Fan Zhong and Guo Chi fell down, but they didn't pass out. Their chests were hit hard, which made them breathless for a while, and their weapons fell from their hands.
The dark surroundings lit up again, but they were no longer in the villa, but returned to the corridor of the hotel, surrounded by killer corpses.
"How... is it possible..." Guo Chi muttered, not because he was shocked by the sudden time-space shift, but what he really didn't understand was that Wang Xu, a young man who looked so weak, could subdue him and Fan Zhong with one blow. The strength of this punch is definitely at the level of a heavyweight boxing champion.
Wang Xu's expression became serious at this time: "It seems that something is coming." As he said this, he used his spiritual vision to observe the distance in the corridor, and a figure was slowly approaching. He had seen this outline just now. , it was Tan Hai.
Master Cat still looked sleepy: "Then let's see what other tricks he has."
Fan Zhong and Guo Chi on the ground felt a kind of oppression at this moment, a double oppression both mentally and physically. Their body temperature dropped rapidly, and even the flow of blood slowed down significantly. Fear came silently.
Fan Zhong looked at Wang Xu and Master Mao who were still very calm, and asked the question that troubled him again: "Who are you?"
But he was still ignored...
A rotten stench came from behind. Fan Zhong and Guo Chi turned their heads and saw Tan Hai walking out of the darkness. His skin was already black and purple, but there were still some white lime on the outside, and the road was loose and loose. Falling down, there are obvious hideous wounds on the limbs and torso, all of which are left after being chopped off by an ax or a saw. At this moment, Tan Hai looks like a doll toy that has been disassembled and poorly put together again.
This disgusting and terrifying appearance made the two core members of Midnight amazed, and now they have to admit that there are ghosts in this world.
People are more or less in awe of supernatural things (except for a minority like Wang Xu), Fan Zhong and Guo Chi know that this is a situation they cannot cope with, and the only thing that can help them survive at this moment is the two behind them. a mysterious person.
Guo Chi climbed a few steps in the direction of the two, "Save us!"
Fan Zhong also struggled to move here, they were running away like in a nightmare, they couldn't use all their strength, they couldn't even stand up, let alone run away by themselves.
Master Cat looked like he had nothing to do with himself, and while smoking a cigarette, he said relaxedly: "Take a good look at his appearance and guess how he died."
They held back the fear in their hearts and turned their heads again. The two of them thought almost at the same time that the person in front of them was also killed by their midnight killer! It is standard practice to dismember the body, seal it with lime, hide it in the wall, and destroy all evidence afterwards!
Even in Ziye, exchanging news is prohibited by the high-level. Every time an action is taken, as long as it is not involved, people will know nothing, so Fan Zhong and Guo Chi did not know that there was a similar action here three years ago , but at this moment, they understood that the revenge of the ghost still came to Ziye after all...
"This... It's none of our business! We didn't kill this person!" Guo Chi roared loudly, and Tan Hai's ghost was getting closer and closer.
Master Cat stared ahead, and suddenly his idle expression became as cold as frost: "Then who are you responsible for the death of?"
Guo Chi didn't think about this issue, he didn't even listen to it at all, because to him, Master Mao's words meant that he would not save himself. He exploded angrily and decided to make a final desperate fight.
He picked up the saber that fell nearby, and rushed towards Tan Hai's ghost, but the moment Tan Hai's hand touched him, he found that he couldn't move, he couldn't kill anything anymore, waiting for his There is only death, and Guo Chi at this moment is as helpless as anyone killed by him.
Wang Xu and Master Cat stood there calmly, watching Guo Chi being torn to pieces by Tan Hai, it was truly a miracle that human internal organs and bones could be dismantled like a gunpla model.
Wang Xu licked his dry lips and said, "This person won't understand until he dies..."
But Fan Zhong understood that he was more sober than Guo Chi, a die-hard guy, because he still had a little bit of conscience.
"We kill people at the order of the organization! Today I apologize to you for those who killed you! Please let me live! I will definitely bury you well!" Fan Zhong said so and knelt in front of Tan Hai's ghost.
Tan Hai's movements stopped, and he looked at Fan Zhong on the ground with his rotten face, as if hesitating for something.
Wang Xu asked Master Cat this question: "Do you want to save this person?"
Master Cat replied: "If you want to save it, you can save it. You don't need to ask for my permission."
When Fan Zhong heard this, he felt a basin of piercing cold water poured from his head to the bottom. Hearing the meaning of the two people's words, Tan Hai was not hesitating whether to let him go, but was thinking: Should this person be steamed or braised...
Sure enough, rotten corpse claws roared from the top of Fan Zhong's head, he was powerless to dodge, he could only close his eyes and wait for his skull to be crushed to death, but at this moment Wang Xu appeared by his side and grabbed Tan Hai wrist.
"You go." Wang Xu said to Fan Zhong.
Fan Zhongdun felt the pressure on his body lighten, and didn't say anything more, he just remembered the appearance of the person in front of him, and then left silently.
After he walked into the darkness, Master Cat said, "This is not necessarily a good thing."
Wang Xu grabbed Tan Hai by the neck and pulled him in front of Master Cat: "I don't think as much as you, so I have to ask you a lot of things, but there are also many things. No matter how much you think, you can't understand as well as I do."
Master Cat thought about it carefully, and found that his words were quite reasonable, and said with a smile: "Then what did you understand this time?"
Tan Hai showed his true colors at this moment. He was wearing a knockoff suit and sat on the ground with a look of frustration. This business elite wrapped in a famous suit was nothing more than an ordinary man after taking off the gorgeous packaging. man.
