The Land of Unforgettable Death 3
Ji Lin had already taken out the raincoat from under the back seat of the electric car and put it up. After Yin Sui put on his shoes and ran down the stairs, he nimbly slipped in, started the car and drove out of the house.
On the way, we passed by the bridge, where the body was placed yesterday.
Although she knew that the body had been taken away long ago, she still couldn't help but secretly look at it through the gap.
The liquid that leaked out when the woman picked it up and parked it was not cleaned up. When the rain washed it, it spread into a pool of light orange blood, submerging the green roots of the wild grass, making it shiny.
Like the amber in the encyclopedia photo, it also encapsulates a death and solidifies it within.
“When a person dies, it’s like a light going out. Once dead, there’s nothing left. So, Sui Sui, remember that the most important thing for a person is his or her own life.”
"There's still a puddle on the ground." It doesn't mean there's nothing left.
Only then did he notice the unusual bright color on the grass at his feet. He gripped the handlebars and twisted them forward a little, and the bright color was quickly left behind.
"Ah, that's nothing. By the time we get back in the afternoon, it'll have been completely diluted by the rain."
"Dilution?" She loves to quibble with words.
"When salt dissolves in water, it's diluted. When it dissolves into a lot of water and becomes the sea, it's completely impossible to find." He explained casually.
When Yinsui went to school, Jilin brought a gift to the door and wanted to return it unopened. Since he couldn't get the job done, it would be a waste of time to accept the gift and get criticized.
But no one opened the door.
The neighbor next to Chen Jiuzhuang's old house came back with freshly picked vegetables from the fields and kindly reminded him, "His son took him to the hospital for a brain checkup early this morning and he hasn't been back yet. If you want to find Jiuzhuang, come back next time."
In fact, Chen Laojiao had already taken his father to the hospital for a checkup, but he couldn't come back for a while because -
His father is indeed crazy.
The test results have not come out yet, but Chen Laojiao has already made a conclusion in his mind and believes it firmly.
His aunt, who was squeezed in the entrance hall with him like a little chicken, took a deep breath and kept muttering in a hollow voice: "Oh my God, oh my God." It seemed that she was hoping to summon the God of Thunder and the Goddess of Lightning to strike away the evil spirit that possessed her brother.
Under the bright LED light, the old man with his back to them stood straight in the middle of the living room. Even his back was no longer hunched, and his muscles were tense and stiff. Only his two feet kept stomping on the ground with all his strength, shaking the walls.
His cloudy eyes stared straight at the empty corner in front of him and he burst into tears. After a few minutes, the crying stopped abruptly, his wrinkled face drooped back to its original position, and his feet stopped turning slowly.
Less than two minutes later, his wailing suddenly resounded throughout the room, like sobbing and complaining: "Ancestors of the Chen family, please open your eyes and look at the world. Go out and step on the things that come out of the ground and put them back in. Give us a way to survive, give us, the descendants of the Chen family, a way to survive."
His voice was deep and hoarse, and the last two sentences were spoken with an uncomfortable breath, as if something was stuck in his throat, and then... then he twisted it from front to back, like twisting a water tap, gently rotating it half a circle, and bright red liquid immediately gushed out, splashing densely all over the ceiling.
Everything around was forced to be repainted, including the two people who were stunned and had no time to dodge.
Most of the fashionable old ladies had never been so embarrassed in their lives. Their knees gave way and they knelt heavily on the ground, covering their faces and screaming hysterically. Their heads and faces were shockingly scarlet, and still steaming.
Chen Laojiao was better off than her. He was still able to maintain his shaky body. He held the wall with both hands. His eyes were blank. He only felt that the fluorescent light above his head was getting brighter and brighter. The huge aperture made his bones creak. His thoughts, in contrast, floated up in the air. He had no entity and lost his eyelids. He could only stare blankly at the unconscious Chen wine jar lying on the ground.
When he fell, his body was ahead, and his head, which was half turned, was facing up with his face, just meeting his son's eyes floating in the air, dripping with blood and holding tears.
I don’t know how long they stared at each other. The old lady next to me became hoarse from shouting and her voice was trembling uncontrollably.
A large hand gently patted Chen Laojiao's shoulder, bringing him back to his senses. He didn't expect to hear the familiar voice again, "Don't forget to pick up Xiaofeng from school."
Xiaofeng, Chen Jiuguan's grandson, his son.
The hour hand of the old-fashioned wall clock pointed to six, and indeed, it was almost time for Xiaofeng to finish his after-school class.
He walked out of the room in a daze like a zombie. The only thing left in Chen Laojiao's stopped brain was his old father's instructions to go to the school to pick up Xiaofeng after school, and then - his thoughts were cut off in time when they were about to slide into the abyss.
Don’t think about it, at least not now. Picking up my son from school is more important.
The elevator indicator light came on and the heavy metal door opened. A resident of the same unit, who had been chatting with his friend for a long time with a smile on his face, raised his head casually. The moment he saw the middle-aged man covered in blood and in a daze outside the door, a chill ran up his spine.
“Help! Help!”
The sudden shout scared Chen Laojiao so much that he turned around and ran away as if he had just woken up from a dream.
His heart felt heavy as if a stone was pressing on it, and his mouth and throat were filled with a strong smell of blood. It seemed that if he opened his mouth, his internal organs would uncontrollably turn into rotten meat and vomit out.
