Like brothers.

Occasionally, when you walk on the street, you will find such two people, they are somewhat similar in appearance, and they have many things in common in words and deeds, which will make people feel that those two people are relatives.

Part of it is genetic, part of it is the same growing environment.

But the man who the villagers said was like a brother to me had almost no resemblance to me, and our facial features were completely different. So is temperament? Manners? I thought so and asked him, but the answer was different. The man looked sunny, and I, in the words of the villagers, looked stuffy.

He also used many ways to describe it, and finally I summarized it as a yin and a yang, completely different characters.

So it's because it's completely different, are they like brothers?

If yin and yang can also be called brothers.

“…… I, I can't really tell, just a feeling, shouldn't I say that? You didn't say you were brothers, I thought they were, I thought ......" He was a little flustered when I asked.

"And what do you remember my name?" I asked again.

This is a critical question.

"Forgot ...... What's the fun? I don't remember exactly. ”

The profession, as well as the name "Le", have basically been able to determine my identity.

"What about him, do you remember his name?" I continued to ask.

He thought hard for a while, and his face was a little tangled, "What is white...... Or is it a hundred? ”

This guy's memory of names is really a bit poor. But I can also understand, after all, I am not a person who often appears in life, and the old classmates from more than ten years ago are now in front of me, and I can't remember what they are called.

But the incident in the waterhole made the whole village so angry, so he shouldn't be unable to remember what happened at the beginning.

"Then you should know why that man and I are here, and why we are destroying your waterhole. Anyway, I see that the waterhole is fine now, and it seems that the matter of us destroying it is just a thought? ”

He still wanted to say something.

It's certain that he's hiding something.

It really hurt me to say that, so I changed the subject, "I don't think you have forgotten all the pain." ”

"Huh?" He looked at me suspiciously, "What do you want to say?" ”

"I mean, at least you understand that the waterhole can't be destroyed, and you're nervous about losing it, right? Why? Could it be that if that thing is destroyed, the pain of your past will return to your body? So, maybe you still have the scars of pain in the depths of your memory, right? ”

"What are you going to do?!" He was nervous.

"What I came to do before, this time I came to do."

"You...... You ...... before"

"You can't even forget what I was here for, are you?"

"Of course I remember, you ......"

Although his expression was frightened, he could see from the look in his eyes that he was indeed caught in a memory, and his mouth was intermittently talking about what had happened nine months ago.

For the people of Nameless Village, that day was supposed to be an uneventful day. But suddenly two people broke into the village, two men. Originally, it was nothing, and occasionally people would come to the nameless village, but most of them would be scared away by the corpses parked in the courtyards of each family, and even if they stayed at that time, most of them did not dare to spend the night.

There are also brave people who stay overnight and go to the Forgotten Pool. But after drinking the water, everything that should be forgotten is also forgotten.

But these two people are a little different, they came, not to drink the pool of water, but to help a woman find memories. According to the character of this villager, she must not know the woman's name. But it happened that when the two came to the village, the first person they met was also him, so they knew a little bit about the woman's story.

It is said that the woman once seemed to have a lover who was deeply in love.

Why is it "supposedly" and "seems", because in fact, she has no memory of the so-called lover. It's just that when repairing the computer by chance, the woman found a hidden folder in her computer, which contained photos of her loving memories with a man, from travel to life, all kinds of things, the only thing that remained unchanged was the sweetness on the faces of the two.

The woman was infected by that expression, and at the same time wondered, she didn't remember the existence of this person, and looking at the photo, she was still very young at that time, about early twenties.

That must have happened many years ago.

The woman began to investigate, and finally found a legend about the Forgotten Pond of the Nameless Village in a series of trivial records of that year. So, she entrusted a person to investigate all kinds of strange events and legends, and came to the nameless village to find the memories of the past. As for why she didn't come herself, it was that in those records, there were photos of various coffins and corpses in the village taken back then.

This is also what she can't understand, why does it leave such a terrifying record? It is possible to let me try again and drink the water of the pool for something that will forget the past, but it is impossible to take pictures of those corpses.

"The woman's memory, found?" I continued to ask.

"What to find...... I, I don't know what the two of you have investigated, the man insisted on demolishing the pond and had a conflict with the people of our village. ”

"He insisted on demolishing? Is it just him? ”

"You're an accomplice too! You ......"

"Then why didn't you tear it down after that?" I interrupted him.

