Tang Village Old House

  Tang Village Old House

  In the early morning, I gently kissed my sleeping wife, hoping that I could return safely this time. With a heavy load on my back, I boarded the No. 12 bus heading to Huang Temple. The people on the bus looked at us with our big and small bags, thinking we were migrant workers going to work again.

  It's not far from the city, a 40-minute drive will get you there. The car only stops by the roadside, and then we can only walk in on our own. This action is confidential, just tell outsiders that friends from Beijing are coming here to burn incense and make wishes.

  We began to regret bringing so many things on the road, because it would take another hour's journey to get to Huang Temple, and there were no taxis here. The villagers around us looked at us with strange eyes. Finally, we decided to go to Pengpeng Grandpa's house to rest for a while. After drinking hot water and sitting on the stool, I felt like a human being again. In the book, it was just a few words "so we arrived here", but in reality, it was simply torture. We were already half dead before reaching the treasure, not to mention going inside.

  "Little friends, what are you going to do with so many things?" asked the old man.

  "A friend of mine came here to burn incense a few years ago. Now that he's made his fortune, he's come back to fulfill his vow. My sister's husband and I are acting as his guides."

  "It doesn't need so many things, just burn some incense."

  The three of us were at a loss for words for a moment, and to be honest, if it weren't for this tiring thing, we wouldn't have sat down.

  "You're here to rob a tomb." The old man's words hit the nail on the head. We three people collectively spat out water in shock.

  "I've eaten salt for many years, one look at you and I know what you're up to. Don't even think about it, let alone the imperial temple, even in our Tan Village a few years ago, there were quite a few underground workers who came. They all left with nothing. You guys can't even catch up with the tail of others."

  Peng Peng was shocked, never expecting that the village he had lived in for over a decade would hold such a secret. I and Coffin were also delighted, because if it existed here, we wouldn't have to travel so far away after all; we only knew the general distance anyway.

  "Grandpa, tell me, is it true or not?" Pengpeng launched a affectionate attack.

  "There is, absolutely is, just don't know where. In the early years, at night in the village, you could still see the white light emitted by the treasure, and hear the sound of children crying, it was said that this was a little ghost coming to lure souls away, if someone's child also cried along with them, they would be taken away too. But in recent years, with the installation of electricity, streetlights, and big cars, these things have disappeared. The white light has also gradually disappeared."

  "Do you know the specific location where the white light is emitted?" We three all want to know, because when the reincarnation of the silk book comes down to the world, these treasures will emit light to inform you to come and find them.

  "It should be near the house you're building." The old man said thoughtfully.

  That should be the house built by my father-in-law and mother-in-law. My father-in-law joined the army very early and stayed in the city to work after demobilization. He only came back during Chinese New Year or other festivals. According to the old rules of the village, if you made money outside, you had to go back home to build a house and tell the villagers that you were making money outside. This house was built just for show because they already had a home in the city. It's strange to say, but after this house was built, the white light in the village disappeared, and the intermittent crying sounds could no longer be heard.

  The three of us unanimously confirmed that there must be a treasure hidden there. Because we don't know anything about the sayings of dividing gold and determining holes, it's all based on intuition, my intuition also tells me that this is where I was buried in my previous life.

  "Old man, let's stay here tonight, I'd like to have a good drink with this guy."

  "Don't you go burn incense anymore?"

  "Tomorrow is the day he's been waiting for, he's really sincere, not a minute to spare. He also wants to take a look at our house." Pengpeng said, pointing to the coffin, and this kid was quick-witted, immediately responding in harmony.

  It's a family matter, what's there to agree or disagree about?

  "Live here, but your house doesn't look good now, it's been abandoned for a long time. The other day, your uncle wanted to buy it, but your dad said he wouldn't sell no matter what. Anyway, he doesn't live here either, and he's just letting it go since it's his own brother."

  We didn't worry too much about things at home and came to the newly cleaned North House, where we held a secret meeting. We decided to go take a look tonight, whether there are jujubes or not, we'll hit three sticks. Because here is already very close to the distance indicated on the map, plus this legend, it shouldn't be much different. So the three of us went to sleep immediately, rested and prepared for our first adventure tonight.

  Not long after I lay down, I entered that dream again. This time in the dream, I saw a vacant lot with a big hole on it.