Chapter Forty-Four: A Fugitive Life
Leng Ai slowly opened her eyes and looked behind Wang Sheng. Wang Sheng frowned, and hurriedly looked back, only to see a bald head swaggering towards him. Leng Ai suddenly broke free from Wang Sheng's embrace, strode towards the bald head, held the bald arm and said, "You scared me to death." ”
The bald head looked at Wang Sheng embarrassedly, Wang Sheng smiled faintly, turned around and walked away alone, and looked back secretly, only to see that the two were still greasy and crooked, Wang Sheng shouted helplessly: "Hey, you can't go!" ”
The bald head replied perfunctorily: "Go, let's go." Then let's go to Shenyang now and find Zheng Jiahui and them. ”
Leng Ai suddenly objected: "No, we can't go to them." The army is on its way to Shenyang. ”
Wang Sheng couldn't help frowning, if they rushed to Shenyang quickly, they would encounter the army on the way, and the result would be certain death. But if they walk slowly behind the army, if they encounter an ambush, the result will be certain death. If they go again after the army arrives in Shenyang, they will face two armies at that time, and they will die even worse, and Zheng Jiahui must have left Shenyang as well.
Wang Sheng said, "Leng Ai, you can't check everything within five kilometers, as long as you pay attention at all times, we shouldn't be discovered." ”
"Do you think I am God?" Leng Ai said unhappily: "My skills also consume physical strength, and it is more than you consume, do you want to exhaust me to death?" ”
Wang Sheng said: "Then what do you say, should we stay here?" ”
"What's wrong with staying here, I think it's good." Leng Ai replied.
Wang Sheng sneered: "Okay, don't wait for the troops to kill us, we are all starving to death." ”
The bald head said: "Let's not go to Shenyang first, just find a city, and solve the problem of food and clothing first." ”
Leng Ai glared at him: "What you said is so easy, you don't know where this is?" Do you want to exhaust me? ”
Wang Sheng echoed: "Yes, before we got out of the woods, we were exhausted to death." ”
The bald head said: "Can you be optimistic, the Red Army's 25,000-mile long march, the conditions are worse than ours, but don't you also succeed, this mainly depends on whether you have faith, as long as you are firm in your goal, you will definitely be able to succeed." ”
Wang Sheng smiled bitterly, who doesn't know such a simple truth, but how many have done it? This is like a child's dream, how many people are still clinging to their dreams, not all of them have given up their wishes in order to be able to live better in this world.
The weapons on the three were limited, there was only one drum for the light machine gun behind the bald head, only one grenade, and only seven rounds for the Type 64 pistol, and the charger did not know where it was lost. Dalian had just been sacked, and it was impossible to find the guardian of the underworld, so Wang Sheng traveled in other directions, from day to night, and finally saw a road.
It is a road, but it is more like a road, the road is overgrown with weeds, and only the shallow wheel prints prove that a car has walked over it. Moving in the direction of the road, I don't know how long it took, but at the end of the road, the three of them saw a dilapidated two-story red brick building.
The corners of the walls of the small building are covered with moss, and the old-fashioned wooden doors and windows have lost their original color. The dim light shines through the glass of the window, which looks very eerie.
"We're not going in!" Leng Ai said timidly.
Wang Sheng hugged his arms and felt a cool breeze inexplicably coming out of his back: "Why don't we go!" ”
The bald head sneered: "Look at your finished appearance, what are you afraid of with a brother!" ”
Leng Ai grabbed the bald arm, the bald head gently pushed the door, the door creaked, Wang Sheng felt his scalp numb, and suddenly had a sense of bad luck.
In front of the statue is a square offering table, with a pig's head in the middle of the table, whole chickens and ducks on both sides, and all kinds of pastries, including more than a dozen kinds of fruits. In front of the offering table is a large square tripod, which is full of ashes from the burning of incense.
The light source in the house is the candles on both sides of the statue, and after entering the 21st century, the candles worshiped by people have basically changed to electric lamp-type imitation candles, as long as the bulb is not broken, it will never be extinguished in the case of electricity.
