After waiting for two minutes, according to Tian Sanjiu's instructions, I first had someone search the yard all over, but no other strange things were found.
Then we started to visit nearby neighbors, maybe the self-harming snake was hiding in one of their houses.
Bang bang bang!
"Who!"
Bang bang bang!
"Open the door!"
"You...who are you looking for..."
The person who opened the door was a 17-year-old boy, who may have just entered high school. He was a little scared when he saw so many people suddenly standing in front of his house, all wearing masks and hats and holding steel pipes in their hands.
"Boy, let me ask you, who has been living in this old house next to your house these two days?"
"No...no, that house has been abandoned for more than ten years and no one lives in it."
"Get out of the way, let's go in and take a look." As he spoke, he opened the door and rushed in.
The curtains are drawn in his house, the TV is on, and the DVD player is playing the old Hong Kong ghost movie, The Devil's Fetus.
"Boy, aren't you scared? You're watching this kind of movie alone without turning on the lights in the house. Where are the other people in your family?" my man asked.
The high school student shook his head and said, "They are working in other places. The school is on holiday these two days, and I live at home alone."
At this moment.
The ghost movie on the DVD player happened to be showing the part where the protagonist is possessed by a ghost, digs out a dead dog from the soil, and eats the dead dog.
One of the people following me turned off the TV, pointed at the person, and said, "I haven't learned well at a young age. I just watch this disgusting thing. I wonder if I'm going to peek at the yellow paper while my parents are not at home."
"No, no, I don't."
"Hey, look at how cowardly you are. When I was your age, I was already in jail."
"It's nothing, let's go home."
"Wait..." I said wait a moment.
"how?"
Several people turned to look at me, probably thinking I had discovered something wrong.
They didn't notice, I did.
I really made a discovery.
There is a wardrobe to the west of the TV cabinet where the DVD player is placed. The two doors of the wardrobe were not completely closed tightly, leaving a gap exposed. I could vaguely see a corner of the clothes stuck outside.
At this time, several other people also saw it.
Turning on the light, they looked at each other, separated left and right, held the steel pipe in their hands, and walked slowly over.
Swing open the closet door!
One person is holding a steel pipe and is ready to say hello.
"Don't!"
"do not hit me!"
"Is it you? Why are you running here?"
I was stunned. There was a girl hidden in the closet. I didn’t know her name. She was Xiao Tang’s classmate. She had even called me a street kid before.
Seeing the frightened look on her face, I knew she didn't recognize me.
This was just right, I immediately lifted the mask up.
After looking at the man and then at the girl hiding in the closet, I said, "Are you two hiding in the house, watching a movie?"
The girl came out of the closet, lowered her head and said, "I...I'm going back."
"etc."
I grabbed her, pulled her back, looked into her eyes and asked, "Institute 331?"
Her expression was dazed, and she looked like she didn't know what she meant.
I frowned again and asked, "If I remember correctly, your home should be not far from here. Do you know who owns that old house to the west of the door?"
"old house?"
The girl was still wearing her school uniform. She tightened her clothes and said, "I heard my dad say that that dilapidated house is Lao Zhou's ancestral home. No one has lived in it for many years."
My heart tightened and I asked who this old Zhou was.
The girl told me that Lao Zhou lived in the big mopan behind the village brigade and was known to everyone in the village. Last year, he and Tang Gui partnered up to sell village taro, and later lost money. Many people from other villages came to see him with debts.
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"So, that house belongs to this old Zhou, and he has the key to the old house."
She nodded.
I waved my hand and said that you should go home quickly and stay locked in the room with your male classmates in the middle of the night watching ghost movies. You will regret it when the time comes.
"Walk."
I led the people to the village brigade. As soon as I reached the millstone the girl was talking about, I saw a dark figure leaning on the millstone and smoking a cigarette from a distance.
Seemingly hearing footsteps, the man looked back, threw away his cigarette and ran away!
