Chen Yangding stood still. Not long after, a familiar figure passed by the door. His dilated pupils flickered and the next moment he ran out and grabbed the visitor's crutch.
Noticing other gazes, Chen Yang looked towards a corner of the house behind the young man. There was shock in his eyes, brought out from through the door, which he could not hide in time.
The few little girls who had been hiding behind them were dumbfounded, and Chen Yang was also stunned, and both sides looked at each other.
The boy turned around and frowned.
The little girls covered their mouths and screamed, then ran away shyly.
Chen Yang was still in a daze. The crutch in his hand was swung and slipped out of his fingers. He shuddered and uttered from his dry throat: "Aunt Liu's youngest son ate chemical fertilizers."
"More than half a bag was stolen from his house. It's very likely that he ate all of it. The smell is very pungent and the quantity is definitely quite large. It seems like it's still in his stomach."
"Should have been dead a long time ago, but he can walk, move and talk."
The only audience member had a blank expression on his face.
Chen Yang: “…”
Suddenly, a crisp voice came from the yard: "Uncle."
Chen Yang felt a chill on his back. He turned his neck stiffly, trying his best to appear naturally gentle: "Hey."
The boy looked at the person next to him with his big eyes and stepped back timidly.
This reaction made Chen Yang feel popular. Being stared at by the dark eyes of the person next to him, not to mention children, even adults couldn't remain calm.
And there are shadows on the ground.
It's a living person.
Chen Yang's panic subsided a little. Just as he was about to say something, the boy rushed back into the house and slammed the door shut.
The mouse ran away as fast as if it saw a cat.
The yard was silent.
The boy sat on the tree stump where Chen Yang had sat before. The ends of his two crutches that were touching the ground were very dirty, with a lot of dirt and grass clippings.
Chen Yang squatted beside him: "Where did you come back from?"
Boy: “On the mountain.”
Chen Yang was stunned: "What are you doing in the mountains?"
The boy didn't answer. He looked around the courtyard. The only smell he could smell was fishy, coming from the leather waders hanging in the corner.
Chen Yang told the young man the whole story, removing the self-defense items he had obtained, the wire and the big nails, and leaving everything else out without reservation, and then waited for the other party's reaction.
"Wait until night." said the boy.
It's not even noon yet, can there be peace during the day
Chen Yang wiped his face. Fertilizer is not a snack. Who would eat it? Even if someone was curious about what it tasted like, they would just lick it at most.
8 years old is not the age to eat anything you want.
Furthermore, even if it is accidentally ingested, there will be symptoms of poisoning.
The child was fine, it was as if his body had automatically absorbed the fertilizer.
A word popped into Chen Yang’s mind: container.
What followed was Lin Yue’s words “the evil ghost is looking for a substitute”, and he shuddered, hoping that it had nothing to do with ghosts.
The rehabilitation center is filled with so much negative energy that he has never even seen a ghost.
This world exists, but I don’t know what it looks like.
Chen Yang is very afraid of ghosts and has been since he was a child.
The kind of person who is so scared that he would break up with anyone who tells him a ghost story.
Everyone was going to meet at Li Dafu's house at noon. The group of seven was missing Zhou Xiaoxiao and Huang Qing. When everyone quickly finished their lunch, they had not returned yet.
Chen Yang looked at the bright sunshine outside, thinking about the two people whose life and death were unknown and the chubby boy who ate fertilizer. He felt very bad.
Subconsciously, Chen Yang moved his legs, with the tip of his shoes tilted towards the boy, making a gesture of trust as if he was ready to fly over at any time.
Although I still don't know what his name is.
Chen Yang waited for a long time but no one spoke, so he spoke first: "It seems that something happened to them."
Zhang Yan's face was filled with sorrow: "Yeah."
Zhao Yuan's eyes turned red as he shouted, "Then what are we waiting for? Go find them!"
Lin Yue said coldly: "You have never seen death, never suffered betrayal, never shed blood, you are so naive, what do you think this place is?"
Zhao Yuan's face turned red and blue: "So you don't care about them?"
"Can you manage it?"
Zhao Yuan was like a deflated ball, helpless. He didn't even know if he would be the next one.
The walls of the house were sprinkled with mottled light, bright and warm, but the air between the remaining five people was dark.
Zhang Yan was the first to exchange information. He said that he found some large vats in the woods to the east, all filled with water and nothing else.
Chen Yang thought for a moment: "Maybe it's rain."
"Rainwater? Why collect it in a jar?"
"It can be used to water vegetables." Chen Yang said, "The lifestyle on the island is very backward. They are very frugal and simple, so it's not surprising that they do this."