Wang Xu sat cross-legged in front of him: "What's wrong with you?"
Tan Hai cried when he was asked this question, and the big man whimpered loudly: "I miss my dad! Dad...cough..."
At this moment, he doesn't look like a successful person from head to toe, but a stupid son who can't speak clearly.
…
The next day, the suburbs of Suzhou.
"That's it, the old tree is still there, and there is a well next to it." Wang Xu got out of the car with a big burden.
Master Mao, who was sitting in the front row, asked the taxi driver to stop on the road to wait for them, and followed him himself.
The two walked to an ordinary old farm house, knocked on the door of the house, and an old lady opened the door.
"Who are you looking for?"
Wang Xu looked back at Master Cat, who turned his head to one side, as if he didn't want to speak, Wang Xu sighed and said, "Excuse me, does Mr. Tan Shan live here?"
The old lady also sighed deeply: "He died, he died a long time ago, the child disappeared, and he also fell ill, so he passed away two years ago..."
Wang Xu looked back at Master Cat again. The guy's neck seemed to be broken, and he insisted not to look this way, as if he had just passed by.
Wang Xu asked helplessly, "Then you are?"
"I'm his old lady, what else can you two do?"
Wang Xu mentioned the burden of the urn: "We... We are from the Public Security Bureau. Your son... found it..."
…
Forty years ago, a boy was born in this place. Tan Shan happily ran back and forth in the village twice, for fear that the villagers would not know that he gave birth to a boy with a handle. It was only when I went back that I realized that I hadn’t named my child yet.
His child was smart and sensible since he was a child. He walked a few miles to school by himself during the day and helped the family with work at night. The teacher in the village said that the child would be able to go to college in the future, and he would have to go to the city to study in junior high school. It's been more than ten years.
Tan Hai lived in the teacher's house in the city in junior high school, and Tan Shan would send him living expenses every month. This was unimaginable for the rural areas with a huge gap between urban and rural areas at that time, but he persisted for three full years.
Until the year when Tan Hai was admitted to high school, he wrote a letter back, which included all the living expenses for the past three years, and a sentence: Father, mother, you are troubled.
Since then, Tan Hai worked part-time and studied, and was able to send some extra money home every month. The whole village envied Tan Shan for having such a promising son.
Time has changed, when Tan Hai graduated from a famous university in another city and was directly admitted by a multinational company, he returned to his hometown. Eleven years had passed since he left, and his father, who was as strong as a big tree, had already shown his She is old, and her mother has more wrinkles on her face.
Everything seems beautiful, but time will eventually change something. The sensible Tan Hai has changed. In this materialistic world, he has gradually become another person.
At first he would write letters to his family every week, then it gradually became monthly, and finally there was no news for a whole year.
And the content of the letter also changed from thousands of words of cold and warm greetings to a few simple greetings, until one day there were only those cold banknotes in the envelope.
The money is getting thicker and the love is getting thinner.
Tan Shan did not forget this son, he wrote to Tan Hai every week, although he only attended literacy classes.
Nearly sixty years old, he can read the dilapidated Xinhua dictionary all night in order to write a letter to his son. Even if the dictionary is broken, he can only express the simplest greetings and care between the lines.
Tan Shan never knew that as early as more than ten years ago, Tan Hai ordered his secretary to read these letters for him. If there were no special circumstances, he only needed to send money there as usual.
Chinese characters are extensive and profound, and the artistic conception that can be expressed is a hundred times richer than that of twenty-six letters. But even the most outstanding writer in the world, using the most gorgeous language, cannot convey what Tan Shan wants to convey, which is the most simple The simplest kind of fatherly love.
A few years later, the news of Tan Hai's disappearance reached the family. Ironically, they may be the last to know the news.
For the first time, Tan Shan used the money sent back by his son, and he went out to find his son, even if it was a needle in a haystack.
This tall father is already a stooped old man at this time. He came to the hotel where Tan Hai disappeared. Even if he was stared at by others, even if he was scolded as crazy, he still pulled everyone who came out from here to ask about his son. until the security escorted him away.
Tan Hai saw his father again many years later, but at this moment, they had already gone the other way.
Tan Hai watched his father being pushed away again and again, even pushed to the ground. He wanted to help him, but he couldn't walk out of the hotel. His ghost cried bitterly, calling for his father, but he was close at hand. But far away, no one can hear it.
In the end, Tan Shan left, and after months of searching for his son, he was overwhelmed by grief and illness.
He returned home and was never sick again.
Tan Shan was born here, and lived his last life here. Maybe he is just an ordinary old man in the eyes of others, but in Tan Hai's eyes, he will always be that tall and loving father.
…
Wang Xu and Master Mao were sitting in a taxi, and the atmosphere on the way back was very sad. The old lady almost didn't cry until she passed out, missing and dying. A glimmer of hope condemned to death.
"Is it uncomfortable? That's why I told you not to come." Master Cat rolled up the window and lit a cigarette.
"After all, didn't you follow in the end? Even if you tried your best to cover it up, you actually didn't feel well!"
Master Cat "cut": "When you see the fare on the meter, you will probably feel as uncomfortable as me..."
Wang Xu didn't want to get entangled with him on this issue, and said indignantly: "If you say that this surnamed Tan is not a thing, he forgot his roots after he took the position in the company, and even concealed the fact that he has parents in his hometown."
Master Cat took a breath and ended the conversation with a meaningful sentence: "Tan Hai, he has already received the punishment he deserved, and I think his father will forgive him as long as he is willing to go home."