Gradually, there were no other pedestrians except the two of them on the road. The night was as dark as ink, there was no firelight near or far, and there was not a sound of chickens or dogs. It was as if the two of them had suddenly entered an eerie black hole from the busy city.
Passing through a withered forest, suddenly a few gusts of cold wind howled out of the forest and blew fiercely towards the two of them. There were actually a few broken branches and leaves in the wind. Chen Zishen was the first to bear the brunt and was blown by the branches.
After a few moments, he stretched out his right hand and lifted up the thin and dry branches.
He roared angrily: "Fuck! The branches are so restless and they turn into mud and grind into dust. Can't they be buried in the soil?"
Cuicui giggled a few times and said, "I didn't expect you to be able to curse, but your voice sounds so manly. It's very different from you in junior high school. I feel much more at ease now."
Chen Zishen laughed loudly and said: "After reading a few sentences, I don't want to curse people. I act like a rough man. But touching the branches is really annoying. Shouldn't I scold someone who is pretending to be a ghost in the middle of the night?"
Suddenly I heard a faint sound of crying in front of me, but I couldn't hear it clearly. It floated next to my ears for less than a second and then disappeared.
Chen Zishen knew very well that it was not an illusion. He had been practicing breathing diligently recently and was very sensitive to external movements. However, he didn't know if Cuicui heard that thin gossamer voice. If he didn't hear it, he would ask her, then
Doesn't it increase her worries and fears for no reason?
So he didn't say anything to Cuicui, but continued to talk to Cuicui loudly, only to feel Cuicui's little hand holding him with more strength. Fortunately, Cuicui was wearing leather gloves, otherwise the palm of his hand would have been pinched by Cuicui's fingers.
The tip was punctured.
"Ah...brother...brother Zishen, protect me!..." Cuicui suddenly exclaimed with a weak breath, and at the same time, she quickly rushed towards Zishen's arms.
She seemed to be greatly frightened. Could it be that she saw something she shouldn't have seen. Chen Zishen kept looking straight ahead and talking loudly, not paying attention to the situation on both sides of the road. Cuicui suddenly screamed in a low voice. The outside world
The thing didn't scare him, but Cuicui's surprise made him panic.
Chen Zishen instinctively hugged her with one hand and clenched his fist with the other. At the same time, he turned his head and looked left and right cautiously.
He saw a pile of fire not far ahead of the road, and the flames were blown by the wind as if dancing in the air. He immediately thought of the scene where he burned paper money to ghosts before, and thought that before and after the Chinese New Year, there would always be people in the dark.
It is normal to burn money for ghosts and ancestors, and there is nothing to be afraid of.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a pile of unburned flames. I've burned things before." Chen Zishen patted her back and comforted her. At the same time, he also thought of Cuicui actually calling him "brother" just now. It seemed like
It must be the first time that Cuicui calls him that. It even seems to be the first time that a girl calls him that. He keeps thinking about the word "brother" and feels that his heart is surging. He doesn't know whether it is emotion, love or lust.
…
Cuicui buried her head in his arms and did not dare to say a word. Chen Zishen worriedly asked: "Is that the fire you just saw? Didn't you see anything else?"
Cuicui whispered: "Yeah!" Chen Zishen comforted: "That's good, it's nothing, it's just a pile of flames burned by others, which is very common in the countryside. Come, look at the firelight, it's quite interesting to dance.
"." Cuicui mustered up a lot of courage and slowly moved her head, trying to catch a glimpse of the fire with the corner of her eyes.
Suddenly, I heard several sounds of grief-stricken women crying. The sound was like weeping or complaining, and the lingering sound was like a wisp, like a dragon dancing in a secluded gully, or a concubine weeping in a lonely boat. Chen Zishen
This time he heard it very clearly, and through his brain's positioning, he could accurately determine that the sound was coming from the fire in front.
Cuicui immediately turned her head. She didn't even have the strength to scream. She just made a guttural sound like "..." as if she was dying. Her whole body trembled, and her hands tightly hugged his waist and feet.
She didn't even have the strength to stand on the ground. At this time, she was really soft and turned into a puddle of water.
Chen Zishen was worried that this would continue. He was fine, but Cuicui was frightened to death. Although he, the flower protector, had tried his best, it would be equally shameful if he failed in the mission. Many times, the process is important, but the result
But it cannot be ignored.
He cursed in his heart: What kind of neurotic idiot is still here pretending to be a ghost when it's almost early in the morning? Do you have a dead father, a dead mother, and a dead son at home? Fuck your mother? She's sick. She's not lying on the bed in the middle of the night.
What are you doing blocking the road?
Chen Zishen took a closer look at Cuicui lying in his arms, and felt that her breath was a little weak, and she seemed to have no bones in her body.
He was very worried, afraid that something would really happen. At that time, he had a plan in mind. He took off Cui Cui's gloves, held her little hand and stretched it into his crotch. He deliberately smiled and shouted: "Cui Cui
Cui, it’s okay, Mr. Chun is here.”
"Ah? It's so hot and so strong..." Cuicui finally said a very powerful word.
