Hearing this, Cheng Hao was stunned and said, "Then why is Uncle Liu still ... Sitting there waiting for his son to come back for the New Year? ”

The old woman gave him a blank look, obviously a little dissatisfied with Cheng Hao's interruption of her excitement, but still said:

"You don't know this, Lao Liu Tou fainted for three days and three nights when he came back, this can be a big deal for the people in the village, and everyone doesn't know what to do for a while, is there a doctor in the village, in desperation, I can only follow the local method handed down by the old man before, and pour a cup of incense burner ash water into Lao Liu Tou, and as a result, Lao Liu Tou woke up!"

As a result, as soon as this guy woke up, he ran to the entrance of the village, and everyone couldn't stop him. Then Lao Liu Tou squatted on the big stone on the hillside at the entrance of the village, looking at the only way into the village, saying that he was waiting for his son to come back.

At that time, everyone was frightened, and thought that Lao Liu Tou had been in a coma for three days and his brain was broken, but as a result, he remembered everything except that he didn't believe that his son was dead. Moreover, whoever told him that his son was dead, he was in a hurry with him, and he even started beating people.

Over time, everyone became accustomed to him standing on the big stone at the entrance of the village every year, waiting for his son to come home for the New Year. Don't say it, there are really some people who have been affected by Lao Liu Tou's behavior year after year, and they also feel that Lao Liu Tou's son is not dead! ”

Cheng Hao's eyes widened suddenly, and he said in disbelief: "What you said is true?" ”

The old woman's face suddenly turned pale, as if she had been questioned by some unacceptable question, and said: "How can what I said be fake, little doll, you are still too young to see the world, there are many magical things in this world!" ”

As she spoke, the old woman bent down, picked up the coal basin on the ground again, looked at Cheng Hao, shook her head, and walked into the house.

Cheng Hao suddenly looked at Lao Liu Tou's house with some complexity, and didn't know what to do for a while, if what the old woman said was true, it was Lao Liu Tou's mental problem...

Wrong!

A spiritual light flashed through Cheng Hao's mind, vaguely, Cheng Hao seemed to feel that he had seen something, but when he thought about it, he felt that he didn't catch anything, this hazy feeling of smoke cage cold water and moon cage sand was really a little blurry...

Cheng Hao shook his head, not thinking about this, then lifted the door curtain and walked in.

The environment in the house was even worse than Cheng Hao imagined, it was as cold as a cellar, obviously because the old man had been away for too long, and the stove in the house had been extinguished.

The whole room was a little gray, and the walls around it could no longer see the original color. There are not many things in the house, basically some basic furniture, and a small TV set of more than ten inches.

There is also an earthen kang in the inner room, and Old Man Liu is taking out a small worn book from under the bedding of the kang head at the moment, and then carefully checked a number, and said to Cheng Hao excitedly: "Found it!" ”

As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes, as if he couldn't see clearly because the light in the room was too dim.

Cheng Hao glanced at the room and found the pull cord connecting the light switch at a glance. So Cheng Hao stepped forward and turned on the light in the house, and suddenly a dim yellow bulb lit up in the room.

But this dim light doesn't seem to help the uncle. At this time, Cheng Hao realized that he couldn't help but pat his forehead, what is the reason for the dim light,

Looking at the age of this uncle, he is not small, and those eyes may have taken place.

Thinking of this, Cheng Hao hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Uncle Liu, let me help you see it." ”

Uncle Liu also seemed to realize that he couldn't see clearly, so he hurriedly gave the small book in his hand to Cheng Hao.

Cheng Hao took it and saw that the paper had been yellowed, and the small book had been damaged, and the paper was scattered one by one.

However, Cheng Hao immediately saw a crooked and blurred number in the small notebook, but he could barely recognize it.

The number was exactly the same as what Old Man Liu had in mind, and suddenly Cheng Hao didn't know what to do, and looked at Old Man Liu out of the corner of his eye.

I saw him leaning over, looking at himself anxiously and expectantly, as if he was eagerly waiting for him to say the number written down in the notebook in his hand.

Seeing Old Man Liu's hopeful gaze, Cheng Hao suddenly felt a little unbearable, coupled with what the old woman said just now, Cheng Hao couldn't help but believe in his heart that this old Liu Tou's son should be dead.

So why did Lao Liu Tou keep believing that his son was not dead? And for eight or nine years, I have been waiting on the big stone at the entrance of the village every year, looking at the only road in and out of the village... What keeps him doing this?

In the end, Cheng Hao moved his fingers slightly, quietly erased the two digits of this string of numbers, and then said: "Uncle Liu, I can't read the two numbers clearly, do you still have numbers recorded elsewhere?" ”

Old man Liu snatched the small book from Cheng Hao's hand in disbelief, squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully, and then muttered: "Impossible, how can you not see clearly?" Impossible..."

In the end, Cheng Hao took out a piece of ice in the frozen bucket in the outhouse, cast a spell to make some magnifying glasses, and after Uncle Liu magnified it, he believed it.

