Chapter 7: A Superstitious Fat Man
When He Fan saw his actions, he immediately shrank into the corner like a ghost.
The fat man's flash was good, Jiang Xuejuan, who was standing behind him, was exposed in an instant, and looked at Chenzi awkwardly, his eyes were as hot as fire.
"Why are you here?" He had a dark face, didn't this woman listen to all those words just now?
"I, can't I care about you?"
Dusty patted his head in distress, anyway, it's not a thing to see people stealing chickens and dogs.
Continue to ask the fat man: "What the hell is wrong?" ”
He Fatzi couldn't help but be excited about these things, so he had a contradictory idea in his heart, and finally under the pressure of Mu Xichen's eyes, he still patiently explained: "You shouldn't understand the pattern on this box, the legend is that the wooden box engraved with this spiral pattern generally has nothing good happening." You can't really have opened it, have you? ”
"There really is nothing strange about it, just a sheepskin scroll, a string of bracelets and a pendant, and nothing else."
Listening to Chenzi's explanation, He Fatzi's face became more and more ugly: "You are really a madman!" How can this kind of thing with age be easily opened, maybe the owner who owns it has cast some kind of poison on it; Otherwise, this is the relic of the deceased, and it is even more likely to be cursed with some vicious curse! ”
"How do you know this?" He didn't listen to the fat man's words, but was more skeptical about how he could say these things.
The fat man found that he seemed to have said something more, covered his mouth, and found that Mu Xichen's expression was even more puzzled, and smiled as a cover of his lips: "I, I'm not too superstitious." ”
He Fatzi saw that he was stunned and did not move at all, and his face also had a wooden expression, and there was really an eerie feeling here that made him feel uneasy in his heart.
couldn't hold back his desire to leave immediately, and as soon as he pulled Mu Xichen's left hand, he strode outside and began to walk outside.
"I don't think I can take this hell place with me, so come with me."
Mu Xichen's fingertips trembled slightly, and then the corners of his mouth hooked, and he teased the fat man: "Fatty, you shouldn't be afraid!" He grinned and hit the circle of fat on He Fatzi's waist with his elbow, and the soft hand felt very comfortable.
He exclaimed, "Fatty! Are you growing meat again?! ”
He Fatzi proudly patted his round belly and said, "This is called physical health, you see that you are as thin as a cucumber." ”
He glanced at Mu Xichen unscrupulously, and then looked at his fat hanging on his body, and he had to shake it twice from time to time, and suddenly he had no pride. pinched his cheeks helplessly, and whispered: "This is obviously meat, where did it become fat?" "
Mu Xichen on the side could hear it very clearly, and when he felt good about himself, he pulled out his hand fiercely, and the greasy cold sweat was all in his palm.
He also rubbed his clothes without the fat man paying attention, secretly thinking that this dead fat man was really timid, and he couldn't stay for a while, and he really couldn't imagine how he had the courage to walk into his house.
Through the garden swept by the "storm", the winding road stretches out into the woods, and the trees still lie on the road, blocking the road.
This road is still usually passed by vehicles, after all, it is not a road leading to some remote mountainous area. But after such a strange thing happened today, there was no one else here except for the fat man and Mu Xichen.
Mu Xichen looked at everything around him, suddenly stepped out and rushed out dozens of meters ahead, suddenly stopped at the entrance of the woods and shouted in that direction, and then grabbed a handful of stones from the ground and smashed them into the dense treetops.
After a few seconds, there was silence again, and not even a single frightened bird could be seen. The fat man panted and chased after him, crouching behind him to rest.
"What are you calling nonsense, old herd!?"
Without listening to anyone's answer, the fat man slowly looked up to look like him, just in time to see his serious side face. Following Chenzi's gaze, there is a dead and silent forest ahead, and in the spring when everything is rejuvenated and vibrant, it is not an auspicious thing to not hear the sound of birds.
"Old ...... Old Mu, what's going on? "
Mu Xichen clenched his teeth and let out a slight gurgling sound. If he was not mistaken, there was something hidden behind the trees, countless pairs of eyes staring him and the fat man to death, and the fallen trunks were like reaching out to grasp their claws.
With a strong sixth sense, he felt that it was better to leave here as soon as possible.
He Fatzi saw that Chenzi didn't answer, and a chill climbed up his spine, he hid behind Chenzi but couldn't even stop half of it, looking funny and cute.
"Old ...... Lao Mu. Isn't it, make trouble...... Haunted, right? ”
Hearing the fat man's frightened tone, Mu Xichen's whole body twitched. Now it's just the two of them, the fat man is already scared, how can he say he's scared anymore? So he pretended to be very relaxed, held the box in one hand and put it in his trouser pocket and walked along the road, saying, "It's a shame that you are still interested in the supernatural, but I didn't expect such a forest to scare you like this." ”
"It's good to be anywhere, it's just a little timid......" He Fatzi patted the flesh on his face, muttering inadvertently, and people who didn't know thought he was selling cuteness.
The fat man looked at Mu Xichen's stiff back in the wind, although the corners of the T-shirt on his upper body were blown up, and his upper body was thin, but none of this could stop him from moving forward. The numbness in his left hand had not completely disappeared, and he hooked his little finger vigorously to relieve it.
He turned around and shouted, "Fat man!! Then the tone was slow and soft, "Gone......
As time passed, he gradually realized that his hands were indeed becoming less and less energetic, and his grandfather had not returned for many days, as if he was gone.
Mu Xichen's heart is empty, full of confusion about the future life, he still insists on going home for the past two days, the fat man has no choice but to let him go, although there are always some terrible things in the house, but Mu Xichen thinks that he can wait for his grandfather, and then all the mysteries will be revealed.
Or...... It's good to hold on for a while. He thought.
Until one day, He Fatzi looked at Mu Xichen with a rich and changing expression, and felt more and more that something was wrong. Throughout the morning, he was pinching his left hand and grabbing it several times...... The fat man pinched his left hand again, except for a little more meat, but there was no obvious stiffness.
"Should it be ......" The fat man snatched Mu Xichen's left hand and wanted to check it, but he didn't expect the dust to quickly withdraw his hand and hide it behind him, his expression was very nervous, and he didn't know what expression to use to face the fat man.