Chapter 32 thirty-one

rancher gold (8) He couldn't remember when he fell asleep.The nausea disappeared as soon as he fell into the dream. There was a person next to him urging him to see the snow lotus. He went out with him without thinking, and the two climbed up the mountain together.The mountain is steep and slippery, and you have to use your hands and feet in many places.Jin warned him next to him: "Just go with anyone you see, and you will suffer in the end." The abyss.But he couldn't go up either, something tangled his feet.The man came back and told him that it was two cats that were entangled with his feet, and that if he were at home with his wife Maria, he would have gotten rid of them, as it was too late now. late. "When you ate turkey that time, why didn't you consider the needs of the cats?" The man with a turban on his head and whose face could not be seen clearly began to complain to Joe.Joe felt that his feet were sliding down and couldn't stop, so he just closed his eyes and didn't care about anything...

Joe sat in the back seat of the taxi.He lay down, took out the horror novel from his purse, and turned to the first page.The ending of the novel suddenly appeared between the lines. The white-haired Hai Lin was sitting in the kitchen peeling potatoes, and a zombie was always watching her from outside the glass window.Hai Lin raised her head and saw the zombie, her eyes suddenly stopped moving.Later, she discovered that, except for the eyeballs not moving, other parts of the body remained unchanged.It was no inconvenience to her, and she peeled the potatoes, and put the baked fish on a plate, garnished with cherries.Walking through the living room, she accidentally glanced in the mirror and found that the corner of her mouth was bleeding.Then another neighbor came in through the open door, screamed and fled in panic.Hai Lin thought, he probably became a zombie.It's liberating to think about it that way.

"It's not a good choice to read this kind of book on the road." The driver said without looking back. "Why do I feel that this car is going around and can't leave the pasture?" Joe asked. "This kind of place, once you come in, you can't get out again. It's not a bad thing, you close your eyes and you will always get home. Didn't you give me your home address?" "Did I give it to you?" "Yes. You gave the wrong address. There is no such place. Later, your client gave me another one, which was clearly written. Your client is the kind of person who even plans every dream well. This For more than ten years, I have been running back and forth in this area, and I have figured out his temper. Do you think, why does a person live halfway up the mountain? That fat cook, I heard that she is a murderer. She ran there after her sick father died. Now she is playing with caterpillars all day to atone for her sins."

After hearing what he said, Joe hated him very much, so he stopped responding.When he picked up the book and read it again, he couldn't read the content again, and even the names of the characters were changed.The plot seems to be about a cook taking revenge on her unfaithful lover, and the cook's name is also very strange, "Yizhimei".The lover came to eat at the small restaurant, and Yizhimei poured a pot of boiling soup at him.The pot of soup didn't spill on the man, but on herself.Within a second, all her skin and flesh fell to the ground, leaving only a skeleton standing in the dining room, and the man stared at the bones in front of him...The next step is the explanation of the name "Yizhimei", The book said that it was an oriental name, and the cook was from an island country in the east. The incident happened in ancient times, and the identity of the cook was between a prostitute and a woman of good family, and the lover was a real client.The lover, completely insane after the incident with the cook, brought home the skeleton of the cook, had a glass case built, put it in, and locked it from the outside.Since then, every time he fooled around with a woman, his eyes were always on the things in the glass case.His glass cabinet has long been kept beside his bed.Joe laughed when he saw this, thinking that this kind of novel was too exaggerated.Still, he wondered what happened to the glass case, and imagined what that skeleton would look like in a light summer kimono.

The car drove faster and faster, and Joe couldn't sit still in the back seat. He felt that the driver was playing tricks, and he also felt that he had ulterior motives, and he was afraid that something would happen.For a moment, Joe saw him greet someone outside the window, and Joe looked out hastily, and saw that the man was Kim, who was standing waist-deep in the grass, dressed in hunting clothes, with many peacock feathers in his hat. "You're keeping me from rest," complained Jo. He lowered the velvet shades of the car windows, determined to care about nothing, not even his own life.The driver, he thought, had no reason to kill him, no reason at all.If he likes to perform, let him perform. The person dressed as a peacock in the grass may be his audience.At this moment, Joe's desire for Maria was stronger than ever.He recalled that night, the little purple lights in her room flickering like fireflies, her slightly aging and flabby body, but boiling with desire

.The scene embarrassed him, and he tried not to think about it. These days, he almost forgot about that night.But at this moment, Maria's body was aggressive, and the titted breasts seemed to block his nostrils and suffocate him.Joe's body shrank rapidly, and he was hidden in the darkness of the back seat, no longer feeling the dangerous speed of the car.He heard the driver curse something, and suddenly stopped. "There was a hailstorm the day you were away. The roses were more in bloom the next morning. Can you tell me what happened, Jo?" "No, honey." Maria left his bedside and went downstairs in silence.Joe raised his head from the pillow, looked at the wall in front of him, and suddenly found a new tapestry on the wall. On it was a skeleton in a kimono, and the kimono was full of spring flowers.The tapestry is so big that it occupies almost half of the wall. When did she start weaving it?Jo was grateful, but the sex drive was completely gone.