"We're not all dead and don't move! We stop it, if you want to demolish it, if you want to destroy it, you can't do it at all! Then you are gone, and what happened after you left, and why you went and came back, then you have to ask yourself. ”

"Go and come back, do you mean this time, or ......"

The villager looked at me suspiciously: "You...... Didn't you also drink the pool water? ”

"I don't know. Answer my question. ”

"It was nine months ago that you came again alone, sneaking around in the middle of the night, like this time, and we knocked you out of the village. You don't remember? That's not right, since you don't even remember, why are you still here? ”

I don't have time to answer his questions.

I'm thinking about the story he told, the woman commissioned the investigation, who did it entrust? Me? I don't remember having a part-time job investigating strange events and legends, so the only thing that could have been that man was the only one who knew each other?

I am afraid that it is difficult to find answers to these questions now.

I can't remember what I had done nine months ago other than work and the only day off. However, at one point, I vaguely remembered that some of the information about Qingyan Mountain seemed to be mentioned to me by Mina at that time. Could it be that this also has something to do with Mina?

Thinking of Mina, I immediately asked, "Who else has been here lately besides us?" ”

This village cares so much about the pool of water, if someone else approaches, it will definitely be discovered.

"People? Lately, there have been no outsiders lately, just you. ”

In this case, it must be that Mina did not get close to the pool, but she knew the information about the pool, and the relationship between the incident nine months ago and her increased by three points. So she deliberately brought me to this place again, and now, I seem to have seen all the things she asked me to see, so if she really wants to show up, maybe this is the time.

"Let's go."

"Let's go?" The villager looked at me suspiciously, and after a few seconds, he finally showed a relieved expression, and his expression seemed to slow down by half a beat. It stands to reason that when I am his only threat, the threat from me is lifted, and he should be the first to show a relieved expression, even if he takes a deep breath. But this person was stunned for a moment.

Wrong.

I realized that he was still hiding something and hadn't confessed to me.

Is there a problem with the story just now? Or is it hiding information from outsiders in the village?

I didn't just break it, but I took someone to pretend to leave, and threatened to kill him if he yelled for trouble. My original plan was to leave and hide around here to watch what this man would do. But I didn't expect that Yao Qianwen, who had just switched identities, did me a favor in a daze.

Because she had just switched control of her body, she tripped over the threshold in a drowsy state, and the action was not big, but she directly tripped over the threshold!

This made Yao Qianwen almost fall, and after being pulled by me, she shouted dissatisfiedly: "What's the hair, what's this?" You, who are you, uncle? Is it your home? Don't you fix this threshold if it's broken...... It's really unlucky.,There's no plot hint at all.,It's been every time lately.,Just woke up and faced a group of strangers.,Anyway, what kind of place is this! ”

"Huh?" Halfway through the yelling, Yao Qianwen suddenly shook off my arm and squatted down.

Seeing this, the villagers suddenly panicked, and hurriedly squatted down to straighten the threshold, but my hand was grabbed by me.

Underneath the threshold, there was a black slit for ventilation, and there seemed to be space underneath, like a cellar, and the area should not be small. When I stepped on the floor when I came in, I had a faint hollow feeling, and I didn't pay attention to it at the time, because almost all of the wooden houses in the neighborhood were constructed like this with a compartment below.

And the reason for worrying now is that there are four deep scratches next to the gap in the mosaic threshold.

"It looks a bit like a little monster caught in the silent night......" Yao Qianwen looked at me.

It's rare for her to be careful once.

But it's not a coincidence, the quiet night sleep is very poor, before the bed is against the wall, she will be alienated in her dreams, often scratching the wall.

And this scratch is indeed very similar to the one left by the silent night.

I violently flipped the plank near the threshold and opened the entrance to a dark cellar, and the villagers panicked and hugged my waist frantically, as if to stop me from going down, "You, what are you going to do?!" Why do you ...... You're going to hurt us every time you come! You, you can't go down! ”

"Whether I can go down or not is not up to you."

I tied him up again, dragged him into the cellar.

There was a lot of space underneath, and there was a strange smell, but it had nothing to do with insects, and it smelled like a person who hadn't taken a bath for a long time, and the smell of sweat, as well as the smell of some of the food rotting. In front of us was a huge iron cage with spilled food and something crudely handcuffed and legged, but broken, and the door of the cage twisted as if it had been torn open by a powerful beast, and the whole picture told me that there was someone or a monster in the cage not long ago.

But when I saw the shocked eyes of the villagers, I realized that maybe a few hours ago, the guy who was locked up was still in this iron cage.