Ganu ran out again, this time in a particularly exaggerated way, and it took five days.

The people in the village went out several times but failed to find him, and gradually some people said that Ganu must be more than lucky, and the desert is full of dangers, and the child is not sure where to be buried.

Xiao Hai's mood was very low, and he kept blaming himself, feeling that if he hadn't been angry with Ganu, this kid wouldn't have run out.

Da Lei stood at the door, looking at Xiaohai's sad back, and didn't know what to say.

After Xiaohai sent Ganu to the patriarch's house that day, Ganu was still playing with his temper, and Xiaohai was also a little unhappy, thinking that the little kid was lawless, and he couldn't say anything wrong, so he turned around and was about to leave. Seeing this, Canu babbled and shouted, but he didn't say a serious word, Xiaohai was very impatient, and left without paying much attention to him, and then heard the news of Canu's escape the next day. He didn't pay attention to it, but as the days passed, the child was really gone.

Da Lei looked up at the gray sky, as if a huge stone was pressing on him, and he was so tired that he couldn't breathe.

"Brother." Xiao Hai suddenly spoke: "I think about it." ”

"What do you have in mind?"

"I'm leaving the village and going to find Canu."

Da Lei was stunned, before his head could react, Xiao Hai had already stood up, patted his leg, and said: "This kid ran out of the village because of me, if he has three long and two short, my conscience will not be able to live for the rest of my life, as the saying goes, you have to see people in life, and you have to see corpses in death." I have to find him. ”

"Hai..." Da Lei finally reacted, but his tone was still a little flustered, he was overwhelmed by Xiao Hai's sudden sentence, he said: "Brother has no objection to you going out, but now the curse of the tomb owner has not been broken, and the desert is full of dangers, you are not prepared at all, don't encounter anything when you go out..."

"That's why I'm more at ease! Brother, I'm so sorry! In the past few days, as soon as I closed my eyes, I saw the bloody corpse of Ganu lying in a barren sand, and the two big eyes were still looking at me with tears.... I... I'm really going crazy! ”

"Alas... I know you're feeling bad, but... But you don't need to feel guilty! Da Lei said: "It's not the first time this kid has run out, and besides, the whole village doesn't want to see him, so you are the best for him." To put it bluntly, if he can't think of running away because you scolded him, how did he survive before he met you?! The sixth said that the patriarch had whipped him with rattan! I haven't seen anything happen to Ganu either! ”

"No, no, no... You don't understand..."Xiao Hai shook his head and said, "Ganu once told me that the reason why he likes to run out of the village is because seeing people in the village come out to look for him makes him feel valued. But it was only for a moment, and when I returned to the village, I became a dispensable and disgusted person again... He was still a kid, but he knew everything. He said that I was different, that I was genuinely good to him, and that he had never run out of the village since he met me, because he knew that there was someone in the village who cared about him..... Brother, I am to him what you are to me. You are my role model, the person I have always respected, the presence of my father, brother and friend... And suddenly one day, I turned out to be such a person in other people's hearts... So since this man ran out of the village because of me, I have to get him back. ”

"And when are you coming back? Two days? Three days? ”

"Until you find it."

Da Lei didn't say anything, he didn't say anything about Poppy to Xiaohai, for fear that he wouldn't be able to bear it, and he wanted to see more of this person who was not related by blood but was his only relative before he died, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen. Maybe my life will be gone one day, and as a result.... Alas... That's fine, if Xiao Hai dies during the time he leaves, he won't be so painful, maybe the curse will be lifted, and he will walk out of the desert directly....

"Okay." Da Lei nodded.

"Brother....... Thank you. ”

"Thank you, if I can go out of the village, I will definitely go with you to find it." After a pause, Da Lei asked, "When are you leaving?" ”

"Tonight."

"Wait, let's leave tomorrow morning, I'll go to the patriarch's house and discuss with him if he can give you more water and rice. You go into the house and lie down, you won't be so comfortable after tomorrow morning. ”

The gray sky gradually turned dark blue, and the temperature dropped as usual.

When Da Lei went to the patriarch's house, it was almost dark, he stood at the door and knocked on the door twice, but no one answered, but the door was pushed by himself into a small crack.

Da Lei stretched out his hand and pushed again, and the door opened.

"Anyone? Lord Tiru? Da Lei shouted, and no one inside spoke.

Da Lei hesitated at the door for a while, but still went in.

There are more than 200 households, and the layout of the house is almost the same, one is an earthen kang and one is a broken table, which is gone.

The patriarch is not here, where can this old guy go in the middle of the night? Is it upstairs?

Da Lei glanced at the staircase around the corner, its outline looming in the darkness, full of mystery.

So what's upstairs?

"Lord Tiru?" Da Lei walked over, stretched out his head and shouted upstairs.

It was pitch black, and no one spoke.

Da Lei sat on the stairs, counting and waiting, time passed minute by minute, Da Lei was a little impatient, he sighed, he wanted to come back sooner, and Xiao Hai came directly to get water and rice with Xiaohai.

As soon as I got up, I heard a "squeak..."

The sound came from the stairs behind him, and it seemed to be the sound of someone stepping on the stairs.

Da Lei stiffened, didn't dare to look back, and asked, "Is it Lord Tilu?" ”

No one spoke, but it seemed that the person behind him was approaching Da Lei and blowing in his ear...

Damn it's a cool breeze! The eerie and cool air made Da Lei goosebumps all over his body!

"Lord Tiru, you ......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a burst of crazy laughter!

"Hee-hee-.......hee- Hee-he ”

"Who? Who's behind it?! Da Lei turned his head and saw a long rope tied to a human head, swaying in front of his eyes.

