The Late Night Train

Chapter 62: The fourth story Rain Town (61)

Views:

"Who dares to laugh at me!" Yang Mo said angrily and angrily. When he saw someone smiling at him at the window, he hid again. Yang Mo could clearly see that she was a girl with a pretty face. She had a unique fresh beauty in the mountains. She was so different from the women in the city who were wearing heavy makeup, it was unforgettable at first sight. Seeing the beautiful woman, most of Yang Mo's anger subsided. He then thought that if he could find someone to ask, he might be able to determine the location of the town. It would be even better if he could hook up with the beautiful woman.

Yang Mo walked towards the window, and the scene of a young man in the city seducing an ignorant girl in the mountains was played in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited. He knocked on the window, but no one answered for a long time. Yang Mo couldn't bear his temper and looked into the room. Unexpectedly, the house was very dilapidated, the roof had not been repaired for an unknown period of time, water was leaking everywhere, and the ground seemed to be a pond. This was not a place where people lived. But there was no trace of the girl I saw before. Yang Mo felt strange and looked inside again to make sure that the girl was not in the room.

"It's strange. Could it be that the girl was shy and ran away?" Yang Mo scratched his head and looked around the hut. There was no place to hide. A chill quietly spread in his heart, and Yang Mo had a horrifying thought.

"Could it be..." Yang Mo was so frightened that he took a few steps back, stepped into the pit again, and fell to the ground. God knows how many times Yang Mo fell today. Even though he was wearing a raincoat, the clothes underneath were already soaked. Seeing the gray sky, he calmed down a little and smiled to himself: "How could there be a ghost in broad daylight? You really scared yourself! Maybe this girl is hiding somewhere to watch her make a fool of herself!"

Thinking of this, Yang Mo stood up pretending to be cool and walked into the depths of the town with his head held high. After walking two or three meters, there was another somersault.

Laughter sounded behind him again. Yang Mo turned his head and saw the girl smiling at him again.

"It's really not a ghost!" Yang Mo was really relieved now, and he wanted to walk to the window. The girl was startled and hid again.

Yang Mo saw it clearly, thinking that the girl was shy, and finally gave up the idea of hooking up with the girl. He looked into the distance, and it was still hazy under the rain curtain. The mountains in the distance had already merged with the rain curtain, and there was still no clear reference around him.

"It seems that the only choice is to keep looking." Yang Mo sighed.

Seeing the road in front of him that looked like a small river, he finally learned his lesson, slowed down and walked forward cautiously.

Oddly enough, there were dozens of families in the town, but apart from the girl just now, Yang Mo didn't see a single person. The doors of every house were closed and the windows were dark. It's not like we can go out to work in this weather. Could it be that all the residents of the town are sleeping? Or, are you deliberately hiding from yourself? Yang Mo shook his head. He still had no idea, so he simply didn't want to think about it.

Yang Mo walked while observing, and unknowingly he had reached the other end of the town, where he could vaguely see the mountains and forests outside. Yang Mo stopped at the edge of the town, hesitating whether to return in vain, but he heard voices coming from a house not far away. He looked up and saw an old woman over fifty waving to him. Yang Mo felt happy, finally finding someone who took the initiative to talk to him.

Yang Mo ran over and found something strange, because the door to the house was locked from the outside. The old woman's face poked out of the window and said to him: "Young man, help me."

"Help for what?" Yang Mo asked hesitantly.

"Open the door for me." The old woman said matter-of-factly, "Did you see it's locked outside?"

Yang Mo did see it, but he was not as honest and obedient as Chen Jue. Instead, he stood there and asked, "Why are you locked here?"

"Open the door for me and I'll tell you!" The old woman was a little anxious and urged: "Hurry! It's too late if it's later!"

Yang Mo rolled his eyes and remembered asking for directions, so he said slowly: "I can open the door for you, but I have a condition."

"What are the conditions? Tell me quickly!" The old woman became excited and agreed repeatedly.

