Suddenly there were people around me in my sleep, and my heart almost jumped out of my throat and jumped up. It is estimated that the figure is too fierce, and the dilapidated sheep pen is directly half-collapsed by me.
"You...you woke up..." The person next to me who had come out not knowing when he saw me was panicked, and quickly whispered: "Don't you be afraid... yes... it's me..."
The sky was slightly dark, but it was not to the point where his eyes were darkened. When this man was speaking, I also distinguished that it was the green tree that I had thrown off the melon land last night.
She changed her clothes, stood up, and looked at me slightly anxiously and apologetically. It was so dark, and I could still see the fine wrinkles around the corners of her eyes and forehead.
"Auntie!" I was very annoyed. I got up from the ground and patted the grass dust on my body: "You are so silent, like a ghost, that will scare people to death!"
"You are sleeping... I don't want to disturb you, so... there was no sound..."
The anger in my heart didn't disappear, and when I wanted to talk again, I suddenly felt wrong. From Guadi to here, such a long way, let’s not say whether Qingluo can keep up. Even if she can keep up, how can I know that I’m sleeping in the sheep pen in this small deserted village
Things were strange, I was full of suspicion, and gradually there was a bit of hostility in Qing Luo's eyes.
"You came alone? How did you know I was here?"
"Uncle Yu brought me here." Qingluo stood there timidly, probably watching me get angry, she didn't dare to move, rubbing the corners of her clothes nervously with her fingers, and said: "Uncle Yu has something to do, take me here. , He left..."
Qing Luo said carefully. The fisherman in her mouth was the old fishing man I met.
"I don't care about the fish and shrimps. In short, I don't know him." The more I think about it, the more headaches I get.
"I don't want anything, I just want to... live with you..."
"There are knives over there. Take it up and kill me with a knife." I was dizzy, and the more I couldn't get rid of them, the more Qingluo said that made me restless and flustered. I gritted my teeth and ran away. .
As soon as I ran, Qingluo didn't give up, and shouted from behind: "Don't run, listen to me..."
I don't care what she said, in short, I was not at ease, rushed out of the sheepfold, and rushed around the small village. Master brought me to this small village before, but also missed the place to stay in the middle of the night, and came here to make do with a rest. Therefore, I am fairly familiar with the terrain of the small village. I walked around half of the village along the east side. Looking back, Qingluo was still chasing after him from a distance.
I deliberately slowed down and led Qingluo to chase after her. After running around the village for a half and a half, I speeded up again suddenly
Du, after throwing away Cheongna completely, she went into the village awkwardly. The village has been abandoned for more than ten years. Every year during the flood season, the river will spread here, and most of the houses are collapsed. I drilled around in the village, and finally found a fairly complete earthen house and plunged into it.
I can only do this. The river beach is flat. If you run out, the endless beach head is flat. It is estimated that it will be difficult to get rid of Qingluo and that fisherman. I stayed here temporarily, without making a sound. When Qing Luo fainted, I would find a chance to escape.
After all, Qingluo is a woman, weak and short of breath. It is estimated that she was stunned outside the village. When I hid, she suddenly lost her target.
I just waited silently. In the middle of summer, the deserted village was full of grass nests, and there were too many mosquitoes to count. When I was out of breath, I heard the buzzing of mosquitoes everywhere in the dark earthen house. I didn't dare to make too much movement and kept waving away mosquitoes.
I hid here for at least half an hour and listened carefully. There seemed to be no sound outside the village, and Qing Luo should have left.
I sighed in secret and slapped my arm. There are still a lot of mosquitoes, flying around in my ears. I really can't stand it anymore. I tiptoedly touched the crumbling door of the soil house and wanted to get out.
At this moment, I suddenly heard the buzzing of mosquitoes, as if there was something more. At first, I couldn't tell what the sound was, but after holding my breath and listening, I heard it turned out to be the sound of people talking.
"This is delicious, eat more."
"This meat has been left for a long time, it is not fresh, and there is always a smell when it is eaten."
"It's good if you have meat, but you have to pick and choose..."
These bursts of human voices were similar to mosquitoes' humming, mixed in the buzzing sound. After I distinguished it, my ears seemed to be pierced by steel needles, making me uncomfortable.
After thinking about it, I felt that my ears must have been faulty and I had misheard. The deserted village was uninhabited more than ten years ago. How could anyone talk here after being deserted for so long.
"It's dark, turn on a light..."
Bang...
Just as I kept consoling myself, I must have heard it wrong, a light suddenly lit up in the earth hut where I could not see my fingers. It was an oil lamp commonly used by farmers in the river beach. But the soya-like lights just made me see the scene in the earthen house.
This is indeed a run-down house that has been left unoccupied for a long time. All the furnishings and furnishings in the house are gone. Only a wooden table covered with dust is left next to the wall. I am familiar with this wall-mounted wooden table, he
Almost every family in Tanxiang set up an offering table in the main room, some for the ancestors, and some for the gods, usually offering incense, and offering offerings on the fifteenth day of the new year.
On the dusty altar table, there is an oil lamp. With the light of the oil lamp, you can see a painting on the wall. Ordinary households will stick deities on the wall in front of the altar, but the deity in front of them is full of evil spirits.
The portraits are not the usual fairy tales, only three old women hunched over. Three old women are eating around a small table. There are two bowls painted on the small table. The bowls seem to contain meat, bloody and scarlet.
I couldn't help taking a breath, the soles of my feet felt like thorns, and I couldn't stand still. All the messy thoughts in my heart died down, and I turned around and exited the soil hut.
When I quit the earthen house, the bright moon was in the sky, but the small desert village seemed to be floating with a thin layer of white mist. I kept groaning, I don't know what bad luck it was in the past two days, and I can encounter strange things everywhere. I walked a few steps and stretched out my head to look out of the village. Qingluo should have walked far a long time ago, and there was no one outside the village.
I quickened my pace and wanted to leave this small deserted village first. I didn’t dare to go east, I was afraid to meet Qingluo again, so I turned around and turned to the west. When the master brought me here, I remember there was a road to the west of the village leading to the earth mountain behind. Walking this way was undoubtedly a detour. The big circle, for the sake of safety, can't take care of that much now.
I rushed out of the small village without looking back, and went straight to the small road to the west of the village. After walking twenty or thirty steps, I looked back, but there was no one behind. I shook my head, carefully recalled the scene I saw just now, and then began to mumble again, suspecting that I had stayed in the earthen hut for too long, and I felt dizzy and dizzy with tinnitus and dizziness.
There is only one small road from the village to the hill to the west. When I reached the intersection of the small road, the eyeballs of my two eyes almost fell out of the eye sockets, and the hairs on my body were standing upright, and a cool air rushed to the top door from the soles of my feet.
Under the bright moonlight, I saw a small table at the intersection of a small road. Next to the small table, three hunched over old women were eating with chopsticks.
I can see that there are two bowls on that small table with a few pieces of meat in them, dripping with blood.
The three old women obviously saw me, and slowly turned their heads together. I can’t see how old they are. The wrinkles on their faces are full of furrows. The three people’s skin is black, like digging charcoal from a kiln, but they have a thick layer of powder, black with white, more At a glance, you will have a nightmare for a month.
"Young man, have you eaten?" An old woman grinned with a mouth with only three or two teeth left. While smiling, the powder on her face dropped down: "Come and eat some."
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