Chapter 21: The Door Is Closed by Day

At this time, Qingming remembered that the sleepy room owner was not there when he went downstairs. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 Info's heart suddenly cooled.

Looking at the whole village, I found that the shops were all closed, and the whole street was eerily deserted.

Qingming pulled Xu Mi and planned to leave, but before he could take a few steps, he heard the voice of a child in the distance.

You left me in the alley,

That was my first death,

And I'll wake up tonight,

Your body is my garment......

Your eyes are the windows to my heart......

I'll tell you all the sorrows......

Then let you go with me to heaven......

I'll watch you,

Watching you all the time,

Behind you,

By your side......

The child's immature and crisp voice recited a nursery rhyme that he didn't know where to hear, and with a weird tune, Qingming listened to it creepy.

He turned around and saw Xu Mi, and it happened that Xu Mi was also looking at him, and he didn't know why Qingming's heart shook suddenly.

"What's wrong with you?" Xu Mi's hand shook in front of Qingming's eyes.

"Have you ever heard a child singing?" Qingming asked.

"No, are you alright?" Xu Mi looked at him worriedly.

"Oh, it's okay, it's nothing." Qingming came back to his senses, but found that his back was already cold.

hurriedly pulled Xu Mi and prepared to go back to the hotel to get his bag and leave, but he saw a group of people surrounding the road when he came in from the village, as if they were arguing.

Hearing the quarrel, Qingming suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "Finally someone." ”

When Qingming approached and asked, he realized that it was a dead person, a person who was also an outsider who died in this village.

These are a group of aspiring young people who yearn for nature, a group of thirteen came to this village, stayed for one night, and the next day found their companion dead in a small alley, holding a white rag in his hand.

It is said that the death was horrific, his abdomen was cut open, his intestines flowed out, and the blood stained the ground red. What was even more terrifying was his eyes, his eyes were open, as if he had seen something terrifying to the extreme.

So, the group of people was reluctant, they went to the police, but found that no one answered all the calls they made.

They can't even get out, they seem to be stuck in a labyrinth, no matter how they go, they can't go to the end no matter how they go.

The group was frightened, and some of the girls were already crying.

"Boy, buy a dress, we have cheap clothes here." Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded in the back.

Qingming looked at it again, but it was an old man of sixty or seventy years old, his figure was very small, at most only one meter six, he had a smile on his face, and his face was very pale like a person in a New Year's painting.

And the so-called clothes he was holding in his hand turned out to be a shroud for the dead, because the distance was not far, and the group of young people who came to play also saw it, and they were immediately frightened.

"The old man is joking, we can't wear this dress." Qingming blocked Xu Mi behind him, with a smile on his face, and said to the old man.

"It's going to be used, look at that person, it seems to be called Li Qun, yesterday I asked him to buy it, he didn't buy it, if he bought it, wouldn't he use it today? You say yes or no. The old man was still very patient in selling to Qingming.

"Who are you? Didn't the fourth child just buy you a few words yesterday? Who told you to let the living buy the clothes of the dead? Did you kill the fourth? It was a young man who spoke, he was very strong, and he spoke very politely, and he lifted the old man from the ground.

The old man was still laughing, and he was laughing horribly.

Someone in the back grabbed the young man, "Meng Bin put him down first, put people down, don't be impulsive." ”

The man named Meng Bin reluctantly let go of the hand that was holding the old man.

"Say, who the hell are you? When I came here yesterday, I didn't feel right, and I said, what about the people in this village? Also, how do you know that the fourth child is called Li Qun? We all call him the fourth. ”

"What about people?" The old man smiled, "Of course the people here are dead, as for why I know his name, of course he told me, and besides, I also know your name, and I remember the name of each and every one of you." ”

"And you will die, no, you will not die, never will." The old man seemed to have thought of something funny, and he kept laughing, and as he spoke, he threw his clothes on the side of the road, and went away in a mad manner.

Everyone hurried to chase but found that this place was really weird, the old man was gone, so abruptly, only when he turned the corner, he was gone.

Everyone looked at each other, and they all saw fear in each other's eyes.

"He's remembering our names, not knowing, has he seen us before?" Meng Bin seemed to have discovered something.

"No way, we never saw him before yesterday." Someone immediately retorted.

Xu Mi's hand holding Qingming's hand also became cold.

"It's fine." Qingming said to Xu Mi.

"Hmm." The girl nodded.

Qingming walked many times, but he could not leave this village, and when the night slowly fell, the whole village suddenly became vibrant.

I don't know when one light came on, and then another house with another light.

The lights of the whole village came on, and then the doors opened, and there was the sound of talking.

After a while, people began to appear in the square, and the group of dead companions had been deliberately avoiding the Qingming two for some reason, and when night came, they were nowhere to be found.

Qingming walked through this group of people, they were normal, normal like ordinary people who had just gotten off work, drinking and eating in this summer, singing and dancing in the square.

"Tomorrow, I'll get married, and everyone will eat to their heart's content." Someone announced.

It was a very young man, he was very handsome, and even a little immature, about eighteen or nineteen years old, and he kept drinking with his glass in his hand.

It's just that Qingming clearly saw that after the wine glass was drunk, a tear slipped down his cheek, and his gaze suddenly met Qingming.

Sadness, apathy, pain, remorse, helplessness......

Qingming didn't know how many emotions he saw, but he felt that person must be unhappy.

He had the heart to ask why the people here only came out at night and hid at home during the day, why couldn't they go out of this village, and who was the old man selling shrouds during the day? But he didn't say anything, because he knew there must be a secret here.

And that secret was very dangerous, so he was thinking that he and Xu Mi came in at night, so could they also leave at night, so even if the young man who claimed to be married invited him to drink, he only politely and resolutely refused.

Night, a little cool.