That night, I slept deeply and deeply. I had never felt more at ease. I felt like I was hugging a human body pillow while sleeping...
I don’t know how long it took, but I woke up slowly. When I opened my eyes, I saw Deng Wanwan sitting on the sofa chair in front of me, looking at me blankly. When I opened my eyes, He quickly looked away and his face turned red.
"Yang Sheng, you... wake up!" Deng Wanwan sniffed and subconsciously held on to her pajamas.
I looked at her side face, avoiding my eyes unnaturally, and accidentally found a steaming breakfast on the coffee table.
I knew in my heart that she was still a little shy. After all, we were not married yet and we didn't make it clear. She just said thank you politely and sat up from the bed.
Huh! This time, I didn’t feel pain in my back or my kidneys were hollowed out. Instead, I felt energetic. Not long ago, I fought with Zaler and the Corpse Witch, and the injury was just right. At this moment, I feel like I have never been injured. Thanks to yesterday’s perfectly tonic hot pot meal.
"Yang Sheng, will you really marry me?" Deng Wanwan cried. I felt a little guilty, so I stepped forward and took her head into my arms, "Silly girl, you are my Zhang Ruoxu's woman, I will definitely marry you." .”
Deng Wanwan didn't speak but hugged me tighter. She was still crying, but she was crying tears of happiness.
She took her head out and wiped her wet eyes with the back of her right hand, "I knew you were the best, and I will follow you from now on."
I smiled at her without saying a word, and invited her to have breakfast together. I didn't say a word about sleeping in the same bed last night, and we had formed a tacit understanding.
For several days in a row, both of us were immersed in the honeypot of happiness and did not want to come out. Zhangjiajie National Forest Park, Wulingyuan Golden Whip Creek, Tianzi Mountain and Badagong Mountain made people forget to leave. Deng Wanwan also told me that she wanted to stay here A grass reed is a good way to blend in with nature.
Compared to beautiful mountains and rivers, I still prefer water. Golden Whip Creek really cannot find a more beautiful water body than this. Even the Li River in Guilin cannot compare with this place.
During this period, the unreliable Geng Biaobiao called more than once to complain, either that he couldn't take care of the third senior brother or that he couldn't take care of the Tianshi Pavilion's business. In short, he just said, "I can't do it without me!"
I was also a little embarrassed, so I coaxed her and told her to wait for three more days, and she would definitely come back to preside over the work of the Tianshi Pavilion after three days.
After playing all over Yuanjiajie, Deng Wanwan and I were tired and didn’t want to go down the mountain anymore. We planned to stay in a farmhouse on the mountain for one night. The owner of the farmhouse, Lao Pi, was also very enthusiastic and treated us well as a couple from afar. , on the contrary, Deng Wanwan and I felt that their family was too enthusiastic.
Because I drank too much strong tea, it was already very late at night, and I was still not sleepy. I tossed and turned in bed unable to fall asleep, but Deng Wanwan, who was heartless, fell into a deep and sound sleep.
Feeling bored, I walked out of the room and planned to admire the bright moon on the mountain.
A figure walked quickly past me, but I didn't see it clearly. I just felt that he was walking very lightly. I could barely hear the slightest sound, and even his breathing was very light. The strange thing is that he was also carrying a hoe. I When I was wondering, an old man's voice came into my ears.
"Sir, are you still up so late?"
It turned out to be Old Man Pi, which shocked me.
"I drank too much tea and couldn't sleep. Hey, let me tell you something. Someone seemed to have gone out just now. Did you see it?"
Lao Pi didn't take it seriously at all and said: "Hey, what should I take? That's my Da Mao who went out. He has a problem with sleepwalking. It doesn't matter. He will be back at dawn the next day."
But I frowned and told him the seriousness of the matter, "Don't take sleepwalking seriously. People who sleepwalk are the most frightened, and people who sleepwalk are very dangerous. To tell you the truth, I see you It’s not as if my son is sleepwalking with self-consciousness, but rather as if he is being pulled out by some kind of force. Didn’t you see that the clothes he wears are inappropriate? Who would wear clothes that don’t suit them under the control of self-consciousness!”
When I said this, Lao Pi was shocked and couldn't even say, "Yeah, I really didn't notice it if you didn't tell me. He went out so many times and I didn't notice the clothes he was wearing. You are so attentive. "
I continued: "You have lived in the mountains for a long time and have not seen much of the world. According to my experience, your son is fascinated by ghosts and wants to do certain things!"
As soon as he heard the word 'ghost', Lao Pi was so frightened that his legs went limp and he knelt down in front of me, pleading: "Mr. Zhang, my Pi family is an honest person and has never done anything untoward. No, no." Knowing the ghosts caused there, I beg you to be merciful and save my big hair! This is the only son I have!"
"What? You had a son?"
He nodded and told me about his other son.
It turned out that Lao Pi's family had always been poor and he only married a widow when he was forty years old. After getting married, he didn't care about other people's opinions and treated the widowed wife extremely well. She also gave birth to two sons for him one after another. It's Da Mao and Er Mao. Er Mao was born naughty. When he was nine years old, he broke a leg and walked with a limp. The year before last, the disabled Er Mao was still restless while climbing a tree to dig out a bird's nest. He accidentally fell from the tree. By chance, he fell. The soil loosened there, causing a landslide. Ermao followed the loose soil and slid down the cliff, missing...
After hearing this, Lao Pi and I went out and looked at the soft land. I then told him to pick a few pomelo leaves in the yard, break off a willow branch and give it to me, and then take him to find Da Mao.
"Mr. Zhang, why are you looking for Da Mao? He has been out for a while!"
I squatted down first and signaled to him that I also squatted down, pointing to the tunnel on the ground with my hand: "It is mid-to-late May now, when the air in Zhangjiajie is humid, and the soil is soft under the action of water vapor. Look, these two rows of footprints, One row is deep and the other is shallow, which means that the person walking is lame. Your Da Mao has sound limbs, but he walks like this. I guess Er Mao is causing it."
"Ah... Ermao" Lao Pi froze on the spot, his mouth widening in a daze.
I ignored him, just shook him hard a few times, and said, "Let's just follow the footprints. We will definitely find him. Since he is carrying a hoe, he must be digging something out."
In this way, Lao Pi and I followed two rows of footprints, one deep and one shallow, heading into the mountains. During this period, Lao Pi asked me a little scared, would Er Mao turn into a powerful ghost and harm people? But I comforted him with a smile, saying that Er Mao was unwilling to leave because he had an unfulfilled wish. If Er Mao had become an evil spirit, the people here would have suffered a long time ago. He also said that with me here, everything would be at ease.
After walking for a long time, we finally found Da Mao in a depression.
