Chapter Thirty-Eight: A Night of Horror
Xiaofang...... Hachiro!"
Yang Qiu stood in the thick fog and saw the silhouette of a woman holding a baby gradually appear in front of him, becoming clearer and clearer.
Xiaofang...... Hachiro!"
Yang Qiu was very happy, and couldn't stop looking in the direction of the figure.
But the person on the other side was extremely cooperative with this dreamy environment, and only moved forward with a smile......
The atmosphere was so strange that Yang Qiu could clearly hear his snort and heartbeat, but he couldn't even hear the footsteps of the person opposite.
If it weren't for the fact that the figure on the opposite side was getting clearer and clearer, Yang Qiu would definitely feel that it was a godless sculpture.
Getting closer and closer, Yang Qiu suddenly felt a little uneasy......
"Daughter-in-law...... Daughter-in-law ......"
The other party still did not answer.
Finally, the woman holding the child came close to him.
Yang Qiudeng breathed a sigh of relief, this woman was indeed his daughter-in-law Xiaofang.
Yang Qiu hurriedly grabbed Xiaofang's hand, carefully looked at her and Hachiro, and only felt that something was awkward......
"Daughter-in-law, why are you and your children closed......
"It was foggy just now, so I was blind, just take a while. ”
Xiaofang closed her eyes and replied calmly.
"You're suffering, let's go, let's go home as a family of three!"
With that, Yang Qiu dragged Xiaofang's cold right hand and walked in the direction of home.
"It feels so good, I hold my daughter-in-law's hand, my daughter-in-law holds the child, and we ...... together"
Suddenly, Yang Qiu felt as if a big explosion had occurred in his brain, and every pore of his body seemed to open up the size of a sesame seed......
This...... That's impossible!
Why, I took Xiaofang by the hand, and she ......
And she can still hold Hachiro with both hands!
Yang Qiu looked back sharply......
I saw that Xiaofang and Hachiro had a big red eye dripping blood on their foreheads, staring straight at themselves.
And Xiaofang and Hachiro still have their eyes closed, but there is a terrifying smile on the corner of their mouths.
"There's not enough blood, give me blood, give me blood!"
Xiaofang seemed to be making this strange gurgling sound with her throat, which was extremely weird.
Suddenly, Hachiro, who was in Xiaofang's arms, stretched out his arm violently and strangled Yang Qiu's throat.
"Gurgling ......"
Yang Qiu wanted to say something, but he could only make this strange sound, but he couldn't say a word.
Yang Qiu's consciousness began to blur......
Xiaofang, who was in front of her, suddenly opened her bloody mouth, revealing a mouth full of fangs, and bit Yang Qiu's face directly......
"Ahh
Yang Qiu yelled and sat up suddenly.
He found himself wrapped in a dirty, torn quilt, sitting on an old bed with no headboard......
"Young man, are you awake?"
A slumped figure said with his back to him.
Yang Qiu recognized the man's full head of white hair and that iconic hat.
"Yes...... It's you, what kind of place is this?"
Yang Qiu looked around and asked.
It's really to the extent of "running a house but with four walls".
"Well, the shopkeeper told us to sleep on the table until noon, and when I woke up, I brought you to my house,"
The old cultivator handed Yang Qiu the glass with a layer of limescale attached to it in his hand, and continued:
"Drink, quench the smell of alcohol. ”
Yang Qiu took the water cup, frowned, just held it in his hand to keep warm, and refused to drink the water in his stomach without taking a sip.
Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, Yang Qiu hurriedly gestured with both hands and asked:
"Old man, you ...... Did you see the little suitcase I brought with me when I was drinking?"
"Oh, is that the one?"
The old cultivator asked, pointing to a box in front of the windowsill.
"Yes, that's it,"
Yang Qiu said, quickly got up and walked to the window, and picked up the suitcase.
"I can't see it, young man, you're still a big money, old man, it's the first time I've seen so much money in my life, haha!"
The old cultivator said with a smile.
"You...... You opened it and saw it?"
Yang Qiu hugged the suitcase in front of him and said quite vigilantly.
"That's right, don't you also see my secret, I also look at you, fair and reasonable!"
Lao Xiu patted his chest and the position of the pocket watch, and said with a smile.
Yang Qiu didn't say anything more, and stood in place with an anxious expression.
"Don't worry, young man, when we meet, you will invite me to drink. My surname Xiu is not greedy for anything except wine, I don't believe you open the box to check and see if there is one missing. ”
This is Xiaofang's life-saving money, where did Yang Qiu dare to slack off, he hurriedly opened the box to check, and it was really as the old cultivator said, not a single point was missing.
"What's the matter, believe it?"
The old cultivator smiled, then yawned again, and said:
"Now that you're relieved, let's sleep in peace, it's not early, and in a few hours, the sky will be ...... bright."
