"I just asked you where you were injured.
Why is there so much blood on your clothes?"
Aunt Wang repeated the previous question.
"Oh, you talk about the blood.
In the afternoon, Heizi came back.
I killed a chicken for him and let him take it away.
He is old and useless.
His hands don't obey the command.
He didn't catch the chicken well and it flopped around.
It got all over me."
This time, the old man answered immediately without any pause.
"That's it, well, then you have to be more careful in the future, and Heizi is the same.
How can I let you do it yourself?
What if you are injured by a knife."
Aunt Wang shook her head, and this explanation seemed to make sense.
When he was fluttering, the blood was indeed splashed everywhere.
"Nizi, I'm full.
You can clean up and go back to rest."
The old man put his chopsticks on the bowl and said to Aunt Wang.
"Okay."
Aunt Wang neatly tidied up the dishes on the table and took them to the kitchen to wash them.
Wiping his hands and preparing to go back, he said hello to the old man as usual and closed the door of the old man's room.
But before she turned around and walked a few steps, she heard a low sobbing sound.
At first she thought it was the old man crying, but when she looked out the window, she saw the old man sitting on the bed in a daze holding a photo frame.
Aunt Wang shook her head, thinking she had heard wrongly, and turned around to leave.
But after taking a few steps, the low sobs sounded again.
Aunt Wang was a little strange.
If the young man left, the old man and she would be the only two people in the yard.
The old man didn't cry and she didn't cry, so who was crying?
So she stood still and listened quietly with her ears raised.
Listen.
The crying seemed to come from the house diagonally opposite the old man's house, which was separated from the old man's house by a yard.
Aunt Wang didn't think much and walked towards the room with a gentle step.
The closer we got to the house, the louder the sobbing sound became.
When Aunt Wang walked to the door of the house, the sound was very clear, but she still put her ear to the door in confusion.
Yes, the sound did come from the house.
Did the old man tie the little boy up in the house?
What was her purpose for doing this?
With doubts, she slowly opened the door.
A small oil lamp swayed gently as the door opened.
She was a little strange why the wall was painted dark red.
Such a color.
Looks very uncomfortable.
There seemed to be only one table and nothing else in the room, but when Aunt Wang turned her gaze to the ground, she subconsciously covered her mouth.
He saw a man lying on the ground.
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His hands and feet seemed to have been chopped off by something, and he was missing.
There was also an awl-like thing about one meter long stuck in his back.
But what was strange was that the man was cut off by something.
There was no trace of blood where it was inserted.
He looked at the clothes of the man lying on the ground and thought carefully.
Isn't this the clothes of the young man from before?
Was he killed?
Then he thought of the blood stains on the old man's clothes.
Oh my God, how could this be a six-year-old man?
How did an old lady in her teens kill a young and strong man?
Just when Aunt Wang was panicking, the person lying on the ground moved.
Is he not dead yet?
Aunt Wang was slightly relieved when she saw that the man had moved.
She hesitated whether to rescue herself or call the police and let the police come and solve the problem.
Although the latter was safer, she might not be able to do it when the police came.
The person was already dying.
After struggling for a long time, Aunt Wang decided to save the person first.
Just when Aunt Wang was about to go in to see the situation, the man lying on the ground arched his legs and moved up bit by bit along the cone-shaped thing.
Aunt Wang was horrified to see it.
Would it not hurt if such a thick iron thing penetrated the flesh?
What's more, it had already penetrated.
She had lost the ability to judge.
According to common sense, how could she survive in this situation?
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Half a minute later, the man without arms and legs actually stood there upright on his legs, but his back was always facing Aunt Wang.
"Little boy, are you okay?"
Aunt Wang asked stammeringly.
The man without limbs stood there and slowly turned his head.
This turn frightened Aunt Wang, because his head turned 180 degrees on his neck.
Aunt Wang's legs were so frightened that she fell to the ground.
Yes, it was this face, the boy who lived here before.
It was a pale face, whiter than Cao Cao's face in the facial makeup.
Aunt Wang was so frightened that she froze there and couldn't say a word.
The "man"'s grinning mouth moved slightly, as if he was greeting Aunt Wang.
Aunt Wang didn't know what to do at all, so she could only look at it stupidly.
Just like that, the two of them stared at each other for a long time, before the man with no limbs turned his head back, then slowly floated forward, and finally got into the wall.
I don't know how long it took before Aunt Wang returned to reality from her fear.
She struggled to get up from the ground, and ran quickly towards the door without even bothering to dust herself off.
After returning home, Aunt Wang told her husband about the incident, but he didn't believe it at all and asked her to take him to have a look.
However, Aunt Wang refused to agree, saying that it was too late to hide, and she still wanted to go. have a look.
The next day, she took her husband to Brother Zhang's house to have a look.
When the old man heard what Aunt Wang said, he was also surprised.
He led the couple to the door of the house and opened the door.
Door.
There was only one table inside, and a small oil lamp that had been extinguished was placed on the table.
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The surrounding walls were dark red, and there was nothing else.
As for the cone-shaped thing Aunt Wang mentioned, it seemed that it did not exist at all.
Pass.
When Aunt Wang saw this, she could only say helplessly that she might have been dazzled, but only she knew that all that had definitely happened.
Later, for unknown reasons, Aunt Wang’s husband also believed that Brother Zhang’s house was haunted, but when Aunt Wang asked him, he said nothing and just told Aunt Wang not to tell anyone about it.
"Have you seen that once?"
I asked curiously.
"Yes, I was scared half to death when I saw it once.
If I see it too much, I will die."
Aunt Wang stuffed a dumpling into her mouth and answered hesitantly.
"Uncle, how did you come to believe that their house was haunted?"
I turned my attention to Aunt Wang's husband.
He looked at Aunt Wang, then at me, and sighed.
"At first I didn't believe it at all, but not long after that day, the child's family came to the door and said they were coming to take the child back.
At that time, I realized that something was not right, so I went in to see the situation.
The child's family stayed up late until they went back.
When I went back, I also heard the cry, and I also saw a shadow entering the room your aunt mentioned.
The reason why I didn't tell your aunt It’s because I’m afraid she’ll think about it again
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