Zhang Yan and the others remained silent, seemingly not agreeing with this statement.
Chen Yang didn't continue. He planned to go and take a look in the afternoon.
Zhao Yuan said that he went into the sea to check and found that there was no problem with the creatures on the seabed. He ruled out mutation caused by radiation. He also played games with the children on the beach for a while and found nothing. Everything was normal.
There was a lot of mud and some vegetable leaves on Lin Yue's three or four centimeter leather shoes. She just said that she had no catch. When asked again, she got angry and spoke bad words, as if she was driven crazy by the current situation.
Now only Chen Yang was left to explain, and Zhang Yan and the others automatically ignored the young man.
Chen Yang licked his dry lips: "I have discovered something."
The atmosphere changed.
Chen Yang said under everyone's close gaze: "The fertilizer at Aunt Liu's house next door was stolen. Her youngest son didn't go to school or go out recently. I thought it was weird, so I tried to get him out of the house. But when he talked, I found that his mouth smelled of fertilizer. It was very strong and pungent."
Zhang Yan's face was stern: "So the fertilizer wasn't stolen, it was eaten?"
Chen Yang nodded.
The surroundings fell into dead silence.
Zhao Yuan murmured: "I was surprised when I heard the first half of the sentence. When I went into the sea, I took off my watch and put it on the beach. No one stole it. How can fertilizer be more valuable than a watch..."
He stood up suddenly, his eyes wide open in shock: "Eat it? What the hell, eat it?! Is that something a human can eat?"
Chen Yang seemed to smell that smell again, and he cleared his throat uncomfortably: "Aunt Liu's youngest son looks like a normal person."
"It is common sense that chemical fertilizers are not for human consumption. Eating them will cause vomiting and dizziness, and eating too much will endanger life."
Zhang Yan said: "The mission is indeed related to fertilizers. We are heading in the right direction."
Lin Yue pursed her red lips and said, "People who eat a lot of fertilizers will mutate."
"It's not a mutation. The fish is still a fish. It's definitely not a mutation," Zhao Yuan insisted, frightened and a little crazy. "Absolutely not, it's not a mutation."
"If that's not a mutation, then what is it? Why do they need to eat fertilizer? They will die, right? Then Zhou Xiaoxiao and Huang Qing..."
Zhao Yuan stopped talking to himself, slumped in the chair with a deathly pale face, and no sound came out of his mouth.
Lin Yue went out.
Zhang Yan also left Li Dafu's house. The mission office was finally opened. He breathed a sigh of relief but was also very panicked. Tomorrow was the last day. There would definitely be many dangers before he left, so he had to find a breakthrough as soon as possible.
I hope he can continue his good luck this time.
Chen Yang felt that the smell of fertilizer was lingering, as if it was in his mouth too, and he wanted to vomit.
Just as he was about to take out the bottle of drink from his bag and take a sip, his stomach churned and he vomited with a "wow".
Zhao Yuan, who was lying on the chair, jumped up and ran to the door, pointing at Chen Yang with trembling body: "You, you, you..."
Chen Yang wiped his mouth: "I just have a bad stomach."
Zhao Yuan panted, not daring to look at him, and said, "Then you take a rest. I, I will also go look for clues!"
He ran out before he finished speaking. If he was a step later, he would be eaten by a ghost and almost fell on the doorstep.
"You're so scared. I'm telling the truth. Why don't you believe me?"
Chen Yang rubbed his stomach and vomited a few times. His eyes were filled with natural tears. His eyes were red. He choked and asked the boy who hadn't left yet, "Am I really mutated?"
The boy ignored him.
Chen Yang cleaned up his vomit, went to the yard to rinse his mouth and came back: "I only said one sentence to the child."
"No," Chen Yang swayed unsteadily, "I even touched his head."
The boy seemed to be annoyed by him. He picked up his crutches and went to the storage room of Li Dafu's house and put the particles in his hand on the table.
When Chen Yang saw that it was fertilizer, the muscles on his face trembled violently.
The boy looked at him: "Do you want to eat?"
Chen Yang hurriedly shook his head like a wave drum, with no desire to pounce on him at all. Does that mean he is fine
Chen Yang realized the boy's intention later and felt a little grateful: "You also live in Sanlianqiao, I'll treat you to a meal when you go out."
The boy was picking at the fertilizer, his lips were pale, and his profile was a cold white that rarely saw the sun: "Want to go out?"
Chen Yang was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but come up with a weird guess, blurting out: "You don't want to?"
The boy said nothing. He picked up a fertilizer pellet and put it in his mouth, biting it with his teeth, as if he was savoring it carefully.
