Daomu Biji

Chapter 23: Qilin Carrying Everything (3)

The atmosphere suddenly became very strange. When I looked at Huo Xiuxiu, I felt like I was looking at a little fox in front of me.

Indeed, as soon as she said it, I immediately knew what kind of situation she was talking about, and I also understood that she was not bluffing. Even more, I believe she may actually have grasped something that I don't know about. But under her eyes, I had an illusion that the theme at this time was not these.

Huo Ling and several other people were crawling on the ground. They should be in the same situation as the tape I saw. It seems that Mrs. Huo actually has a video tape from Golmud in her hand. What is going on?

There was a stalemate for a while, and I suddenly felt a little embarrassed. We three grown men - Lao Zhai and Erguotou, and a little girl came to exchange news with us, but we still had to think about how brave and courageous she was. , the three of us seem to be incapable of letting go. At this point, I either refuse to act cool, or I agree readily, which is really embarrassing after thinking about it.

So he sighed and nodded: "Okay, I believe you, but in fact, I have told your grandma most of the things, and the rest are just details. Maybe you will be disappointed."

Huo Xiuxiu sighed and said, "Don't be afraid. To put it bluntly, it would be nice if we had information to exchange on this matter, right?"

I nodded and she said: "When I came here, I had already thought about what you just said. The whole thing is very complicated. We could have discussed it from the beginning, but the information between you and me is overlapping. , So, maybe we can start with something." She looked at the stuffy oil bottle, "Why don't we start with him first? I'll tell you about him, and you tell me about the ancient tomb on the snow mountain you mentioned. matter."

Fatty and I exchanged glances. Fatty coughed and said, "I agree. So, you say it first?"

She looked at me: "Are you men, always trying to take advantage of me?"

The fat man wanted to argue, so I stopped him. It didn't matter what he said, so I just said, "I'll talk first." So, from beginning to end, he told her everything about Yunding Tiangong.

I said it very carefully, because I had already said it roughly to the old woman before, and it would be a waste of time to say it more briefly. I kept talking for about half an hour before finishing. During this period, she didn't interrupt at all, and she listened with rapt attention, probably because there was a beautiful woman in the audience. I spoke like a charm, and the fat people gave me thumbs up, saying that I had a talent for storytelling.

She remained calm for a long time after speaking, as if she was deep in thought. The fat man yelled twice before she came to her senses, exhaled, and looked at the oil bottle: "This brother is so powerful, no wonder my grandma has to kneel down, I I originally thought I was at a loss today, but now I feel like I deserved it.”

"What, any inspiration?" Fatty asked her. She shook her head: "My mind is a little confused. I thought of some things, but I can't put them together for a while. Maybe I will come to a conclusion later."

The fat man looked at me and smiled: "This sounds so much like you, the female version of innocence."

"It's your turn." I reminded her.

She composed herself and took a breath. "Okay, let me think about how to say it." She thought for a moment, "Then I have to start with a nightmare."

"Nightmare?" The fat man twisted his mouth.

She said: "Actually, it should be said to be my grandma's dream."

Then, Huo Xiuxiu began to tell her story. I was very proud of her concentration at first, but after she started telling her story, I had almost the same reaction. I was very surprised, because what she experienced there was also very complicated, and it was simply not inferior to mine. Moreover, I think her thinking from her unique female point of view is even closer to reality than mine.

Indeed, everything originated from a dream, but the origin had little to do with the content of the dream, because she still didn’t know what kind of dream it was. The reason why she was interested was because her grandma was doing it. When I have nightmares, I always talk in my sleep.

About six to seven years ago,

Huo Xiuxiu was still a little girl. In her own words, no one looked back even when she was wearing a miniskirt. She was Mrs. Huo’s favorite child. Every summer, she would go from the stove in Changsha to Beijing to escape the summer heat. At that time , Mrs. Huo would take her to buy a lot of things, go to Houhai and the Summer Palace to play, or drive out of the city to Wanping Ancient City for snacks.

However, no matter how intimate they played, Mrs. Huo had a habit of sleeping alone at night. No matter where she stayed, the little girl could not sleep with her grandma.

At that time, the old woman lived in a courtyard house. The bedroom was very large and could sleep for twenty people. As the little girl became more sensible, she became very curious. She felt that the lack of intimacy in her grandma's intimacy was strange, but she did not dare to ask. . At night she slept in the same room as the nanny.

One night, she woke up in the middle of the night and found that the nanny was not around. In that kind of old house, it was dark outside, the room was very large, the moonlight was hazy, and all the shadows were creepy. Children are the ones with the most imagination. When it was rich, he immediately turned pale with fright.

She called several times, but the nanny didn't respond. She immediately started to tremble. She was thinking of her grandma, so she ran out of bed and immediately ran to her room, trying to hide in her arms.

However, when she lifted the curtains of the old-fashioned bed, she found that there was no one on the bed. She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly white-haired sweat broke out. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw something hanging on the shelf above the bed.

Looking up, she saw the most horrifying scene in her life. Her grandmother was hanging on the bed frame above the bed in a strange posture, with her eyes rolled white and her hair disheveled, as if she was sleeping soundly.

She was so frightened that she peed her pants. She sat on the ground and almost died. She didn't know how much time had passed, but she suddenly heard her grandma speak.

At first she thought it was calling her, but when she listened carefully, she realized that it was not, that it was her grandma's sleep talk.

What her grandma said was, "There's no time."