My heart was beating with the seemingly insipid conversation inside. I wish I could write down all the conversation with pen and paper now. My grandpa used to talk to me all his life and I felt tired. I didn't expect that after he died, I would be so excited when I heard him say these few words. But after they said this, they suddenly stopped because my current posture was obviously eavesdropping. They suddenly I didn't say anything. I thought I had been discovered and my heart was about to jump out of my throat.
After a while, the voice suddenly said to my grandfather: "Young youngest, does the third youngest know about this?"
He probably guessed a little bit, I also gave him a hint, but he didn't stop it because it was grandpa.
After saying this, it was completely quiet inside, and there was no more words. This made me have the urge to vomit blood. What I just made a wish for was an answer, but this is the answer, buddy, I don’t have it at all. Can you understand me? Who is this person talking to grandpa? Who is the third child in their mouth? How could you suddenly stop saying anything at this time?
I listened here for a long time with my ears pricked up, but there was still no sound. I started to push myself to make a decision, that is, go in, enter this door, and after entering, catch my grandfather and ask what this so-called answer is. However, I have gotten into too many troubles. Every time I do something on my own initiative, I get into trouble and have to ask others to solve it. I don't say it, but I feel quite embarrassed in my heart. What's more? , Now that my second uncle is no longer with me, Fatty Erdanzi is still as existing as a corpse. Now something really happened to me, and there is no one to even wipe my butt.
So I was hesitating, I was worried, should I go in or not? Finally, I gritted my teeth and went in. Whether it was a mine formation or an abyss, I had to go in and take a look. Besides, really Is there any danger? My grandfather is also here. My grandfather, can he harm me?
I put my hand on the cold stone door and pushed it slowly. The stone door was not heavy, but more like a spiral structure in the middle. Under this push, I stretched out my head and looked at the things inside, but there was nothing inside. It was pitch dark and I couldn't see anything. I touched the flashlight I had just hung on my waist and looked inside. As soon as the flashlight light was turned on, I saw that there was actually a picture that was tightly pressed against the crack of the door just now. The face, just because of the darkness, I didn’t see anything. It’s like you walked into a dark room and you couldn’t see anything, but the moment you turned on the light, you found a face. Hang in front of your own face.
And I was in such a situation at this time. As soon as I reached over with my flashlight, I saw that in the dark place, there was actually a face. He was looking at me with his eyes wide open, and this face was not Others are precisely myself
In a door I dug open, I saw a person who looked exactly like me. At that moment, although I was prepared, I staggered back a few steps in fright. The thread in my heart was almost I was about to collapse, but at this moment, I felt that there was someone behind me, patting my shoulder. I thought it was the stone girl, so I looked back. I also urgently need a feeling. , that is, there is another person beside me, and I am not fighting alone.
But when I looked back, I happened to see Shi Nu having her mouth tightly covered by someone, and that person was facing me with a smile on his face. He was not the young master of Song Zhai.
Who could it be? I immediately realized that something was wrong. Damn, am I really being singled out here? I immediately turned my head and found another person staring at me with the same smile on his face.
It was intense, and then I saw the gun in his hand, pointed at my head. This man was the one who had always been beside Young Master Song Zhai, and was unusually silent.
I was already quite frightened, but when the cold gun pointed at my head, cold sweat instantly flowed all over my body. The person behind me was either me or the person behind the crystal coffin.
Even my second uncle is not fatal, but the muzzle of the gun in front of me can kill me with just one pull of the trigger.
What do you mean? I said tremblingly. I still have to compromise. At least I have to buy time. My second uncle is also underground. As long as he comes back now, I still have hope to survive.
They didn't answer me. I saw the man looking at me with a smile, but it was like a nightmare. He waved his hand, and the butt of the gun hit my head. A wave of spin came over me, and I was like a man again.
I also lost my intuition. When I finally saw him hit me, I actually breathed a sigh of relief. At least, he didn't shoot. It seemed that he didn't really want to take my life. This time,
It was a passive sleep, a series of nightmares. I dreamed of a lot of things, all kinds of pictures put together. Without exception, they were all in black and white. The people in the dream all wore these ghost-face masks. They seemed to see
Without me, I wanted to take this opportunity to take off the mask and look at their faces, but found that I couldn't do it.
I myself became an illusory thing. When I touched something, I would pass through them. Finally, I slapped them hard and found that my hand easily passed through their heads.
Am I a ghost, or are they a ghost?
I was frightened to wake up by this question. When I woke up, everything was dark. I didn't know where I was. I pinched myself and it hurt. It hurt a lot. But I touched my head and it was flat.
There is not even a pimple, which at least shows that I have slept for a long time, because even if my wound wants to heal, it will take at least one night to touch myself again. I feel bad, my package,
My gun, my flashlight, and everything except a pack of cigarettes are gone. I am now a bare commander. There are cigarettes, but no lighter. It seems that the other party has a very serious intention of removing all my lighting equipment.
obvious.
Stone Girl, Second Uncle, I called out. But no one answered me. The Stone Girl who has been following me like a shadow has disappeared at this moment. It seems that these people in Song Zhai want to let my brother fend for himself.
Destroy.
Don't panic, I touched my pocket, took out the cigarette, peeled off the tobacco leaves, put it in my mouth and chewed it slowly. After participating in this matter, my whole craving for cigarettes became very strong, and I chewed it in my mouth.
Holding the tobacco leaves, I stood up, felt in the dark, and walked around. I found that I was trapped in a secret room full of mud.
The size of this secret room was probably about the same as a toilet outside. There was no light, no one around, and I had no food.
I called a few times, but no one answered me, so I just stopped calling, at least to save my own energy.
Mud, this is mud, could it be the same yellow mud as the wishing wall outside? I thought to myself, I ran to a wall and made a wish to the wall: Please give me a flashlight.
I urgently need light now, even a match.
Then I used my hands to dig into the mud wall until my nails felt like they were falling off and bleeding.
I didn't dig up the flashlight, it was just a mud wall. I felt that maybe the mud wall was a devil, but it could only grant me one wish. I had already wasted that opportunity.
Wait, how can my brother die? I said to myself.
I don’t know how long this wait lasted. There was no concept of time, no alternation of white and black. Later, I found that I would think about many things, but most of them were food. Yes, I was hungry, so I tried to go
Eating mud, but after eating mud, I found that my stomach would hurt violently, and then in this closed environment, I had diarrhea until there was nothing to poop.
Tobacco leaves were a refreshing product before, but now they have become a food, but I also ate them all.
Later, I entered a state of chaos, and my head could no longer control my body. When I was so hungry that I collapsed, I would even kneel by the wall and continue to make wishes that I knew were impossible. I asked you to give me some hope.
food.
Then during the subsequent digging of the wall, his exhausted body fell into a coma.
I know that after a certain coma, I will never wake up again.