Ye Jiahe's hideous terrifying laughter was reluctant to disappear in my mind.

This woman is no longer human. I had such a thought in my heart. What the hell happened, what was it that made her what she is now. My brain was a little swollen, Zhao Cheng's matter had filled my whole mind, and I didn't want to think about anything else.

Regarding Zhao Cheng's funding of Qiuxia, it is indeed because of the legend of the chicken goddess. In fact, there were five people who went to excavate the ancient tomb that year, three men and two women, all of whom were elites who had just graduated from university. Zhao Cheng and Qiu Xia were in a relationship before, and before this mission, the two had just had a big quarrel, the reason was that Zhao Cheng hoped that Qiu Xia could go home and marry him after this mission, and Qiu Xia, who was born into a famous family, thought that women could also break through the world, so they did not agree to him. Coupled with the dissatisfaction of Qiuxia's parents with Zhao Cheng, the door-to-door son-in-law, the relationship between the two has encountered an unprecedented crisis.

After the bonfire celebration that night, Qiu Xia and Zhao Cheng did not go back to the villagers' houses where they lived, but quarreled again because of the previous incident. When the quarrel was fierce, Qiu Xia's concept of independence deeply stimulated Zhao Cheng, who was born in a poor family and had a traditional concept. Angry, he picked up a stone and slammed it on Qiu Xia's head.

Qiu Xia fell to the ground in response, lying upright on the grass like a dead man. The white miserable moonlight was quietly applied to the ground, and the blood in Qiu Xia's body stopped flowing, and her fair skin slowly turned lifeless blue-gray. Zhao Cheng was stunned by his crazy actions, and sat on the grass for a long time without reacting, until the blood bubbling out of the back of Qiu Xia's head spread unscrupulously on the ground like ink spreading in water, and he woke up from the fright. That night, Zhao Cheng happened to be in charge of guarding the cultural relics, and his mind was racing and he came up with a way to deal with it.

Dragging Qiuxia's corpse and one of the twelve bronze statues deep into the mountains, creating signs that Qiuxia had stolen cultural relics and absconded, and then snatched a few chickens from the villagers' chicken sheds, making people feel that Qiuxia, who had stolen things, had been attacked by wild beasts, so that no one would suspect Zhao Cheng's head.

After doing this, Zhao Cheng returned to the villager's house where he lived tremblingly. However, he would not have thought that Qiuxia did not die at all, but fainted and was taken out of the cave the next day. What he never expected was that everything he did that night was looked at by one person.

Annoyed, Zhao Cheng sent the already demented Qiu Xia to a mental hospital, and since then he has silently borne the sins he has committed. Just when Ye Jiahe met Zhao Cheng and began to cooperate with him, the person who witnessed Qi Qi sent a letter to Ye Jiahe, telling her all about what Zhao Cheng had done. Since then, Zhao Cheng has become Ye Jiahe's subordinate.

This is the truth she told me, the truth behind the legend of the chicken goddess. Although I don't know if what she said is true or not, it basically solves the doubts in my mind. But I'm sure she still has reservations. But what worries me more is Ye Jiahe herself, she seems to be no longer the filial and self-reliant female entrepreneur she was back then.

As the day passed, I looked at the street lights lit up one by one on the side of the road, empty and overwhelmed. The weather is getting hotter, and insects are chirping. I didn't take a few steps before my head oozed a slight sweat, this season is the most prone to colds, I am still wearing a thin shirt like an old man, and the little girls on the street have begun to short-sleeved shorts.

After a busy day's work, I didn't have time to eat anything, and my stomach was already a little hungry. There was a feeling of swelling and pain in the palm of my right hand, and I remembered what the crane had told me about feeding the tapirs. Since its last feeding, its hunger seems to have become more frequent. The real world is not Jianyang Village, and it is impossible for me to stand in the middle of the main road and look for ghosts to feed it. Enduring the gradually worsening swelling pain, I kept walking on the side of the street.

It's not so much about walking, it's about being dragged forward.

Zhao Cheng, where the hell are you......

It has been said that summer is more of a psychic than other seasons. The heat of the weather blurs the boundaries between people and ghosts, and people will unconsciously enter the realm of ghosts, while ghosts will float into the space of people, mingle in it, and find the value of their own existence. My head was a little messy, and the feeling of an empty stomach made me look even more unmotivated.

It is a noodle fragrance.

I was caught by the scent, and suddenly stopped at the door of this shop, like a captured soldier, who had already surrendered in front of it.

The big red banner hanging in front of the door and the wreckage of firecrackers scattered all over the ground reminded me that it was a new noodle restaurant. Because of the new opening, the business is very good, and from time to time you can see people coming in and out, and their satisfied and oily faces admire each other's taste. I could imagine that I was so full that I couldn't help but walk to the store.

