Ah Yan was held down and looked up at him, the look was strange that Lao He couldn't understand, but he felt a chill in his heart, Ah Yan said, "Let go." ”

Lao He faintly felt that something was wrong, and the grip on the hand became more and more firm, and said: "Ayan, what are you going to do, this is a public thing, what are you burning it for, Ayan, what's wrong with you?" ”

Ah Yan laughed suddenly, shook his hand and pushed Lao He out, didn't speak, continued to splash the oil in the oil drum on the door and window, and muttered: "Burn, burn, burn!" ”

Lao He was pushed to the ground by him, seeing that he had already poured the oil in the bucket, he threw away the bucket with a "bang", and he didn't care about the dull pain of the old waist, so he got up and hugged Ayan's waist, dragged him back a few steps with his dead force, and said sadly: "Ayan Ayan, don't do stupid things, this resettlement hall can't be burned." ”

"Why can't you burn it? I hate this place, ah, it's a cage, he trapped me, haha, it's good to burn it, you let go! Ah Yan smiled nervously and vigorously broke Lao He's hand.

"No one is trapping you, Ayan, you can go, but where can you go, no education and no work experience, where can you go?!"

"Nope! It trapped me, it wouldn't let me go, wouldn't let me go, let me burn it, burn it! Old thing, let go! Ayan's expression became hideous, such a thin body, and he didn't know where he got so much strength, almost breaking Lao He's fingers.

Lao He desperately insisted on letting go, only to feel that this child must have entered the demon barrier, and called him vigorously, saying: "Ayan Ayan, wake up quickly, are you crazy?" Where can this house trap you?! ”

"God said that I can't leave until I break my thoughts, my thoughts are here, I must burn it, burn it, so that I can follow God, old thing, you dare to stop me, you look for death!" Ah Yan waved his hand violently, and all the phantoms that were originally surrounding him suddenly came, pulling Lao He's limbs back and pulling them back, the force was very strong, and it could tear him apart in almost a moment.

Lao He hugged Ah Yan tightly, his fingers were almost going into his flesh, and he said loudly: "Ah Yan, you go!" I'll let you go, it's not this house that traps you, it's me! ”

Ah Yan's red eyes seemed to tremble for a moment, and the strength of Lao He's hand suddenly relaxed, and his voice seemed to be dazed: "Uncle He? As soon as this voice came out, the hands that pulled Lao He seemed to have been ordered, and they all collected their strength and withdrew into the inconspicuous darkness.

Lao He gasped violently, looked at Ayan with a sad expression, put down his fingers tremblingly, and said as if giving up: "Ayan, you go, you don't have to come back, you are not trapped here, there is money in the small cabinet in our house, you go back and take it, I won't stop you, but you ...... Where are you going? ”

The young man turned around and stood very close to him, his eyes still had a red color that had not yet faded, and said, "Uncle He, I have found my faith, I am going to follow my God, my God needs me!" ”

"How can there be a god in this world, there is no god in this world, Ayan, that person must be lying to you, he is a liar, Ayan, don't be confused!"

Ayan's face instantly darkened, his eyes were bloodshot red, he glared at Lao He viciously, gritted his teeth and said, "You also insult God, you also insult God, I will kill you!" As he spoke, Ayan stretched out his hand and threw Lao He's neck violently, slamming him against the dilapidated wooden door of the resettlement hall.

Lao He was thrown into a lot of meat, the coat on his body was stained with gasoline that burned when it caught fire, he opened his eyes wide, looked at Ayan with a frightened and sad expression, and hissed: "Ayan, Ayan ......"

Ah Yan was like a demon, staring at Lao He with hatred, and kept muttering "Burn you, old thing, burn you......"

He took out the lighter from his arms and threw it at Lao He, Lao He's eyes were cracked, seeing the faint sparks rushing over, he suddenly ripped off his coat, and turned to the lighter chasing his life inside, perhaps death stimulated the potential of people, Lao He grabbed the lighter, and the whole person was like an old leopard, using his last vigor to pounce outward, and even crawled with the coat that had burst out of the fire to a place two meters away from the wooden door, and threw the coat hard.

"Whew~Whew~"

Lao He gasped violently, only feeling that tonight's old life was going to be explained here, and there was a piercing pain in his hand, but this pain was nothing compared to the pain of Ayan trying to kill him.

Ayan, that is the child he has taken care of for five years, from his ignorance to sending him to graduate from high school to know the world, he used the salary of the corpse to give himself and this child a meager home, they depend on each other, they are like father and son.

But now, Ayan is determined to kill him.

Ayan, Ayan......

The faint footsteps approached little by little, and the thin white hand reached out in front of him, tightened it in front of his chest, and then grabbed the black undershirt and lifted Lao He up, and dragged him back to the unburned resettlement hall without saying a word.

Lao He burst into tears, called Ayan's name one after another, and told him about the brushes he had bought for him, the painting materials he had given, and those broken pictures, chattering and turning upside down.

The distance of two meters was in an instant, and Lao He Ninja's hand was in pain, and he grabbed Ayan's weak arm with both hands to prevent him from throwing himself out again.

"Ayan, wake up, Uncle He begs you, you are confused by ghosts......."

Ayan's originally delicate face had a crazy look, his eyes were trembling, and his mouth was gruntled: "You should be damned..... You're damned! No, Uncle He can't die, well, Uncle He can't die, you should be damned....."

Lao He only felt that Ayan didn't seem to be very clear, although the eyes looking at him were vicious and ruthless, but they seemed to be looking at others through himself, Lao He hurriedly grabbed the life-saving straw, and explained repeatedly: "Ayan, I'm Uncle He, I'm Uncle He, you open your eyes and see, you look at me!" ”

This voice seemed to reach Ayan's ears a little bit, and I saw that his face was silent for a moment, and then distorted into a crazy look, and he suddenly left Lao He and ran away.

Behind him, there were a number of white shadows floating in the shadows, and Lao He squinted his eyes to look, and in a hurry he caught a glimpse of the shadow that had only turned around to follow at the end.

That face is similar.

"That's ...... That's a dead man, I touched his face with my own hands, put makeup on him, and ...... The people who were also sent to be cremated, Mr. Bai, Master Bai, must be those ghosts who bewitched Ayan, it must be! Lao He cried loudly, as if the old man's heart had collapsed after what he had just said, he grabbed Bai Tang's arm, not daring to let go a little, for fear that Bai Tang would also withdraw, and the hope that had finally risen in his heart would be extinguished.