By the time I woke up again, it was already the third day, lying in the hospital with bandages on my upper body and dripping on my hands, and my brother was asleep sitting next to him.

My whole body felt dizzy, and when I opened my eyes and looked at the ceiling, I couldn't remember what was going on for a while.

After a while, my brother woke up.

When he saw me wake up, he asked, "Are you hungry?" ”

I shook my head and nodded again, feeling a little hungry indeed.

"I'll get you something to eat." He got up to leave, and I remembered something in my mind, and hurriedly stopped him, feeling a little uneasy: "Brother... What about the fat boys? ”

My brother was silent for a moment, and then said, "In the RV... Haven't woken up yet. ”

I felt a sense of loss and sadness in my heart, exhaled, hesitated for a moment and asked, "What about Chen Qing?" ”

"Also in the RV." He looked at me and said, "You don't have to worry too much, I'll go and prepare something to eat for you first, and take care of your body first." ”

After saying that, he went out, and I lay on the bed, and my whole brain went blank.

After a few more days in the hospital, when the injuries were almost healed, the doctor allowed us to leave and go back to the RV, where I saw the fat boy lying on the couch for almost a week, and there was no movement.

My brother cleaned his body and said, "The fat boy is a spirit body, he was injured by a ghost, and his body may not be able to support it for too long, if you want to save him, you need to find someone to help." ”

"Looking for whom?"

My brother thought about it, and finally shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

I was silent, and when I looked up, I saw the high heels on the shelf, and the painter stepped on them with his feet, and I felt a pain in my heart, and I walked over and called Chen Qing twice, but there was no response.

He sat in the car, lit a cigarette, frowned, and said, "There are a lot of things and a lot of troubles now, we have to act quickly." ”

I knew he was right, but the problem was that I was so sad that I didn't know what to respond to, so I could only reluctantly nod.

He took a puff of cigarette, slowly spit it out and said: "Come, let's sort it out, you see, on the one hand, the painter is dead, we found the portrait of the mother, although we didn't find the father's, but we can go to the prisoner first and explain the matter, and on the other hand, Yuan Lao died, this matter is even more confusing, I'm afraid there are many factors inside, and we can't bear this pot, we have to go to Xianyang." ”

I nodded, about the four ghost guests and the prisoner, you can wait for the time being after finding the prisoner, and the matter of the death of the old man can't wait any longer.

And there are many problems that need to be helped by the warlock, one is the portrait of the mother, and the other is the injury of Fat Boy and Chen Qing, which needs to be solved urgently.

I thought about it for a while, and the suggestion was to go to the prisoner first and explain the matter.

But my brother didn't think so, he shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it's too late, these efficiency is too slow, I have a feeling that when we came out of the amusement park, we were already targeted, and it was best to go in two ways so fast." ”

"In two ways?"

"Yes." He nodded and said, "You go to Xianyang first, I'll go to the prisoners, and then we will meet at the end." ”

I was shocked to hear his suggestion: "The two of us... I've never been separated..."

"That's all there is to it." He sighed and said: "You have been lying in the hospital for the past two days, I don't know what happened, I checked the situation of the different forums during the period, and found that the death of the painter had been on the forum hot board three days ago, do you know what this means?" ”

I was stunned when I heard this, and a creepy thought popped up in my head: ".... Someone is documenting these things? ”

"Yes." My brother nodded with a heavy face, and said: "The news spread very quickly, we underestimated the position of the four ghost guests, their deaths caused an uproar throughout the forum, people are discussing this matter, and now everyone knows that we killed the painter, which also means that we have become the target of public criticism!" ”

“... I can't believe it, it's only been a few days, the news has spread so quickly, from the time we went to the amusement park to the time we left, no one else should know, why did we just come back a few days ago, and we were already on the hot plate?

I was extremely shocked in my heart, the water in the different forums has always been very deep, this is what Liu Kuaikou told me, there are all kinds of people in it, and if you are not careful, you will touch the minefield.

