Speaking of this, the old man suddenly woke up: "Young man, are you hungry?" I'll get you something to eat! ”

Seeing the old man come out of the house again, Zhang Xiaofo stuffed his cleaned feet into the shoes he had temporarily borrowed from the old farmer. The unbandaged wound is in contact with the sole of the shoe, and the taste is very strange and very sour.

Soon the old farmer came in with a plate, and there were some burnt steamed buns on the plate: "I'm sorry, the old woman went to her mother's house, and there are only these steamed buns left if no one cooks!" Don't dislike it, young man, you're going to fill your stomach ......."

"No, I'm not hungry!" Zhang Xiaofo swallowed his saliva and refused: "I'll just drink some water!" ”

"You're welcome!" The old farmer thought that Zhang Xiaofo was embarrassed, so he forcibly stuffed the plate into his arms, and picked up one himself and ate it slowly: "I see that your injury will take a few days to recuperate!" ”

"......" Zhang Xiaofo didn't squeak.

The village was still far behind, with only a smoky yellowed light bulb hanging from the roof and emitting a dim, earthy yellow light.

The old farmer and Zhang Xiaofo talked a lot, but most of them were mixed with local dialect and slang, and Zhang Xiaofo didn't understand it. Soon the old man got tired and went to rest first. Zhang Xiaofo was not sleepy, so he simply moved a chair and sat in the center of the room, facing the door.

The village is really cold, there is basically no light, Zhang Xiaofo can only see some light coming out of other houses, but basically it has no effect on lighting.

After dark, the village is still a little scary.

Zhang Xiaofo waited for the dawn, but the sun never appeared, and it was still quiet outside. It's as if the night is coming and you'll never go again. Because there have been several times in the past to experience the situation of day and night, Zhang Xiaofo has trained to rely on the body to sense time, although it is not very certain, but it will not be much different, it feels like it should be dawn, then you should see the sun rise. But it was always night in this village.

The voice of the old farmer next door was still heard clearly. Zhang Xiaofo wanted to wait until dawn to set off. But I didn't expect the night to be so long. Can't sit still, Zhang Xiaofo took a sip of the water in the bowl and got up.

"Why haven't you slept yet, young man?" The old peasant's cry stopped and suddenly appeared at the door.

"Don't sleep, I'll go out for a walk!" Zhang Xiaofo responded calmly.

"It's dark outside and it's easy to get lost! You're wounded, so stay in the house and rest! The old farmer persuaded.

"It's okay, let's go!" After Zhang Xiaofo finished speaking, he walked out of the house without waiting for the old farmer to stop him.

Follow the trail down in twilight. The ground was warm, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of sulfur.

Zhang Xiaofo walked for a long time, and obviously saw the big tree at the entrance of the village, but he never walked under the big tree. After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Xiaofo would pick up a stone mark every few steps, and it lasted for a long time and still did not reach the entrance of the village. There was always a distance between him and the entrance of the village, and no matter how he walked, the distance did not shorten, and all the marks he made were gone. All the stones returned to their original places as if they had never been moved, and Zhang Xiaofo seemed to be spinning in circles in place, never taking a step.

Zhang Xiaofo knew that he had encountered a ghost hitting the wall. The solution to the ghost hitting the wall is also very simple, either wait for dawn, or suddenly a living person appears. The ghost hit the wall and it was self-defeating. But now, Zhang Xiaofo looked around, counting on the appearance of people, and it seemed impossible to break the situation of ghosts hitting the wall. Wait for the dawn...... Zhang Xiaofo didn't think that he had that time, and he could wait until dawn before he died. After thinking about it again and again, Zhang Xiaofo reluctantly decided to sacrifice his clothes. Tear your clothes into strips. Throw down one strip with each step until you finish throwing the strip of cloth in your hand...... Again, I still can't get out of the village, but the situation has changed. According to the instructions of the cloth strip, Zhang Xiaofo clearly saw that the route he had traveled was always going around the old peasant's house.

Frowning, Zhang Xiaofo intuitively thought that the problem was on the old farmer's house. The old farmer's house is very simple and distributed in the shape of a pin. There is a living room in the front, two rooms in the back, and the thatched house and kitchen are not in the house. From the outside, there was nothing wrong with the old farmer's house, and Zhang Xiaofo couldn't figure out why he encountered a ghost hitting the wall.

While observing the old peasant's house, Zhang Xiaofo inadvertently met a pair of eyes glowing with cold light - the old peasant was standing at the door and looking at him coldly.

Zhang Xiaofo never felt that his eyesight was good enough to be able to see clearly whether the other party's eyes were friendly at night from a distance of several hundred meters.

"Young man, it's dark, let's wait until dawn before leaving!" The old peasant's voice came from afar, and it was extremely ghostly.

I don't know what the old farmer is chewing in his mouth, Zhang Xiaofo can see the deep wrinkles shaking around the toothless mouth.

There must be something in the old farmer's house that dragged Zhang Xiaofo and didn't let him go out.

Zhang Xiaofo decided that he was no longer restricted, but randomly chose a nearby farmhouse to get in.

The farmhouse was tidy, as if it had just been cleaned, but there was no one.

Feeling very disagreeable, Zhang Xiaofo rummaged around the house at will, but never found anyone. But there were leftovers on the table, and it seemed that there were invisible people living in the house.

Zhang Xiaofo was about to go out of the house, but found the old farmer waiting outside.

"Let's go back! It's hard to walk at night, so wait for dawn! The old farmer seemed to know nothing and continued to persuade.

"And when is it dawn?" Zhang Xiaofo asked.

"This ......" the old farmer looked at the sky and did not speak.

"Let me go!" Zhang Xiaofo said.

"How so? You're the one who wants to come in! The old farmer looked puzzled: "I didn't force you!" Are you doubting me now? Suspect me of being upset and kind? ”

"......" Zhang Xiaofo didn't answer, just looked at the old farmer.

The old farmer first denied it with great effort, but seeing that Zhang Xiaofo seemed unmoved, he gradually put away his charitable face: "You come out!" ”

Zhang Xiaofo looked down and found that one foot was still in the room, and subconsciously withdrew the other foot.

The old farmer's eyes narrowed, obviously the same face, but it gave people the feeling of diametrically opposite: "You'd better come out, don't regret it!" ”

"Tell me what happened?" Zhang Xiaofo insisted.

"You'll regret it!" The old farmer glared at Zhang Xiaofo hatefully and left.

Although he was not afraid, Zhang Xiaofo was still very nervous.

Returning to the room, Zhang Xiaofo sat at the table, looked at the leftovers on the table, and fell into deep thought. Suddenly feeling something behind him, Zhang Xiaofo turned his head sharply - there was nothing behind him, but Zhang Xiaofo was sure that he had just felt something flashing behind him. Is it the owner of the house? (To be continued......)