Chapter 2 Primer two

A loud "crack" of thunder scared the two girls in the room to jump up from their chairs almost at the same time.They had just finished reading a manuscript, Feng Zhonglong and Wen Ying, the man in coir raincoat hanging in the air to fish, and the dead body surfaced... They were still in shock, and there was a burst of humbling, and the rainstorm suddenly came outside the house. The long-haired girl is Shen Rongrong, who just graduated from nursing school before the summer vacation and was about a month away from reporting to work. She was introduced to this family to take care of a patient who was bedridden all year round.The master is going out tonight, and Shen Rongrong persuades his good friend Qian Jing to come as a companion.The patient had already fallen asleep, and the two of them were extremely bored when they saw a manuscript on the master's desk.

Qian Jing glanced out of the window, just as another flash of lightning flashed by, she said, "Isn't that the island in the middle of the lake?" Shen Rongrong walked to the bed, the patient was sleeping soundly.She turned around and said: "Yeah, did you just see it? When it doesn't rain during the day, the blue sky and green water, the scenery is wonderful. Don't look at this is a farmer's house now, it will definitely look like a lake in the future." The east side is also being developed, building villas or resorts." Qian Jing looked at the brick walls with crumbling plaster and the beams and rafters that seemed to be rotting at any moment, sat down, and muttered "farmer's house". A thought popped up, and she turned to the first page of the manuscript again. I got up, looked at it, and saw "a few farmhouses facing the lake in front of me", suddenly stood up again, looked out of the window, and stared at Shen Rongrong: "I suddenly thought... oh my god , will it..."

Shen Rongrong felt it was strange, and glanced out of the window, and immediately understood: "You mean, our... this room is the farmhouse in the novel!" "The farmhouse where Feng Zhonglong and Wen Ying lived!" Shen Rongrong was startled for a while, then calmed down and said, "Okay, don't scare yourself, it's just a novel. People who write novels write their own living environment into the story, and don't need to rack their brains to describe the scenery, just look out the window. Yes. I think it’s just that the author is lazy, no wonder it hasn’t become famous yet.” She still had some idea of ​​the master’s “financial situation”.

"You mean, the legend of the coir raincoat man was made up by this man?" "Legends are all made up, so they are called legends, not made up are called history." Shen Rongrong said, "However, I have heard my grandma tell this story, and people who live near Zhaoyang Lake should all know it. I have heard of it, but since I was a child, I have been swimming in the lake, rowing boats, and have played in everything, and I have never seen any coir raincoat fishing." Both of them glanced out of the window subconsciously, as if to confirm the absurdity of the legend of the coir raincoat man.However, this has become the most regrettable glance in their lives.

A flash of lightning matched the glance, shining on a small boat on the river. And the man in coir raincoat on the boat. The hearts of the two girls were seized by the god of death, and every beat was terrified and violent, once, twice, three, four, five. There are five coir raincoats on the boat! The rain hit the linoleum on the roof, making a sound like sifting beans, and the wind pierced through the windows that couldn't be closed tightly, whimpering; but the house was surprisingly quiet. After several minutes of silence, Qian Jing said, "You saw it too?" Her question almost overlapped with Shen Rongrong's sudden opening: "Did you see it?"

The two asked almost simultaneously: "How many did you see?" Both of them stretched out a palm, and each of their five fingers trembled slightly. "Could it be that five people will die?" There is no lightning, only the indoor lights are not helpful, and when I look out the window, I can only see darkness.The two of them dared not open the window, their faces pressed against the glass, the lake surface seemed like the world before Pangu was hatched, it was just a mess. Shen Rongrong said: "It must be because we saw the story just now, preconceived it, and had hallucinations." She believed that she had learned some basic psychiatry in nursing school, and found an explanation for the vision just now.

"The two of us hallucinated at the same time? And saw five people on the boat at the same time?" Qian Jing shook her head and walked towards the door. She wanted to open the door to see what happened. But within a few steps, amidst the thunder, the light suddenly disappeared in the room. "The equipment here is terrible, and the power is often cut off when it is windy and rainy." Shen Rongrong's voice sounded in the darkness, "That's why they always keep candles in their house. Wait a minute..." With the sound of a match being struck, a small cluster of sparks rose, and Shen Rongrong pretended to be solemn and said: "It was me who brought light to the world... when Edison's invention didn't work."

Qian Jing looked at the newly lit candle and laughed out loud. But the laughter stopped abruptly, and then turned into screams—under the dim candlelight, behind Shen Rongrong, there was a person standing silently, a faceless person. His long hair covered his face. Shen Rongrong was stunned by Qian Jing's cry, her sixth sense led her to turn her head slowly, facing the face hidden behind the black hair, she opened her mouth to breathe out, a pair of skinny hands suddenly grabbed her neck. The only large-scale reed beach in Zhaoyang Lake is in the southwest corner of the lake. In spring, summer and autumn, there are gulls and herons, which is also the happiest time for amateur fishermen.

He Dawei rolled out the boat early in the morning, and his son He Huan, who was still sleepy, sat in the stern.He Huan is twelve years old, the first day of junior high school, with a dejected look on his face.For him, fishing in a small boat was a leisure activity for retirees of Jiang Taigong's generation and age.Even if he really wants to fish, he would rather fish on the computer or on the PS2.But this dad likes fishing to the point of buying a boat by himself, and he can't afford a luxury yacht, so he just bought this small "manual transmission", a composite material boat less than three meters long.Now it is necessary to place on the bow of the boat the cassette recorder from the last century that I saw in the storage room of my grandfather's house, playing "Let's swing the oars, the boat pushes away the waves".

"What are you doing just sitting there, and you don't help me rock the boat. I can just hook the earthworms." He Dawei saw what his son was thinking, but faced the difficulties.This kid is covered too much at home, he should get in touch with nature more. He Huan started rowing helplessly.He felt disgusted at the thought of cooking earthworms with sticky hands, so he simply turned his eyes to the side, avoiding Dad's primitive human folk performance. When he turned his head, he realized what a wrong decision it was. scream. "Dad, look there, what is it? That white thing."

He Dawei raised his eyes and saw a pale mass on the lake not far away, stuck between the water surface and the reeds. "Strange, let's take a look." "What for?" "Pad over and have a look." He Dawei insisted. This is the wrong decision made by Dad.The boat approaches. scream. He Huan's exclamation was full of tears. It's not that he has never seen the world, blood and death. He has secretly played many bloody battlefields or dragon-slaying and demon-slaying games, but none of them can help him cope with the scene in front of him. A female corpse, gray and swollen from the lake water, was completely naked. Ten days later, the second body washed up on the beach, the dead man. In the next few days, three more male corpses were found on or near Zhaoyang Lake, which became one of the biggest vicious cases in Jiangjing City and surrounding areas that year. So far unbroken.