There is not a single cloud in the sky, and a round moon hangs in the sky, slightly reddish.

The ground is bright, and the road is clearly visible.

I rode toward my ancestral grave outside the village.

There were five heavy memorial tablets behind me, bumping against my back as I rode.

The road was empty.

After riding for a while, I saw a person riding towards me from a distance, and it turned out to be Caixiu.

When she came over, Caixiu took out a shiny black rosary from her pocket and gave it to me.

"Uncle Si's beads, I secretly took them and brought them to you. Wear them."

I felt touched and quickly said thank you.

Caixiu smiled.

"Remember to return it after using it."

After saying that, she rode away again.

I put the rosary around my neck and continued riding towards the ancestral grave.

I rode for a while longer.

In the distance, I saw someone turning and blocking the road.

When I got closer, I realized it was my mother.

"What are you doing?" my mother asked me.

"Saving someone."

"Who are you saving?"

"Qiuge."

"Qiuge is already dead. How can you save her?"

I knew I couldn't explain it now, so I said:

"Qiuge was harmed by the Diao family, and I'm going to help her find peace."

My mother got angry and grabbed my arm, trying to pull me down.

"You're a college student, but who knows how you're really living after someone's dead?"

As she spoke, she tried to grab my backpack.

"If the Diao family really starts investigating, what you did will be considered breaking and entering. Diao Laoda is the county chief, and he won't spare you!"

Just as she said that, a group of people came running from behind and stopped me.

Diao Laiyin ran in front, and his five sons chased after with hoes and shovels.

"Take Jin Chaoyang to the county!"

My mother went forward and started pulling my backpack.

"Quickly return the memorial tablets; it's still manageable now!"

I suddenly froze and looked at my mother.

"How do you know there are memorial tablets inside?"

My mother was stunned.

Then I looked at the ground, and my mother didn't have a shadow.

I swung my hand forward, but it hit nothing.

Only then did I realize that there was no one in front of me, just a paper cutout of a person hanging on the handlebars, swaying back and forth.

When I turned around, the Diao family members who had chased me were gone.

The Diao family's things were indeed bizarre. I couldn't delay any longer; I had to hurry to the ancestral grave.

Take a shortcut.

There's a shortcut here.

Inside the shortcut, there's another shortcut.

And then there's another shortcut.

I became more and more confused as I rode.

Why are there so many shortcuts?

It suddenly dawned on me that everything I had just done seemed like a voice in my head reminding me.

In a daze, I realized I had taken the wrong road and couldn't determine the direction for a moment.