"stop!"
When we saw someone running away, we immediately chased him. After running for more than ten minutes, we finally blocked him in an alley.
"Run...why are you running!"
"Let you run!"
The man who ran away was Lao Zhou, a villager from Tianguangdong. He was in his 40s, thin and dark, and wore a torn cotton-padded jacket and jeans.
He was pressed against the wall by two people, gasping for breath and said: "I...I have no money, you are here to ask for a bill, right...just give me a break for two days."
I gasped and asked, "Old house, then...that old house doesn't belong to you."
His face was pressed against the wall and he said anxiously: "The old house is mine! But I rented it out long ago! It was given to someone else!"
"Who did you rent it to?"
"rent...."
"Rent to!"
Before he finished his sentence, Lao Zhou's eyes suddenly widened and he made a rushing sound in his throat, as if there was thick phlegm stuck in his throat.
I was busy asking people to put him down.
As soon as we let go, Lao Zhou fell to his knees with a bang!
He pinched his neck with both hands, his eyes rolled up, revealing a trace of the whites of his eyes. Within a few seconds, foaming began to form at the corners of his mouth!
"who!"
"tell me!"
"Who inherited your old house!"
Lao Zhou opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, so I leaned closer to listen.
As a result, he just foamed at the mouth, and the foam flowed from the corners of his mouth to his neck.
Who rented his house? He didn't say the name in the end. I just watched Lao Zhou kick his legs and slowly loosen his clenched fists.
"Get off!"
Lao Zhou had just put his legs flat, when suddenly someone kicked me from behind. This kick was without warning and with enough force, it pushed me to the side and almost knocked my breath away.
As soon as I turned around, I saw a small black snake as long as a chopstick quickly crawled out of Lao Zhou's trouser leg.
I moved the flashlight and at that moment, I saw it.
The snake looked like a larger earthworm. Its body was twisted into an S shape and it ran very fast. In the blink of an eye, it slipped in along the crack in the wall of the alley and disappeared.
It's a blind snake.
I got up from the ground and thanked the brother who just kicked me in the back. The snake was too small, only as long as a chopstick, and because the light was too dark, I really didn't notice it.
I checked on Monterrey two days ago, and it was said on the Internet that the blind snake is not poisonous, but if it was not poisonous, how could Lao Zhou suddenly die suddenly? It is not that it is not poisonous, it is more poisonous than the five-step snake, and it only takes a few minutes.
, it disappears just before human eyes.
Now it seems that there is a high possibility that the person who rented the house is the boss of the five ugly men who hurt himself.
I closed my eyes and thought for a while, then opened them and said, "Hurry! Go to his house!"
He hurriedly led people over and kicked open the door.
There is also an old man in his seventies sleeping in bed at Lao Zhou's house. This old man suffered a cerebral hemorrhage a few years ago. After he recovered, he became paralyzed and could not speak.
Pulling him up from the bed, I was sweating profusely and said urgently: "Wake up! Master! Wake up!"
The old man slowly opened his eyes and saw that he was very frightened when he saw me. He screamed and even uttered a complete sentence.
"You should have seen it! Or heard your son say it!"
"Who rented your old house!"
"Are you from the village?"
"Who is that person? Tell me!"
I shook it too hard, and the old man tilted his head, holding his hands like chicken feet, and drool kept drooling from the corners of his mouth.
"Brother, this old man has a crooked mouth and squinty eyes. How can he still speak?"
"Don't make a sound, don't make a sound..."
I leaned closer, put my ear to the old man's mouth, and vaguely heard him say two short sentences indistinctly.
"Zhang? Li? Is it Zhang or Li!"
I listened attentively to his mumbling for a few more minutes, and then I roughly heard the word "yuan".
Li Shiyuan? Or Zhang Shiyuan....
"etc!"
I stood up suddenly and a human face appeared in my mind.
What is Li Yuan...not a circle, but Yuan, Li Eryuan!
