"Oh? The crossroads here are a bit desolate, which may be the reason for the special period in Changsha these days. ````”

Zhang Chen and Xiao Ni drove to the intersection of Xuefu Road and Daping Road, and except for a slightly more modern rural credit cooperative, the rest of the buildings were simple dilapidated bungalows. However, on one side of the street, there are a few small vendors, which seem to be the market where the incident once took place.

"Xiao Nirvana, let's go separate and inquire about the supernatural rumors here. It's still early, and the supernatural period starts at dusk, of course, it can't be ruled out that Liang Xue won't come early. It's better to keep an eye on things when investigating things, after all, we are in the light, and the other party is in the dark. ”

"Got it, master."

Xiao Nie and Zhang Chenbing are divided into two ways, and Zhang Chen is in charge of the most important market area, but today's market does not seem to have the atmosphere of 'rushing to the market' on weekdays. The number of vendors is only about 1/5 of the usual, and the vendors who have no customer flow and sit on the ground staring at the scorching sun are all dejected.

I'm afraid that the things that are placed in front of the vendors who are helpless to sit here are their only source of income, and if they can't sell them, they will have nothing to eat.

Zhang Chen searched for the vendors who seemed to have some experience, intending to extract some information from them. It's just that they bought a lot of things, but the vendors kept silent about the past at the crossroads, not answering "I don't know." The answer was, "I don't remember exactly." ”

"Mother-in-law, how did you sell this bottle?" Zhang Chen squatted in front of an old woman's stall with gray temples in the appearance of a traveler, and on the somewhat shabby rag stall there were glass bottles containing various villains. The workmanship looks exquisite.

"Ten dollars a piece, twenty dollars three. Boy, why don't you buy three? When the old woman saw the arrival of the guest, she got up and took a clean rag and wiped all the people in the dusty bottle in front of her.

"Then help me get these three, Zhang Chen picked three at random, but what he found out of his bag was a red hundred-yuan bill."

"Oh, boy, I don't have that much change."

"It's okay, mother-in-law, you can take it. Life is not easy. Didn't Grandpa Deng say that? The first rich drive the latter to become rich. And mother-in-law, your handicrafts are worth the money when they are brought to the market. However, by the way, I would like to ask my mother-in-law about one thing......"

Zhang Chen looked like a good student and praised him, and the old woman also smiled and slowly accepted the banknotes.

"I've been living here for a long time. As long as it's something nearby, there's very little I don't know. If you have any questions, just ask. ”

"Hmm...... I'm a college student here. Want to know about the rumors about this crossroads. Zhang Chen said slowly.

"Rumors?" In Zhang Chen's eyes, the old woman's complexion gradually changed.

"Yes, it's the rumor of the vendor whose daughter was abducted." Zhang Chen said with a smile.

The old woman ......was in a similar situation to the previous vendors. When this matter was touched, her attitude immediately changed, and the old woman even took out the 100 yuan hard fortress she had accepted before and returned it to Zhang Chen.

"Forget it, mother-in-law, since it's inconvenient to say it's fine. A hundred dollars is what you deserve, I'll go first. Zhang Chen didn't force the other party to leave slowly, but actually considered controlling the old woman's spirit.

"Ah, lad. Come and help me clean up my old bones, my house is in the dilapidated house in front, if you don't dislike it, you can go and sit down. ”

"Good Ratcha!"

With Zhang Chen's help, he quickly cleaned up the stall, and at the same time, followed the old man's steps to a dilapidated house near the end of the street.

As soon as he walked in the door, a smell of incense entered Zhang Chen's nasal cavity. In the hall of the humble room, there was a portrait of an old man, and a few incense sticks were inserted and burned in front of the portrait.

"This is my old man, just say hello."

Zhang Chen naturally bowed slightly to the old man's remains.

"Sit casually, on this hot day, drink the tea made of my old bones, which can cool off the heat, clear the fire and detoxify." The old woman quickly brought a cup of tea in the kitchen and handed it to Zhang Chen, not to mention that there was really a cooling feeling all over the body.

"I'm older, but my eyes are pretty good. Seeing that you have been constantly asking the merchants for news since the head of the market, this matter must be very important to you, but we dare not talk about it to outsiders, and we have our own reasons. My old man died because of this, hey! ”

"Actually...... As my mother-in-law thought, this matter was very important to me. ”

"Before I explain this to you, young man, I need to make sure that you are not a journalist or a journalist-like profession, right?"

"Mother-in-law, don't worry, I'm just a college student, and I will never go out and talk nonsense about this matter."

