Four

Ever since I went to high school in the prefecture, I've been coming home every time.

The sea always followed me, and as soon as I stopped and turned back, he stopped.

I'll take a look at your new textbook.

Of course I can't give it to him.

I looked at your new textbook, and the sea read it again.

I hurried back home, and when everyone in the family had gone to work in the fields, I slammed the iron door tightly from the inside.

I looked out through the crack in the door, and the sea was staring straight at my door, as if it was going to see through it.

His eyes were cloudy, and his teeth chattered at me.

I forcibly suppressed my beating heart, and my mind unconsciously flashed the death of Ah San fished out of the well.

When I looked out again, there was no sign of the sea, and my hanging heart was slightly lowered.

Just as I was about to turn around and enter the room, a sharp tile on the wall passed by my ear, and if it had been a second too late, an inch, it would have been inserted into the center of my head.

I looked up, and the sea was kicking up against the edge of the wall.

He smiled at me as he climbed up.

Then he immediately changed his expression and shouted loudly: Show me your new textbook.

I had no choice but to take out a textbook from my schoolbag and throw it at the top beam of the wall.

His eyes lit up instantly, and his attention shifted to the book.

I ran to the West Hall, and when I looked out again, there was no sign of the sea.

In recent days, I have been extremely careful when I go out.

The words of the people in the village and Ah San's corpse appeared in front of him from time to time.

The thought of this gives me goosebumps all over my body.

As long as the sea follows me,

The village passed the phrase back and forth:

Next, it will be Shen Xiucai's grandson Shen Xiaoyong's turn.

But no one expected that the one who died in front of me was the fortune teller.

The fortune teller's name is Lan Jiao, and no one knows what her surname is.

The way of death is similar to Ah San, they are all suffocated by a rope.

However, Lan Jiao's death was even more tragic and embarrassing, she was naked, and a piece of flesh was torn off her thigh.

His eyes were hollow and blood-red, and he was gouged out of his eyes.

However, she was not thrown into the well, but directly under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village.

This is a place where people in the village gather and chat on weekdays.

In this way, the murderer is undoubtedly shouting wildly: he is not afraid at all.

I watched with my own eyes the tragic death of the woman, and the cold hair stood upside down.

There were a few young children around, and they were scared and cried.

Her body had been lying in the sun for two days.

She is not from this village, and she has no relatives and friends.

No one would be kind enough to collect her body.

The villagers only watched the discussion, and no one approached for half a minute.

For fear of retribution.

It wasn't until the third day that the corpse began to stink and was hit by a swarm of maggots.

Finally when someone came to pull her body away,

But the person who collected his body turned out to be Liu Tie.

Xu is to see that she and her son have the same experience,

Liu Tie was unprecedentedly kind and buried her.

On my way back from school, I ran into the sea again.

He was originally clever and agile,

Now I look like the dead Ah San, dumb and stupid, with a puddle of saliva hanging from the corner of my mouth, dripping down.

Xiao Yong, show me your new textbook.

Since that day, he has seen me and never said anything other than that.

I was annoyed and frightened to hear it.

I didn't give him time to react and ran all the way home.

This time the sea finally didn't keep up.

Late at night, as soon as I closed my eyes, I saw the horrific death of Ah San and the woman.

Tossing and turning, I couldn't sleep.

I opened my eyes irritably,

When he opened his eyes, his soul was almost half frightened.

I raised my eyes to the eyes of a pair of people looking upside down on the window paper of the upper beams.

I exclaimed,

The window paper covered his face, revealing only the eyes that glowed in the night.

For a moment, I couldn't tell if it was a dream or a reality.

The eyes slowly moved upward, revealing a strange face.

The moonlight shone on the upper half of the face, and it was white.

The shadow is cast on the lower half of the face, pitch black.

It's like yin and yang intertwined.

I instinctively grabbed something from the head of the bed and slammed it into the face at the window paper.

The man cried out in pain.

Then I heard a snap and he fell off the beam.

The face was black and white, and I didn't see who it was.

After a moment of silence, there was a rustling sound from the brick wall at the head of the bed.

The next second, I was covered in a cold sweat.

Xiaoyong, let me take a look at your textbook.

Through the wall, the familiar sound of the sea can be heard.