The idol is ten strange, wearing a hat that resembles a sheep's horn, and a blue robe, but with one arm exposed, and a sword tied around his waist. The appearance is also very ugly, the uneven beard hangs down to the chest, the mouth is very long, and the corners of the mouth are slightly drooping, if you only look at its mouth, you will think that he has been wronged and is crying. The thick and long eyebrows are inverted, and the mouse-like eyes are round, as if looking at Wang Sheng with angry eyes.
"Have you ever heard of worshipping evil gods?" Wang Sheng asked.
The bald head laughed and said, "Xiao Shengzi, you are too timid!" ”
Wang Sheng glared at his bald head angrily, cautiously entered the room, and carefully examined the internal environment of the room by the candlelight on the altar. The walls of the house are too damp, some places have become moldy, and unknown mushrooms grow in the corners. On the right wall is a rudimentary wooden shelf, which occupies the distance of one wall, and on the shelves are some of the seemingly old scalding jugs, the spouts of which are plugged in with wood and covered with dust. It shouldn't have been a long time since anyone touched it.
Wang Sheng thought of Hong Kong and Taiwan horror movies, the Taoist priests in the movie used jars to pretend to be ghosts, and I don't know if these wine jugs are ghosts. On the left side of the room against the wall was a table of eight immortals, and next to the table were two Taishi chairs, and there was nothing on the table. To the left of the table was a hidden door, so it was too dark to see what was inside.
"This guy is too ugly." The bald head looked at the idol and said.
Wang Sheng trembled and said, "It's too scary here, let's go." ”
"It's okay, don't worry, you forgot that we are invisible."
Leng Ai sneered: "You're still a man, don't be scared to pee your pants." ”
The bald head looked at the food on this table, and couldn't help swallowing: "Fuck, we're not as good as a statue, I really want to die of hunger." ”
Wang Sheng said: "If you want to eat it, you can eat it!" Don't give me face. ”
"Don't talk about it, you can take them down and I'll eat them!"
Wang Sheng sneered while reaching for the roast chicken: "If you don't eat it, I'll eat it." ”
"As long as you can take it down, Lao Tzu will eat it all on the plate!"
The moment Wang Sheng picked up the plate, his body shook like chaff.
The bald head gasped: "Damn!" Is this true? ”
Wang Sheng slowly handed the plate to the bald head, and could no longer control the excitement in his heart: "Bald head, we are normal!" I'm back in the real world!"
The bald head picked up the roast chicken and said, "Whatever, fill your stomach first!" ”
Leng Ai sighed: "You are happy too early!" ”
Wang Sheng could still suppress the excitement in his heart, hugged Leng Ai, and kissed her fiercely on the forehead: "We are all normal!" ”
Leng Ai pushed Wang Sheng away, pointed to the offering table and said, "You are crazy, are you blind!" ”
Wang Shenghu looked at the offering table suspiciously, a feeling of despair arose from his heart, and there was a roast chicken on the offering table safely placed there.
"Ah...... What the is going on!
The bald head said while nibbling on the roast chicken: "Don't call, why are you tangled in this, do you want a piece?" ”
Leng Ai asked, "Can you eat these things?" ”
The bald head tore off the chicken thighs and handed it to Leng Ai: "Eat it, the medicine won't kill you." ”
Leng Ai took it hesitantly, looked at it carefully, and sniffed it lightly with his nose, the aroma of chicken rushed to his brain, and he took a bite gently, the taste of roast chicken was really good.
"Do you want to eat?"
Wang Sheng sat on the ground decadently, looking at the ground with his eyes, almost everything on the table except for the pig's head could be eaten, and after a long time, the bald head touched his stomach and said, "Xiao Shengzi, you really don't eat it." ”
Leng Ai held a plate of snacks and squatted in front of Wang Sheng: "What if you don't return to reality?" You shouldn't be so sad, eat something, don't starve yourself to death first. ”
Wang Sheng raised his head and looked at Leng Ai with a helpless look, Leng Ai smiled slightly, picked up a piece of dim sum, and put it to Wang Sheng's mouth: "Okay, don't be depressed, come and I'll feed you, come on!" ”
The bald head stretched his waist and said, "When we are full, are we going to find a place to sleep well?" ”