the last priest

This road can be said to be the lifeblood of traffic in Northwest Zhejiang at that time. The goods from Zhejiang to the inland basically used this road, so the traffic volume was very large, especially the large trucks driven by Dunzi.Similarly, because of the mountainous roads and sharp bends on this road, there are mostly residential areas on both sides of the road, and there are not many forks and small roads. Therefore, the traffic accidents that occur on this road every year are equally astonishing.

Veteran drivers who take this road know that it is dangerous, so Dunzi repeatedly emphasized to Zhigang that it is slow.How slow is it?It was so slow that it could only drive thirty yards at the fastest, and the big truck staggered towards the provincial capital.In their dreams, they dreamed of that place, that is, Baizhang Town, which is only [-] kilometers away from where they started. Driving at this speed, they will arrive in an hour or so.

Both the father and son were very nervous. Uncle Dunzi was driving the car. His hands on the steering wheel were sweating. The more nervous the more accidents were likely to happen. At this speed, they almost scratched each other during a car meeting. This episode It also indicates that today does not seem to be so peaceful.

My hometown is in the northwest of Zhejiang Province, a small county called Anji. Geographically, it is under the jurisdiction of Huzhou, but it is very close to the provincial capital Hangzhou.Administratively, the dividing line between Anji and Hangzhou is bounded by a mountain ridge, which has a very strange name: Youling!

Before the 90s, going from northwest Zhejiang to other places was along the high winding mountain road, and you had to climb several mountains. Not to mention the long distance, the road conditions were also extremely steep.If you don't pay attention, you will slide to the bottom of the cliff. Even the most experienced drivers in that place will drive with fear, but even so, there are still too many bloody accidents.

In the early 90s, the local government broke through several mountains and built a tunnel called "Youling Tunnel".The other end of this tunnel is Hangzhou, and this end is my hometown.After the opening of the tunnel, it saves a lot of time compared to the past, and the road conditions are relatively better.

Uncle Dunzi reminded his son, "After passing through this tunnel, Baizhang Town is ahead."

Youling is an arched mountain road. There is a downhill road about 500 meters away from the tunnel at the other end, and there is a small town at the downhill, which is Baizhang Town.As a traffic artery connecting two provinces and three counties, people in this town guard this road for food.Both sides of the road are full of restaurants and hotels, and there are also many souvenir shops. More people directly choose to set up stalls on both sides of the road, selling all kinds of messy things to passing drivers.

Soon they passed through this not-so-long but famous tunnel. On the downhill section, Uncle Dunzi deliberately put his foot on the brake.The bright headlights in front of the car shone brightly in the distance. People in the small town had already had dinner, and both sides of the road were bustling as usual, bustling crowds and vehicles queuing up for dinner, shouting and bargaining.

When he was 100 meters away from the nearest crowd, Dunzi pulled over and stopped.After locking the car door, he walked forward with Zhigang. The 100-meter walk was a difficult one, because the woman in red in the dream had already appeared in their field of vision.

It was a young woman about 30 years old. She was wearing a fiery red dress and was selling vests and shorts to drivers. These are the most commonly used clothes for long-distance drivers.

Dunzi walked over anxiously. The woman's booth was not big and she had very few clothes. It could be seen that she was a novice who had just come out to practice the stall. Although she was holding a vest, she was not very embarrassed to shout. After a while, she didn't sell one.

Finally, the father and son mustered up their courage and walked over, and the woman saw them when she turned her head.The father and son were shocked. This person looked exactly like the woman they saw in their dream. They immediately thought of the scene of this woman lying in a pool of blood. Dunzi's mouth started to twitch. It was jealousy and fear. .

Seeing the father and son staring at her, the woman felt more and more embarrassed, and her face began to turn red.Finally, as a woman who just learned to do business, she tried her best to speak: "Brother, do you want to buy clothes?" Her sales skills are really not very good. This sentence, she can't say anything else.

Dunzi remembered the explanation Cyclops gave him, and asked, "Why do you sell the clothes?"

The woman smiled and said, "Ten yuan each." Her eyes were full of anticipation. This might be the first business she could make in the past few days.

Dunzi squatted down, rummaged through the clothes on the ground, and asked, "Where are these shorts?"

The woman quickly helped him pick up one and said, "This one is also ten yuan."

Dunzi didn't speak any more, took out the pocket bag hanging on his waist, ordered a few big bills and said, "Is this the first time you've come out to do business?"

The woman blushed and gave a soft "hmm". She knew that these long-distance drivers like to drink some cheap money to relieve boredom. She had also heard about who and which drivers in this small town finally became mistress.Thinking of her mother-in-law who was lying on the bed in urgent need of money, she gritted her teeth, thinking that even if this person really wanted to take advantage of her, as long as she could make a business, the patience would pass.

