Chapter 67: A Sniper
Liujiagou.
The sound of the raindrops falling in the dark night, the torrential rain, is like a concerto of death.
The courtyard is the kind of farmhouse courtyard unique to the northwest countryside, the hall is to the right, the kitchen is the kitchen, the north room, the gate, the toilet, the garden, the south room, the corner house, just formed an irregular square, the middle is not too small cement yard, the southeast corner is a well, and the middle is a protruding ashlar that symbolizes the land.
The headlights on the door beams of the hall are lit, and they are 100W bulbs, and the heavy rain is like a curtain against the pale yellow light.
The water in the yard rushed to the drain, and the wooden gate was open.
Bang.
In the sky, thunder exploded.
The taciturn middle-aged man, nicknamed "honest man" by the villagers, was sitting on the threshold of the hall smoking at the moment. If you look closely, you will find that his smoking movements are extremely regular, smoking every two seconds, no more, no less. With each puff of cigarette, the right hand that adds the cigarette is placed on the thigh, held for two seconds, and then takes a second puff.
"Chen Baohua?" Outside the gate, a man in black walked in, and stopped when he walked to the middle of the courtyard. He has a hideous scar on the left side of his face, and his gaze is resolute.
"It's a guest from afar, drink tea." Chen Baohua said, "Maybe you can't get used to it, the boiled tea, our unique canned tea, is a little bitter, if you don't add a little sugar, it won't be bitter, it's better than the brewed tea." ”
White Horse Tanhua Aaron. There are not as many murders as the angry Buddha Chen Xiaohua, but he is a more terrifying person than Chen Xiaohua.
"Your son provoked someone who can't be provoked, and someone bought your life."
"Well, I'll teach him a lesson when he comes back." Chen Baohua threw the cigarette butt into the small gardens on both sides of the hall and made a "bang" sound.
Suddenly, Aron was covered with a piece of iron, for it was not really a knife, but a piece of iron, with two pieces of wood tied to the handle.
This is the knife of the white horse Tanhua Aaron.
Chen Baohua said calmly: "If you don't drink tea, forget it." ”
Chen Baohua, an "honest man", did not feel a trace of fear, but stood up, 1.8 meters tall, looking very thin, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a person who often works in the field.
Ah Long walked up the steps and approached Chen Baohua, he couldn't figure out how a rural man could be so calm. His brows furrowed slightly, and he suddenly saw a line of words on the concrete floor: "Return to nature." ”
He seemed to have heard this sentence somewhere, and there should be a previous sentence, but he didn't remember anything.
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The car finally arrived at the entrance of the village, and the road in the village was very narrow, and the car could not drive in.
Liu Haoran pushed the car door and ran home desperately.
"Daddy, you must not have an accident." Liu Haoran prayed in his heart that although he didn't like that taciturn man since he was a child, he would never allow anyone to bully him.
In his memory, the man didn't seem to have said anything other than telling him to endure everything. When I was in school, the man told himself again and again not to cause trouble.
Because they are poor, no one can afford to mess with them.
To be honest, he blames the weak man in his heart, always punishes him when something happens, even if he fights with other classmates, he never stands on his side, always apologizes submissively, and always blames him regardless of right or wrong.
Yes, he was angry, angry all the time.
However, he would never allow anything to happen to that man, and he didn't want to lose his father.
He has been a motherless child since he was a child, and since he was a child, he longed for someone to care about him, because that man never cared about him, never.
"Liu Baohua, if you die, I will never forgive you."
"It's like a mad dog."
Fang Yi, who came from behind, looked at the back and said lightly.
"Master." Murong Xue hurriedly chased after her, no matter who died, she would not allow Liu Haoran to die. Not to mention that all her future is pinned on Liu Haoran, the key is that she found that she really liked Liu Haoran.
It's fast, it's fast.
It's almost home.
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Lying in the rainstorm, Aaron had his "knife" stuck in his neck, and finally remembered that the last line of the poem was "long in the cage".
Tao Yuanming's poems.
Blood and rain melted together, and the rain was filled with the smell of blood.
"Ahh
Goo-dong.
Blood came out again.
Aaron wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.
"A name is just a code name." Chen Baohua seemed to know what Aaron was going to say, "If you want to know······ I remember that I used to have a name, it seemed to be Ximenhua. ”
Champion Lang Ximen Hua!
A wry smile appeared in Aaron's gradually spreading eyes, he had been looking for Zhuangyuanlang, but he didn't expect it to end like this.
The rain was heavier, but the thunder gradually dissipated, and the wind was a little cold, with a bloody smell.
There's never a chance to find my sister again, right?
"Dad, Mom, I'm sorry, I still can't get my sister back."
Aaron hallucinated, he seemed to be back when he was seven years old, and he had walked a long, long way with his sister on his back, and it seemed to be raining, but not very much.
"Brother, brother."
"What?"
"I'm hungry."
"I'm hungry too, let's be hungry together."
"Brother, brother."
"What's wrong again?"
"I'm cold."
"It's okay, my brother is cold with you."
When he finally found a place to shelter from the rain, he asked his sister to wait there and find something to eat himself.
When he finally saw a bakery, he grabbed a piece of bread and ran away, taking advantage of the clerk's inattention.
"Someone stole bread." Another clerk shouted.
The clerk chased after him, and it took two streets to catch up with the dirty little boy.
"I beg you, give me bread, my sister hasn't eaten for a day." The little boy clung to the bread and let his fists and feet hit him.
In fact, he himself hadn't eaten for two days.
"Slot." The clerk snorted and said in disgust, "Get out." ”
The little boy ran to the bridge in ecstasy, but did not see his sister.
So, it was never found again.
I've been looking for it.,My sister seems to have never appeared.。
So, he began to hate the world, began to kill people, and was killed by others.
Fortunately, his life was relatively hard, probably because it was so bad that God didn't bother to accept it, so he survived.
Hakuba Tanhua's pupils spread completely.
Aron is dead.
The honest man stood under the eaves, glanced at the courtyard, then closed the gate and left the small farm yard where he had lived for twenty years.
"Wang Yue, the time of twenty years is up." Chen Baohua said to himself.
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Liu Haoran finally arrived, pushed open the gate, and there was a corpse lying in the courtyard.
"Daddy."
Liu Haoran pounced, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, and the mouthful of blood finally failed to suppress it, and he fainted in the torrential rain.
"Master."
Murong Xue hugged Liu Haoran like crazy, her heart ached, and her red tears dripped on the ground and turned into red pearls.
Ghost tears.
Legend has it that ghosts don't cry, and every time they cry, their soul power will weaken by one point, and their tears will turn into red pearls. When you cry no more, the ghost will die.
The clothes on Murong Xue's body became bright red and dazzling again, and she continued to use her ghost power to help Liu Haoran recover.
"Daddy." Liu Haoran slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were gloomy.
Fang Yi, who came in at the end, glanced at the corpse lying in the rain, and whispered in Liu Haoran's ear: "It's not your father who died, it's Aaron." ”
"What?"
Liu Haoran sat up suddenly, only to realize that the corpse was really not his father.
"Where's my dad?"
Fang Yi pointed to a line of words on the door of the hall: "There." ”
I saw a line of words written on the door of the hall - "Wang Yue, the twenty-year deadline has expired." ”
It's Daddy's handwriting, but what does that mean?
Liu Haoran looked at the dark sky in confusion.
Who is Wang Yue? What is the twenty-year period?