Chapter 22 3. You are going crazy too

There is grass in the yard, and there are mosquitoes in the grass, and they rush towards Zhu Neng. There are even mosquitoes in this season. A little moonlight came through the gaps in the clouds, but it looked even more sneaky.There are two circular objects on the courtyard wall on the west side, which look like prickly pears.When I looked back, they were gone. That's not a prickly pear, it's a human head. Someone next door was watching him.Perhaps, their eyes were full of hostility. Zhu Neng felt that the yard was like a trap, and wanted to get out, but he was not reconciled.He had a premonition that the mysterious person who set up this trap in the dark would never let him leave so easily.

He simply walked into the house.It's like a sheep pen here, and it smells bad. Zhu Neng took out the lighter and lit it. There was a dilapidated wooden bed in the room, bare and without bedding.Next to it was a dark cabinet, tall and tall, carved with some strange patterns. There is also an earthen hearth and a pile of dead branches and grass.There are some leftovers on the stove, all hairy. There are many comic books on the ground, all of them. The lighter was already hot, Zhu Neng let go of his hand. It was dark in the room.Some thin and broken sounds sounded, it should be a mouse.They appear at night, walk silently, do not speak or sneeze, but they grind their teeth.

After a while, Zhu Neng lit the lighter. He noticed that there was a framed picture hanging on the wall, which contained some yellowed photos. Zhu Neng leaned forward. He saw grandpa. Grandpa's photo was squeezed into the frame with some other photos. It was a black and white photo, very old and yellowed.Also pictured is a woman who looks much younger than Grandpa and two boys who are about the same age. Zhu Neng felt that there was a boy like his father. Who is the other boy?The woman in the photo is his grandma whom he has never met? The lighter became hot again, Zhu Neng let go of his hand.

He stood in the dark and thought - it seems that grandpa came here when he was young, and he also married and had children.Is the other boy in the photo his father's brother? Also, if the woman in the photo is Zhu Neng's grandmother, is she still alive?where did she go Zhu Neng pressed the lighter again. A dark figure stood in front of him. His hair was disheveled and long, with some weeds sticking to it, and his facial features and expressions could not be seen clearly. Zhu Neng's lighter fell to the ground.At this moment, his soul will be frightened away.He stood there, not daring to move.

Then he heard the sound of the man lying on the hay. That person never spoke. Zhu Neng didn't dare to think about anything, he listened intently to the man whose face he hadn't seen all along. The man seemed to be dead without making a sound.He doesn't roll over, yawn, cough, or even gasp. Time passed by second by second. Zhu Neng bent down slowly, and touched the lighter on the ground, but couldn't find it. He was even more frightened, stood up, and tentatively said, "Master..." The other party did not pick up a word. After a pause, Zhu Neng said again: "I'm Lao Yuan's colleague. I passed by here on a business trip and stopped by to see you. I yelled for a long time just now, but no one answered me, so I came in... I'm sorry."

The other party was still silent. Zhu Neng bit the bullet and asked again: "Are you Lao Yuan's father?" The man still didn't make any sound. Zhu Neng immediately felt the danger.He was sure that the man must not have fallen asleep.Perhaps, he is staring at him now, and may pounce on him at any time... That person has ulterior motives. Zhu Neng stood on tiptoe and moved towards the door. "You're looking for me, aren't you?" In the darkness, the man asked suddenly. Zhu Neng was taken aback, stopped and asked, "Are you Lao Yuan's father?"

The man stopped talking again. "I want to ask you something." "Speak." The man's tone was strange. "Do you know Zhu Yiming? He is my... grandpa." The man was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "I told you, don't be afraid." This sentence made Zhu Neng tremble: "...you say it." "You're going crazy too!" Zhu Neng slammed the door open and ran away.At this moment, he had only one thought—to escape from this yard.The man didn't seem to catch up.Behind him, came his strange laughter. He panicked and fell down several times.About half an hour later, Zhu Neng still hadn't run out of the village. He turned around and seemed to be back in the same place...he got lost.

This village is weird. As he ran, he felt something was wrong, and there seemed to be a person's footsteps behind him.Zhu Neng looked back, but it was so dark behind him that he couldn't see anything. He leaned against the wall, stopped running, and the sound of footsteps disappeared. illusion? He staggered and ran on. The footsteps behind him sounded again: "Crack——click——" Zhu Neng didn't dare to run away, his legs were weak.The door of a nearby house seemed to be ajar, so he turned around and went in.He bolted the door from the inside, leaned over the crack of the door and looked out, but it was so dark outside that he couldn't see anything.

Turning around, Zhu Neng saw another black figure standing in front of him. This time, he was really scared. "Who are you?" Black Shadow asked coldly. The voice sounded familiar... Zhu Neng remembered that it was the rice cake seller. "I'm Zhu Neng." The rice cake seller said coldly, "I don't know you." "That day, I bought your rice cakes. Also, I saw you in Xitian Film and Television Resort..." "What's the matter with you?" "I'm on a business trip, so I stopped by to see...to see Lao Yuan's father."

