I stood on the construction site and looked at it for a while, and then looked at the Feng Shui layout around me. In fact, I couldn’t tell anything. This place used to be an abandoned factory and shanty town. Now the old city is being renovated and many places have been demolished.

There used to be several hillsides nearby, but now they have been leveled to build houses.

Uncle Huzi saw me standing here motionless and said, "Master, what are you looking at?"

"It's okay, let's go." I said.

Even if there is a problem here and they don't find me, I can't get up on the pole and get over it without feeling uncomfortable.

The evil spirit emanating from that place is not very strong, and it can be easily solved by looking for Master Zhou.

After passing through the construction site, there were many vendors selling snacks nearby, such as pan noodles, rice noodles, and spicy hotpots... From far away, I could feel the fragrant aroma that made my index fingers tickle.

After drinking a lot of tea at Master Zhou's place, I was already hungry. It happened to be dinner time, so I called Uncle Hu Zi over to have something to eat.

But Uncle Hu Zi stopped me and said: "Master, let's go home and cook. I'm afraid these things are not clean and will make your stomach bad. Whatever you want to eat, I'll cook it for you when I go back."

"Everyone else is eating, why can't I eat? I'm not that pretentious. Let's go over and have some." I pointed to a small stall selling pan noodles. There were seven or eight migrant workers sitting there, taking big bites.

I was so greedy when I ate the pan noodles that I almost burst into tears.

This reminds me of my dad. When I was in elementary school, I remember that my dad would often go to the construction sites in the county to work as a migrant worker during his spare time to earn money to supplement the family income. So when I saw this group of people, I felt very kind.

Eight years have passed and I don’t know what happened to my parents. I really want to go back and see them, but I don’t dare. I’m afraid it will bring disaster to them. I gave them a lot of money when I was a child.

They cause trouble.

So, I walked to the stall, ordered two bowls of pan noodles, added two eggs and meatballs, and invited Uncle Hu Zi to eat together.

Not to mention, it tastes really good and is very cheap. You can have a big bowl of it for just a few dollars.

Therefore, this place is very popular with migrant workers.

While eating, I heard the migrant workers at the next table chatting. One migrant worker said: "Have you heard? When the construction started today, a coffin was dug out from the construction site. I don't know what year it was. That coffin

They have all been opened, and I heard there are many treasures inside."

"Yes, I heard about it too. I heard that there was a woman buried in the coffin. She was quite beautiful. The body was not rotten at all. But not long after the coffin was opened, the body turned black. It didn't take long.

, it just turned into a pile of rotten bones, so weird." Another migrant worker also said.

"Mengzi, do you have a crush on the little girl in the coffin? How about marrying her home and making her your wife?" said the migrant worker who just spoke.

"Go, go, go... don't make such a joke, this ancient corpse is not a joke." The man named Mengzi said.

They were chatting enthusiastically, and I pricked up my ears to listen.

It is not uncommon for coffins to be dug up on construction sites. It is not a rare thing. Even in ancient times, Yanbei was a big city. Many wealthy people were buried in the past dynasties. This is where we eat.

I heard from Grandpa Zhang next door that fifty years ago, it was still a wilderness of barren mountains.

Just when I was listening to it, a buzzing voice suddenly shouted: "Boss, bring me another bowl of pan noodles, I want a big bowl."

"Little Fatty, you're still eating. It's already three bowls. The little money you earn is not enough for you to eat." A migrant worker said.

"I'm hungry." Xiaopang patted his round belly and said, not caring about what they were talking about about the female corpse in the coffin.

At this time, I raised my head and glanced at the person called Fatty, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. I always felt that the person called Xiaopang looked very familiar, as if he was my childhood friend. Where is Wei Xiaopang?

Although eight years have passed and both of us have changed a lot, some of our previous appearances can still be seen in our general outlines and eyebrows.

Wei Xiaopang is one year older than me. He should be eighteen now. His academic performance is just a little better than mine. He will definitely not be able to pass the college entrance examination. It is difficult to go to high school, and it is also difficult to work to make money.

A perfectly normal thing.

I kept staring at Xiaopang, and the more I thought this guy looked more and more like me.

Soon, another large bowl of Pan Noodles was served to the little fat guy. He was like a storm, and it was all gone in a short time. It seemed that there was still some unfinished food.

Several migrant workers on the side were a little impatient with waiting, so they urged Xiaopang to leave quickly.

At this time, I said to Uncle Huzi: "Uncle Huzi, stop that fat man soon and ask him if his name is Wei Feng and his hometown is Jiushan Village."

When Uncle Huzi heard this, he was stunned for a moment and said, "Master, didn't you live in Jiushan Village when you were a child?" www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

I nodded and said, "Yes, I think that fat guy looks like my childhood self, so I want you to confirm it."

When Uncle Huzi heard this, he quickly got up and chased Xiaopang and the others.

I looked at Xiaopang's back and suddenly remembered what happened when I was a child. We went to catch grasshoppers and he was almost bitten to death by a big rooster. I couldn't help but want to laugh, but I can't be sure yet.

It’s Wei Xiaopang.

Uncle Hu Zi stepped forward, stopped Wei Xiaopang, and chatted with him for a few words, and then Wei Xiaopang followed Uncle Hu Zi to my side.

"Master, he is Wei Feng from Jiushan Village." Uncle Huzi said happily.

"Little Fatty, long time no see." I looked at Little Fatty with a smile. I have to say that I am so lucky. I can meet young people from the village here, and I am still very excited.

The little fat guy was fatter than before, he estimated to weigh 200 pounds. He looked me up and down curiously, but didn't recognize me at all, so he asked, "Who are you?"

"I, Wu Jie, you have a really bad memory." I said with a smile.

When he heard me say his name, Xiaopang's expression was very exaggerated. He pointed at me and said: "You... you... you are Wu Jie? Oh my god, you are really Wu Jie!"

"That's right, we caught grasshoppers together when we were kids," I said.

"I'm going, Wu Jie, I miss you so much!" As he said that, the little fat man rushed over, picked me up, and spun me around for several times. His fat face turned red with excitement, and then he put me in his arms.

I let it go.

"Xiaojie, why are you here? I remember when I was a child, weren't you taken away by a Taoist priest who was begging for food? At that time, I was worried about you every day. What if you couldn't get anything to eat and starved...

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