Gong Jun is a ghost

Chapter 33

In the depths of the rolling mountains, a blue-and-white bus dangled on the mountain road. The most feared thing when walking on the mountain road was the steep corner. The width of the mountain road is limited, and it is difficult to respond in time if there is a car on the opposite side.The driver of the bus watched the road conditions intently. He was about to arrive in Anxi Town. Seeing that he would be able to call it a day and go home to rest, he couldn't help but stare at the photo hanging on the rearview mirror. In the photo was her His wife and children have been married for many years, and the delicate little girl who was given to him by his family back then has become an old sister-in-law who is out of shape today. The strong love between the two has gradually turned into a plain family relationship. Rice, oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar tea, sometimes he himself feels a bit boring, but he never thought of looking for passion outside. In his heart, as long as his wife and children are still there, the house will always be there, no matter how annoying it is for the night, once When you get home, you can instantly calm down.

Traffic accidents often happen in an instant, and it is too late when the bus driver recovers. The bus deviates from the track and rushes towards the guardrail. In the panic, the driver tried his best to turn the steering wheel, but it was barely enough to prevent the car from rushing out directly. Tilted down the hillside.

Xiang Cheng was a little dizzy from the shaking rhythm of the car at first, but the sudden overturn made him think that he had fainted himself, and he didn't realize that something was wrong until the panic screamed in the car in the next second!Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of spinning and violent impact. As far as the eye could see, it was like a small tornado blowing. Luggage, sundries, and even passengers without seat belts were thrown out by inertia.

The car rolled along the steep slope, Xiang Cheng hugged Xiang Xun's head subconsciously, and then there was another loud noise accompanied by pain, Xiang Cheng passed out directly.

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The source of the small river that flows through Anxi Village is in the highest mountain on the road that the bus passed. There is a valley in that mountain. The valley is covered with cobblestones, and the water flows through it like a spider web. The pebbles gather at the entrance of the valley to form a stream towards Anxi Village.

At this time, a person slowly walked into the entrance of the valley. The person was barefoot and hugged a person on his chest. He stood at the entrance and hugged the person in his arms, then lifted his feet and walked deeper into the valley.

The more you go in, the more cobblestones, like a huge carpet covering the valley, the side of the valley is full of locust trees, the branches are luxuriant, almost covering the sky above the valley, the sun shines through the gaps in the leaves and leaves mottled stone stalls tree shadows.

Pink velvet flowers bloomed all over the valley, and the breeze blew off the petals, falling on the head of the man and the man in his arms.

At the end of the valley, there is a small circular pool surrounded by a huge rock, and the water is full of pebbles. In the middle, there is a round spring that is rolling and overflowing with water. This small spring It is the source of the small river that crosses Anxi.

Xiang Xun gently placed Xiang Cheng on the stone beside the spring, while he knelt in the water covered with pebbles.

Xiang Cheng was in a mess, with several scrapes on his face and hands, and even his clothes were cut in several places, but these were just external injuries. The real serious one was the cut on his forehead, which was cut by glass and was hideous. At this time, the blood is still slowly oozing out.Compared with Xiang Cheng, Xiang Xun is obviously much better, his clothes are still intact, and there are a few small scratches on his hand, after all, Xiang Cheng lost him in his arms at the moment of the accident.

He stared at the man lying on the stone for a while, looked at his chest rising and falling suddenly, and confirmed that the man was still alive. Xiang Xun then lowered his head and approached the wound on his forehead, and stretched out his tongue to lick the wound around the wound carefully. Blood, this action lasted for a while, and he reluctantly stopped until the wound stopped bleeding.At this time, there was a slightly crazy smile on his face, and his forehead was pressed tightly against Xiang Cheng's. He took Xiang Cheng's hand, took out the bracelet that Xiang Cheng brought out specially, and put it on carefully for him, and then put his whole body on The body sank into the spring water.A kiss was printed between Xiang Cheng's slightly frowned brows, and he whispered.

"I am waiting for you."

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The second uncle who received the call rushed here with his son in a panic, and he was relieved only when he saw his grandson who was intact.

Seeing that his father's complexion was not good, the middle-aged man secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead and grabbed the corner of his father's clothes, reminding him that now is not the time to have a seizure.

The old man shook off his disappointing son, and pointed at Xiang Xun with trembling fingers.

"You!... At least you tell us before leaving. Fortunately, we are prepared, otherwise..."

The young man squatting by the spring turned his face casually when he heard the sound, his originally clear eyes were now looking directly at him with darkened eyes, and the unmechanized eyes made the words of resentment he had blurted out stuck, and he couldn't continue no matter what.

Xiang Xun looked at the old man in front of him who dared not speak out and couldn't help but chuckled, "What? I can't make decisions about this body?"

The fist clenched and loosened by the old man's other hand, his chest heaved and heaved for a long time, and finally he turned his face and didn't refute anything, but his son stooped and walked forward a few steps with a shy face.

"You don't mind, my father didn't mean that"

"Oh, it's okay, what happened to what I told you?"

"Don't worry, we will call as soon as we leave the house. The police should have arrived." One can imagine the feeling of an old man nodding and bowing to his son, but the middle-aged man did not dare to neglect at all, even though the sleeve he used to wipe his sweat was already gone. drenched.