Chapter Twenty-Three: Hide in the Toilet, Let's Deliver Food
This fishy smell is no different from the smell of Zhang Qiang's drowned ghost.
I know that Zhang Qiang came to the door.
It's just that I didn't expect him to come so quickly.
Outside the toilet door, there were also footsteps approaching.
"Pedal tread" is very light and small.
It looks like it came out of another room.
staring nervously at the door, his heart was in his throat.
But the footsteps quickly passed in front of our door and went in the direction of the living room.
After a while, the room became quiet again.
In the toilet, there was no sound except for the breathing of me and Uncle Yu.
But the smell of fish in the air has never gone away.
It shows that Zhang Qiang's drowned ghost is still outside.
After ten minutes, I only heard two "clicks", and a little fire ignited in the dark toilet.
When I looked up, I found that it was Uncle Yu lighting a cigarette.
The red flames reflected Uncle Yu's face a lot.
But I can see that Uncle Yu's expression is not very good.
Leaning back against the toilet door, frowning.
After Uncle Yu took a hard breath, the fire was extinguished.
In this pitch-black environment, there is just a little light, and it no longer seems so dark.
"Xiao Jiang, do you want to have a stick to calm down?"
Uncle Yu lowered his voice and spoke.
I also panicked, and nodded in agreement:
"Here's one!"
Uncle Yu touched the darkness and handed one to me.
I took a lighter and lit it with a "click" and took a big puff as well.
I don't usually like to smoke, and I get a little dizzy when I smoke two cigarettes in a row.
But under this high pressure, along with the smoke and puff, people seem to have relaxed a little......
Uncle Yu and I just sat on the ground.
With the faint light of a cigarette, you can see each other's figures.
Uncle Yu exhaled a puff of smoke and whispered to me:
"That shit, must be guarding us at the door.
As long as he doesn't come in, we won't go out.
When you stay up until dawn, you'll be fine. ”
After speaking, Uncle Yu also took out his mobile phone and took a look.
There are still five hours until dawn.
At the same time, he took a picture of his mobile phone and looked around.
The toilet was empty, and there was nothing but a shower, washbasin, mirror, shelf, toilet.
And the toilet door, I don't know when it was painted with a charm.
Bloody.
looked at Uncle Yu's fingers that were still bleeding.
He must have bitten his finger and drawn it after we came in just now.
I looked in my eyes and didn't speak.
He took a puff of cigarette and said "um" to Uncle Yu.
But at this moment, the slight footsteps sounded again.
"Step, step, step ......"
And it's getting closer to us.
The sound was soft, like the sound of a piece of paper falling on the ground.
If it weren't for such a dead and closed room, you wouldn't have heard it at all.
Hearing this voice, Uncle Yu and I both became nervous.
Uncle Yu hurriedly turned off the light of his mobile phone and looked in the direction of the toilet door.
And the footsteps, after walking a few steps, seemed to stop at the door of the toilet.
I could clearly feel that a cool breeze kept drifting in through the crack in the door, freezing cold.
Immediately afterward, two light coughs were heard:
"Ahem, ahem......"
It's not loud, but it's clear.
And this voice, right outside the door.
Apparently, there was someone standing in the doorway.
Uncle Yu and I both looked at the toilet door vigilantly, held our breath, and didn't dare to speak or move.
The silence was broken after a few seconds.
I only heard the hoarse old woman's voice, which sounded coldly at the door:
"No smoking in my house!"
Hearing this, Uncle Yu and I both looked at the cigarette butts in our hands at the same time.
Uncle Yu waved at me again and again, signaling me to extinguish the cigarette butt.
I didn't dare to slack off, so I just snuffed out the cigarette butt.
After the cigarette butt was extinguished, the slight footsteps sounded again.
"Step, step, step ......"
After a while, there was no movement again.
The room was silent again.
Uncle Yu listened to the toilet door for a while, and then said to me:
"Xiao Jiang is fine, you can take a nap!"
I smile wryly, where can I sleep?
The whole person was in a tense state, let alone in this murderous house and such a dark and closed environment.
I lowered my voice and said to Uncle Yu:
"Uncle Yu, I can't sleep."
"Alright! Then we'll stay up until dawn. ”
After Uncle Yu replied, he stopped talking to me.
We just sat on the ground, leaning against the wall, smelling the pungent fishy stench.
I feel that this time is a little difficult.
I thought it would be like this tonight.
But it wasn't until about three o'clock in the morning that the slight footsteps sounded again.
The footsteps approached us and finally stopped at the door.
The hoarse old woman's voice sounded again:
"The toilet has been on for so long, and there are still people waiting for you at the door!"
This sudden voice made Uncle Yu and I tense our nerves again.
I didn't dare to speak.
But Uncle Yu replied to the outside:
"Auntie, my stomach hurts today, take a long time."
After Uncle Yu replied with such a sentence, there was no movement outside.
After waiting for more than ten seconds, the footsteps gradually moved away.
At the same time, the old woman's muttering voice sounded:
"Two big men, they go to the toilet together, it's been so long, it's really not ashamed."
The sound was very soft, very small, and I couldn't hear it very clearly.
But it feels like it's been fooled.
As a result, an hour later, the footsteps of "stomping" came again.
Then I heard the old woman say to us in the toilet:
"Deliver food, my food, where are you left?"
Rice? Where do I have dinner with Uncle Yu?
I came here to avoid disaster.
Use the murderous house to avoid Zhang Qiang's entanglement.
After listening to this, Uncle Yu was also silent for a while and said:
"Auntie, I'll give it to you when I finish going to the toilet!"
"Oh!"
The old woman outside replied and walked away again.
Uncle Yu is obviously deceiving the old woman outside.
But now, that's all it can be.
In case we are kicked out, Uncle Yu and I will have nowhere to hide.
In this way, we were in the toilet, and we suffered for more than half an hour.
Outside the house, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Knock, knock......"
For a long time, it was the sound of the gate.
And it rang four times in a row......
In my early years, I heard the old people in the village mention it.
There is a saying when you knock on the door, there are three ghosts and four ghosts.
Eighty percent of the people knocking on the door outside are not people.
Most likely, it was Zhang Qiang's drowned ghost who couldn't wait and wanted to come in by himself......
I thought to myself.
The old woman's footsteps sounded again, and she reached the door of the toilet.
Immediately, I heard the old woman say in a low voice:
"You friends, you're about to smash my door.
Hurry up and get out! I don't want you to eat. ”
But how dare we go out?
I couldn't bear to speak.
Uncle Yu said:
"I don't know. Auntie, we have a stomachache, stay a little longer. Rice we come out for you. ”
Uncle Yu is still making excuses and continues to draw flatbread.
It seems that ghosts also eat this set.
But after a while, there was another knock on the door.
"Knock, knock, knock......"
Hearing this voice, let alone the old woman.
Even Uncle Yu and I in the toilet were upset.
The old woman outside snorted coldly:
"Knock knock, annoying.
The one who delivered the meal handed the white ayako from below to the old woman.
The old woman went out and strangled him......"