Chapter 6: The Old House That Makes a Strange Noise

After saying this in one breath, the cigarette in Tong Weiguo's hand was gone.

I was dumbfounded, and for a moment I just looked at him stupidly, unable to speak.

"What, white knife, don't you have the courage to go?"

Tong Weiguo's expression was serious, he raised his hand to hold the cap on his head, and then looked at me again, and said in a very dull tone: "You have to think clearly, this is your only chance to survive!" ”

To be honest, after listening to what he said, I really couldn't make up my mind. Because, I was so scared.

But when I heard him say that this was the only chance, I quickly made up my mind.

Then he whispered to him: "Go and go, anyway, it's better than waiting for death." ”

Although there are certainly some unknown dangers associated with venturing to a deserted village.

But what should come always comes, and you can't hide from it.

"Well, remember what I just said, and don't make any mistakes in the middle, or you'll just die worse!"

Tong Weiguo looked at me, and then asked, "You often go to the old building to deliver takeaways, don't you?" ”

I nodded and asked him, does this have anything to do with that side?

Otherwise, how could he go to the old building for no reason?

Moreover, I also vaguely feel in my heart that the whole thing seems to be inseparable from the old building.

Because, the middle-aged man and the strange old man have both appeared in the strange car.

Tong Weiguo narrowed his eyes and didn't answer me immediately, but paused, and then said slowly: "It's hard to say this, but anyway, you remember, don't listen to anyone over there, especially an old man!" ”

When I heard him mention an old man on the other side of the old building, I naturally thought of the strange old man who lived in 302.

Thinking back to the scene last night, when I saw the strange old man in the minibus, I couldn't help but shudder.

After relieving myself, I whispered to Tong Weiguo, "Is that old man not human?" ”

Tong Weiguo stared at me, didn't speak, and lit a cigarette by himself.

But at this time, I was already a little sure in my heart: the strange old man must be a demon!

It's just that what is the connection between him and the female ghost Zhou Jue, and the minibus that appeared strangely at the fork in the deserted village at night? I can't figure it out.

"Bai Xiaodao, just remember what I said, whether it is auspicious or vicious, it is all up to your own life!" Tong Weiguo stood up and exhaled slowly.

Without waiting for me to say thank you, he left in a hurry.

Looks like there's something else to do.

When he left, seeing that it was still early, I sat alone on the bench and was stunned.

I hope that what Tong Weiguo said is right, and it won't harm me, otherwise going to the deserted village at night will be a dead end.

After thinking about it, I don't plan to tell Huang Wei about this matter, I'm afraid that he will tell my mother if he finds out, my mother's health is not good, and I don't want her to worry.

After calming down a bit, I took the car back to the dormitory.

In order to cope with the evening events, I prepared the necessary rice and incense candles in advance and secretly hid them outside.

Soon, night fell, and I went to the shop as usual, ready to get to work.

I only sat at the bar for a while, and I received a few orders.

I was busy until dinner, and Huang Wei said to me: "You can get off work after the last order is delivered today." ”

I looked at the time, it was just a quarter past ten o'clock, and I said, why did you get off work so early today?

Huang Wei hurriedly packed up and explained that he had something to go out today, so he got off the morning shift.

I thought in my heart that I happened to have something to do, so it would be convenient to avoid asking him for leave when I got it.

Subsequently, Huang Wei took out two lunch boxes from the back kitchen and packed them, handed them to me, and said that they would be sent to the old building 302.

When I took the box, my heart was a mess.

Ever since I saw the strange old man on the minibus, coupled with Tong Weiguo's words, I have always thought that the strange old man is a demon.

Now, if I want to bring him food, wouldn't it be a matter of a sheep's mouth?

Seeing that I was stunned, Huang Wei asked, what's going on?

I came back to my senses, smiled, pretended to be calm and shook my head and said, it's okay.

Then, he went out hard, and Huang Wei couldn't let Huang Wei know about this matter!

On the way I reassured myself that maybe things wouldn't be that bad.

Even if the old man is a bad ghost, but if I still have the knife my grandfather gave me to protect me, he will definitely have nothing to do with me.

