Chapter 29 Twenty-eight

rancher gold (5) There was an immediate expression on the lad's face, he seemed curious.But he still didn't speak, just made a sound of the shackles, and turned his ear to the place where Joe made the sound.What exactly was he hearing?Joe was very uncertain about this.At this time, it was Jin's voice that sounded in Joe's ear. "The whole garden is in my house. There is a book buried under the palace wall to the west." Joe judged the location of the west based on the sun's position.The west part of the palace wall was burning like fire, and it hurt Jo's eyes to look at it.He thought that since the garden was in King's house, he wouldn't have to go blind.He sat down on the grass.To his right, the lad under the cedar was holding a book to his chest, the red cover familiar to Joe.So he stood up again and walked over to the young man.

"Here's your book. It's a brutal murder story, but I've made up my mind not to finish it. Who would finish a book like that?" When he spoke, he made a series of noises with his ankle irons. "My book is about a girl named Hailin. I don't think she looks ugly. Her parents are in business and not at home..." Joe said. "Ah, you only read the beginning? That's an illusion. The real story is behind. There is no protagonist in such a story. Take your book away." He handed the book to Joe.Qiao felt that the book in his hand was light and light, and when he opened it, it turned out to be just a cover, and the girl Hailin was grinning ugly on the cover.

As Joe walked along the palace wall, Jin's voice became louder and louder.This made him understand that he was just going around King's house.In the end, Jin's voice fell silent, and the shrill meowing shook his head dizzily. "Maria, Maria, forgive me, forgive me, where have I been?" Jo said incoherently to herself.The grass and cedars have disappeared, and the palace walls have also become intermittent in the dark, but there is the back of a Japanese woman in a bulky kimono ahead, like three people. "You have been walking around in this room for a whole day, and you can actually read while walking. This is hard work."

There was that cruel smile on King's face again as he spoke, and Joe tried not to look at his face. "I've always stayed away from horror fiction," King added. Jo turned the book in his hand to the middle, and went to the window to read a paragraph.Or the story of Hailin.The middle-aged Hai Lin is sitting in her embroidery room embroidering a red spider, when the anxious footsteps of her parents can be heard upstairs.Those were two old men who had lost their memories. On the third day after they returned from afar, Hai Lin mercilessly imprisoned them in a large room upstairs. Under the four words "never show mercy," Joe read and reread this sentence to understand its meaning from many aspects. "Joe, will you devote yourself to growing roses when you get home?" King asked him.

As he approached him, Joe could see the pattern on the dark pajamas on him.They were some hideous faces, none of which were stretched out, and some had long fangs in their mouths with blood on them.Joe also heard the baby cry. Since Joe didn't answer, King asked again: "If you read it repeatedly, can you turn the story into reality?" When Jin approached him, showing the strange long teeth he had never seen before, and stretching his right hand towards his face, Joe finally couldn't help but yelled, and his eyes went dark. After a while, Joe slowly regained consciousness, and then remembered that he had been reading that horror novel and sitting on the windowsill.In the middle of the house, Kim and the cook are watching the seeds in a large pot.In the chef's fat palm lay a seed the size of a fava bean. She didn't know what it was. She raised her palm to the bright light in front of the window.Joe could see now that a borer was poking out of the brown, plump seed.With a "hey hey" smile, Kim showed Joe the other two seeds he had dug out of the pot, and there were two of the same borers in them.

"We cultivated these in the greenhouse. These little things do not affect the blooming of the flowers. Maybe the flowers benefit from it! Those roses in your house actually bloomed in our dreams. You see They're blooming, that's just an illusion. It's clearly written in the novel you're reading." "I was too timid," said Jo, "to stand outside the palace walls, under the steps." While they were talking, the cook stooped and removed the flowerpot.Jin looked at her fat back and nodded approvingly.He told Joe that there had been a guest at home last night, a woman, who was not planning to go up the mountain, but just came to see his pasture.After listening to Jin's description of the guest's appearance, Joe always felt that the visitor might be Maria.But Jin said another name, and said that she had a quirk, that she was an oriental woman, and she would never show her face easily in front of strangers.

"Oh, it's the East again!" sighed Jo. But Jin stared into his eyes and said word by word: "I'm afraid she came to see you?" "No, no. I don't know Oriental women." Jo shook her head vigorously. "You have been to her country." "impossible."