Chen Yang: “…” Maybe he is really sick.
When it got dark, Chen Yang and his friends still hadn't seen Zhou Xiaoxiao and Huang Qing. They were neither alive nor dead, and there was no unusual movement on the island.
It didn't seem like he was pretending, as if he really didn't know that something had happened to two tourists.
There's nothing wrong with Aunt Liu's family either.
Zhang Yan and Lin Yue didn't ask about Chen Yang's vomiting at noon. It seemed that Zhao Yuan didn't tell them.
Chen Yang didn't know what Zhao Yuan was planning, but he no longer approached him and spoke from a distance.
The time on Lin Yue's mobile phone had just passed seven o'clock. The respected Granny Qi announced a meeting and all the islanders were asked to gather at the back mountain. Zhang Yan followed them.
Adults, both men and women, went to the meeting, and those left at home were either elderly people with limited mobility or babbling children.
Lin Yue and Zhao Yuan split up and took the opportunity to search house by house.
Chen Yang has an important mission, Aunt Liu has also gone to a meeting, and the youngest son is home alone. I wonder if there will be any unusual changes tonight.
He was going to see the child.
Chen Yang was very scared, but luckily there was someone to accompany him.
"Shall we go over now?" Chen Yang stood under the eaves. "We don't know how long this meeting will last. If Aunt Liu comes back halfway, she may not have time to inform Zhang Yan who has gone over. We should be a little worried."
The young man took out a stone from his coat pocket, raised his arm and threw it, and it hit Mrs. Li's window with a bang. The crisp sound was amplified in the silent night and sounded clear and loud.
Chen Yang stared at the wooden window with fear and trepidation. There was no sound in Old Lady Li's room, she was sleeping soundly.
"What are you still standing there for?" The boy hit him on the leg with the crutch in his hand.
Chen Yang's legs didn't hurt, but his spirit was greatly shocked. He walked in front with his back hunched, and entered Aunt Liu's house calmly.
After a while, Chen Yang's face darkened. The boy was leaning on a crutch and walking with a loud clattering sound. What's the point of being so cautious
"You stay here, I'll..."
Before Chen Yang could finish his words, another stone flew past him and accurately hit the window of the stone house where Aunt Liu's youngest son lived.
"… "
After that sound, Aunt Liu's yard was quiet. There was no expected response and the child was not in the house.
Chen Yang's breathing tightened. He moved closer to the boy beside him and whispered, "Where did you go?"
The young boy's tall body was lying on his crutches, his head lowered, as if thinking about something.
Chen Yang was as if facing a formidable enemy, his eyes moving around constantly: "He should have eaten up all the fertilizers at home, could he have gone to someone else's house?"
The boy suddenly said, "Go back."
Chen Yang didn't ask anything. He turned around with his weak legs and went back to Li Dafu's house.
During the day, Chen Yang searched Li Dafu's house thoroughly and found out where his fertilizers were stored. He then ran quickly to his destination.
On the west side of the courtyard, the door of the utility room diagonally opposite the kitchen was open, and what caught the eye were several empty bags lying deflated on the ground.
Only the innermost bag was bulging.
Chen Yang stood at the door and didn't dare to go in.
The young man stepped over the broken wooden threshold and walked inside. Chen Yang was afraid that there was something behind him, so he followed him in a panic.
Li Dafu turned off the kerosene lamp when he went out, and the room was darker than outside.
Moonlight streamed in from the door. Chen Yang walked close to the young man and approached the innermost bag. He saw him lift up a crutch and open the bag.
Aunt Liu's youngest son was curled up inside, not moving.
Chen Yang gasped, something rushed to his throat and he swallowed it down hard to avoid spitting it out. He stared at the boy, his whole body cold, and ran out without thinking.
A hand clamped down on his arm, and then he heard a choking sound.
"Pour it out," said the boy.
Chen Yang struggled and shook his head.
When a person dies, the ghost must be here, and his psychological endurance is about to collapse.
The young man stood on one foot, his balance basically supported by a crutch, but his strength was still so great that Chen Yang could not break free. His tall figure was hidden in the darkness, with only one eye and half of his face showing a vague outline. There was no trace of beauty, which made people's scalp tingle.
"Hurry up." The young man pushed Chen Yang and said in a low and cold voice, "Pour it out. I want to see the body."
Huh--Huh--Huh--
Cold sweat dripped from Chen Yang's forehead. He was forced by the young man to a pale face. He staggered to the other end of the bag, closed his eyes, bent down, tremblingly grabbed both sides of the bag, and shook it violently.
"Bang!"
The body fell out.
The body still maintains the shape of being arched in the bag.