Unlike the ignorant residents of the unit who could scream wildly, he couldn't utter a word, but at the same time, he was really crazy in his heart.
Someone come, help!
Anyone can do it, come with a loaded gun, and you don't know who to point the gun at, but at least fire a shot to scare the culprit, such as the monster or the wronged ghost hiding in the dark, to death.
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When Yinsui got home from school, he was still frightened by the madman downstairs last night, so he went to check on his father's work: "Is it done?" His little face, which still had baby fat, had a mature and serious expression.
"No." Jilin teased her deliberately.
Hearing this, he widened his eyes in disbelief, as if the person in front of him had done something extremely evil and unforgivable. "Go back to sleep!"
"He's not here, what can I do? Don't worry, he's been locked up in a mental hospital and won't be back tonight."
That's when I gave up.
Sure enough, the blood that was there when I came here in the morning disappeared without a trace. If you ignore the lingering aftertaste and just look at the lush and flourishing green grass, no one would know what happened here.
"Look, I'm not kidding you. The water-beating stick won't affect us after a day. As for the lunatic, your mom isn't working overtime tonight and will be at home tonight. Four against one, we can definitely beat him. And I'm not bragging, even if he and his son were combined, they couldn't beat your dad. They're both as skinny as sticks, and the wind blew them like butterfly wings."
She laughed out loud in cooperation.
As the car drove into the courtyard, Yin's mother, who had been absent-mindedly watching a short video, hurried over. She looked her daughter up and down, but still felt uneasy. She squatted down and held her soft face in her hands: "Did you get scared last night?"
"No." He said loudly and guiltily.
Ji Lin smiled without saying anything and took the fruit to the kitchen to wash.
"If I had known your dad had to change to the night shift, I wouldn't have worked overtime and would have come back to accompany you." There wasn't much work that had to be done all night, and I had originally thought of having a quiet night away, but after hearing about the turmoil last night, I couldn't get over it.
Just quarrel, if something really happens you will regret it for the rest of your life.
She made up her mind and hugged her daughter again before letting her go.
"Mom, I want to play with Qin Yun."
Qin Yun's family lives next door. She usually lives with her mother, Aunt Qin. Her father is busy with aquaculture and fishery and only returns home once every few months. Her brother Qin Xiao is older and is considering living in a good school in the city for the sake of his studies.
The two families were both distant relatives and close neighbors, and they watched each other's children grow up. Yin's mother let her go with confidence but asked her to go after dinner.
After simply filling her stomach, she happily went to the next door and knocked on the door.
Aunt Qin, who usually smiled as brightly as a chrysanthemum, did not come out to greet them. She glanced around suspiciously and hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement. "Yun Mei'er is on the second floor, Sui Sui you guys go play first. Her father just happened to send some good fish and shrimp, I'll fry some and make a snack platter for you later."
Yinsui did not hesitate to refuse and immediately clapped his hands and expressed his gratitude enthusiastically.
"Go quickly, look, your sister Yun is standing there waiting for you."
Following the direction Aunt Qin pointed, I found a figure standing by the window on the second floor. The rays of light made the beautiful girl look bright.
Just as the sun was turning a corner, the slanting sunlight was blocked by the tall trees, and she watched helplessly as the figure became dim and unclear.
We must find Sister Yun before it gets completely dark.
Children like to set some weird rules for themselves, as if they will suffer disasters if they don’t follow them, but in fact it doesn’t matter.
For example, when she hurried upstairs, she found that Sister Yun had been swallowed by the creeping shadows. Even so, it did not prevent her from showing a dim and lovely smile: "It's great that you came over. I finally have someone to share with."
Even though there was only a two-year age difference, for Yinsui, who had not lived many years in total, what Sister Yun shared was usually high-level information circulated among the "elders".
"What is it?" She was particularly excited.
Qin Yun did not answer first. He sat down on the tatami against the wall. He was further away from the sunset in the sky, as if he was diving into the sea without return. His outline was soaked with water and became darker and heavier.
"It's the woman we fished out yesterday. I've seen her, have you?"
"No, they wouldn't let me see it. When I passed by on my way to school today, there was only a puddle of water."
"My mom wouldn't let me watch it either, but I saw it last night anyway."
Thinking of what his family said, Yinsui was puzzled: "Wasn't he taken away yesterday afternoon?" Where did the night come from?
"Hmm, actually, she didn't leave." Qin Yun glanced at the naive little sister with a hint of pride as he got close to the point. He felt it was his duty to show his follower a glimpse into the real world. "But only special people can see it. She was walking back and forth last night, probably passing by everyone's door, but no one else knew. I'm only telling you this because you'll be following me and becoming a part of the protagonist group."
"Then, can we still see it tonight?"
Qin Yun stood up, his shrunken, dark figure opening up again. He pointed out the window, "She has become so entwined with the village that she has no form. Now, she's everywhere."
"She dissolved into the village." The use of "dissolved" in the retelling is simply because the newly learned word sounds particularly cultured.
"That's right. Even though you missed her, there are still many you can see. I'll take you there when it gets a little darker." Noticing the little sister flinching in fear, Qin Yun added, "It's just a distant view; it's not scary."
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