In addition to the street that leads to the end, there is also a forest in Longmen Town, which is the most lush area except for the pine forest on Longmen Mountain, which can be regarded as a high ground, but I am afraid that only the northerners who are accustomed to seeing a flat river will think that it is really high. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Many years ago, the logging trail dug up the tired old hill with holes, and the gentle slope was facing the town itself, and the hill was 200 meters away from the woods. On weekdays, few people go to that forest, which is said to be the burial ground of dead babies. Many years ago, in the era when they only wanted to have a son, many farmers who wanted a son saw that their wives had given birth to daughters and threw them into the forest to fend for themselves. The forest has an indescribable stench all year round. Very few people go in. The hill in front of the forest became the town's garbage dump.

Everyone threw all the waste in that place, and over time, a big hole was formed. The pit was filled with discarded motorcycles, shiny beer cans, and some animal or human feces, making it smelly. Later, it was unanimously decided that the stinking things should be burned there. So, every Friday night the whole town emits a peculiar stench of burning garbage.

Dude was originally the caretaker of the town's junkyard dump, and the forest connected to the dump was naturally his territory. He stammered a little, his head was slightly off his neck, and his ears were a little back, and it is said that he was beaten with a hoe when he was a child. As for speaking clearly, no one knows why, maybe it was his mother who pinched his neck with his hand when she gave birth to him. He is very tall, 180 centimeters, which can be regarded as the tallest person in Longmen Town. His arms were long, and he was terrifyingly strong. The last time the hardware store was renovated, he asked him to help, and he carried the shelf that was originally lifted by four people. At that time, his neck muscles bulged, the blue tendons on his forehead bulged, and his forearms and biceps muscles bulged like a steel cable to build a bridge.

Dude loves the dump, he likes to chase the kids who come here to litter beer bottles, he likes to direct traffic when people come to dump their garbage, and he likes to find something in the garbage that can be sold for money. He often walks up and down the garbage mountain, wearing tall waterproof rubber boots, plastic gloves, carrying a sack on his shoulder, and holding a small folding knife. He knew that many people looked down on him. Let them look down on it. Among the garbage were damaged wardrobes, chairs and sofas, which he could repair and sell to Wanchang's second-hand stores. He deceived the owners of second-hand shops, and also deceived tourists who came to Longmen to climb the mountain and play.

Dude is about to turn 50 this year and is still single. Two years ago, someone introduced him to a widow who grew watermelons in Guanqiao Village, but the widow disliked him and was deaf and stammered, shook her head and left. Not even a widow looked down on him, and he never saw anyone to introduce him since. He spends his days sitting in his cabin near the junkyard, throwing rats out of beer bottles. He loved to clean up the rats. Every night at eight or nine o'clock, he lights himself a lamp and stands next to a mountain of garbage with a pile of beer bottles beside him.

Rats either don't show up or come in groups, they are large, filthy, gray with gray bodies, pink eyes, flea-like fleas, and tails held behind like thick cables.

"This-this-one-one-bottle-bottle is for you. Dude threw a bottle at a rat that had suddenly popped out, only to hear a loud bang. "Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha" The rats ran frantically into the forest at the far end of the garbage dump, and Dude killed three of them before they ran away, and it was quite comfortable to kill them tonight. Dude thought it was fun to kill rats, so he threw out another beer bottle with a flick of his hand, and he tilted his head and let out a burst of wild laughter!

"Hey, man. Stop throwing bottles. Then a slightly old voice came from the depths of the woods.

"Y-you-you-who the are you?" said Dudd, shouting into the dark depths of the woods. This sudden, ghostly voice really startled him.

"Dude, it's me. The voice called out to him in the dark. "Lao Zhang. ”

"What are you-you-you-hiding-hiding-going in the woods-going-going?"

"Come here. ”

"You-you-you-you come out. ”

After a while, an old man in a white cotton shirt and black trousers emerged from the woods. His white shirt was already dirty, and the yellowish stains and dirt on it were particularly conspicuous.

"What are you doing-this-doing-doing-doing---doing--- He has a goatee and no hair on the top of his head. The years have also carved marks on his face. "What the are you doing, what the hell are you running, running, running in the woods?"

"Well, it's hard to put into words. Lao Zhang shook his head, "It's really cautious in there." ”

"Hmph~ you go in-in-go to find-find-find-look for caution-be cautious?" Dude laughed at him.

Lao Zhang was a janitor in an insane asylum, and his friendship with Dude dates back to when he was half-deaf before he was beaten.

"I miss the time when you didn't stutter. He said. Dude's stuttering wasn't always there, and he could occasionally speak like a normal person without stammering a word.

Dude opened his mouth and was about to say something, but Lao Zhang waved at him and stopped him. He stopped, and Lao Zhang was his only friend.

"Listen to me. The murderer is back. And with his wife. He said.

"What are you afraid of—afraid—afraid of?"

"Hey—don't you know? I found out, and said that he was the one who came to invest money for the development of our town! Is this the way the universe works?"

"What is this - what is your business? What are you doing in the woods?" said Dude at last.

Lao Zhang hesitated for a moment, but still said:

"A madman came out and went into the woods. ”

"W-what?"

"Did you see that?"

Dude shook his head, as if frightened. Legend has it that the madmen in the asylum want to eat people.

At this time, there were whispers around the woods, the animals were silent, and there was a sound of a branch breaking from the place where Old Man Zhang had just come out. After a while, there was another sound in the woods, as if something was running around the tree. Du De and Lao Zhang shook unnaturally. In fact, Dudeb is not afraid of the forest, he is not afraid of anything, and he does not believe in any ghosts, he only knows that it is people who are terrible, not ghosts. But they still took a few big steps forward, and then naturally picked up the pace.

"Hey~ I went around the forest three times, and I didn't find her. Lao Zhang shook his clothes and said. He drank three taels of wine and pretended to be brave before he dared to enter the forest.

"How—how did you get out?" Dude asked, speaking much more smoothly.

"It's not the outdoor playground that did it, in recent years, there have been crazy people running out, and a few days ago one was found dead in Purgou. I don't know where this one went, it's a pity to die, they don't have any meaning in living in the world, the key is that if they come out and hurt people, they will be in trouble. ”

Pu'er Ditch is a stream 2 kilometers away from Longmen Town, the water is fast, it has a history of many years, and many people have drowned.

"The town - the town came - strangers came. Dude said.

"Didn't I tell you just now, a builder from the city who is engaged in development. Lao Zhang was not very interested in the strangers in the town, and at the moment he was anxious about the lost madman. The dean said that if he couldn't find it, he wouldn't want to get it this month's salary. "Oops~ Where did the madman who killed that day go. If I can't find her, I won't be able to get my salary this month. ”

"Ha-ha-ha, what are you going to do?," Du De laughed, Lao Zhang had no children, and his wife died of heat in the field last summer. The madhouse is in charge of food and housing, he usually has no hobbies, let alone a place to spend money, and Dude has never heard him complain about money, in the past, madmen often ran out of the madhouse, and he was also deducted a lot of money, and he didn't listen to what he said.

"Ah, you don't understand. Hearing Du De laugh at him with this, Lao Zhang suddenly blushed. (To be continued.) )