The air was mixed with the smell of gunpowder from the opening of the store and the smell of noodles wafting from the store's door, and I touched my nose and was about to step into the door when I noticed a student-like person squatting in the corner of the door. He was wearing a blue long-sleeved uniform, which was a bit hot on a day like this, but he could have been a person who was afraid of the cold like me. He sat there quietly without talking or playing with his phone, his slender body revealing the vigorous aura of growth, bent at a comfortable angle. He looked at the pedestrians coming and going, as if something was on his mind.

Probably the shopkeeper's child or something, who made some mistake and was punished for sitting at the door. I thought to myself.

A bowl of hot pork bone noodles made me feel better. Looking at the proprietress with a flushed face, the business in the store should be good today. When she came to collect the money, I happened to ask her about the student in front of the store.

"Students?" The proprietress was a little confused, walked to the door and looked, "Oh, you said that the person who didn't say a word, I don't know if he is a student, he sat at the door of the store in the evening, and I don't know what it is, I thought it was already gone, but I didn't expect it to be there." ”

It was close to half past seven, and I couldn't help but be a little worried about a student staying outside like this. After eating, I walked to the door, and he still maintained his original posture, staring blankly at the traffic of people and people, sitting silently.

"Hey!" I stepped forward and said, "What are you doing?" ”

My words didn't catch his attention, and when I bent over to block the light of the street lamp in front of him, he slowly raised his head and made eye contact with me. Only then did I see his face clearly, still childish. The stiff silhouette and the faint protruding pimples reminded me that he was still a thriving boy. His hair was shaved short, as if he had just undergone military training, and he looked very energetic. Seeing me greet him, his half-squinted eyes suddenly glowed and he smiled at me.

"Me, I'm waiting for someone." He said, his eyes lingering for a moment, and then returning to the cars on the road.

I sat down next to him and said, "It's so late, are you hungry, and I invite you in to eat a bowl of noodles?" ”

"Ah, no thanks." He replied in a deep, developing voice, "I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat." ”

I thought about it for a moment and asked, "Who are you waiting for, not going home so late?" ”

"My classmate, we made an appointment to come together. I'm already in college, so I don't have to go home, and when my classmates come, we'll go back to the dorm together. As he spoke, he flashed the school emblem on the left side of his uniform at me, and the words N came into my sight, and he looked quite proud.

"N University students, yes, your grades must be very good." I replied.

"Hey, that's." He smiled with satisfaction, but quickly regained his previous indifferent expression. "I've been waiting for him for a long time, and I don't know when he'll show up."

"Actually, I'm waiting for someone to show up and solve the doubt in my mind," I said thoughtfully as I looked at the road as he did, "I'll wait with you for a while." My name is Wu Chao. ”

He was stunned and followed his name.

"My name is Wakamatsu, Takawakamatsu."

I have just been admitted to the N Dalinghu Campus from a county-level city, and I am a freshman of this year. The person he was waiting for was named Huang Qi, his roommate and his good friend. Huang Qi is a sports student at the school, and he is very good at sports, and the two of them had a dispute over the subway line today, one thinks that the subway is too troublesome, it is better not to take it, and the other thinks that the subway is much more convenient. So, the two of them made a bet, one by bicycle and the other by subway, to see who would get to the city first. Wakamatsu was the one who took the subway, and when he arrived here panting, he found that Huang Qi had not arrived, and couldn't help but be happy, thinking that he had won the bet, so he sat down and waited for Huang Qi to appear.

I waited like this for a long time, and Huang Qi didn't show up until it was dark.

The two of us sat quietly in front of the restaurant, watching the diners come in and out and look at us with strange eyes. Gradually, there were fewer and fewer vehicles on the road, and Huang Qi's figure never appeared, and the feeling of uneasiness in my heart became stronger and stronger, this child should not have encountered something on the road.

"Wakamatsu, do you have Huang Qi's contact number, ask him where he is." I say.

"He didn't have a contact number." Wakamatsu replied, a look of unease on his face, "I'm a little worried about him. ”

"Let's go find him down the road." I mentioned yì to.

Wakamatsu thought for a moment, then nodded and stood up with me. I patted the dust on my butt and set off along the road in the direction of the N Dalinghu campus.

Suddenly, Wakamatsu, who was walking in front of me, stopped, turned his head to look at me, and said, "Wu Chao, let's make a bet." ”

I was shocked to see how many ideas students have nowadays.

"Okay, you can say it."

"You help me find Huang Qi, if I can find it, how about I help you find the person you are waiting for?" He squinted at me, as if he couldn't tolerate me saying no.

The bet struck me as a little strange, but I was too embarrassed to refuse, and said, "Okay." What if I can't find it? ”

Gao Ruosong's eyes looked into the distance and said lightly: "You must find him." ”