Looking at the more than a dozen people in the gazebo, I was stunned on the spot.

It was past eleven o'clock in the evening, and there were so many people crowded in this dark pavilion.

Surprised, I also took a closer look at them.

With the help of the dim street lamps, I could only see vaguely.

They were very thin, their faces were yellow, and they didn't speak at this time, they just stared at me with blank faces.

It's fine if it's daytime, but it's nighttime.

And these people, the more I look at them, the more I feel that something is wrong.

On this big night, more than a dozen men, women and children, squatting silently in the gazebo.

Why? Are you a thief?

Apparently not, because these people don't look like normal people no matter how they look, and several of them are still wearing shrouds.

It's the kind that wears it on the dead.

At this moment, I felt a chill in my back.

I couldn't help it, so I took two steps back.

This gazebo is not clean, and the people in it are not alive.

I tried to turn away, but the rain fell "whoosh" at this time.

If you don't take shelter from the rain, your clothes will be soaked and washed away soon.

And this park, except for this gazebo, has no other place to shelter from the rain.

But the gazebo was crowded with dirty things.

I was scared to look at it, and I was a little afraid to enter......

Just as I was in a dilemma, there was an old man in a black shroud in the gazebo, with a wrinkled face.

He craned his neck and looked at me half-squinting.

Then, in a low voice, he spoke to me:

"Ask for food, look at your poor Brazilian, come in and take shelter from the rain!"

When I heard this, my heart tightened again.

A little puzzled.

He told me to eat?

Is it because of the incense ash on my body and the white porcelain bowl in my hand?

Treat me like one of his kind?

I don't know why I've been able to see dirty things for the past two days.

But I know that if you let the rain wash away the ashes from your body.

Zhang Qiang, the drowned ghost, must still come to suck my yang energy and find me as a stand-in.

I hesitated for two seconds, and when I saw that the rain was getting heavier, I didn't think or hesitate anymore.

Courageous, he immediately nodded at the old man and said:

"Thank you, thank you......"

After speaking, I took the white porcelain bowl and walked to the pavilion very nervously.

The closer you get, the more hairy it gets.

Especially when I see those sallow faces, my whole body is unnatural.

I lowered my head slightly, not daring to look at these filthy things.

Just muffled the voice:

"I'm sorry, please let me go, thank you, thank you......"

I tried to warn myself not to be afraid, not to panic.

But when I said these words, my voice was shaking.

The body also trembled uncontrollably.

The gazebo wasn't big, but when I went in, they made a small vacancy for me.

The pavilion is located in the middle, under the stone table.

Just enough to sit down.

I held the white porcelain bowl, crossed my legs, and squatted under the stone table.

The body was shaking uncontrollably, and the teeth were chattering slightly.

All around me, there were dirty things sheltered from the rain.

I couldn't imagine myself in such an environment.

They didn't communicate with each other, but when they saw me sit down, they all stood motionless.

The feet in the sight were all strangely tiptoeing, like those ballet dancers.

I didn't look at them, I just tensed my nerves and curled up in my corner in fear.

I didn't dare to gasp, I didn't dare to move, I didn't dare to touch them.

Just as I was nervous, the old man asked me in a low voice:

"Why are you still panting?"

As soon as he finished speaking, I felt the dirt in the gazebo seem to turn my head.

Looking at me crouching under the stone table.

Although I couldn't see their faces, it made my heart churn.

Nervous, I hurriedly defended:

"Just, just died, the habit is not there, and it has not been changed."

My heart was clenched, and I didn't dare to breathe.

It wasn't until a second or two later that I heard the old man's "oh".

Then the gazebo returned to silence again.

I was secretly relieved and didn't dare to move.

The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier, and it is falling non-stop at this time.

Although the pavilion was crowded with more than a dozen people, there was no sound at all.

That deathly silence was suppressed to the extreme.

I don't know how long it took, but the rain outside had lightened and the wind had stopped.

I thought I might be in this environment for the night tonight.

Outside the gazebo, the sound of "bang-la-la" water suddenly sounded.

It was as if something had crawled out of the lake not far away.

The dirty things in the pavilion also moved, and they all looked at the lake.

I couldn't see, just squatted nervously in the middle.

But after a while, a fishy smell suddenly spread around.

Immediately after, a familiar and resentful voice sounded coldly outside:

"Obviously here? Why is it gone? ”

When I heard this voice, my whole body trembled.

I only felt that my scalp was numb for a while, and goosebumps were also popping out layer by layer.

But I can be sure that this is Zhang Qiang.

That thing really came to me!

I squatted in the middle of the gazebo, didn't dare to make a sound, and looked out with wide eyes.

Through the gap, I could vaguely see half of Zhang Qiang's body.

Under the dim street lamp, he was just circling around the gazebo at this moment.

As he walked, he kept reading;

"It's here, it's here, why is it gone?"

“……”

After he read it several times in a row, I heard a "poof".

It was as if something had fallen into the water, and the surroundings became silent again.

Zhang Qiang seems to be gone again.

However, just when I was secretly relieved.

The voice of the old man who let me go into the gazebo to take shelter from the rain sounded coldly again:

"I asked for food, that water monkey just now was looking for you, right?"

Hearing this, I became nervous again.

I didn't reply at the first time.

After a few seconds, the voice asked:

"Why don't you speak if you want food?

If you don't speak, I'll throw you out in the rain. ”

At the same time, the dirty things that were still around them turned around one after another.

All facing me.

I sat under the stone table in the middle of the gazebo, not daring to move at the moment, nervous to the extreme.

If this is really going to be kicked out, the ash on the body will definitely be washed off.

So I can't get out of here.

I made up my mind, and pretended to be calm:

"No, no, I don't know."

"Oh!"

The old man replied, and there was no movement.

In the face of my dirty, they also turned around and continued to turn their backs to me.

Hiding here, it's just too torturous.

I didn't dare to relax at all, so I struggled for another hour or two.

The old man's low voice sounded again:

"If you want food, the rain will stop.

You have sheltered from the rain here.

Just leave the bowl and your clothes! ”

It wasn't loud, but I could hear it clearly.

And as soon as these words fell, a white human hand stretched directly under the stone table.

The meaning is obvious, this is to ask me to give him the white porcelain bowl and clothes.

But can I give it?

Not now, it's dark and not bright.

If I give him the clothes and bowls, Zhang Qiang's drowning ghost will still come to me.

But I'm afraid of provoking them, so I'll get out of here.

So I can only reply mildly:

"Give it at dawn."

But who knew that my voice had just fallen.

The old man was not polite, and even said a little angrily:

"No, give it now! Otherwise, I'll get you out. ”

As soon as these words came out, I only felt a chill hit me all around.

The dirty things with their backs to me turned around and were half-bent over.

Stretching out a white human hand, he began to touch me under the stone table......