"You went to the wrong door." "It's too late, can I stay at your house for one night? I'll give you money." He didn't dare to go out again. "There is only one bed in my house." "It's okay, I can sleep sitting up." After a long silence, the rice cake seller said, "Come in." The room was very dark, I couldn't see anything, and it was extremely quiet.There is a smell of rice cakes, and the smell of spirits, mixed together is very unpleasant. "Why don't you turn on the light?" Zhu Neng asked. "power cut."

Zhu Neng's addiction to cigarettes came up. He took out his cigarette, but remembered that the lighter had been left at Lao Yuan's house.After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Do you have a lighter?" "No." Zhu Neng moved two steps, came across a chair, and sat down. The rice cake seller didn't make a sound, not knowing what he was doing. Zhu Neng didn't know what furnishings were in this room, maybe it was exactly the same as that of old Yuan's house; maybe there was nothing in the room, only him sitting there alone... After a while, he felt his belly swell and wanted to pee. He didn't know where to pee. The rice cake seller seemed to be asleep, silently.Zhu Neng was embarrassed to wake him up.He wanted to wait until dawn, but he knew it was impossible, and now he couldn't hold back anymore. He stood up gently and walked towards the yard silently. It was still dark outside.Zhu Neng stretched out his arms and tentatively walked forward. Finally, he came to the wall.The harsh sound of flushing water made him shiver in fright.He reckoned he had at least one thermos bottle of urine. After urinating and pulling up his pants, Zhu Neng stretched out his arms and walked back tentatively. Suddenly, his fingers touched a soft object. is a person. Zhu Neng sat down on the ground. The rice cake seller said, "It's me." Zhu Neng was about to cry. The rice cake seller said again: "I heard movement outside, so come out and have a look." "I... peed." The rice cake seller fell silent again.It seems to have entered the house, and it seems to stand aside.He walked silently. After being stunned for a while, Zhu Neng slowly entered the room. He sat down and tried to sleep for a while. Hungry and thirsty, unable to sleep.Zhu Neng stretched out his hand and touched around tentatively.He thought, there might be a rice cake in the house, or a glass of water... He found a table.Then, it was an empty bowl, and he touched some peanuts, and then, he touched a mobile phone!As if grabbing a life-saving straw, Zhu Neng held the phone tightly in his hand. He pressed his phone. There was a faint green light in the room. Zhu Neng raised his head, and the goosebumps on his body "bruised" - Niu Chuanli stood upright in front of him, holding a brick in his hand. They just stared at each other. Ten seconds later, the phone's light went out. Zhu Neng pressed his phone again——Niu Tradition was gone. Hallucination? Zhu Neng couldn't believe his eyes.How could the cattle tradition be here?Impossible, absolutely impossible... "What are you doing with my phone?" asked the rice cake seller, sitting cross-legged on the bed. Zhu Neng was a little embarrassed: "I accidentally touched it." The rice cake seller came over and took the phone from him.It was dark again in the room. "Do you know Lao Yuan's father?" Zhu Neng asked tentatively. "Of course we know each other. We all belong to the same village." After thinking about it for a while, Zhu Neng asked, "Is...he in good health?" "good." "Old Yuan's grandfather...is he still alive?" After a pause, the rice cake seller said, "He doesn't have a grandpa." "He doesn't have a grandfather? What's going on?" After a long while of silence, the rice cake seller finally said: "I heard that his grandfather was a prisoner of labor reform. He left many years ago and never came back." Zhu Neng shuddered, and he understood one thing - Lao Yuan was probably his brother, and the person he saw just now should be his uncle or uncle. But why are they surnamed Yuan? After a while, Zhu Neng asked unwillingly: "Where is Lao Yuan's grandma? Is she still alive? Where has she gone?" "She's still alive." Zhu Neng lifted his spirits and asked, "Where is she?" "Xitian Film and Television Resort." Zhu Neng was startled: "What is she doing there?" The rice cake seller smiled strangely, and said, "Go and see for yourself." After thinking for a long time, Zhu Neng asked, "Do you know Yuan Hui from your village?" "know." "Do you know her cell phone number?" "Know." "Can you call her and ask her to come over?" The rice cake seller didn't speak for a long time. "I want her to send me back..." "My mobile phone has been shut down due to arrears." Now, there are at least eight hours before dawn.In other words, Zhu Neng still has to suffer in the dark for eight hours, he doesn't know what terrible thing will happen in the next second... "I'll take you back." The rice cake seller said suddenly. A few minutes later, the rice cake seller drove Zhu Neng into the dark depths on a motorcycle. Behind, is Niu Tradition's strange gaze.