Chapter 7: The Old Smoker

I don't know if it's the old madman who knows about my confusion.

Heaven has mercy.

While I was at a loss, a fourth man came to the village.

The fourth man was an old man, who looked about the same age as the old madman when he died, and the most surprising thing to me was that he resembled the old madman.

Whether it was the tone of his voice, the way he looked at me, or even some of his movements, I almost thought he was an old madman when I saw him.

It's just a pity that he isn't.

I asked him who he was.

He told me that his name was Li Tiansheng, and he was the younger brother of the old madman, and I could also call him the old smoker.

He said it was the old madman who told him to come to me.

He also said that it was because the old madman was afraid that I would die.

When the old smoker found me, I was curled up in front of the brazier, and he sat down beside me without saying a word, lit the dry tobacco from the brazier, took a puff, and handed it to me.

At that time, I was stunned for a long time before I reacted, and then subconsciously took the cigarette stick and took a puff, no doubt I was directly choked and coughed, and the person also woke up.

After retrieving the cigarette stick, the old smoker did not pay any attention to me, but looked at the room opposite the door of my house, as if there was something in it.

At that time, my mind was already very messy, and it was already night, so I didn't have to play stupid, and when I saw him like that, I couldn't help but ask him if he could also see the people inside.

But the old smoker did not answer me, but took out a piece of red paper from his body and threw it in the brazier before looking at me and saying, "That girl is very smart." ”

"If you like."

"I can give you a matchmaker."

When he said this, his face was serious, but it also made me stunned in place, and my eyes subconsciously looked at the dilapidated room opposite the door, and I was confused again.

Because what the old smoker said was undoubtedly telling me that he could also see other people in the village besides me, and it could be said that he was telling me that Liu Ming and Zhuang Yue were not stupid, I was.

And the girl he was talking about, if I guessed correctly, was the young lady in my dream.

As if seeing that I was absent-minded, or perhaps knowing what I was thinking, the old smoker patted me on the shoulder again and asked, "How much do you know about Niang'er Village?" ”

I thought about it for a moment, then shook my head again.

I know anything about Niang'er Village, I've been with the old madman since I can remember, reading and literacy are taught by the old madman, and there is no information about Niang'er Village in what he taught, if I really want to say that I know about Niang'er Village, then it's only desolate.

The old smoker was not surprised, and after taking a puff of his cigarette, he sighed, "It seems that the old madman really didn't tell you anything. ”

"But that's right."

"I told you, it's not certain if you can survive until now."

Hearing this, I felt even more incomprehensible.

"What do you mean?"

The old smoker didn't answer me, but pointed to the room across the door and asked me again, "Do you like that girl?" ”

I was silent for a few moments, and finally nodded my head.

Although that young lady appeared in my dreams several times, after dreaming of her again, her figure has been deeply engraved in my mind and has always lingered.

After getting my answer, the old smoker smiled and said a few good words in a row, and then took out a pack of red paper from his body and handed it to me.

I took it and looked at it, some of the red paper were painted with paper figures, some were drawn with carriages, and some were painted with phoenix crowns, which was very strange.

But before I could ask more, the old smoker had already put his hands behind his back, and just said that I should burn them all, and left without looking back.

I looked at the bag of red paper and hesitated for a moment to do it.

It's not that I'm too easy to trust people, but he does have an eight-point resemblance to the old madman, so that at the first sight of him, I felt an inexplicable peace of mind, and that peace of mind made me subconsciously choose to believe what he said.

The red paper burned very quickly, and when I threw it into the brazier, it was almost turned to ashes in an instant, and it took me less than half a minute to burn it all.

Strangely, after burning the red paper, I felt a deep drowsiness hit me, so much so that I forgot how I packed my things and how I went to bed and fell asleep.

I slept very deeply.

When I woke up, it was already dawn.

And the old smoker has come to my house again, and is roasting a chicken on the ground.

When I saw this scene, I subconsciously asked, "Old smoker, where did this chicken come from?" ”

The old smoker glanced at the direction where I raised chickens and ducks, then sniffed it and said with a look of enjoyment, "This chicken is not bad, but it is not as good as the old madman." ”

I was a little speechless, but I didn't say anything, just sat down next to him, quickly ripped off a chicken leg and stuffed it into my mouth, and after eating, I asked, "What are those things you gave me last night?" ”

"Why do I feel so sleepy after I burn it?"

The old smoker smiled mysteriously.

"You'll find out soon enough."

"Have you eaten enough?"

"When you're full, follow me to collect your debts."

I was stunned for a moment.

"What debt?"

The old smoker pulled another chicken leg and threw it to me, and then he stuffed the head and butt of the chicken into his mouth before standing up and saying, "Those two outsiders, who have been in this Niang'er Village for a few days, should hand over something." ”

When I heard this, I fell silent.

The words of the two outsiders made me a little inexplicably irritable.

After all, before Zhuang Yue, I had obviously seen that he was dead.

Although Zhuang Yue didn't seem to be dead in Liu Ming's eyes, I did meet Zhuang Yue again later.

But subconsciously, I still think Zhuang Yue is dead.

After all, the death was too real.

When the old smoker was about to go outside the house, I said again, "But I see that one of the two of them is dead." ”

"It's hanged."

"The lower half of his body was cut off."

Hearing my words, the old smoker paused, turned to look at me, and frowned slightly, "What did you say?" ”

I said, "But then I saw the man again, and his body was gone." ”

"I'm not sure ...... either"

But before I could finish speaking, the old smoker's brow was already wrinkled even more.

It took him a moment before he seemed to have made a decision, took a puff of his cigarette, and continued on his way.

"Let's go find them first."

"If that's what you say."

"That's a bit of a problem."

"Then do I still have to play stupid?" I asked.

The old smoker nodded.

"Just don't let people see it."