The old lady's outstretched arms froze there all the time, and this unusual behavior made the fat man subconsciously take a step back.

"Who are you?"

"Don't you know me?"

The fat man shook his head.

The old lady's withered face looked particularly hideous at this time, and she continued weakly: "If you don't know, you won't know!" Let me tell you, sir, he's angry! I'm so angry! He's waiting for you over there, asking you to understand! ”

Master?

Over there?

"Which side?" The fat man wondered.

Suddenly, the old lady's other arm also stretched forward, stretched her arms forward, stood up silently and stiffly, and jumped two steps off the ground in the direction of the fat man!

The fat man was stunned.

This isn't the fucking zombie in "Plants vs. Zombies", what the hell is it! The fat man thought about it, only to feel a piece of white sweat on his back!

"What are you going to do? Don't come here! ”

The fat man retreated again and again, and inadvertently held the cake in his hand, "Smack!" The ground fell to the ground with a thud.

"My lord has been thinking about you over there! Tell me to come and see you! ”

Less than two seconds apart, the fat man heard another voice, "And me!" I've been remembering you, too! ”

The fat man noticed that the voice seemed to be different from the old voice just now.

Who's talking?

The fat man held his ears, and it was another woman's voice, thin and pointed, not at all like it came out of the mouth of this old woman.

"Who the hell are you?" The fat man visibly felt his heart beating faster, and he asked in a low voice.

"Zhou Gongzi! Didn't you keep asking me to find you! ”

The fat man was stunned for a moment, it's Zhou again! This is the third time that the surname Zhou has appeared!

Could it be that in his previous life, he was really Zhou Xuan, the righteous brother of the Meng family?

"Old lady, what did you just call me?"

"I didn't call you anything!"

This time, the voice reverted to that of an old man, and different voices staggered, as if the old lady was singing a double reed alone. She also beckoned to the fat man, who saw that she was wearing a large jade ring on her finger!

"Let me tell you, sir, he's waiting for you!"

The fat man struggled to keep himself calm.

"Don't go any further, you can't be delirious, are you? I was just passing by here, and I felt pitiful to see you old lady gnawing on tree bark and eating it! Kind to give you meatloaf! What nonsense are you talking to me! ”

The fat man stretched out his hand and made a stop gesture to the old lady, and looked around sideways, but it was surprisingly quiet and no one else could be seen.

"The master wants you to pass!"

The old lady's voice was so soft that she didn't jump forward any further, and poked into the ground like a stake, and as she spoke, the corners of her eyes and mouth stretched out evenly with a few deep wrinkles.

"This old man you are talking about, where is he?"

The old lady pointed with her fingers pointing downward.

This small action instantly made the fat man's soul fly away, and his legs trembled.

"Big lady! I'm not the one you're looking for! Not really! Uncle knows underground, if you send a message to him, just say that he is wrong! I'll burn him incense! Don't let me go! ”

The fat man was so nervous that he couldn't speak incoherently.

"What do you call me? Ma'am? ”

Another voice came, and the fat man was also confused, listening to that voice, it would definitely not be from the old lady in front of him!

The fat man looked around in shock, and finally determined that the voice was still from the old lady.

"Who are you?"

"Zhou Gongzi! Don't forget, besides the master, there is also me! ”

Before the words fell, the old lady opened her mouth and spit out a puff of black gas, which was stuffy and smelly! The fat man choked back a few steps, almost not sitting on the ground. This smell is familiar to the fat man, he once smelled it on the mountain of old Mokou'er, Lin Chen told him.

This is corpse gas.

This cold corpse qi struck, which caught the fat man off guard, choking his throat and eyes dry, he retched twice, and his chest was even more surging with blood. Looking up again, the old lady's arms stretched forward, her arms were getting longer and longer, and black blood was oozing outward from her ten fingers, flowing all over the ground, and her whole body seemed to be melting rapidly, and the smell of rancid was unpleasant.

I'm a mother!

The fat man was so frightened that he was shaking like chaff, and he didn't know what the bag of meatloaf in his hand was

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When he also fell to the ground, he couldn't care about it, turned around and ran back desperately, only to hear a whining sound behind him, and he couldn't hear whether it was crying or laughter.

The fat man knew that she was a ghost and had come to kill him!

It's horrible!

The fat man didn't know how he had rushed all the way back to the shed. All he remembered was that he had lost one of his shoes, that something had hurt on his foot, that he had fallen, that he had fallen into the mud, that he had broken his knee, but that he had not been caught by the old lady.

The fat man closed the door and took off his coat, and the horror made him tremble all over his body and drench himself in a cold sweat. He pulled out a gray-black fat old overalls and put it on his body haphazardly, lay down on the bed, pulled the quilt, held the pillow in his arms, and wrapped himself tightly from head to toe like fruit candy, but he still trembled uncontrollably.

After a long time, he gradually calmed down.

He wanted to hang up the phone for Lin Chen and Ye Jiangchuan, so he got out of the quilt and dialed the number with his mobile phone, but the mobile phone was shut down due to arrears.

The wind blew the door and made a "pop" sound, and the fat man got out of bed in a tangle, pressed the door against the table, and got back into the quilt, wrapping himself tighter. But he could still feel that his body was still trembling, from head to toe, from foot to head, as if he was trembling for a while.

Hallucination?

Sleepwalking?

Neither!

This time, I really saw something I shouldn't have seen!

This weird old lady actually said that his surname was Zhou!

But the voice was clearly a young woman's voice!

Anyway, this is the third time it has appeared! Could it be that his previous life was really Zhou Xuan?

"Bell-" On the small wooden table next to the bed, the small round alarm clock suddenly rang, and the sound was particularly harsh.

The fat man had to get out of the quilt again, and stretched out his hand to press the alarm clock.