Looking at Zhang Chen's sincere gaze, the old man nodded.

"Actually, I guess the rumors you heard here are all told by some newspapers or outsiders, if you guess correctly, you should have heard the rumor that a female street vendor was crushed to death because her daughter was abducted and tried to find her."

Zhang Chen nodded.

"At that time, because there were a lot of deaths here, the government put pressure to know the truth of the matter, and at that time, we were all afraid that telling the truth would invite 'dirty things', so at that time, we all made up a lie together to replace the facts."

"Actually, the one who wanders around this place is a 'female madman'!"

"Woohoo!" When the words 'female madwoman' came out of the old woman's mouth in a strange tone, the old man's portrait in the hall suddenly shook from side to side and fell to the ground suddenly.

The old woman seemed to have already played the cards in her heart, and for this scene she just turned around and picked up the glass shards on the ground one by one and returned to her original position.

"Mother-in-law, if it's troublesome, it doesn't matter if you don't say it."

"I'm a half-buried person in the ground, what's not to say, my old man was like this when he was alive, he always had to take care of me first, and then think about himself. I didn't expect that after I left now, it still hasn't changed at all. When the old woman spoke of her husband, her eyes inevitably showed nostalgia and sadness.

"The neighbors who live at the crossroads have been mentally suppressed for a long time because of this 'female madman', and everyone's life is very difficult."

"I also learned about it from my mother. In fact, at the beginning of the fight, there was only this female madman, and there was no daughter at all. ”

"That's ......," Zhang Chen frowned and listened carefully to the old woman's story.

However, it was true that the first madwoman was a merchant here, and every day she guarded her little stall alone from the countryside with a pile of handicrafts that she had knitted by herself, without saying a word. Even if the neighbors in the neighborhood took the initiative to talk to her, the conversation between the two would not exceed three sentences. ”

"Until one day, my mother didn't even see her when she was setting up a stall, after all, everyone didn't know each other, and no one asked more. Three days later, the madwoman had not been to the market either, when her stall had been taken over by a new vendor. ”

"Who knows, a week later. A ragged, unkempt woman came to the market early in the morning, and although there were some stains on her face, everyone recognized the madwoman at once. ”

"My mother told me that the madwoman seemed to have suffered some great mental blow. Walking on the road, he kept biting his dirty hair with his mouth. Later, when she came to her former shop, she immediately quarreled with the vendor who occupied the place, and even found a bloody dagger out of nowhere during the quarrel. ”

Fortunately, law enforcement officers passed by at that time, stopped the female madwoman with the murder weapon, and took her back to the local police station. Who knew that the next day, the madwoman came to the market again, but this time she did not trouble the vendor, but only showed her eyes under her messy hair, searching around for something. ”

"During that time, almost every day the madwoman would appear in the early morning and wander the crossroads, especially the bazaars, but would not return until dusk. During this period, there was no scene of the woman eating. But my mother heard from a clothier that he had seen the madwoman hiding in a dark corner, eating the carcass of a cat. ”

The old woman recounted the story of the past in a vivid voice, and the somewhat gloomy hall became strange with it.

Until one day, the vendor who occupied the madwoman's bunk was on summer vacation for his daughter, who was in elementary school. took his daughter to do business together, who knew that after being seen by the crazy woman who came early in the morning, she immediately revealed her fierce appearance. ”

"The madwoman actually rushed towards the boss's daughter like crazy, and the nails of her hands that had not been cut for a long time scratched the girl's thin and tender arms with bloody marks, and said something in her mouth, 'Daughter, don't be afraid.' Words like that. ”

The stall owner was okay if he was wronged, but when he saw his daughter's bloody arm, he immediately became angry. He took a wooden stick and hit the crazy woman, and the blow of the stick directly knocked the crazy woman to the head and bleed. ”

"At that time, it was still early, and the law enforcement officers had not yet arrived at work. The onlookers all watched this scene lightly, because the mad woman had been wandering here for a long time, the flow of people had been greatly reduced, and business was not as good as before. My mother was in this mood at the time, and even hoped that the stall owner would beat the crazy woman to death on the spot with a few sticks. ”

After the stall owner went down with a few sticks, the madwoman finally retreated, her clothes red with blood flowing from her head, and ran slowly towards the intersection. Probably because of the excessive bleeding, the madwoman who had just run out of the market began to fall down, and just as she reached the middle of the intersection, one of them stumbled to the ground. ”

"The speeding truck roared in. When the car drove through the intersection, it was only a slight bump, but there was no sign of stopping......" (To be continued......