As soon as Yang Qiu heard this, he jumped up from the bed and asked tremblingly:
"Old man, you say...... What time is it?"
"It's fifteen minutes and twelve o'clock, what's wrong?"
The old man asked.
"Bad, bad......"
Yang Qiu seemed to be fascinated and kept saying.
"What's wrong with you......"
The old cultivator asked puzzled.
"Old man, there is a monument in Nanhu Park, how to get there?"
Yang Qiu asked eagerly.
"Oh, it's not far from me, I go to Nanhu every morning for a walk, go out and turn left, go straight to the end, it's only a twenty-minute walk, you see that, the one that glows, it's the monument. ”
Yang Qiu hurriedly looked out the window, and really saw that not far ahead, a tall building inlaid with yellow light strips, lonely in the dark night, glowing.
"Thanks, I'm leaving!"
Yang Qiu didn't have time to say more, and ran out of the old cultivator's house with his suitcase.
The house where the old Xiutou lives can be said to be one of the earliest buildings in the city.
The lights in the corridor were already off, but fortunately, he lived on the second floor, and Yang Qiu was like a blind man, groping in the dark corridor, and stumbled out of the corridor......
Yang Qiu took advantage of the moonlight and ran wildly all the way according to the instructions of the old cultivator.
It was originally a twenty-minute walk, but Yang Qiu only took half the time to come to Nanhu Park......
He saw the huge gate-shaped building, not far ahead.
Yang Qiu gritted his teeth, and his feet sped up even more.
At exactly twelve o'clock, Yang Qiu came to this monument.
But I saw a man in a black jacket, with his back to him, as if he was pondering something.
"It's you, it's you who kidnapped my daughter-in-law, I brought the money, return my daughter-in-law to me!"
It may be that the smell of wine has not disappeared, or it may be that he has seen the wind and waves in City B, Yang Qiu at this moment, his demeanor is calm, and he said calmly.
It's strange that no one answered.
Yang Qiu was overjoyed in his heart, and it seemed that it was still too late.
"Hey, I've brought all the money, but what about my daughter-in-law?"
Yang Qiu took a few steps forward and roared even louder.
The other party still did not answer......
Yang Qiu noticed that something was wrong, and hurriedly took a few big steps forward, went up the steps, and took a closer look......
I saw that this person was drooping his head, his limbs hung straight down, his feet were hanging in the air, five centimeters away from the ground, and his toes were pointing to the ground in the shape of his feet......
Around the neck was a rope the thickness of a little thumb, and the other end of the rope was tied to the monument in a dead knot.
There is no doubt that this man has been hanged in front of this monument.
Presumably, the monument was very wide, and the rope was only wrapped around once, so that there was not much rope left between the person and the monument, and almost all of it was covered by the person's head.
If you don't look closer, you will never see that there is still a rope between this person and the monument.
Seeing this scene, Yang Qiu's legs weakened, and he knelt in front of the monument with a puff......
A gust of cold wind hit, and this corpse shook gently with the wind, like the sauce bacon hanging in the ventilation place of Yang Qiu's house.
Yang Qiu was only stunned for a moment, then got up and shouted towards Xi Zhou:
"Xiaofang, where are you ......?"
"Xiaofang, where are you ......?"
“……”
Yang Qiu's throat tightened when he shouted, and suddenly the direction of the wind changed, and Yang Qiu heard a faint choking sound like a gossamer in the northwest direction.
Yang Qiu hurriedly picked up the small suitcase and ran towards the northwest......
Before leaving, he glanced back at the corpse's face......
What a big purple and black face!
Yang Qiu ran out about 300 meters, and stopped before reaching the South Lake embankment.
Under the bright moonlight, but I saw a familiar figure, his body was shaking, his hands behind his back, he was sitting on the surface of the lake, his mouth seemed to be blocked, and he let out a cry of "woo......
"Xiaofang, daughter-in-law!"
Yang Qiu shouted loudly, got down the granite steps, and came to the ice, the ice was very slippery, he slowed down, and moved forward step by step.
Xiaofang also heard Yang Qiu's shout, stopped crying, turned her head in the direction of Yang Qiu, and shouted in a muffled voice.
Yang Qiu came to Xiaofang and saw that her eyes were covered with a black cloth, her mouth was covered with several layers of thick tape, and her hands were behind her back, tied behind her back.
Yang Qiu hurriedly untied the rope that bound Xiaofang's hands, took off the black cloth in front of her eyes, and dropped the layers of tape.
Xiaofang rubbed her eyes, and the objects in front of her gradually became clearer......
When she saw her husband, who was looking at her with concern, she instantly got up, wrapped her hands tightly around his body, and began to cry.
What had happened in the past day had long since been beyond her reach, and her will had broken down a thousand times.
Yang Qiu also stretched out his arms and hugged Xiaofang tightly......
The two sat on the biting ice in the middle of the wide lake, hugged each other and wept......