It's the fifth master.

His rotting face smelled of rot, and large patches of maggots surged in his eye sockets.

"Hee-he

"Ahh Da Lei screamed, his body fell backwards and slammed to the ground.

...... Pain!

Da Lei woke up in a daze, only to find that he was too sleepy and fell to the ground, just a dream.

This is the second time I have dreamed of the fifth master.

That weird laughter... Damn it! Da Lei's head is about to crack!

Da Lei looked around, and the patriarch was still nowhere to be seen in the empty room.

I wonder if this old guy is too old to support his body and faint upstairs, right?

After thinking about it for a while, Da Lei still decided to go upstairs.

"Squeak!" he stepped on, and the stairs wailed, like the last gasps of an old man before he died.

Da Lei walked up, it was a bit like an attic, very low and dark, and there were two candles on the wall flickering on and off.

Da Lei looked around, the airtight four walls, there were no two windows, how did the candle flame flicker?

Soon, he focused his attention on the mirror in the center of the attic.

He was all too familiar with this mirror, a gloomy golden silk nanmu mirror, and in the dim light, the edges of the contour of the vanity mirror exuded an eerie luster.

"This mirror has the magic of foreseeing the future."

Da Lei remembered what Sister Zhu said to him in a dream.

yes, I didn't have time to see myself in the mirror that time.

Thinking of this, Da Lei hurriedly walked over and bent down to look at himself in the mirror.

He was stunned, this time he actually saw Xiaohai!

Xiao Hai in the mirror seemed to be in a ruined temple, and under his feet were scattered human heads, these people's heads were swollen, blood red, and their facial features were already distorted.

Da Lei squinted his eyes and counted, a total of eight heads.

And Xiao Hai, he stood in the center, his eyes didn't know what he was staring at, stupidly, very confused.

"Xiaohai?" Da Lei beckoned to him in the mirror and shouted.

Xiao Hai didn't react, just thought about it and didn't move, but those eyes were intoxicated by it.

Soon Da Lei saw clearly that Xiao Hai was staring at the portrait on the wall.

That painting..... The portrait....! Da Lei has seen it in a dream! He had seen it in a dream!

In the dream, there was a man who also touched the portrait on the wall like this at home, and he didn't see the face of the painted person at that time, but he was dressed and touched the same posture!

Wait a minute... This man... The face of the man in this portrait..... This.... Doesn't this look like Senua?!

This.... This is another tomb owner!!

Sure enough, the woman in the portrait was full of big manzhu sawa blooming behind her, bright and blood-red, as if she was laughing hideously.

"Xiaohai?! Xiaohai! Da Lei shook the mirror desperately, eager to climb in directly, but to no avail, Xiao Hai didn't react at all.

In my memory, the man in the dream was also obsessed with looking at the portrait, and the next second he kissed the portrait frantically, indulging in it, but Da Lei could see clearly that the painting was poisonous, and a strange black fire poured into the person's body... Burning his internal organs......

Although he woke up from the dream later, if Da Lei was not wrong, the man in the dream would eventually become like the others on the ground, without a body, leaving only a huge head......

Da Lei remembered that the sixth child said that it was recorded in the book that when the two princesses died, the people of Loulan got a strange disease and died one after another......

This disease must have something to do with this painting.

Xiaohai in the mirror slowly stepped onto the altar and stroked the portrait...

Da Lei was so anxious that he couldn't speak, he actually looked at the place where Xiao Hai's finger touched the portrait, and there was a black fire burning!!!!

..... This... It's true!!

"Xiaohai!! Xiaohai, wake up!! Don't touch it! In a moment, his life will be gone!!!!! Da Lei roared and shook the mirror frantically.

Xiao Hai still didn't react, he took a deep breath, turned around, and kissed the lip of the woman in the portrait intoxicated.

"Sea! You bastard!! Animals are better at licking than you! Da Lei roared angrily and smashed his fist on the mirror.

quiescence

This time Xiaohai seemed to hear it, he was startled, fell off the altar, and landed his butt on a person's head.

"Bang!" There was a thud on the ground, and blood splattered everywhere.

"Click" "Click" "Click"

The mirror shattered into countless pieces, instantly reflecting the faces on countless portraits.

The bright red, cold face looked directly at Da Lei.

Da Lei shuddered suddenly and woke up.

It's a dream within a dream.

He sat on the stairs, as if he hadn't woken up from his dream.

"Awake?" Hoarse voice.

Da Lei was startled, raised his head, and the patriarch's cloudy eyes stared straight at him.

The expression is the same as that of the tomb owner in the dream.

"Hmm..."Da Lei nodded.

"Looking for me?"

"Ahh That... That Xiaohai is going to go out to find Ganu tomorrow, and I want to get him some more water and rice. ”

"Okay." The patriarch nodded: "The rice is on the table, I can't sleep, I just went to pick it." You take it, and I'll let Khan Meng send it to you tomorrow morning. ”

"Thank you." Da Lei thanked him in a low voice, and stood up slowly, he turned his head to look upstairs, it was pitch black, which made people full of curiosity.

"Anything else?"

"No.. Nope. Da Lei didn't know why, he was a little chilled, his recent dreams were too strange, as if he wanted to tell himself something, but he really didn't have a clue.

"That doesn't bother you." Da Lei nodded at him and took the bag of rice on the table.

"You can take this manbai too." The patriarch handed him a snow-white manbai, which he had just picked at a glance: "Your hand is injured and still bleeding." ”

Da Lei was startled, looked down at his hands, and sure enough, the meat had been turned out, and there were large and small broken glass ballasts on it.... Bright red blood, a fishy smell.