I saw that the driver's expression was wrong, and I wanted to say something, but the driver's voice was strange.

"It's the old town, and no one lives there except for some aborigines with leg problems."

"The house is in tatters, it can be said that it is a slum, and it is also more chaotic, little girl, I see your dress, the family does not look poor, what are you going to do there?"

I frowned, Yu Gong's family actually lived there, and I glanced at the address in my hand.

Although I was born and raised in a local area, I really haven't heard of that place, and probably because of my family conditions and living conditions, no one around has ever touched the old town, so I haven't paid close attention to it.

I heard the dissuasion from my uncle's words, maybe the old town is really not as safe as here, and I think that if it is not a particularly important thing for a girl's house, it is better not to go there.

"Uncle, I live there with an old family, and I'm going to visit his family on his behalf."

The old man here naturally does not mean a friend.

Uncle Driver didn't seem to have thought of the meaning of "deceased", and when he heard my words, his eyes looked in the rearview mirror again, and then he sighed, as if compromised.

"Pay more attention to safety."

I looked at the pervert and felt a little moved. In fact, there are still a lot of good strangers in life.

Too much had happened around me lately, like a sudden storm in the sea, so fast and fierce that it engulfed me head-on, and before I could react, the feeling of suffocation had robbed me of all my senses.

An Yu and Situ Jing's matter has not yet been settled again, and An Ze and they are going to 402 tonight, and it is still a mystery whether they can succeed.

Now the curse of Yu Gong's house has become a shackle in my heart.

The pervert let me lean into his arms with his hands around my shoulders.

The car sped along some remote paths, and the ground was no longer asphalt, but the kind of gravel path in the countryside, and the road was narrow enough for one car to pass through.

The driver's uncle didn't leave me at the intersection because of the bad road, he still sent me to the entrance of the old town.

The old town, which is made up of old houses, can really be called a "slum", and many of the houses look as if they have been scraped off by something, revealing crimson bricks.

The windows look like they were in the same style as the last century, and several of the houses were sloping, even the roofs were broken, and the triangular roofs made of bricks had collapsed.

It seems that if the wind is stronger, the whole roof will be lifted!

Before leaving, the driver's uncle kindly told me to go back early, because this place is relatively remote, and most people will not take a taxi to come here, and once it is late, it is not easy to get a taxi here.

Even if you use a ride-hailing app, people won't necessarily come here to take the order.

Uncle's intentions made me feel very warm, and slightly dispelled what had happened around me in recent days.

I walked side by side with the pervert towards the old town, and sure enough, as the driver said, the sanitation problem here is not at all as good as that of the prosperous city, and many children in dirty clothes squatted in the corner, playing with stones.

Before passing a very low hut, I saw an open door, and a foul smell wafted from it, which directly stimulated my sense of smell and made my stomach churn, and the sour liquid churned directly from my stomach and almost squirted out of my mouth.

I clutched my chest, the pervert was silent, I don't know if he couldn't smell it, or if he was full of concentration, I couldn't hold it anyway.

I laughed dryly, and said with a little disgust: "It's even more violent than when I'm in a place where Yin Qi is heavy." ”

The pervert helped me briskly away from the little dark house.

When I saw the food-like stuff in those chemical tin buckets, I guessed something.

The little black house that wafted from the disgusting smell of death was probably a black workshop.

Also, it is impossible for black workshops to open in the downtown area, and in order to hide people's eyes, this kind of old town has naturally become the best place for them to make illegal profits.

I covered my mouth for a long time, and the pervert held my shoulders and kept an eye on my state.

"If you don't feel well, do you want to spit it out?"

I waved my hand, suppressed the nausea, and gave him a stiff smile.

"It's fine, as long as you don't smell it."

Originally, I was still very resistant to pungent smells, so I didn't vomit when I smelled it.

Perhaps, pregnancy still accounts for a large possibility, and I can't stand these unpleasant smells.

I was holding my mobile phone, which recorded Yu Gong's address.

When I found my destination by the green house number, I was shocked by the dilapidated houses in front of me.

The wooden door was crumbling, as if it could be kicked down with a slight kick of the foot, and the house as a whole was probably worse than some of the thatched huts in the countryside, with a spittoon and some toilets that needed to be cleaned by hand.

It's a depression here, it's already the 21st century, and I never imagined that there would be such a poor and backward place in the area where I grew up.