"Do you know where Dragon Girl Pond is?" Yang Mo asked directly.

"Dragon Girl Pond?" There was obvious hesitation in the old woman's tone.

Yang Mo looked at the old woman carefully and saw her expression changing again and again, looking around constantly. Then she waved to him and said in a low voice: "Come closer and I'll tell you quietly!"

Unexpectedly, it took no effort to get there. Yang Mo leaned towards the window excitedly and heard the old woman say: "Dragon Girl Pond is not far from the town, just..."

A pair of cold arms suddenly shot out of the window and grabbed Yang Mo's neck tightly. The old woman suddenly let out a piercing scream: "Come quickly! The poacher has appeared!"

The sneak attack came so suddenly that Yang Mo was caught off guard and found it difficult to breathe. His survival instinct drove him to struggle to break away from the old woman's arm. Yang Mo himself didn't know how to resist. After struggling wildly for a while, he breathed fresh air into his lungs again. His throat hurt and itched and he wanted to cough loudly.

But the old woman didn't let Yang Mo go because of this. She grabbed his hair and scratched his face with both hands. Although Yang Mo escaped death, he was entangled by the old woman and couldn't escape for a while. The old woman was like a crazy wild cat, viciously attacking Yang Mo while still screaming. As God testified, it was the first time that Yang Mo knew that a person's scream could be so harsh, as if his eardrums had been pierced.

Yang Mo tried his best to protect his face with both hands, and subconsciously pushed his foot against the wall. He fell backward due to the force, but he accidentally escaped from the old woman's attack range. Yang Mo stood up and felt dizzy for a while. In his confusion, he saw many shadows suddenly appeared on the road in the town. They seemed to be residents who were disturbed by the old woman. They seemed not to be affected by the road and walked quickly. Came over here.

This was the first time Yang Mo saw so many people in the town, but what surprised him was that those people... seemed to be a bit shorter than ordinary people. Yang Mo was confused now, so he rubbed his eyes to make sure he saw it correctly. When he opened his eyes again, he was faced with a black shadow falling from the sky.

There was a "boom", and Yang Mo felt the sound penetrate deep into his brain, followed by severe pain on the top of his head, and then... he didn't know anything else.

When he opened his eyes again, Yang Mo first saw Chen Jue's happy smiling face, and then Mr. Bao's cold old face. He gradually realized that he was back in the room.

"You finally woke up!" Chen Jue breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's going on?" Yang Mo felt extremely confused about everything that had happened before.

"What's going on?" Mr. Bao snorted coldly and said, "Who asked you to provoke that crazy woman!"

"Crazy woman?" Yang Mo thought of the old woman locked in the room and asked, "Why was she locked in the room? And why did she attack me? Ouch, what happened to the injury on my head? ?”

Yang Mo wanted to scratch his head, but found that there was a big bag on his head.

"You're lucky, I didn't beat you to death with a stick." Mr. Bao still spoke aggressively.

Yang Mo came back to his senses and said angrily: "It was you who hit me!" As he spoke, his blood surged up, and there were waves of pain on the top of his head.

"You are wearing a tattered raincoat, do I know who you are?" Mr. Bao retorted confidently, "Fortunately I didn't stab you with the harpoon, otherwise your fate would have been decided here."

"Then thank you!" Yang Mo returned angrily.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting tense, Chen Jue quickly smoothed things over and changed the subject: "What happened to the crazy woman you just talked about? Why was she locked in the room?"

"Are you a crazy woman? If you don't lock her up, how can you let her go out and hurt people?" Mr. Bao sighed and said slowly: "Actually, Granny Jiang is also a pitiful person."

"Poor man? Am I pitiful?" Yang Mo muttered, covering his head.

Mr. Bao's thick eyebrows were raised, and he was about to get angry. Chen Jue quickly interjected: "Did Granny Jiang encounter something sad that made her crazy?"

Mr. Bao's expression softened and he began to tell the story of Granny Jiang.