"As many clothes as you have, I will cover them all." Uncle Dunzi is a frugal person, and there is a reason for doing so.He came out of the army, and there was a hurdle in his heart that he couldn't get past.This is what Cyclops told him that day:

This woman is destined to die, and now the time has come, the two of them were chosen by the kid to deliver the letter.If the time is up and the woman does not die, then the brat will arrest the father and son to save their lives.The only way to do it is to change the messenger.Let Uncle Dunzi go to that woman to buy a piece of clothing, put it in front of Uncle Dunzi's car, and let the wheels pass over the clothes, so that Uncle Dunzi can deal with the kid.As for that woman, the little ghost will immediately arrange for the next messenger when he finds out that he is not dead. In short, she will not survive that night.

The woman looked at Tunzi in surprise and surprise, and said, "There are ten clothes and ten trousers in total."

Uncle Dunzi took out two big bills and handed them over: "This is 200 yuan, you take it and go home quickly, it's getting late."

The woman took the money and compared it repeatedly, and Dunzi added with a smile: "Don't worry, I can't fake it. Many people on this road know me. You should go back quickly."

The woman didn't dare to look at him again, she collected the money and quickly tidied up the things on the ground before walking back, she knew that a driver with a local license plate would not need so many clothes, why did he do this?The woman didn't dare to think about it anymore, she had to go back to take care of her bedridden mother-in-law, her man had been dead for many years.When she first married ten years ago, her husband was building the Youling Tunnel, and an explosion accident hit him in the back of the head. She became a widow within a month of marriage.

Seeing the back of the woman going away, Uncle Dunzi hurriedly brought Zhigang to the side of the car. He piled all the clothes on the ground, climbed into the car and started it.The last eight wheels slammed over the clothes and rolled them into the fenders, strips of new clothes like torn rags.After the car passed by, Uncle Dunzi got out of the car again. The father and son piled the clothes aside, found a place with few people and lit the fire. The unpleasant smell of chemical fiber flowed down his nose, choking him cough.

Seeing the direction in which the woman was leaving, Uncle Dunzi closed the car door and said silently: Goodbye, take care, this is all I can do.

This trip took two full days to Xiamen. On the fourth day, he brought a batch of goods back from Xiamen. On the fifth day, he got off the expressway and took National Highway 104 again. This time he still had to pass by that place.

There is a big sharp bend in front of Baizhang, and that bend is called Xiaquan.When turning the corner, Dunzi saw a man waving in front of him, that man was wearing red clothes...

Dunzi was so frightened that he slammed on the brakes, the brakes screamed, and the car stopped less than one meter away from the woman.Take a closer look, isn't this the woman who sold clothes that day?

The woman walked to Dunzi's car window and smiled at him and said, "Brother, I still recognize you, thank you for buying all my clothes that day, enough for my mother's medicine money."

Dunzi was a little at a loss, he asked, "What are you doing here?"

It was getting dark, and Dunzi could only see the outline of the woman. Her hair covered half of her face. She said, "I want to go back, can you take me a piece?"

From here to Baizhang is only three kilometers away. It takes a minute to drive, but half an hour to walk.Dunzi couldn't find a reason to refuse, he said: "There is a lounge behind me, if you don't mind, just come up and squeeze."

When the woman got into the car, Dunzi used his eyes to look at the situation behind through the rearview mirror from time to time along the way. For some reason, he always felt that his back was chilly, and his scalp felt numb one after another.

Fortunately, Baizhang Town arrived smoothly. There was no one setting up a stall in the town that day, and it was surprisingly quiet.Dunzi pulled over and parked the car. The woman went down and stood by the window and said to him, "Thank you brother, you are such a good person. I misremembered that day, but it was actually nine pairs of trousers and ten pieces of clothes. I will give you the extra ten yuan. It's already in the backseat."

Dunzi and Zhigang looked back, and there was indeed a piece of money lying on the back seat. When he turned his head to look again, the woman had disappeared.Dunzi thought, at least she was fine, so after restarting, the car got into the long tunnel.

As soon as he entered the house, his mother-in-law couldn't wait to tell him the news: "You are back. Did you know that the one-eyed dragon who ran the winery in the town died."

Dunzi took a sip of tea and spit it out: "What's going on?"

"It just died last night. It is said that the death was very strange. Many people went to see it. We will also go to see it later."

Immediately, a feeling of uneasiness surged in Dunzi's heart. That woman... He suddenly remembered something, turned around and ran out, opened the car door and got into the back seat. There was a ghost coin lying quietly on that seat. ...