Chapter 216

Yenuo didn't believe Mu Wan's story. But he clearly remembered the stars and the moon that night. At midnight 11 years ago, the same bright stars and a dim red moon rose high, but they could not block the stars.

beautiful!

In those days, he also found a bike and rode Mu Wan all the way. In the starlight, he returned home from school.

"Arnold, how did you find me back then? Obviously, the police didn't find me with a police dog." Mu Wan pasted his face on yenuo's warm and generous back and asked softly.

Yenuo hummed twice and didn't answer.

Mu Wan said, "it's boring. Every time I ask you, you don't tell me. What a nuisance. "

Yenuo still didn't say anything, but his face was very gloomy, like suddenly thinking of something bad. He used to believe in things that science could not explain. But now, Mu Wan's previous experience can be clarified according to the existing theory.

Mu Wan's birthday is a rare one at 4:44 a.m. on April 14 of the lunar calendar. Yin year Yin month Yin day Yin hour Yin minute Yin second.

Extremely Yin phase.

So when she was a child, she could see filth that ordinary people could not see, and she was often stared at by filth for a reason. According to the previous records, Mu Wan's extremely Yin phase not only makes her have Yin and Yang eyes, but also makes her Yin power very heavy.

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

In fact, if Mu Wan learns dirty art, she may also be a genius rarely seen in a thousand years. Because her courage is extremely strong. However, she did not come into contact with the defilements. Even because of her strong courage and birth eight characters, but she failed to protect her strength, resulting in her death.

Because yenuo specially checked that the girls who died with her half a month ago were all born on April 14 of the lunar calendar.

But like Mu Wan, she is the only girl with a very Yin appearance. No doubt, Mu Wan and 12 other girls died of conspiracy and murder.

At the thought of this, yenuo was very angry.

Whoever killed Mu Wan must pay an unimaginable price, he vowed!

The bike was going all the way. Although yenuo had some guesses about Mu Wan's death, he also didn't know that a terrible strange thing was happening in a small village on the Bank of the Yangtze River more than 100 kilometers away from them.

Xiyang village, sitting and lying in the valley, is next to the Yangtze River. The river always flows, and the villagers of Xiyang village live a quiet life of dogs crowing and fishing nets for generations because they are located in the depths of the traffic and difficult to walk in the mountains.

Modern technology does not seem to leave too many traces in this remote mountain village. Old habits and old lifestyles still stagnate here, as if they stagnated time together.

There may still be scientific and technological products. For example, Jiang Xiong's small canopy boat. He came back from working outside and installed a gasoline engine for his small canopy boat.

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

This is the first covered boat with engine in the village. The villagers envy it, but they didn't install it with him. Because the village has a millennium old motto, we can't make too much noise and interfere with the water of the Yangtze River. Because this section of the river is where King Jinsha lives.

If you disturb the king of Jinsha, the king will set off a torrential flood and drown the whole village.

Even his grandfather disagreed with Jiang Xiong's refitting his boat into a propeller. But after all, grandson is a man who has worked outside and seen the world. The old man finally gave in to his heartache for money.

Early in the morning, just after 4 a.m., Jiang Xiong got on his small covered boat and was ready to start fishing. His 65 year old grandfather, as usual, followed the past.

To say his grandfather Lao Jiang, he is still a legend in the village. From the age of 15, he became a teacher and became a corpse fisherman in the Yangtze River. Now old, coupled with the competition of various corpse fishing companies on the Yangtze River, Grandpa washed his hands in a golden basin and specialized in fishing.

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

Today's Yangtze River water is very calm and the water flow speed is not fast. When you fish in wogouzi at this time, you will generally have a good harvest. After all, the big fish in the Yangtze River like to migrate in calm waters.

Jiang Xiong inspected his wupeng boat. This is what every sailor should do carefully every day. The awning boats peculiar to the Yangtze River are almost all made of willow and locust trees growing on both sides of the river. It is very strong and can be used for decades.

But the bed made of wood is easy to leak.

Looking for food in the river, the boat is the foundation and dependence. There is something wrong with the ship. In the vast waters and changeable eddy currents, it is difficult to swim out alive even if the water property is good.

"Check it?" Grandpa took out the dry cigarette bag as early as possible and lit it. He took two breaths.

"All right, all right." Jiang Xiong looks big and thick, but his heart is very thin. When I was working outside, I became a team leader because I was careful.

Now I can't. I've got a wife and a baby. There's money everywhere. Where can I earn enough money from working, it's better to go back to my hometown and fish steadfastly.

After over fishing in the Yangtze River, there are not many big fish and not many good fish. This leads to the more scarce, the higher the price. For the sake of his wife and children, Jiang Xiong got up early and worked in the dark. Although it was hard, he could save some money every day, which was much better than working.

"Worship King Jinsha first." Grandpa knocked a cigarette bag on the edge of the boat. Then respectfully held out a small censer from the cabin.

The censer has been burning for years, and its whole body is dark and shiny.

Grandpa grabbed a handful of glutinous rice and put it into the censer. Then he lit the three incense sticks and inserted them into the stove.

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

Grandpa nodded: "go cutting, today King Jinsha will give us face, and we will have a great harvest."

Chiang Hsiung disagreed. These rituals and traditions secretly looked down on them who had worked outside. I'm afraid similar traditions will be lost and completely broken after grandpa's generation.

After all, this is a high-tech era. Humans can go to the moon. If there are ghosts, where do they live? Why can't they be photographed by the satellites around the sky?

As soon as Jiang Xiong pulled the rope of the engine, a steady roar came from the engine. With the rotation of the propeller, the canoe swung back beautifully. Then the boat broke through the wind and waves and drove towards the depths of the Yangtze River.