I can only say that I am really in the midst of blessings, as some elders say, sometimes I really "don't know the blessings".

Before I could knock on the door, an old man with gray hair opened the wooden door.

Crunch –

There was a gut-wrenching sound, and I distinctly noticed that some sawdust fell from the door the moment it opened.

The old man has already lost his head, only a circle of gray short hair can be seen around his head, his sideburns are all white, and in those sick eyes, the light of vitality that only living people have is like a candle in the wind, which will be extinguished at any time.

The withered old hand, only a layer of old skin, gray face, full of wrinkles and age spots, the moment he saw me, the weak body was obviously shocked, and asked vigilantly: "Who are you?" ”

His voice was hoarse, low, and he gasped violently, not knowing if it was due to tension or because of the curse.

As he spoke, he cautiously looked around, and when he realized that I was the only one who came, I relaxed my heart a little, and my tone was no longer so harsh.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? ”

Even the words softened a lot.

I was about to speak, but my voice was stuck in my throat.

The one in front of him should be Yu Gong's old father, but looking at his expression, there is only vigilance, and there is no sadness and grief.

Could it be that he still doesn't know about Yu Gong?

So how do I say I want to come from? If you really want to help their family, then you must tell this old man about the work.

He was the only one in the family who was lucky enough to escape the curse, but died on the construction site.

Speaking of which, I am afraid his father will not be able to bear this kind of grief!

I hesitated for a while, and the old man didn't seem to want to wait for me to speak, so he coughed violently twice, and was about to close the door, when I hurriedly spoke.

"Grandpa! Wait a minute, I'm ...... I'm a friend of Uncle Yu. ”

The old man stopped closing the door and looked at me suspiciously.

"Xiaofu's friend? Just because my old man is not in good health doesn't mean that he is stupid! If you're here to collect a debt, I'll call the police right away! You...... Believe it or not! Don't fool me with these tricks! ”

He looked like he didn't believe it, his temper suddenly became excited, and he took out an old PHS mobile phone from his tattered pants pocket in a panic, and was about to make a call with trembling hands.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, I hurriedly explained, "I'm not here to collect debts!" I'm really a friend of Uncle Yu. ”

"Grandpa, something happened to Uncle Yu!"

If I don't make things clear, I'm afraid I won't be able to enter this dilapidated house before I can get into this shabby house, and I will be taken away by the police.

It was these words that made the old man's movements stop all at once, and he slowly turned his neck and looked at me, his chaotic eyes shrouded in a desperate darkness.

"What do you say...... What are you talking nonsense about, you girl! ”

"Old man, ......"

Just as he was about to confront me, suddenly, a weak voice came from the room.

There is also an old man at home!

As soon as I heard the voice, I knew that it must be Yu Gong's old mother in the back room.

It's just that her voice, as if coming from the underworld, is ethereal and weak, and it feels like a dark hand will pull her into the underworld at any moment.

This is the voice of words that only the dying can have, and it reaches my ears at this moment, and makes my heart feel even more desolate and sad.

The old man seemed to hear his wife's cry, so he didn't go in immediately, but stood at the door and raised his volume inside.

"Old woman, there's a guest, don't worry, rest well, I'll just come to receive you."

After saying that, he immediately raised his foot and stepped out of the slightly higher doorrail to close the door.

He covered his chest with his wizened hands, and couldn't help coughing twice, and his fat was like he was about to fail, and he kept whistling hysterically.

The sound of snorting is really worrying to listen to.

"Girl, I don't care what you say, you leave me ......"

I know that he doesn't want his wife to hear about Yu Gong, but I really want to help his family this time.

I didn't care if Yu Gong's old father believed it or not, I still told him what I knew.

To add credibility, I also showed him the news posted on my phone.

"I'm not here for money, I'm here to help Uncle Yu and your family."

I turned my head to look at the pervert, looked at the old man very solemnly, and said.

After listening to what I said and reading the content of the news, Yu Lao was expressionless, but I saw all the extreme sadness and despair in his eyes.

His skinny legs trembled, and he was about to lose his footing, and he sat down on the ground, so I quickly helped him.

After a while, his voice trembled, his old tears were full of tears, his hand grabbed my arm, and asked in disbelief, "Why, why are you helping us?" We are not related, why? ”

"Is there any salvation for our family? What to save?! ”

He spread out his hands and covered his face.