Chapter 968: Terror (4)
Yu Chuanfeng's footsteps stopped.
The shopkeeper turned around to take the spice jar next to him, turned his head to one side, and saw Yu Chuanfeng.
As if he had been pricked by a needle, Yu Chuanfeng ran wildly, and someone seemed to be shouting something behind him.
I seemed to see that young self in Yu Chuanfeng.
Everything around is bizarre and full of terrifying and eerie atmosphere.
At that time, I still had Xiaobai leading the way, and Yu Chuanfeng had nothing.
He ran with all his strength until he couldn't run anymore, and then he stopped.
Rapid heartbeat, shortness of breath, and weakness in the legs.
Yu Chuanfeng didn't care about anything, and sat directly on the curb.
It was a long time before he let out a somewhat choked breathing sound.
He shuddered and went to dig into his pocket, and tears flowed down his face when he lifted up.
He touched the void.
There is nothing in the pocket.
Yu Chuanfeng touched all the pockets on his body in confusion, and he was at a loss for a while, and his tears couldn't stop falling.
He bit his lip and bit out the blood before he stopped his futile movements.
I saw him touch his face, but I couldn't hold back it and cried out loud.
I have some empathy for this child. But I can't do anything. The outstretched hand couldn't touch his body, and he couldn't hear his name when he called it.
Yu Chuanfeng's crying was interrupted by a drunken shout.
I turned my head and saw a couple of drunks who were soothing.
There were five men in all, all of whom were a little unconscious, staggering, swaying and colliding with each other as they walked.
They looked at Yu Chuanfeng like monkeys and let out a strange laugh.
Yu Chuanfeng was so frightened that he stopped crying, hugged his backpack, got up from the ground, turned around and ran.
"Hey! Don't run! ”
"Catch him, catch him! Oooh! ”
"Hahaha!"
Yu Chuanfeng is much more flexible than a few drunks, and he doesn't stumble when he runs. But he was emotionally unstable, and when he ran forward, he kept looking backwards.
My outstretched hand couldn't hold him.
With a bang, he hit a street tree on the side of the road and fell to the ground.
The group of drunks let out louder laughter.
Yu Chuanfeng's forehead was swollen with a large piece, and the whole person was dizzy, and he couldn't stand up for a while.
The five men gathered around Yu Chuanfeng and laughed.
One of the men who had left a board inch bent down with difficulty, as if catching a little chicken, and caught Yu Chuanfeng.
"Little ghost, what are you running?" The man snorted with alcohol.
"Yo, the schoolbag is beautiful! Hahahaha! Another man reached out and pulled Yu Chuanfeng's bag and pulled it out casually, "There are no books." Bad, bad students......"
"That's called a bad boy!" The third man nodded his fingers and leaned on the body of a person next to him, "Bad student!" ”
"Oh, Lao Tzu is also a bad student."
"Poor student, poor student!"
"Little ghost, are you a bad student? Running away? The man carrying Yu Chuanfeng wrapped his arms around Yu Chuanfeng's neck, "It's not good to run away......"
Yu Chuanfeng came to his senses a little, but the child's struggles were useless in the face of the strength of adult males.
These drunks didn't even realize Yu Chuanfeng's struggle.
They quarreled with themselves, and walked forward with Yu Chuanfeng, not even realizing that they were kidnapping a child.
Yu Chuanfeng shouted twice, and was suppressed by the men's quarrel.
They walked two roads, and Yu Chuanfeng couldn't give up struggling, and they didn't let go of him.
"Eat, go eat." A man said suddenly.
The bancun man seemed to suddenly remember Yu Chuanfeng, tightened his arms, dragged Yu Chuanfeng, and said excitedly: "Little ghost, let's take you to drink!" Have you ever drunk alcohol? ”
Yu Chuanfeng's appearance looked like he was out of breath.
"Okay, drink!"
"Men should drink!"
"Find a place to drink......
They roamed around like headless flies, stumbling on their way.
