Whether the fat guy would get a ticket for illegal parking was still unknown.
The three of us got into the car, and the fat guy hurriedly started driving. At this hour, finding a parking spot in a residential area was basically impossible, so he had no choice but to keep driving.
The thin guy told us about the new premonition he'd seen.
"...I tested it again, and this time I saw that nursery rhyme." He began there, immediately bringing to mind the song those two ghosts had sung. "It's the one about turning off the lights before bed. There should be three ghosts. Uncle Ghost is the best at hiding. The one who was stabbed to death inside the house probably wasn't killed by a burglar. Uncle Ghost killed him."
"Is that nursery rhyme famous?" I asked, puzzled.
I knew nothing about this sort of thing.
The thin guy nodded firmly. "It used to be just a nursery rhyme. It's probably not popular around Minqing... People talk about it quite a bit in several inland provinces. They sing it in the local dialects."
Dialects...
My expression turned strange.
In the future world I'd seen in my dreams, it seemed like hardly anyone spoke dialects.
The farther back in time I went in my dreams, the more dialects I heard. I could barely understand the ancient ones, but in recent years, I'd been able to make out a few words in the dialects spoken in some remote areas. Had dialects in the future world really not died out completely? I'd always found that a little strange. In places like Minqing, people had been talking about protecting dialects for years, yet those who could speak them were mostly older. People just a few years younger didn't speak them properly.
With people