Dark Matter Museum

Ye Nuo didn't believe Mu Wan's story.But he remembered the stars and moon that night clearly.At midnight 11 years ago, the same stars were shining, and the dim red moon rose high, but it could not block the stars.

gorgeous!

Back then, he also found a bicycle and rode Mu Wan all the way, just like that, under the stars, he returned home from school.

"Arnuo, how did you find me back then? The police and police dogs were obviously unable to find me." Mu Wan put her face on Ye Nuo's warm and generous back and asked softly.

Ye Nuo hummed twice without answering.

Mu Wan cut her voice: "It's boring, every time I ask you, you don't tell me. It's really annoying."

Ye Nuo still didn't say a word, but his face was gloomy, as if something bad had suddenly occurred.He didn't believe in things that science could not explain.But now we can figure out what Muwan had experienced before based on the existing theory.

Mu Wan’s birthday is at 4:44 am, forty-four seconds, on April 14th in the rare lunar calendar.Overcast years, overcast months, overcast days, overcast hours, overcast minutes and overcast seconds.

Extremely overcast.

So when she was a child, she could see filth that ordinary people couldn't see, and she was often targeted by filth for a reason.According to previous manuscripts, Mu Wan's extremely yin appearance not only gave her yin and yang eyes, but also made her yin power very heavy.

The ancients called the soul, the soul.The soul belongs to Yang, and the soul belongs to Yang.Since she was born, her soul is stronger than her soul, and her courage is even far greater than that of ordinary people.This is a delicious ginseng fruit for filth.

In fact, if Muwan learns filthy art, he would be a genius who has never come across in a thousand years.Because she is extremely powerful.However, she did not come into contact with the decontamination master.Even because of her strong courage and birth date but not the strength to protect herself, she died.

Because Ye Nuo made a special investigation, the girls who died with her half a month ago were all born on April 14th of the lunar calendar.

But she was the only girl who looked like Mu Wan with a very gloomy appearance.Undoubtedly, Muwan and other 12 girls absolutely died of conspiracy and murder.

Ye Nuo was very angry when he thought of this.

Whoever kills Muwan will have to pay an unimaginable price, he swears!

The bicycle was going all the way along with Haw. Although Ye Nuo had some guesses about Mu Wan’s death, he also didn’t know it. In a small village on the Yangtze River, more than 100 kilometers away from them, a terrible strange thing. Is happening.

Xiyang Village, sitting and lying between the valleys, with the Yangtze River beside the village.The river flows forever, and because the villagers of Xiyang Village are located deep in the traffic on the rice paddies, the mountain roads are difficult to navigate, so for generations, they have lived a peaceful life of dogs barking chickens and playing fishing nets.

Modern technology does not seem to leave too many traces in this remote mountain village.The old habits and old ways of life are still stagnant here, as if time has also stagnated.

When it comes to technological products, there may still be some.For example, Jiang Xiong’s small canopy boat. He returned from working outside and installed a gasoline engine for his small canopy boat by the way.

In this way, we can go to the deep pits of the Yangtze River to catch more fishing and hunting.

This was the first canopy boat equipped with an engine in the village. The villagers were envious, but they didn't install it with him.Because the village has a thousand-year-old ancient precept, it is impossible to make too much noise and disturb the water of the Yangtze River.Because this section of the river is where the King of Sands lives.

If you disturb the King of Sands, the King will set off a monstrous flood and flood the entire village.

Regarding Jiang Xiong's conversion of his boat into propellers, even his grandfather disagrees.But after all, his grandson is a person who has gone out to work and met the world.The father was heartbroken by the engine's money, and finally compromised.

Early on this day, just after four o'clock in the morning, Jiang Xiong got on his small canopy boat, ready to set sail for fishing.His 65-year-old grandfather, as usual, followed.

As far as his grandfather Lao Jiang is concerned, he is still a legend in the village.From the age of fifteen, he became a teacher and became a corpse hunter in the Yangtze River.Now that he is old, coupled with the competition from various corpse-fishing companies on the Yangtze River, grandpa is only able to wash his hands and fish full-time.

But Grandpa still abides by the old rules on the Yangtze River.

The water of the Yangtze River today is very calm and the current is not fast.Fishing in Wogouzi at this time generally yields good results.After all, the big fish in the Yangtze River like to swim in calm waters.

Jiang Xiong inspected his awning boat. This is something that everyone who sails must do carefully every day.Almost all the canopy boats unique to the Yangtze River are made of willow and locust trees that grow on both sides of the river.It is very sturdy and can be used for decades.

But a bed made of wood is prone to leaking.

Looking for food in the river, the ship is the foundation, but also the dependence.There was a problem with the boat. In the vast waters and the fickle vortex, it would be difficult to swim out alive even if the water was good.

"Did you check it?" Grandpa took out the dry pipe and lit it as early as possible, and took two mouthfuls.

"Okay, okay." Jiang Xiong looks five- and three-thirty, but his heart is very thin.When I was working outside, I became a team leader because of my carefulness.

It doesn't work anymore. I married a wife and gave birth to a baby. Money is everywhere.If the money earned by working part-time is enough, it is better to go back to my hometown and go fishing.

After overfishing in the Yangtze River, there are not many big fish, and there are not many good fish.This causes the scarcity, the higher the price.For his wife and children, Jiang Xiong got up early and worked greedy for the dark. Although it was hard work, he could save some money every day, which was much better than working.

"Worship the King of Sands first." Grandpa knocked his pipe on the edge of the canopy boat.Then respectfully took out a small incense burner from the cabin.

This censer has been around for a few years, and the whole body is shiny with smoky black hair.

Grandpa grabbed a handful of glutinous rice and put it into the incense burner, then lit three incense sticks and inserted them into the stove.

The incense smoke is also black and shiny, floating straight into the sky.

Grandpa nodded: "Walking, today the King of Sands gives face, we will have a big harvest."

Jiang Xiong disagrees. These rituals and traditions are actually secretively despised by those who have gone out to work.Similar traditions, I am afraid that after the grandfather's generation, they will lose their inheritance and be completely broken.

After all, this is the age of high technology.Human beings can go to the moon. If there are ghosts, ghosts and gods, where do they live, and how can the satellites orbiting in the sky not photograph them?

Jiang Xiong pulled the rope of the engine hard, and the engine heard a steady roar.With the rotation of the propeller, the small canopy fell back beautifully, and then the boat broke through the wind and waves and headed for the depths of the Yangtze River.