The passers-by who occasionally met saw such a few drunkards, they all chose to avoid them, and no one found Yu Chuanfeng who was sandwiched in the middle by them.
After walking two more streets, they found a street food stall.
I looked at the faces of several men, as if they had woken up a little.
"Boss, get a beer! A little bit of a snack on the whole day! One of them shouted loudly.
The boss glanced at them, asked them to sit in the corner, and opened a few beers to bring them over. His gaze fell on Yu Chuanfeng.
Yu Chuanfeng was very tired, and after sitting down, he wanted to ask for the arm pressed on his neck.
Ban Cun Nan rubbed Yu Chuanfeng's head and said to the boss: "Give our little brother a bottle too!" ”
"Oooh!"
"Come on a bottle, come on a bottle!"
Yu Chuanfeng raised his head and met the boss's gaze. He opened his mouth, seemed to realize something, and slapped the table, "Have a bottle!" ”
The boss looked away indifferently, "Okay, another bottle of beer." ”
"Another case of beer!"
"One box is not enough! Two boxes! ”
They quarreled, became emotional, and took the beer on the table and poured it again, and their consciousness, which had been somewhat clear, was blurred again.
The owner only brought a bottle of beer and asked them to settle the bill first.
The men dug into their pockets and patted their wallets, and they had all the money.
The boss seemed to be relieved, and he didn't care about them, so he casually got some side dishes and threw them on the table, and left.
Yu Chuanfeng breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to get his bag back.
The Bancun man held the beer and pushed it into Yu Chuanfeng's face, "Come on, little ghost!" Drink! ”
Yu Chuanfeng couldn't struggle, so he was forced to pour a few mouthfuls.
The men began to cheer again.
I looked around and didn't notice any yin energy. Looking at Yu Chuanfeng's expression after drinking, although his brows were tightly knit and his face was disgusted, it didn't look like he had eaten that kind of problematic food.
This place should not have been affected by that ghost yet.
Looking at these drunks, they are very unreliable, but so far they have not harmed Yu Chuanfeng.
Drinking alcohol as an underage is naturally not a good thing, but for Yu Chuanfeng, it should be "healthier" than eating carrion and eyeballs.
The uproar lasted for several hours.
The boss was about to close the stall and urged them to leave.
The five men plus Yu Chuanfeng, the child, were all a little drunk and unconscious.
I saw my boss take out his phone to make a call, and I felt nervous.
When the man heard the keyword, he suddenly sobered up, "Don't call the police, what kind of police!" ”
The boss looked at the bancun man, "I've closed the stall, how are you guys?" I know someone at the police station here, why don't you sleep there for the night? ”
"Huh—you're drunk and confused?" The man snorted, touched his phone himself, and muttered to the phone.
It was quiet on the other end of the phone, but suddenly a woman's scream erupted.
"Pick me up...... In, over here......" The man looked around.
"Tongde Road." The boss reminded.
"Oh, Tongde Road...... Tongde Road ...... Well...... And my buddy...... We've drunk too much, so you're coming to pick us up. Ban Cun Nan said.
The woman over there said something in a shrill voice, and the man had already hung up the phone, and waved the mobile phone in his hand to the boss triumphantly.
The boss was expressionless, and while cleaning up the stall, he let the drunks continue to lie on their stomachs.
After a while, the boss finished cleaning up the stall and didn't leave, sitting in the plastic chair he used to set up the stall, cross-legged, playing with his mobile phone. The woman who looked like the proprietress didn't say anything.
After waiting for about half an hour, a dilapidated van drove up.
The woman who jumped out of the driver's seat looked fierce, went straight to the board man, and kicked him off the stool with one kick. After a burst of chickens and dogs, the woman found the unfamiliar Yu Chuanfeng, and there was another burst of scolding.
What made me feel relieved was that the boss and the proprietress helped the woman and pushed these five drunks and Yu Chuanfeng into the van.
At least it can be determined that Yu Chuanfeng did not die drunk on the side of the road.
So, how did he die?
I couldn't help but sweat in my palms.
(End of chapter)