26.Chapter 26: A Rainy Night's Terror
"What do you say I want to do, this jade cigarette holder looks like a first-class product, and it is completely tyrannical in the hands of this old lady!" A greedy gaze burst out of Zhao Feng's eyes, and he said with a slightly hideous expression,
"You can't forget your roots, the old lady is kind enough to take us in. If you and I will take revenge, can our conscience go by? "I saw that Zhao Feng had already had evil thoughts, and I was suddenly helpless in my heart.
"Conscience? Can conscience be eaten? This old fellow is alone, and no one knows that he will die in this wooden house one day. I warn you, don't stop me. Thinking of everyone, brothers, after this thing is in hand, let's divide it evenly! Zhao Feng said in the end, with a hint of threat.
In the final analysis, I am just an ordinary person, and I can't resist at all in the face of huge interests.
Just as the two of us were about to rob it, Zhao Feng suddenly remembered something. "Wait, let's go to the back room and have a look, don't look at the shabby clothes of this old thing, maybe there are still treasures!"
As soon as I heard this, I thought to myself, and that was really the case. After all, people cannot be disguised, and the sea cannot be measured.
The door to the back room was blocked by a black cloth. The two of us crept over, holding our breath and gently lifting the black cloth.
At that moment, Zhao Feng and I were all stunned, and our whole bodies seemed to have been shocked.
In front of the two of us, there was a pitch-black space, accompanied by a crackling rain.
This back room is actually open to the outside!
It was pitch black in front of us, and I couldn't see anything, so Zhao Feng and I staggered and walked over tentatively.
Our feet had just stepped on the ground, and suddenly they fell into the mud, and a foul-smelling sewage flowed down the mud into our two shoes.
Holding back a churn in my stomach, I took my flashlight out of my jacket and turned it on.
But something happened that made my scalp tingle, the range of this flashlight was very long, and it stands to reason that the surrounding scene should be unobstructed. But the location of the flashlight is all blurred.
"Lao Zhao, something is wrong......" I glanced around worriedly, and a sense of fear rose in my heart.
However, Zhao Feng didn't answer me. He slowly crouched down and picked up a ball-shaped object from the stinking puddle of sludge.
At first, I wondered for a while, but when I shone it with a flashlight, my face suddenly turned pale.
What Zhao Feng was holding in his hand turned out to be a dead man's head! The flesh on it had long since decayed, and only the white bones remained.
"Let's go, let's go!" Zhao Feng threw away the skull like crazy and stumbled towards the outhouse.
But at this moment, his feet and I, which had been stuck in the mud, suddenly sank. This happened suddenly, and I didn't expect it.
I was relatively close to the door of the outhouse, so I had already climbed to the door by the time the mud was halfway through. And Zhao Feng kept asking me for help. His body was sinking at a rapid pace, and after a few breaths, he didn't reach the position of his neck.
By this time, I was already scared. If I turn around and go back to save Zhao Feng, maybe I won't be able to leave. I don't want to die, I still have a wife and children.
As if I had lost my soul, I crawled into the outhouse as hard as I could. At this time, I was shocked to find that the old lady who was sitting on Mu Zhuo to rest was looking at me with a smile on her face.
I tried to stand up, but my legs didn't have the strength anymore.
"Young man, what are you doing in such a hurry, the old woman is lonely and unaccompanied, stay with me!" The old lady stood up and walked towards me like a paper figure.
"Don't come here, get out of here!" My body was trembling uncontrollably. In a panic, my right hand touched the shovel I had been carrying.
I don't know where I got the strength, so I turned my heart sideways, swung a shovel, and slashed at the old lady.
With a "flutter", the old lady's head was cut off by me along her neck.
A stream of black blood burst out of me. And the old lady's head rolled in front of me. Before I could recover from the shock, the old lady's head was open. "Today's young people are really impulsive, and they don't have the heart to respect the old and love the young at all."
As he spoke, the jade cigarette holder in his mouth fell. I just felt that my nerves were about to collapse, and I gritted my teeth and kicked the old lady in the distance.
Then the fulcrum of the shovel, I stood up tremblingly, looked at the jade cigarette holder at my feet, and suddenly greed arose in my heart.
I picked up the cigarette holder and pushed open the door of the hut like crazy.
The rain has not stopped, and the cold wind is constantly blowing on my body. But at this moment, I don't have the heart to care about this.
I braved the heavy rain, held the jade cigarette holder in my hand, and stumbled to find my way back to the village.
Later, I didn't know where I passed, and my feet slashed, and my head hit a rock. In an instant, I lost consciousness.
It was as if I had seen the old lady again, still wearing that shabby padded jacket, constantly hooking her hands at me, with a smile between her eyebrows.
The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, and I opened my eyes suddenly. When I touched my head, it was all sweat. I gasped for breath violently, realizing it was a dream.
It's early in the morning, and the air is exceptionally fresh after heavy rain. I spread out my sludge-covered right hand, and the emerald cigarette holder was still in my hand.
Zhao Feng was lying not far from me, obviously not waking up yet. I stepped forward and found that he was still breathing, and I couldn't help but let out a long breath in my heart.
Glancing around, my breath froze. Not far away, halfway up the mountainside, there was a tattered coffin, half buried deep in the ground, the other half exposed to the air.
I stepped forward, only to see a completely corrupted white skeleton inside. Beneath the surrounding silt, there are faintly slippery rocks.
I mustered up my guts and slowly wiped the sludge off it. Suddenly, a black-and-white photo of an old lady with a kind smile came into my eyes.
I suppressed the horror in my heart and looked down, only to see that it was written.
The tomb of the late grandmother Shi Min was erected in 1962 by the unfilial grandson.
In 1962, these five words flashed through my heart like a thunderbolt from the blue. I didn't dare to think about it anymore, I struggled to carry Zhao Feng, and fled without looking back.
I don't know how I got home, and after that, I had a serious illness that took a month to get better. And Zhao Feng became stupid and stupid after waking up, as if he had lost his soul.
I didn't dare to think about the events of that night, as for the jade cigarette holder, I had thought about selling it secretly, but no matter who I sold it to, the next day I was terrified and came to me to return it.