Chapter 53: The One Who Came in the Heavy Rain

I looked at the fairyland-like island, and I had a faint worry in my heart, and I didn't know what happened to my uncle and grandfather, it stands to reason that they asked me to come here, and I should have instructions for the next step, or I should have left a message or a letter or something, but I came here and didn't see anything, do I really have to be like an old man, and I can't wait here stupidly?

I went into the house and asked the old man of the inn, and asked him if anyone else had been here, and the old man shook his head, saying that he had not seen it, in fact, I still trust the old man very much, because I feel that first, he does not need to lie to me, and second, there are few people on the island, as long as he has seen it, he must have an impression.

At this time, the sky had lost its proper color during the day, except for the wall clock on the wall, which showed that it was morning, and I seemed to be completely in the darkness of the night, although I did not reach out and lose my fingers, but my vision was seriously blocked, and I had to return to my hotel room.

The room is very simple, a bed, a table, is all the belongings, my old man's bedroom is only separated by a wall, opposite us is the kitchen for cooking, the kitchen is the door of the hotel, in front of the gate is a big yard, the yard is surrounded by tree branches, very deep mountain pastoral atmosphere, except for the crooked word "hotel" on the gate, I would think this is a certain high-level retreat.

At the top of the tree, there is a large self-made lantern fixed with iron bars, the lantern is made of steel and iron sheets, and it is stuffed with firewood, and from a distance, its overall shape looks like a small lighthouse.

I looked out the window at the height of the big tree, and thought to myself that if this lantern was lit in the middle of the night, it would be the best guiding light, no less than any star in the sky.

The old man said that in the first two years, as soon as it was dark, he would climb a tree and light this lantern without stopping, and when I asked him why, the old man replied that he was afraid that his child would get lost in the sea, and that he would not find his way home.

At this moment, I was completely shocked by the old man, and in addition to the deep admiration for the old man, there was only respect left in my heart.

The old man looked at the storm outside, sighed deeply, shook his head and went to sleep, I estimated that the heavy rain would not stop for a while, so I simply went back to the house, closed the door, and went to rest.

Lying on the bed, the comfort really can't be said, as if the bumps and sways of this night, just because of this bed and disappeared without a trace, after a while, I was sleepy and couldn't open my eyes, alas, such a heavy rain, I don't know how the little uncle and the grandfather are doing?

Just when I was drowsy and trying to fall asleep, I suddenly heard the slightest sound of my name being called out in the noise of the heavy rain.

I listened to it for a while, and it was not very clear, but the tone was very gentle for a while, and very sad for a while, and sometimes, I felt that people couldn't make this kind of sound, and I muttered in my heart, who is calling me?

Here are just me and the old man, the old man's voice is very familiar to me, if he looks for me, just come directly to my room, it will definitely not be him, this voice, it seems to come from the depths of the sea, the more carefully you listen to it, the more you can't hear it clearly.

Thinking about this wild island, there is no reliable person around, I have a layer of goosebumps on my body, and the bursts of shouts that appear also make my heart "plop" and skip a beat, could it be that I am hallucinating, or is there really a ghost calling?

I didn't move, I still slept in bed, but I found that the more I left it alone, the more it drilled into my ears, and now I could hear it more and more, and I could be sure that someone was calling me outside the house.

The old man next to me coughed softly, and then I heard the movement of turning over, and it seemed that the sound outside had disturbed the old man.

Judging by the old man's reaction, I was sure that it was a human voice, since it was a human, it was better to deal with than a ghost, I put on my clothes, pushed the door and went out, I wanted to see who was calling me.

Pushing open the door, a gust of wind blew, and I realized that it was already night before I knew it, and I had slept for so long, I patted my head and heard the cry in the darkness.

The candles in the house were also lit by the old man, and my shadow was stretched for a long time, and the firelight swayed in the wind, and the swaying was very terrifying, and I took a deep breath and walked into the courtyard.

As soon as I arrived in the yard, this strange shouting immediately stopped abruptly, only the whirring sound of wind and rain, as if everything just now was an illusion, I went into the house and took a flashlight, and looked for it in the yard.

After looking for a while, there was nothing strange about it, but in just a few minutes, my clothes were also soaked by the rain, and it was very uncomfortable to stick to my body, I not only wondered, could it really be a hallucination just now?

I walked out of the yard and decided to look outside.

As soon as I got out of the yard, I immediately heard a shout, the sound was no longer ethereal, as if I had come to the source of the sound, but it was much weaker than just now, I followed the sound for a few steps, and suddenly I saw that in the yellowing flashlight, there was a red snake with a red body, and at this moment it stood up straight and was staring at me motionless.

I was startled, I regretted not calling the old man, I don't know what the snake's eyesight is, but I know it must have spotted me, I didn't dare to move, one person and one snake confronted each other like this.

After a few seconds, the snake became impatient, and I saw it stretch out its son, and tilted its head back slightly, and then opened its mouth, yes, it opened its mouth, and what surprised me even more was that it was still behind, and when its mouth opened, it actually made a human voice: "Wealth."

The voice was hoarse, but it was clear, and I could hear it, and it was exactly what I heard in my room, and I understood it, damn it, it had just run into my room.

Anger, fear, both, the skin on my body tightened and tightened, and I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, thinking about a plan to get out.

But the snake seemed to sense the thought in my heart, and it turned its head around, looked at me haughtily, spat out the letter, and pounced in an instant.