Zhu Miaomiao was very happy for a long time because of her thick hair. She finally didn't have to wear the hat on her head at all times. Of course, in addition to being moved, Zhu Miaomiao developed an immense respect for the well in Lu Qingjiu's house. She repeatedly looked for Lu Qingjiu to confirm whether there was really a dead person in the well, and not a god...
Faced with Zhu Miaomiao's question, Lu Qingjiu was a little helpless. He explained what happened in the well and said that he didn't know why the well had such an effect.
"Anyway, my hair has grown." Zhu Miaomiao said, "Can I bring other people here to grow their hair in the future..."
Lu Qingjiu said, "Of course you can, but we need to make it clear before we go any further. Some people might be scared, right?"
Zhu Miaomiao: “That’s right.”
Although she can grow her hair, after all, someone died in the well, and some people may not be able to accept it. However, for her, being bald is much scarier than the female ghost in the well.
To celebrate her hair growth, Zhu Miaomiao took a few photos and posted them on her Moments. The comparison photos showed her previously sparse forehead. Most of the comments below were asking how she did it, and some even asked if she had secretly had a hair transplant.
Zhu Miaomiao looked at it with great joy, thinking that she had never thought that there would be a day in her life when she could show off her hair. Her vacation was short, only four days, and since she had come to such a remote place, she naturally wanted to see the scenery of nature, so she wanted Lu Qingjiu to take her around.
Lu Qingjiu agreed and took Zhu Miaomiao around the village a few times. Zhu Miaomiao looked at the dense forest near the village and asked, "Is it okay if I want to go up the mountain to play?"
Lu Qingjiu was about to say yes, but suddenly remembered the puddle he had seen when he went up the mountain with Bai Yuehu. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "I'll go ask."
"What are you asking?" Zhu Miaomiao asked puzzledly.
"Sometimes wild animals appear in the mountains." Lu Qingjiu said, "You have to ask if it's safe to go up the mountain first."
"Okay." Zhu Miaomiao didn't think much about it.
Afterwards, Lu Qingjiu went home and asked Bai Yuehu if it was okay to go up the mountain. Bai Yuehu looked at the weather and said, "It's fine on sunny days. It usually doesn't appear on sunny days, and even if it does, it won't move much. If you see it, don't get close, just go around it."
Lu Qingjiu was relieved and agreed with Zhu Miaomiao to take her to the mountains in the afternoon.
Yin Xun, as a guide, was also pulled along by Lu Qingjiu.
The weather was beautiful today, with white clouds floating across the azure sky. From a high vantage point, I could see rolling hills and lush, verdant forests. Birdsong filled the woods, and the low bushes were dotted with a variety of wildflowers. Occasionally, I'd spot some unknown wild fruit by the roadside; some were edible, but most were quite sour.
Yin Xun picked two thorny rose fruits for Zhu Miaomiao. Seeing her face wrinkled with sourness, he smiled and said, "This fruit is quite good for making wine, but it's not very delicious."
"Then give it back to me." Zhu Miaomiao was almost in tears.
"I can see the eager look in your eyes." Yin Xun said, "You didn't hesitate when you put it in your mouth."
Zhu Miaomiao: "...who said it looks delicious."
They were both extroverted and quickly became familiar with each other.
The three of them walked deeper and deeper into the forest, which became more and more lush. The tall trees blocked out the sunlight, leaving only mottled shadows on the ground. Seeing that it was almost time, Lu Qingjiu said, "Let's go home. I bought some cured pork ribs and bacon from the neighbor's house yesterday and stewed them for you."
Zhu Miaomiao nodded happily.
The three of them began to walk down the mountain. However, when they passed through a dense forest, Zhu Miaomiao suddenly stopped and said, "Hey, did you hear any noise?"
"What's that sound?" Lu Qingjiu was stunned.
"It's just..." Zhu Miaomiao seemed a little scared and whispered, "The sound of a child crying."
"No." Lu Qingjiu said, "I didn't..." He was about to say that he didn't hear it, when he heard a child crying from deep in the jungle. The crying was intermittent, as if the child was almost out of strength to cry.
"I heard it too." Lu Qingjiu changed his tone.
"Is it a kid from the village?" Yin Xun also heard the child crying, and he frowned and said.
"Is he lost?" Zhu Miaomiao asked worriedly, "Let's go over and take a look."
Yin Xun moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing. He just said, "It looks difficult to get in there. How about I go in and take a look? You two just wait here?"
