Xu Guodong was stunned there. Although he didn't see Leng Wazi's appearance, he had no idea of stepping forward to check.
No matter where the dead person is placed, it is not something that one should be curious about. He stood in the rain, and the rain poured on him, but he did not react at all.
He was frightened by his own thoughts, and stared blankly ahead. Countless raindrops gathered in the sky to form a rain curtain. With his sight retracted, people standing in the rain would feel isolated, and the surrounding rain became a prison.
Cages and shackles trap everyone within a small space.
"What exactly happened here?"
Xu Guodong's mind was full of questions. He didn't understand at all why so many strange things suddenly happened in a good Linjia Village?
Will death continue?
Will weird things continue to happen?
Has the old Taoist lived in this village and that small courtyard for three years?
Where will the future of Linjia Village go?
A series of questions gathered, intertwined, and became a mess in Xu Guodong's mind. He had too many questions, but no one could answer him, and no one could give him a satisfactory answer.
Fear spread from the darkness, and when the rain fell on the ground, it became dark without any light. In this weather, the rain seemed like ink, falling from the sky, submerging the whole world in deeper darkness.
among.
Cold and sticky, every drop of rain spreads the depression in the dark clouds.
When a person stands in the rain, he feels a deeper loneliness. To fear, this kind of loneliness is like oil to fire. Just a trace of flame can make a lonely person completely swallowed by fear.
The warmth from his fingertips reached his heart, which was cold and without any warmth at all. Xu Guodong didn't like this feeling very much. He wanted to get rid of it, but he felt like he was trapped in a small corner and couldn't even struggle.
arrive.
"Boy, come here!"
Just when Xu Guodong was lost in thought, a deep and loud voice rang out, waking him up from his sluggish state.
Looking through the sound, it turned out that it was Lin Laosan who turned around and waved to him. He was stunned for three seconds and looked at Lin Laosan intently. When Lin Laosan frowned, he finally came to his senses and hurriedly moved forward.
Walking in the direction of Lin Laosan.
"Third uncle, what's the matter?"
Xu Guodong's voice was trembling. Just now, he felt like his whole body was trapped by something. Let alone move, he couldn't even close his eyes. His whole body was sinking deeper and deeper into the quagmire, and breathing became more and more difficult.
But Lin Laosan's call was like a knife, chopping all the obstacles and chains cleanly,
Xu Guodong was rescued from the feeling of difficulty breathing.
When he woke up, Xu Guodong didn't think about anything, and he didn't dare to think about it again. Let alone thinking about that situation, if he thought about it even a little bit, he would feel his heart beating wildly.
He didn't want to, and didn't dare to think about the scene just now.
Because just now, he actually thought about death. His body slowly became colder, and his hands and feet began to stiffen. Then he watched his body become colder and stiffer little by little. It was like watching him die from the perspective of a bystander.
, using the word "terrible" cannot describe the mood in that situation.
Shaking his head and cursing himself secretly, Xu Guodong quickly walked to Lin Laosan's side. At this time, he felt that only in crowded places could he feel a trace of warmth, which was the smell of life.
He walked next to Lin Laosan, feeling much more at ease, but he just walked over in a daze, not looking at the surrounding situation at all, and then stood there stupidly looking at Lin Laosan, waiting for Lin Laosan.
The third child will arrange things.
At that time, Xu Guodong no longer had any ideas. He didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't want to think about it. Fear was always surrounding him, and thinking more about things would make people feel more fearful.
"What are you doing standing there stupidly? Give me your hand and help you carry it in."
Lin Laosan slapped Xu Guodong on the shoulder, which brought Xu Guodong back to his senses. When he looked down, he found that Lin Laosan motioned for him to carry the man on the ground into the house.
Without saying a word, Xu Guodong immediately bent down and picked up the man's legs. Following Lin Laosan, he carried the man towards the house. At first, he didn't realize what he was doing and walked a few steps.
, then he realized that he was probably carrying a body of a person.
Chill penetrated into the body along the pores, and Xu Guodong was frightened. Although he had seen death before, they were all his relatives. This was the first time he touched the body of a stranger. The feeling was definitely not worthy of being called...
What is good and bad.
The most critical disease is not this, it is just a corpse. Generally, a person who has just died, if the death situation is not particularly terrible, looks not much different from a normal person, more like a person asleep, but the body temperature is
Descending slowly does not make people too scared.
But when Xu Guodong looked down, he discovered that the corpse he was holding was very different from that of a normal person.
This is Lengwazi’s home, but is the person he is carrying really Lengwazi?
Xu Guodong couldn't believe that the skinny man in front of him, without any muscle on his body, looked like a skinny man. He was the same man he had seen not long ago, dark and strong, with a simple and honest smile.
young people?
"Isn't this Lenwazi?"
"Then who is this?"
"its not right,
This is Lenwazi’s home, and the person next to her is also Lenwazi’s mother. Don’t you remember that there is anyone else in their family?”
The situation in front of him made Xu Guodong a little confused. This was Lenwazi's home. The shouts from the people around him also allowed him to confirm the identity of this person. It was Lenwazi who fell from the roof.
But the person in front of him, no matter where he looked from, didn't look like the Leng Wazi that Xu Guodong knew!
Except for the loose clothes on this person, which looked a bit familiar, in other aspects, they were very different from Leng Wazi.
Lin Laosan raised the man's head and put a shabby dress on the man's body. Xu Guodong was walking behind. He couldn't see his face at all, and he couldn't judge by his appearance whether this man was really Leng.
Wazi.
However, he was more inclined to think that this person was not Leng Wazi.
But the sobs of the woman next to her echoed in her ears. She was calling Lenwazi's name over and over again, and her tears were rolling down her face, mixed with the rain, and it was not very clear.
But the voice cannot be faked, it sounds like a cuckoo crying for blood, sad and wailing.
"What exactly is going on?"
In a few days, even if he is sick, it is impossible for a person to change from a strong young man like a calf to such a scrawny look, and if Lenwazi is sick, it is impossible to go up to repair the roof.
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Perception was constantly conflicting with reality, and Xu Guodong couldn't help but think about the things before him again.
He lifted the man's legs. These two legs were as thin as two hemp poles. He couldn't feel any muscle. With a gentle squeeze, he could touch the bones under the skin. Xu Guodong gave him a thrill.
Shivering, I had a more terrifying guess in my mind.
This may really be Leng Wazi, or it may really be the big living person who fell just now. He fell from the roof and turned into this in the blink of an eye...
Fear is like a wave, getting bigger each time. The wave hits the heart and makes people tremble.
This is an unbelievable situation, but everything Xu Guodong saw and heard told him that this was real and this was what really happened.
There is no room for him not to believe, no room for him to question.
The hand holding the corpse began to tremble uncontrollably, and his legs became stiffer and stiffer. Looking at Lin Laosan's back, he followed step by step forward.
The weak firelight in the house was the small flame on the kerosene lamp. When seen from a distance, it did not feel warm at all. Instead, the flame seemed to be floating, bit by bit, drifting away into the distance.
The rain was still falling, and the cold rainwater fell to the ground and gathered into a small puddle. What was reflected in it was an increasingly pale face...