When he glanced at this face, the corners of Qin Nuo's mouth twitched a few times.
The bulging eyes just stared at him. If it were an ordinary person, they would have just thrown the corpse on their back to the side of the road and ran away.
But Qin Nuo forced himself to hold back, retracted his gaze, and continued walking forward.
The corpse seemed to have returned to its original appearance. A large amount of well water continued to flow along Qin Nuo's body, and his mouth and nose were filled with an increasingly disgusting and unpleasant smell.
"Will I really not get dehydrated after losing so much water?" Qin Nuo couldn't help but think so as he finally finished climbing the stairs.
The door of Ale's house was just ahead. The light gradually dimmed, and the house was gradually swallowed by darkness.
He moved closer to the door and felt a strange sensation on his back. It wasn't a sticky feeling, but a friction feeling.
A creepy feeling grew in his heart, and Qin Nuo's face changed slightly. He thought to himself, is this a zombie?
A low sound was heard in his ears, and the swollen head on his shoulder opened its mouth, and a large amount of well water came out of its mouth. A few clumps of sticky moss and other things fell on Qin Nuo and slid to the ground.
Qin Nuo didn't look at what it was. Even if A Le wanted to pretend to be dead on the spot, all he could see was the door that was approaching step by step.
Around six o'clock, Qin Nuo took heavy steps, dragging his tired and sore body, and finally entered the gate.
I stepped over the threshold and entered the house. The hall was empty, without any lights on, and extremely dark.
Qin Nuo put A Le on a chair beside him.
The sound of dripping water could be clearly heard in the hall. At this moment, Ah Le had completely turned into a bloated corpse. His face was so swollen that it was impossible to see his appearance. He looked like a blown-up ball that was about to explode at any time.
"No wonder it's so heavy. How come it suddenly turned into a corpse during the transportation process?" Qin Nuo thought to himself, looking around the hall.
The furniture in the hall seemed to have not been moved for a long time and was covered with dust and cobwebs. On a table lay the toy that Qin Nuo had stepped on in the morning, and the broken arm had been reattached.
"Grandpa, I brought Ale to you. Is the food ready?" Qin Nuo shouted towards a dark place.
There was no response, only the sound of dripping well water against the bloated body behind.
Crunch.
There was a sound of a seat shaking, as if the body moved. Qin Nuo turned his head to look at the body. In the dim light, the swollen skin seemed to be twitching slightly.
Qin Nuo's expression changed slightly. Just as he was about to walk over, a voice suddenly came: "You are on time. It's exactly six o'clock."
Qin Nuo suddenly turned his head and saw Grandpa A Le standing quietly in front of him. He looked up at Qin Nuo with darkness in his eyes.
“Ding! Ding! Ding!”
As if to verify his words, the old-fashioned pendulum clock on the wall happened to strike six times. The sound was long and echoed in the hall for several breaths before disappearing.
"Yeah, I'm pretty hungry after all. It's my first time eating for free, so I feel a bit embarrassed. Of course I have to be on time."
Qin Nuo spoke in what he thought was a half-humorous tone, but the old man's face seemed paralyzed, without the slightest change.
"The food is ready, wash your hands and come sit down."
After saying this, the old man turned and walked away. After a pause, he added, "Ale, you too, grandpa taught you to wash your hands before eating."
After saying this, the old man disappeared into the darkness.
Qin Nuo's face was slightly startled. When he turned around, he found that the swollen corpse on the chair had disappeared, leaving only a pool of reflective water on the ground.
Qin Nuo frowned slightly and heard some noises in the darkness.
After pondering for a moment, Qin Nuo went to the bathroom, washed his hands, and then walked towards a dark place.
Some light came in through a window, just shining on the dining table.
Aled's body was found sitting on a chair at some point, with his swollen hands placed on the dining table.
The dishes on the table were not very rich, just some simple and common dishes. The old man brought up another plate of food, pulled out a chair, and motioned Qin Nuo to sit down.
"I served you some food. Have you washed your hands?" the old man asked.
"It's clean." Qin Nuo smiled slightly and raised his hand.
The old man did not respond, but filled a bowl with rice and placed it in front of him.
Qin Nuo glanced at the darkness around him and couldn't help but say, "Grandpa, is the light bulb broken? Would it be better to turn on the light?"
The old man still did not answer Qin Nuo's words, but just said: "Eat it, and try your cooking skills."
Qin Nuo glanced at Ah Le who was sitting opposite him motionless, and hesitantly moved his chopsticks, picked up a piece of mapo tofu and put it into his mouth.
His eyes lit up slightly, with a hint of surprise. It was indeed a familiar smell in the real world.
"How is it?" the old man asked, staring at Qin Nuo, without picking up the chopsticks.
"It melts in your mouth and is very delicious." Qin Nuo praised sincerely.
This is true. It is rare to eat such food in the horror world. What's more, I am now playing a role that is often hungry and has to survive on my own.
Qin Nuo, who was already starving, tried several dishes in succession, all of which tasted familiar.
"Aren't you afraid of being poisonous?" The blood-eyed ghost couldn't help but speak.
"I'm so starving. Such delicious food, even if you poison it, I'll admit it. A life-saving scarecrow in exchange for a rare full meal is not a loss." Qin Nuo thought to himself as he wolfed down the food.
After tasting all the dishes on the table, Qin Nuo noticed that the old man was sitting aside and had no intention of picking up his chopsticks. He thought that maybe he had really poisoned the food and asked, "Grandpa, why don't you eat?"
The old man then picked up the chopsticks, slowly picked up a piece of eggplant and put it into his mouth.
At the same time, he said, "You know, these are my grandson Ale's favorite dishes."
"Really? Then Ah Le is so lucky to be able to eat such delicious meals every day."
Qin Nuo smiled, glanced at the swollen corpse in the dim light, vaguely guessed something in his heart, and calmly put the chopsticks in his left hand.
"Yes, he used to be very happy and very affectionate to me as his grandfather."
"Likewise, he also likes to stick with you. Even though there's a few years difference in age between you two, you're the only friend willing to play with him."
Qin Nuo nodded, then subconsciously glanced at the opposite side and smiled slightly: "Isn't Ale very happy now?"
The old man's dark eyes flickered twice, and he asked, "How can you tell that he's happy now?"
“…”
Qin Nuo was suddenly speechless. He found that Grandpa Ale was not immersed in his own thoughts. He seemed to know exactly what was wrong with his grandson Ale.
A strange atmosphere suddenly spread quietly on the dining table.
The swollen corpse was dripping with water along the chair legs.
The old man picked up another piece of tofu, put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly, and after a while, put down his chopsticks and said.
"You may not remember much, so let me tell you how my good grandson Ale became what he is now..."
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