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I am a person who is afraid of trouble, and my own growth process is a kind of black memory that I don't want to mention, so being repeatedly mentioned by Shen Mo's parents and asking back and forth makes me feel inexplicably irritable.

But in front of the old people, I can't say anything, I can only keep telling myself: they are just worried about their daughter, or they also care about me.

But for some reason, the longer I sat there and chatted with them, the more I couldn't suppress that uncomfortable feeling.

After finally making it to lunch, I quickly found an excuse to pull Shen Mo out of the house.

It's not that her parents bore me, but I'm really bored with all the experiences I've been going through.

As for the reason, I can't think of it.

Perhaps, this is called instinctive boredom.

Walking on the narrow paths, Shen Mo and I couldn't even walk side by side, some of the paths were too narrow, even less than half a meter wide, and there was gurgling water next to them.

Shen Mo told me that the water alleys here are very shallow, the shallowest point is only about one meter, I don't quite understand why this place is like this, it seems to be a city built on water.

No, it's an ancient city.

Strictly speaking, it can only be called an ancient town.

There are only a few thousand households in the town, which is not even as good as a village in a large place, but such a place says a lot about everything.

An afternoon of wandering the streets was not a shopping trip at all, but a wandering at best, because there was not a single street in the whole town in the true sense of the word.

Any vehicle trying to get into the town is wishful thinking, and the only means of transportation here is a boat.

It is the kind of single-shed boat, supported by a long bamboo pole, which is an ancient and inefficient means of transportation.

But for some reason, there isn't even a boat with an electric motor here. I asked Shen Mo why, and she actually smiled and told me that it was for traffic safety reasons.

In the evening, when I came home and had dinner with her parents, I repeated the same words that I could almost memorize.

Shen Mo's father probably doesn't seem to have a good memory because of his age, so he always asks me the same question.

It was difficult for me to understand such a thing, and asked the same question over and over again, but I couldn't help but answer, and in the end, even Shen Mo's mother couldn't stand it, and pulled the old man back to the room.

When Shen Mo came out of the shower, I asked her:

"How old is your mom and dad apart? It seems like more than fifteen years old, right? Your dad has a memory problem, right? ”

The expression on Shen Mo's face was a little uncomfortable, and his mood suddenly dropped when he sat next to me:

"Yes, my dad was hit when he was young, he was a scholar who had been studying for a few more years, but in that turbulent era, who would care what you were doing? Fortunately, my mom loved my dad very much, they had been married for almost thirty years, and my mom had just turned eighteen when she married my dad. ”

I didn't say anything more, what else can I say? It's just a poor old man.

At night, I began to fall asleep again, put on my clothes and walked out of the yard, I went to the front yard again, searched every corner, and still did not find the well I dreamed of last night.

Just as he was about to turn around and go back to sleep, he suddenly heard a low sigh.

The voice came from outside the wall, and it should have been a young woman. This was followed by a "poof".

I subconsciously thought that someone had accidentally fallen into the water, so I opened the door and went out to check, but I didn't find anything abnormal on the water.

Not far away, a few small boats floated on the shore, swinging one after another, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

I simply sat down by the river and looked at the river in a daze.

Everything seemed so peaceful and so nice.

Suddenly, a figure flashed out of the corner of his eye, and he rushed out of an alley not far away, and rushed straight into the river.

But there was not a splash.

What's the situation?!

I was in a twitch.

Is it true that something like this happens everywhere I go? Could it be that I am really like what Lao Zhou said, I am a carrier that attracts ghosts, or I am completely the beacon of those ghosts?

If he's not right, then why do strange things happen everywhere I go?

I can't sit still, I'm going to go and have a look.

I got up and walked in that direction, and I didn't see anything, let alone people, not even a water rat.

Walking all the way, without an interval of about eight to ten meters, you will see a deep alley, this does not seem to be like what Shen Mo said, the kind of house with the pattern of his family is rare, looking at the appearance of those alleys, there must be an end in it, and at the end of the alley, there must be the same house as Shen Mo's family.

After walking for about one or two hundred meters, I didn't find anything abnormal on the water. But when I turned around and walked back, I was saddened to find that I had made a mistake, a very serious mistake.

I'm fucking lost!

After searching for a long time, I didn't find any words about the alley number, and I didn't know that the alley where Shen Mo's house lived was called Shen Mo's name, but I knew that the wall of her house seemed to be a little higher than that of other people's.

I wanted to call Shen Mo, but after thinking about it, I gave up, it was so late, it was not good to disturb her rest, and it would scare her if I didn't do it.

When you can't help it, it's usually the oldest and dumbest way, which is also the easiest way.

Find them one by one!

Who knew that just turning into one of my nearest alleys almost scared me half to death!

In the shadows that had entered the mouth of the alley, sat an old man, an old lady to be exact.

He looks like he's seventy or eighty years old, but he's still very strong.

She just sat there, so quiet and motionless that I didn't even know if she was still alive.

I tried to ask:

"Grandma, it's so late, why are you sitting here? Do you want me to send you back? ”

As soon as I said that, I regretted it a little.

I realized that I had made a serious mistake, and not to mention that it was not normal for an old man to sit here at this time, at least there was something wrong with the way she looked at me.

Her eyes were very strange, as if she was not looking at a person, but at a pile of meat, a piece of food.

Just as I was about to turn away, the old woman suddenly spoke. Her voice was low and seemed a little hoarse.

"Young man, why are you coming out so late? You should sleep well at home. ”

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