The body was a lot warmer, and the fat man simply sat up, hugged the quilt and leaned on the head of the bed for a while. The figure of the old lady gnawing on the bark of a tree kept swirling in the fat man's mind for a moment. His eyes were glued to the door of the shed, and he always felt that someone would rush in and kill him when he was not aware of it, just like Xu Aqi and Yang Yuanshan.

There was no movement at the door, and no one entered.

The space was too dark, the fat man turned on the small table lamp, and the space outside the lampshade was pitch black.

In the large space, there was only a log table, a wooden stool, and the bed under the fat man, which was very hard and was placed alone in the middle. This small shed was idle because of some water leaks, and the fat man was tired of many workers muttering about the environment together, and wanted to be quiet, so he took the initiative to ask to move in.

At this moment, loneliness and fear hit him, and he regretted his decision to live here alone. Now, he must calmly clear his thoughts. The six-fingered woman in black, the old lady gnawing on the bark, Zhou Xuan, and the painting filled his brain with words that seemed to have some kind of inevitable connection with him.

I don't know how long it took, but the fat man heard the gurgling sound of his stomach, and thought that he should still have some food, so he flew out of bed. The fat man pulled out a plastic bag from the suitcase under the bed, which contained a small snack he had bought a few days earlier. The fat man is delicious, and he always likes to prepare some snacks or something, which has become his habit. He also once attributed the reason for his "fatness" to this, but the habit has long been formed, and the ban cannot be forbidden, so the fat man will go with the flow, and when he sees something delicious, he still buys it.

Found a small snack, really made him a little happy, the fat man took out a piece and was about to put it in his mouth, but found that his hand was sticky, and when he took the snack to the lamp, there was already a layer of black hair on it, which looked disgusting, and then looked at the bag, the same inside.

It broke so quickly!

The fat man regretfully threw the snack back, found a towel and wiped his hands.

Find another towel!

Suddenly, a thought popped into the fat man's mind.

This thought did not allow the fat man to ponder, and the fat man did not think much about it, so he took off the towel that hung on the bed frame to wash his feet.

Tie these two towels together and tie them in a dead knot!

Another thought.

The fat man did it.

Look up and see the beam above? Hang it on and tie it in a dead knot!

The fat man looked up

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, The shed is supported by aluminum alloy shelves, and there is an aluminum alloy beam above his head, he reached out and tried it, there was still some distance in height, he frowned, and did not move in place.

Isn't there a wooden stool?

A thought arises.

Oh, yes! You can put on a stool, and you can reach it by stepping on the stool! The fat man slapped his head, why are he so stupid!

Soon, the fat man moved the wooden stool over and stepped on it carefully.

Put that tied towel on the beam and tie it in a dead knot!

This is not difficult, the fat man will do it with three strokes and five divided by two, and he will also appreciate the beautiful knot he tied with great interest.

"Is it fun?" The fat man seemed to be asking himself.

"It's fun!" The fat man nodded in satisfaction.

It's even more fun to get your head into that towel cover and kick off the wooden stool underneath!

Another thought struck.

The fat man looked up and saw the towel cover hanging from the beam, and the wind blowing from nowhere made it reverberate.

He was on tiptoe, and was about to put his head in, but he didn't stand on his feet, and the stool shook suddenly, and his body shook violently, and he almost fell off the stool.

"So stupid! A sucker! Not even to die! ”

What was that?

Who's talking?

Die?

The fat man seemed to hear something, and he leaned on the head of the bed, and looked up at the towel-made hanging ring on his head, which was still shaking slightly, and frightened a spirit fell from the stool. This fall, the fat man's head hit the head of the bed hard, his head hurt, he was dizzy, he gasped, touched his head with his hand, fortunately, there was no blood.

What's wrong with me?

The collision brought him back to his senses, and he pinched his temples with the tips of his fingers, took a deep breath, and looked up in horror at the still shaking hanging rope made of towels.

What's wrong with me!

How could I have ended up with such a terrible hanging rope and hung it up?

The fat man got up, squatted in the corner, held his head in his hands, and talked to himself indiscriminately.

Isn't that funny?

What's wrong with you?

How could such a terrible act be made?

Although I have a hard life, although it is not easy, I am still very happy! I'm still young, I have lovely children, and I have a wife! has strength, has hands, and can earn more money, and when he has money, he will buy a house like those rich people, and take his wife and children over, take over, take over

I never thought of dying, I didn't want to do it at all! Don't want to!

There is no reason to commit suicide!

A thought arose in the fat man's mind: it was fun to put your head into the circle and kick off the stool!

"Interesting? No! Not at all! I never thought there was anything interesting about kicking a stool, and I'm not a three-year-old, so I'm not interested in this kind of trick at all! Besides, I'm so fat and so heavy, the rope will hurt me! ”

The fat man responded to the thought.

It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all, it's gone all at once! If you don't believe it, you can try it! How will you know if you don't try?

The fat man struggled to stay awake.

"Try? No! I can't! In that case, I'll die! I don't want to die! ”

The fat man's head shook like a rattle. He roared madly into the air:

"Where are you? Who are you? Why should I die? ”

The fat man's anger did not get a trace of response, everything seemed to be calm, the fat man looked around, the table was still the table, the bed was still the bed, the messy was the result of his own tossing, the stool was moved by himself, and the hanging rope made of towels on the beam was also hung by himself.

How could I have such a strange thought!

The thought nearly killed him.

Terrible!

He himself could have thought of doing it almost a little bit, the word that sounded chilling him, "Hang yourself!" ”

No!

While he was still awake, he couldn't stay alone anymore, he couldn't be here anymore, get out of here quickly, the fat man held on to the wall, looked at his watch, it was not too late, he decided to go directly to the apartment in the back to find Lin Chen.

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