I thought wildly, and after ten minutes, I was under the old building.

After parking the car, I hesitated for a moment, but still had the courage to go up to the third floor.

If you don't even dare to go up the building at this time, where will you have the courage to go to the deserted village alone at night?

I said in my heart, anyway, it should be to train myself.

"Pedal pedal pedal..."

I stepped up the stairs step by step, my heartbeat starting to increase with the sound of footsteps, and it was very quiet.

The whole corridor is dark and dark, and the voice-activated lights shine on the stairs, and the whole road is like a layer of butter.

When I came to the outside of 302, the strange old man was already standing by the doorway like a piece of black wood, apparently waiting for me.

Seeing this dark and blackened figure again, my whole person was immediately panicked to the extreme, and the hand holding the lunch box began to tremble unconsciously.

"What are you doing in a daze, you should bring it!"

The strange old man shouted, and walked over and snatched the lunch box from my hand.

"Have you read the newspaper? Why don't you go yet? ”

Then, he asked me coldly.

At this time, I didn't dare to take a breath, but stared at him in great horror, for fear that he would suddenly reach out and grab me in the face.

The atmosphere suddenly became oppressive, and I raised my throat and eyes, still silently stunned in place.

Seeing that I still didn't react, the old man immediately took out a few banknotes from his body and handed them to me, and said in a somewhat weak tone: "Alas, forget it, young man, in short, listen to my advice, that place can't go!" It's too late to leave! ”

Then there was a soft thud, and the door slammed shut.

I was relieved, and hurriedly turned around and ran downstairs. Fortunately, it was safe and sound.

On the way back, I pondered over and over what the strange old man had said, and it was clear that he had something to say.

But think about it carefully, his trick is obviously to take the opportunity to deliberately confuse me, Tong Weiguo reminded him before, don't listen to what people here say, if I believe it, it will really confuse the ghost.

Back in the store, Huang Wei had already left, leaving Granny Yu alone.

Seeing me come back, Granny Yu babbled a few times. I walked over and saw her holding a blank piece of paper in her hand and shaking it at me.

Looks like he's going to show me something.

I was a little baffled, but I still took the blank paper in Granny Yu's hand and opened it to take a look.

I saw that the white paper was still the same thing she had drawn that day: a distorted "Lu" character, and on the side was a kitchen knife and two strange-shaped people.

I wondered, what did this Granny Yu want to say to me? But no one can understand these things she painted.

I had to shake my head at her, saying I couldn't understand it.

Because I was worried about the events of the evening, I put away the white paper, put it on my body, and then said to Granny Yu, and turned to leave.

Time flies.

It was close to twelve o'clock in the morning, and I sneaked out of the door, got on the car and went straight to the fork in the deserted village.

According to Tong Weiguo's words, you must enter after twelve o'clock, so I stopped for a while on the road.

It was almost dark at night in this part of the deserted village, and I squatted at the fork in the road and puffed up my breath for a long time, until 12:05 before I began to take my things and slowly walked inside.

In the hazy night, the surroundings are unusually quiet. On the grassy path, a few foraging night frogs jump out from time to time.

I fearfully flashed my flashlight, not daring to relax in the slightest, and walked along the road that I could still see faintly.

After a while, when I came to the entrance of the village, a few old houses faintly appeared in the distance.

There is only one path in and out of here, and it is surrounded by abandoned paddy fields. I stood at the edge of the village entrance and shone a flashlight on an old house in front of me.

It looks like no one has lived in it for some years, and there are cracks in the walls in several places. Some of the doors were closed, some were half-hidden, and the surroundings were covered with thick dust mixed with messy spider silk.

I clubbed for a while, looking for my way into the village, and wanted to go around to the back of the village.

Because according to Tong Weiguo, it is necessary to put upside down rice in front of a wooden building hung with red cloth at the back of the village, light incense and candles and kneel quietly.

However, I had only moved a few steps when suddenly there was a sudden sound of "dingdingding" from an old house next to me.

Hearing this strange movement, I was taken aback, and then my face changed dramatically: listening to this sound, it was obviously someone knocking on something in the house!