Chapter 6: Losing Mind

Hao Ren: [Different], [Selected], [Death], [Group Photo], [Tenth Man], [Non-existent Eleventh Man]?

[Bus], [Gan Gยท1748].

[Oblivion].

Hao Ren looked at the white paper full of keywords in his hand with some confusion, among which [Forgetting] was smeared round and round, which looked very important.

It's just that he doesn't understand why he's writing this?

"Hao Ren, do you have any cash on you?"

Suddenly, Hao Huai's shout from the ancestral hall interrupted Hao Ren's thoughts, and folded the white paper in his hand again and put it in his pocket, Hao Ren turned around and looked at Hao Huai who came out of the ancestral hall with a cigarette in his mouth with some confusion.

"One more thing, what's wrong."

"Don't mention it, what the hell, I didn't win in one night."

Hao Huai habitually handed Hao Ren a Huazi and said: "These two Hanhans, don't want an IOU, don't want a transfer, just ask for cash, isn't this a bad thing!" โ€

"Lao Tzu is so rich, will he still repay his debts?"

Hao Ren glanced at the two young men in the ancestral hall who were smiling because of the win, pouted and took out their wallets from their pockets.

"You also know that I am a poor student, and this is all my belongings."

took out a few hundred-yuan bills and a stack of change from his wallet, and Hao Ren handed them directly to Hao Huai.

"What is this?"

When he closed the wallet, Hao Ren was suddenly stunned.

In the transparent mezzanine of the wallet is a photograph of an empty old house with blue tiles and gray bricks, and the door of the tiled house is open.

Behind the open door is an old-fashioned, hand-made baby crib on which a baby is sleeping soundly.

Further back, there is a square table with some items on it, but because the distance is too far, I can't see what it is, and I can only vaguely see an old-fashioned mechanical pendulum clock......

"Strange."

Hao Ren closed his wallet, although he was a little puzzled why he carried a photo of the old house with him, but he didn't think much about it.

Putting away the wallet, Hao Ren followed Hao Huai back to the ancestral hall, but before the two of them walked into the ancestral hall, Hao Huai, who was walking in front, suddenly roared: "What the hell are you doing!" โ€

After speaking, Hao Huai rushed into the ancestral hall in three steps and two steps, and kicked away a young man who was trying to open the ice coffin.

"You're sick, aren't you, or your brain is broken, and you're crazy."

Gu was not a young man who fell to the ground for a long time and couldn't get up, Hao Huai looked at the other young man with a smirk on his face and still trying to open the ice coffin.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

In response to Hao Huai, there was still a terrible smirk.

"I'm Nima!"

Hao Ren, who rushed into the ancestral hall with him, heard this laughter and cursed in his heart, and goosebumps all over his body began to stand up uncontrollably.

Just now, he heard this laughter.

Although the voice is a little different, the tone is not the slightest difference.

"Can't let him open the coffin."

Hao Ren exclaimed.

Although Hao Ren didn't know what would happen when he opened the coffin, his intuition told him that the coffin in the ancestral hall must not be opened.

Fortunately, this is an ice coffin, which is different from the traditional coffin, the coffin lid is a push-pull type of transparent glass, so even the young man used up his strength to feed, and even his fingers were dislocated, and the coffin lid could not be lifted.

"Nima next door, it's crazy, right?"

Hao Huai saw that he couldn't persuade him, so he simply stopped pressing, directly bypassed the coffin and kicked it in the air, and kicked it in the young man's face.

Bang......

was directly slapped in the face by a forty-four-yard big foot, even if Jackie Chan came, he couldn't bear it.

Only a thud was heard, and the young man spewed out a few broken big white teeth, and fell down with a nosebleed.

"What's going on, are they crazy?"

Helping the two young people who were kicked and fainted by Hao Huai to lie down in the corner, Hao Huai was a little confused.

Why are you opening the coffin of the second uncle?

"I don't know."

Hao Ren shook his head, and the feeling of being spied on appeared again.

"Who, who's there!"

Hao Ren suddenly turned around and stared at the direction of the altar.

But there was nothing but the rattling of the brazier, which was about to go out.

"What kind of plane are you doing!"

Hao Huai, who was almost scared to death by Hao Ren's throat, complained, and hurriedly caught the half of the cigarette that fell from his mouth.

"Nothing."

Hao Ren shook his head, looked back at one of the young men with a size forty-four shoe print on his face, and nosebleeds gushing like he didn't want money, and said, "It's better to call 120 first, otherwise I'm afraid he will hang up." โ€

"Mader, isn't this dog eating too much lard?"

Hao Huai scolded while taking out his mobile phone and preparing to make a call.

"Damn, there is no power at the critical moment."

Hao Huai scolded again, and threw the mobile phone with a black screen on the small square stool.

"I'll fight."

Hao Ren said as he took out his phone from his pocket.

Hao Huai looked at the elderly machine that Hao Ren took out, and couldn't help but complain: "No, what age is this, are you still using the elderly machine?" โ€

"Tomorrow I'll take you to buy the latest HarmonyOS machine."

Listening to Hao Huai's arrogant words, Hao Ren frowned.

He knew it was the old man's phone.

It's just that the old man has to die to this mobile phone baby on weekdays, let alone give it to others, even if he touches it, he doesn't let others touch it.

It's just why it's in their own hands now.

"What are you doing in a daze!"

Hao Huai stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Hao Ren's eyes.

"Nothing."

Hao Ren used his hand to remove Hao Huai's hand that was making a fool of himself in front of him, skillfully entered the password, and turned on the phone.

"How do I know the password to this phone?"

Hao Ren was taken aback by his subconscious operation.

"I said Hao Ren, if you don't hurry up, this guy is about to go into shock from blood loss."

Hao Huai glanced angrily at the two poor young people from the same village in the corner.

"Hmm."

Tick ...... Tick ......

Hao Ren had just pressed 120 on his side, and before it was broadcast, he heard the sound of an ambulance in the village from a distance.

"My day, is the efficiency of 120 so high now?"

Hao Huai looked at the flickering red and blue lights at the head of the village with some shock.

"I haven't hit it yet!"

Hao Ren also looked at the entrance of the village with some surprise.

The two looked at each other.

How could an ambulance enter the village at such a late hour?

"Do you want to go and see, just pull these two Hanhan away together." Hao Huai said.

Hao Ren shook his head and said, "I'll call another 120, just in case, and under normal circumstances, an ambulance won't pull two families." โ€

"That's right, it's such a big night, maybe it's an old man who is drinking again."

Hao Huai refilled himself with a Huazi, and the orange cigarette butt flickered in the dark.

"Wow...... Wow......"

As soon as Hao Huai's words fell, a rapid siren sounded clearly from the entrance of the village.

Accompanied by the screeching sirens of ambulances and police cars, Hao Ren looked at the entrance of the village that lit up with blue and red light in the night, and a sense of uneasiness began to spread in his heart.

It seems, I forgot a lot of things?

And these things are very important.

Behind the two, in the ancestral hall.

No one noticed that the brazier under the altar had slowly begun to go out, and only a little spark remained.

I don't know when the light of the two permanent lamps on the altar turned a miserable green......