"The painter is dead, and the remaining three of the four ghost guests will definitely not let us go." My brother frowned and said: "I even suspect that they have begun to look for us, the problem is that now that Chen Qing and Fat Boy are injured, we don't have enough combat power in our hands, and there is no chance of winning." ”

"By the way, what about the two ghost tools I got from the artist? Isn't that thing quite strong? As soon as he said this, I remembered it and hurriedly asked.

"It's pretty strong, but the question is, do you know how to use it?" He asked me with this sentence, and the whole person was stunned, not knowing how to answer.

"I learned about this thing in the forum." He said: "This thing recognizes the master, it is mysterious, it has its own consciousness, crutches and brushes are painters', I am worried that if we use it improperly, it will hurt ourselves." ”

"I see." I remembered the way the artist used the ghost tools, and I thought to myself, no wonder he was so handy with them.

My brother took the last puff of the cigarette, extinguished the cigarette butt, and said, "Okay, let's make it this first, you must move quickly, and we will set off tomorrow." ”

I was a little reluctant in my heart, and it always made people feel uneasy to act separately, but seeing that my brother was so resolute, the reluctant words came to his lips, and he didn't mean to say it again.

The next day, my brother gave me the RV, and he went to the prisoner with his mother's portrait.

And I drove to Xianyang in the RV, to where the warlock was.

This time, he was near Beijing, and I was in Shaanxi, the difference is not a little bit apart, although the traffic is now developed, but when there is danger, it is by no means a minute and a half can be reached.

When we parted, I wanted to talk to him more, but he left in a hurry, and I felt lonely for a while, so I could only drive to Xianyang.

On the way, I wanted to call Liu Kuaikou, but I was afraid of danger, so I anonymously sent him a message from the forum, secretly revealing that it was me and asking him about his current situation in Xianyang.

After a while, he replied to me: "Brother Tu, there have been a lot fewer people in the neighborhood in the past two days, especially in the days when Yuan Lao died, many people are wandering around here with ghost ideas, do you know what they are doing?" I'm waiting for you! But since the news was sent out in the forum that you killed the ghost artist, these people have dispersed, and they don't know what to do, if you come, you must be careful, don't attract attention! ”

The content of this text is easy to understand and can be understood at a glance, but I saw it with a burst of worry, I didn't expect that after the death of Yuan Lao, I even had to sneak around to the grave, like a thief, and the world was chilling.

remembered the last time he left Xianyang, the words he said to himself, and he had been kind to three generations of his family, but he didn't expect that it would be the final farewell.

I felt depressed and lost in my heart, driving without squinting at the long road ahead, feeling that the whole world was empty.

It took me nearly a whole day to rush to Xianyang, and under Liu Kuaikou's reminder, I first dressed up in disguise, then parked my RV in the city, took a taxi to the countryside, and went to the mountains with my bag.

When I got out of the car, the driver, who was 40 years old, asked me curiously: "Young man, is there any activity in this mountain, what do I think many people have been running into the mountains recently." ”

I was stunned by his question, and before I could answer, he continued: "It's all the same as you, carrying a bag, and looking strangely dressed, but it's normal for you to look at it, isn't there anything fun in it?" I don't know much about what you young people are playing now. ”

I thought about it for a while, knew in my heart who those people he was talking about, and said, "It's not fun, it's just that I work in the city and I want to go to the mountains to see nature." ”

The driver raised his eyebrows and looked at me, obviously not convinced by this reason, but he didn't ask any more, gave me a business card, and said: "Then you go, if you can't find the car when you go down the mountain, just call this number, I'll come to pick you up, I just have a night shift today." ”

I accepted the business card and nodded, and took a look, the master's name was Zhao Hongshan, and there was a mobile phone number below, I thanked him, put the business card in my pocket, and then turned around and walked towards the mountain.