Chen Zishen finally felt relieved and helped her put on her gloves again. He said with a smile: "I'm feeling better now, so you don't have to be afraid? I'm here."
"Why do I feel bolder after touching my brother?" Cuicui said charmingly.
"How do I know? How do I know what you, a little pervert, think?" Chen Zishen said with a bad smile.
He held her in his arms and walked steadily toward the light ahead. A figure with disheveled hair squatting on the ground and burning paper money gradually became clear. Chen Zishen cursed the woman in his heart. Cuicui did not dare to turn her head and look forward at all, so who was she in front of her?
Don't know at all.
"..." The woman was crying while throwing the money. She didn't know what she was crying about, whether it was nonsense or the words of aliens. Anyway, Chen Zishen couldn't understand anything other than scolding the woman.
Chen Zishen clenched his fist with his right hand. Although his reason told him that there was a living woman in front of him, the various strange legends in the countryside still made him a little worried. As a man who resists external aggression, he must be a bit bloody and be prepared to fight.
Now he is not alone, there is also a beautiful woman in his arms.
He wanted to yell, but he felt that he should be polite before fighting. If he could win without fighting, that would be better. At that time, he kept a distance of two meters from the woman squatting on the ground with her head lowered, and said loudly: "Auntie
!What's the matter?"
The woman suddenly raised her head, her messy black hair flying messily. Chen Zishen tightened his heartstrings and took a few deep breaths.
He was worried: I don’t believe that women are ghosts. I have to see clearly what you look like. If you don’t believe me, your head looks like a skull, and your eyes, nose, and mouth are all white caves.”
Chen Zishen's heartbeat quickened and a few drops of sweat appeared on his forehead. He looked nervously at the woman's appearance. Instantly, he felt relieved.
Although the woman is a little pale, she does not look like a ghost or a skeleton. It is obvious that the woman is indeed a person, a woman in her thirties. As for her beauty, no matter how slutty Chen Zishen is, she will not have the time to think about it anyway.
As long as the appearance is normal.
"Why are you here?..." Chen Zishen asked again angrily.
"..." The woman howled for a while. She looked at Chen Zishen and cried and said: "Dead people, dead people!"
Chen Zishen was very angry. He thought: Why are you pretending to be crazy when I talk so easily? I don't believe you are really crazy. If you are, you still know how to wear cotton-padded clothes on such a cold day. Why don't you arrive naked?
Are you running outside? Damn it, are you sick and can’t talk properly?
"Who will die?" Chen Zishen asked impatiently.
"Son!... My son... drowned in the water..." The woman said and started wailing with tears streaming down her face.
Chen Zishen thought: It turns out that his son died, which is indeed very sad, but there is no need to come out in the middle of the night to scare people, right? Can't we just hide in bed and cry with my husband? After crying, after a night of lingering, the whole night is over.
Wouldn’t it be possible to give birth again in a few months? Is it possible to give birth again in your thirties?
"Then we can have another one!" He said in a sympathetic tone.
"No more!..." the woman responded sadly.
"What's not there?" Chen Zishen muttered incomprehensively, and he immediately said: "Oh, it's nothing. It's the same for boys and girls. Daughters are also the ones who take over. If there are no boys, there are girls!"
"I can't give birth... I can't give birth..."
Chen Zishen thought: So what? Why can't I have a baby? Isn't it said that in your thirties, you are like a wolf and a tiger? It's not like his husband is suffering from impotence, but even impotence can be caused.
Come out with a few drops of sperm.
"What's going on? Can't you give birth?" Chen Zishen asked as politely as possible.
"They had to have me sterilized, or they would arrest me if I didn't. I'm fine now. I don't have any children anymore. I won't have any more children." The woman finally said something with a normal tone. Maybe it was Chen Zishen's good intentions in such a cold weather.
After talking to her for so long, she was slightly moved, and then she became a little bit normal.
"Hey! It's so sad. The technology of in vitro fertilization is immature. Even if you can be a rural couple, you don't have that much money." He muttered.
"That's nothing. Just adopt your brother and sister's children. Children are just playing around with things, illusory things. As long as you live well with your husband, why do you think so much?" Chen Zishen comforted somewhat.
"..." The woman nodded, not knowing what she said.
Chen Zishen saw that the woman gradually returned to her normal expression, and he relaxed a lot. He joked: "Auntie, go home quickly, it's cold outside, just be more cheerful. Squatting outside in the dark and crying will scare a man into impotence.
, women are so frightened that they suffer from menstrual irregularities.”
The woman almost laughed. At this time, she heard a man's voice in the distance. He walked towards the woman quickly and shouted: "Why did you come out by yourself again? I searched everywhere for a long time."
, I’m afraid something will happen to you.”
"Who are these two?... You didn't scare the two children in the middle of the night, right?" the man said.
"Haha... No, no, don't let your wife come out in the middle of the night. She's so cold. And don't mention the child to her every day. It will put a lot of pressure on the woman. If you really can't raise a child, it's fine. There are many in the countryside.
An adopted child." Chen Zishen smiled at the man.
If you want to know what happened next, please listen to the breakdown next time.