At this time, he was already holding a cane and leaning on the side of the kang with his feet hanging down his chest, with a look of chagrin and self-blame.

Cheng Hao looked at him a little unbearably, and suddenly, an idea popped up in his mind: Could it be that his son is not dead, and Old Man Liu is so determined, perhaps because there is a kind of telepathy similar to twins between their father and son!

Thinking of this, Cheng Hao also secretly felt that there was some possibility, this world was strange, since he saw Zhensoul Street, no matter how bizarre things were, Cheng Hao didn't feel strange.

Thinking of this, Cheng Hao slowly withdrew from the house, then walked to a remote place, took out his mobile phone, and made a call, it was Wu Xiaoyi of the Yanzhou Division.

After a while, the phone was connected, and Wu Xiaoyi's unexpected voice came from inside, teasing: "Yo, why didn't Brother Cheng accompany Xia Ling to play in the mountains and rivers, but remembered to call me?" ”

Cheng Hao smiled: "It's nothing, I encountered a small thing, and I want to help." Is it you on duty today? ”

"yes, I'm on duty. There are only a few of us in the Yanzhou Division, alas. ”

Cheng Hao smiled and said, "You help me check Liu Zhiyong to see if he is still alive." Oh, this person should be a generation of people near Jin Province and Bingzhou. ”

Wu Xiaoyi immediately agreed, and then there was a crackling sound of tapping on the keyboard, and after a while, he spoke:

"There are 18 people from Shanxi named Liu Zhiyong, and there is only one near Bingzhou, but this person died unexpectedly eight years ago."

Cheng Hao's heart jumped,

Said: "Is there a picture of this person, send me one, by the way, are you sure this person is dead?" ”

Wu Xiaoyi was silent, then tapped the keyboard for a while, and said: "Sure, after this person died, because his family could not be contacted, the body was unclaimed, and it was placed in the morgue of a hospital for three months, and finally handed over to a certain dissection room as a stray corpse and made as a teaching prop." And all the documents are complete, so there will be no mistakes. ”

Cheng Hao was suddenly a little dazed, he couldn't imagine that Lao Liutou's son was really dead...

Suddenly, the mobile phone in Cheng Hao's hand vibrate, waking up Cheng Hao, who was distracted, and when he picked it up, it turned out that Wu Xiaoyi had already sent a photo of Old Man Liu's son. The young man in the photo has a simple and bright smile on his face, and his eyebrows are somewhat similar to Lao Liu's head, especially those eyes.

Cheng Hao was silent for a moment, and he didn't know what to do for a while, and then walked leisurely on the streets of the small mountain village, and before he knew it, he came to the hillside at the entrance of the village.

Looking at the stone where the old Liu Tou often sits, he couldn't help but walk over, and then sat down with one butt, holding his cheek with one hand, and his eyes couldn't help but look straight ahead.

Right in the center of the line of sight is the only way in and out of this small mountain village. Come to think of it, more than ten years ago, Lao Liu Tou was sitting here, watching his son's back slowly disappear...

Why didn't Lao Liu Tou believe that his son was dead?

Cheng Hao frowned, could it be because his son didn't have a soul to return to his hometown and fallen leaves to his roots?

In fact, many rural people are still very particular about this... Wrong!

Old Liu Tou once went to a town 60 miles away from here, called his son's place of work, and learned from here that his son had died unexpectedly. And the body of his son, who stayed in the hospital for three months, was given to a certain autopsy room because it was unclaimed.

Obviously, when Lao Liu Tou called, his son might have been dead for a long time, and the accident had been dealt with almost completely, so he was naturally not afraid to tell Liu Zhiyong's family.

And after Lao Liu heard the news, he fainted directly to the ground, and when he woke up, he didn't believe that his son was dead. Over time, everyone got used to the appearance of Lao Liu.

Could it be...

A spiritual light flashed from Cheng Hao's mind, Lao Liu Tou's son was indeed dead, but Lao Liu Tou believed that his son was not dead, so there was only one strange place: Lao Liu Tou went from being in a coma to waking up, something must have happened!

Thinking of this, Cheng Hao's eyes turned, and he instantly remembered the incense burner ashes that the people in the village drank for the unconscious old Liu Tou, is it because of this?

Thinking of this, Cheng Hao's heart suddenly jumped, if this incense burner ash can make people forget something, then... Can the nightmare that has haunted you for so long be forgotten in the same way?

Suddenly, Cheng Hao's heart jumped wildly, and he came to Lao Liutou's house, cast a spell to inject spiritual power into his eyes, and carefully investigated.

A heart is about to jump out, and even a touch of red appears on his face, if there is really this magical incense burner ash, he can make himself forget the nightmares that plague him, just like this old man Liu, he has never believed that his son is dead, if he can completely forget this nightmare, without the germ of the nightmare, see how your heart demon grows!

Perhaps, this is the real strangulation of nightmares in the cradle!

Di Shi, he doesn't need to be separated from Xia Ling!

Thinking of this, Cheng Hao was even more ecstatic, and couldn't help but speed up the investigation.