"I'll go with you." Lu Qingjiu said, "Miaomiao, you wait here. Yin Xun and I will go over and take a look."
Zhu Miaomiao touched her arm and felt a little cold all over. She said, "No, I'm scared. I don't want to be alone. I want to be with you too."
"Okay." Lu Qingjiu didn't hesitate any longer, because the crying of the child in the jungle was getting weaker and weaker, as if it would disappear in the next moment.
The three of them reached a consensus and began to walk towards the place where the sound came from in the jungle.
Yin Xun's brows were furrowed. Seeing that his expression was not right, Lu Qingjiu asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
"Hmm... this child's voice is a bit strange." Yin Xun replied, "It doesn't sound like a village kid." Besides, the village kids run around in the mountains all day long and are more familiar with it than them, so why would they need help?
Lu Qingjiu was about to ask what that was when he remembered something and his heart tightened slightly.
As the three of them went deeper, the crying sound became closer and closer. Lu Qingjiu kept paying attention to the surrounding grass, but he still didn't see the child. Until Zhu Miaomiao, who was standing behind him, reached out and tugged at the corner of his clothes, and said in a trembling voice: "Why...why doesn't it seem like a child is crying?"
Lu Qingjiu turned around and asked with his eyes.
"There seems to be something in the grass..." Zhu Miaomiao was a little scared. He took two steps back and pointed to the grass in front of them.
Yin Xun's eyes fell on the grass. He took two steps forward, bent down, and took something out of the grass. Lu Qingjiu stood next to him and saw clearly what Yin Xun was holding in his hand...it turned out to be a pair of red cloth shoes worn by a child. The cloth shoes were dirty and covered with muddy dirt, which looked very ominous.
Yin Xun's expression changed immediately when he picked up the shoe. Lu Qingjiu quickly asked, "Yin Xun, what's wrong?"
Yin Xun glanced at them and said hoarsely, "Do you remember when I told you that a child in our village drowned in the forest?"
Lu Qingjiu said: "...Remember."
"When his body was found, something was missing." Yin Xun smiled bitterly, "A pair of red shoes was missing..." Obviously, the shoes in his hand were the remains of the drowned child, but no one knew why they appeared in the grass in front of him.
A layer of sweat rose on Lu Qingjiu's arms. The most terrifying thing was that the child stopped crying as soon as Yin Xun picked up the pair of small red shoes.
"What should we do then?" Zhu Miaomiao was a little panicked. She whispered, "Let's just go."
"Let's go." Yin Xun said.
However, just as they took two steps forward, the child's voice rang out again, but this time it wasn't crying, but giggling, making their scalps burst. The three of them couldn't help but quicken their pace, wanting to leave as soon as possible. However, the originally short journey now seemed to be extremely long. The three of them shuttled through the woods for a long time without reaching the path they had come from before, and the surrounding environment became more and more unfamiliar.
"I'm so scared." Zhu Miaomiao whispered beside Lu Qingjiu, "Are we lost?"
"It seems so." Lu Qingjiu smiled bitterly.
Yin Xun had been silent all this time, and only then did he whisper, "Should we throw away the child's shoes?"
"What do you mean?" Lu Qingjiu asked.
"There's a custom in the village," Yin Xun said, "that the clothes a person wore when they died can't be taken with them, otherwise they'll miss them and won't be able to reincarnate." He raised the little red shoes in his hand and said, "Is it because of this that we can't leave here?"
Lu Qingjiu said: "Then throw it away."
In fact, he knew nothing about these things. Although he would occasionally encounter something strange, he would just pretend not to see it. It was not until he arrived in this village that he came into contact with these things in a real sense.
Yin Xun nodded and carefully put his shoes in the grass beside him, but as soon as he loosened his hand, the crying of a child rang in their ears again. The crying was so shrill and desperate that Yin Xun staggered in fear.
"Ah...it seems to have started to rain." Zhu Miaomiao said, "How long have we been on the mountain?"
At some point, the sky had become completely dark, thick dark clouds floated in the sky, and the forest was strangely quiet. They could even hear the sound of raindrops hitting the leaves.
"It's eight o'clock in the evening." Lu Qingjiu looked at his mobile phone. There was no signal on the phone, which meant that they had been lost here for two hours and still could not find the right way to leave the increasingly gloomy jungle.
"No, we have to hurry." Yin Xun's face turned grim. "If it gets dark and it rains, we'll be in real trouble."
As for why it was troublesome, he didn't say a word.
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