quickly came up and stared at the village chief with a scrutinizing gaze. The village chief smiled and said: "I'm old! I'm old! My legs and feet are useless!"

I felt that he obviously wanted to change the topic. Xiaoba glanced at me and I nodded. He immediately asked again: "How old are you, village chief?"

The village chief thought he had bypassed the topic and replied without much thought: "I will retire next year!"

The villagers behind him began to talk: "Oh! The old village chief retired, and we asked Hua Tsai to succeed him. Our village does not accept outsiders as village chief."

"Oh? The village chief has lived in this village since he was a child. He must be very affectionate here!" Xiaoba took the torch from the village chief's hand and supported him.

The village chief sighed and said: "I have also seen the colorful world outside, and I don't want to judge whether it is good or bad. This land was created by us, from scratch, and each of us wants to make it better." Well, we also have the responsibility to guard this place!"

I followed the village chief silently. Whether the village chief said this intentionally or unintentionally, it was a passage of great information. Yesterday, the village chief told me that the village was founded by the workers who built the tower. The tower was built in 1935, and the village was probably formed at that time. Today the village chief said again that they founded the village. The village chief is 59 years old and is not worthy at all. Mumu thought that the conversation should not be awkward, so he rubbed me with the back of his hand.

"That's right, I believe that the village will definitely get better and better, and we will also help the villagers solve technical problems. Hey! By the way, village chief, are there still old people in the village who were from the time when the tower was built? Those old people must be one hundred Are you old?" I asked.

The village chief was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "Where are the old people over a hundred years old who didn't eat well before and can live to be eighty?" He shook his head, which made me feel that he was deliberately concealing it. The most important secret about Phoenix Tomb. "My dad once told me when he was still alive that there was a strange hailstorm like this four years ago, right?" He turned around and asked the villagers walking behind.

The few people thought for a while, and a strong man in his forties replied: "Yes! I also heard my mother say that it was in 1949. My mother said that it was not the New Year yet, so it does not count as 50 years. I remember it very clearly because I have never seen hailstones before!”

The trumpet quietly gave me a thumbs up, and I raised my eyebrows, "Show me, please imitate me." When you ask a question that someone doesn't want to answer, and that person avoids the topic, you can follow his topic down to a certain level and ask him a more difficult question, and he will definitely avoid the important and take the easy. Stop all questions.

"Nearly sixty years ago." Xiaoba sighed.

Sixty years? I don’t know why, but my whole body trembled, and the idea of ​​sixty years flashed through my mind. Who told me that?