Summer evenings are still a little muggy, but compared to the heat island effect in the city, the remote countryside is much cooler and more comfortable, Chi Zheng walked leisurely on the country road after dinner, and stopped at the pond a few hundred meters away from the old house.

He looked at the pond with nostalgia.

I remember that when he was a child, he often jumped into this pond with his friends to bathe in the summer, which can be said to have deep memories of childhood.

But time has passed, and the memories of the past are only memories, and there are not a few young people in the lively villages, all of them are old people lying on rocking chairs, growing vegetables and tying some bamboo, which is their daily life.

Not even a single child was seen, and it seemed that they all went to the city with their working parents.

Walking here, Chi Zheng returned to the old house.

In fact, it stands to reason that he should be on the way to find a job, but a week of strange dreams made him return to his hometown.

Last year, his grandfather died of illness at home in the old house, and his parents took him back to preside over the funeral.

Unlike his father, Chi Zheng and his grandfather still have a good relationship, and they come back to see their grandfather once a year when they have time. Birth, old age, sickness and death are common, although it is very sad, but it has been almost a year, why do you dream of your grandfather for a week?

This is very abnormal, the grandfather in the dream is wearing a shroud, his back to him does not speak, he keeps calling grandpa, and the old man does not gnaw.

It's just a dream like this, and it's okay to have such a dream for a week, Rao is Chi Zheng can't ignore it, he frowned, felt that things were not simple, thought about it, and simply came back to the old house and gave the old man a stick of incense.

After putting on the incense, I took some time to clean up the old house, boiled water and cooked instant noodles to eat, and it was evening.

Standing in the courtyard of the old house, Chi Zheng pulled out a rocking chair and sat down, looking at the bright moon and stars in the sky, except for the sound of cicadas and frogs, it was quite quiet, the surrounding houses were empty, and the houses of the people were hundreds of meters away.

Lying alone on the rocking chair, Chi Zheng felt unprecedented peace of mind, when he was a child, his grandfather liked to hold him, lie on the rocking chair and tell him ghost stories, what old corpses in mountain villages, village matchmakers, pond water ghosts, Yin soldier messengers, unjust death and the like, now think about it, they are all good memories of childhood.

The cool breeze was blowing, and Chi Zheng might be because of the fatigue of the day, or maybe it was too comfortable to lie down like this, and soon, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In a daze, he slowly opened his eyes.

I don't know when, there was a burst of fog in the courtyard at night, which was only available in the early morning, and the tranquility drifted in, enveloping the vision in the distance.

The incandescent lights in the courtyard also seemed to be disturbed by fog and darkness, and the light was also much dimmer, Chi Zheng got up from the rocking chair, he sighed, and vaguely saw a figure standing on the path outside the courtyard.

"Who's there?"

Chi Zheng became vigilant, how could anyone come here in the middle of the night? Not to mention now, even during the day, there were hardly any people to see in the village.

He shouted, and when he saw that the figure was still motionless, he went back to the stove house and picked up the broom, shook his head, looked at the rusty kitchen knife hanging beside him, put down the broom, and untied the kitchen knife.

But after thinking about it for a while, Chi Zheng felt that it was inappropriate, even if it was legitimate defense, it was too much to use a kitchen knife. So he put down the kitchen knife, picked up the hammer, and untied the sickle again, holding the hammer in his right hand and the sickle in his left hand, Chi Zheng went out and walked towards the path outside the courtyard.

Thief?

No way, there's something to steal from this old house.

Could it be a patient with Alzheimer's disease? Maybe the elderly in the village came here with dementia or sleepwalking.

It may well be so.

Thinking so, a trace of panic in his heart dissipated a lot, and when he gradually got closer to the past, Chi Zheng stopped, and there was still a distance of several meters, put the hammer at his foot for the time being, and took out his mobile phone to turn on the flash lighting.

A faint mist filled the surroundings, and the flash of his phone was scattered, but at this close range, he could still see the face of the figure clearly.

An old man? an old man I've never seen......

A pair of eyes like holes looked directly at Chi Zheng.

This?

Chi Zheng hurriedly took a few steps back, is this still a human being? His eyes had disappeared, as if he had been dug out with a spoon, and there was nothing in the dark blood holes.

Not good!

Whatever it is, but don't be so scared that you don't dare to do anything.

Chi Zheng put his mobile phone in his pocket, grabbed the sickle in his hand, and scolded, "Where are you from? What are you doing in the middle of the night?"

The figure suddenly stopped, its mouth slightly wide open, but it didn't make any sound.

Chi Zheng looked creepy, this old man was like an old corpse in a movie, anyway, he didn't look like a living person, and then he thought about standing outside the courtyard in such a way late at night, who could believe it if he was a normal person?

He was a little frightened, and he felt that he had really hit a ghost or a zombie? But could there really be ghosts and zombies in the world?

Seeing that the old man stopped and stared at him like this, but there was no other action, Chi Zheng quickly calmed down, regardless of whether he was a human or a ghost, holding a sickle in his left hand, and grabbing his mobile phone with his right hand to light up, he wanted to call the police...... Why is there no signal?

Although this backward place, there is only an E network signal, and there is no Internet connection at all, but it is still no problem to call before?

didn't have time to think about it, Chi Zheng turned on the camera again, aimed at the old man, and took more than a dozen photos in a row.

After taking the photo, he saw that there were more than a dozen photos in the photo app, and just looking at the photos was very infiltrating, not to mention the on-site encounter.

"Is this really going to scare me to death?"

Chi Zheng secretly looked up, staring at the old man, who also stared at him with hole-like eyes.

After thinking about it, Chi Zheng cautiously spoke: "Old man, where did you come from? Are you lost? What about your old family? It's the middle of the night, it's time to go back to sleep...... Where did you come from? Show me a place, and tomorrow I'll go and burn some paper money on the pillar of incense for you. ”

As if he hadn't heard him, the old man slowly raised his stiff arm and spread out his palms like dead wood.

Chi Zheng's eyes immediately widened.

He saw that there was actually a jade plate in the palm of the old man's hand, the appearance was like ice and water, the ice was clear and jade, and it was not an ordinary jade at first glance, but it was a pity that there were many gaps in the jade plate with such a texture.

He was wondering, the jade plate suddenly turned into a blue light, shooting out, and before Chi Zheng could react, the blue light had already hit his forehead.

In an instant, Chi Zheng's eyes lost concentration, staggered two steps, and sat down.

And the old man who lost the jade plate, his body instantly disintegrated, and a gust of wind blew, turning into countless dust and drifting into the distance.