V2.Chapter 706

In the door, Zong wuze and I sat down nearby. The young man also entered the door and looked at us with straight eyes.

At this time, the woman had prepared the meal. The pickled cucumber and some other things, as well as two fried dishes, were also vegetarian dishes.

After putting it down, the woman sat down and talked to us. Please don't be polite to eat. Steamed bread is also ready-made.

Zong wuze and I were a little hungry, so we began to eat.

When Zong wuze and I finished our meal, the woman picked up the dishes and came back to sit down with us and asked, "is there anything important for master to go back?"

"If you have something to say, since we have eaten your food, help is also a reward." Zong wuze said, the woman listened to Zong wuze's words, she said things at home.

The woman said that as early as three years ago, my husband and I divorced and moved here. Soon after we arrived, my son went to school and came back like this. The doctor also saw him, but he couldn't see his illness. He had no choice but to leave his son at home for three years.

In the past three years, I have seen a lot of masters, but I haven't seen any improvement. She has also asked about the specific reason. She only knows that her son saw a black pocket on his way home from school, so he kicked it twice, and the pocket fell into the water.

The woman said that she always thought that the bag was the key. She invited a lot of people to salvage it, but she still hasn't found the bag. For this matter, the woman said that she used to work as a teaching and scientific officer. Because of this, she changed her job. Now she works by the river, selling tickets.

She doesn't make much in a month, but she does it for the bag.

Some people often swim there, fishing for fish or something. Maybe they can find it.

The woman ran out of money, but she couldn't find the bag, so she had to wait.

For her son's sake, the woman has been eating fast and praying to Buddha for three years, waiting for someone to show up, hoping to help her son.

"Master, do you think my son can be saved?" When the woman spoke with a touch of hope, Zong wuze thought about it and said, "your son may have run into evil, but it hasn't left for three years, which means that the thing you threw is very important. I don't know what it is, and there's no way."

"What does the master mean?"

"Your son should not be alone on his way to school. If you can find his classmates and find where he picked up things, you may have a chance."

As soon as Zong wuze said this, the woman immediately said, "master, I know the place where I picked up the bag. I've already inquired about it for a long time, but I'm worried that one day, I can't find the children of that family."

"Then take us to have a look, and take your son with you." Zong wuze got up, and the woman was in a dilemma: "my son hasn't been out for two or three years. Every time he goes out, he goes crazy. Can we really go out?"

"It's OK. I said I can get out, but I can get out. Let's go." Zong wuze walked towards the door first. The boy seemed to understand. He got up and followed us. The woman was busy preparing and followed us out of the yard. Zong wuze asked the woman, "what's the direction?"

"Go south and follow me."

The woman took her son's hand and walked south. All the way down the river, the woman said, "here it is."

There were trees on the edge of the river. The woman pointed to the place where the trees were and said, "I asked the student about the bag I found here. He said that there were other students passing by at that time, but the children didn't pay attention to the woods. At that time, there were birds in the woods. The two children wanted to see what the birds were, so they went in with them. Did they walk more than ten steps, I saw a cloth bag. The child was curious and went to see it. The classmate said don't look at it. It's very dirty. But my son squatted down to pick up the bag and planned to take it out to have a look. As a result, he fell into the water before opening it.

That classmate said, at that time, my son wanted to take it back, but when it rained, they went home first. That night, my son had a fever, and then it became like this.

It's been three years. It's always been a knot in my heart.

I don't know what I've offended. Even if it's found out, I'm willing to do whatever I want. I just hope I can save my son. "

The woman burst into tears. Zong wuze looked at the forest: "since it was found in the forest, go to the forest and have a look. Let's go."

The woman then walked towards the forest through us. Zong wuze asked the woman, "do you know the color of that bag?"

"Yes, that classmate told me it was red."

When the woman spoke, Zong wuze and I stopped. We looked at each other. I first asked, "can it be a child?"

"In ancient times, we put ashes in jars. Now we put ashes in cassettes.

But children are different, especially in hospitals. Some of them are packed in red cloth bags. "

When Zong wuze spoke, I asked, "uncle, is there something about this red bag?"

"Well, the red bag itself is a taboo. We generally don't use it. It's not easy for the soul to reincarnate when it comes to red things. If there are some grievances, it's even more troublesome."

"And my son?"

The woman was a little worried. Zong wuze said, "look at your kindness. It's OK. Don't worry."

Zong wuze continued to walk. He went to the woods and observed. The woods were thick, but the woods on the riverside were all open to the wind and flood control, so the trees were all straight poplar.

There is a thick layer of grass under the forest, which may be a good way to control the environment. People are not allowed to litter beside the river. Now people's environmental awareness is growing, and the forest is very clean.

In the past three years, nothing could be seen except grass on the ground, which made it difficult for us.

We can't dig up the soil in the forest. Even if we have to dig, we don't have that time. The forest is flourishing. Can we pull up the trees one by one?

Some melancholy, I looked at Zong wuze. Zong wuze was measuring with his compass. As a result, the pointer of the compass turned quickly, and soon stopped pointing to a direction.

Zong wuze looked up, then looked around, and finally found the place pointed by the compass.

"Go and find a shovel, dig down in that place and see what's underground."

"I'll find it. I'm familiar here." The woman turned around and went to find a shovel. When the shovel was dug down, she saw something.