Beads of sweat were already running down my forehead, making me itch a little.
I took my hand out of the quilt and wiped the sweat, and the palm of my hand hurt a little, just like the pain of a wound being wiped by alcohol and stung.
No, my hand didn't hurt.
I lit up the screen and looked at the palm of my hand, which had been scratched and bloodied.
I felt like I was going to break down.
When I ran away in my dream, I fell and broke my palm, but I didn't sleepwalk just now, and I didn't have a nightmare, how could this be Reality and dreams, I was mixed up again.
Looking at Linzi again, he turned into a shroud in his dream, and more than one person spoke about Linzi's bizarre death, could it be that what I saw was really a fragment that was going to happen in the future In the dream, Linzi was begging me for help, he said that he was tied up, and he wanted to lie down in the coffin My mind was messed up, and fear had eaten up almost all my sanity.
At this moment, the voice outside the door of the duty room sounded again, as if it was moving its body, making some rustling sounds.
It's definitely not a dream, but it's a person or a ghost outside the door Or nothing like what I saw in my dreams, just the white shroud "Hadrons" Hearing this sound, I shuddered and reacted for a moment before realizing that the sound was coming from the small bed next to me.
I turned my head in horror and looked at Linzi, only to see that he had opened his eyes and was very conscious.
"You're awake" "Shhhh ” I nodded, but Rinko woke up and saved me, and it's always good to have someone to share your fears.
Moreover, this also dispelled my crazy idea just now, it was definitely not Linzi wrapped in a shroud outside the door.
Knock, knock, knock Someone knocked on the door three times, and Linzi boldly asked, "Who?"
No one responded, but then I heard the sound of footsteps and walked away.
Linzi and I hesitated for a moment, exchanged glances, got out of bed, put on a coat, and walked out of the duty room.
The door at one end of the hallway was opened, and the night breeze clanged against it.
The guy who knocked on the door had apparently gone downstairs.
We immediately headed for the door at the end of the hallway, and as soon as I pushed the door out, I looked around and soon noticed a man squatting under the wall.
It was him again, the old man.
The old man, who was wet and ghostly, and never looked up to show his true face.
"Why are you here," Linzi asked in surprise.
"I'll help you."
The old man said to us in a singing falsetto.
"Thank you for reminding me last time."
I said to the old man, "Otherwise, I would have been poisoned by that snake." ” He hung his head, as if he hadn't heard me, and said to himself, "You're in danger again, but this time it's someone else who hurts you, someone you think you can trust." ” "So what are we going to do this time?"
I asked him.
"Tomorrow night someone will tell you to go to a place, don't go when the time comes, and don't promise any conditions, if you don't want to die."
He warned us.
"And who is going to kill us this time?"
As soon as I asked, the old man giggled, which was worse than crying.
"Tomorrow you won't know."
He sells Guanzi.
I'm very anxious, wave after wave, who will harm us?
"Can you tell us why that person will harm us tomorrow?"
I couldn't hold back my curiosity.
The old man was gracious and told us slowly: "Tomorrow that person seems harmless, but in fact, it is not, once you agree to their request, in the future, the two of you will turn against each other and kill each other, and Linzi will die at your hands sooner or later."
His words sent chills to me, but in addition to being afraid, I had a vague anticipation of what was to come tomorrow.
I've heard that Rinko and I will kill each other before, and I think tomorrow's events will give me some clues.
"Alright, I'm leaving."
With that, he stood up, but still hung his head.
I swallowed nervously and stared at him intently, I had never seen him stand up.
The old man, like all old men, bent his back and turned away, his back covered with dirt, as if he had just been lying on the ground.
He took a step, but he couldn't lift his legs at all, and his knees didn't seem to bend.
Linzi grabbed my arm and took two steps back, "Strong strong son" "How" "Do you believe there are ghosts?"
"I don't know.
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What do you want to say, Linzi" My heart rose to my throat.
"I heard that when a person dies, his knees don't bend, you see him" The old man's knees were indeed straight, so I asked Linzi if the old man would be a living corpse.
Linzi shook his head and said, if it was a living corpse, how did he evaporate from the world last time in the administrative building And even if he is a living corpse, there will always be a time when the clothes on his body will dry, and his hair will be dried, but after so many days, he is still wet.
I got goosebumps, went back to the duty room, couldn't sleep for a long time, and told Linzi about the dream I had before.
Linzi told me not to think about it, and he said, we will all live well.
In the future, he will marry Wang Ying, because he has promised Wang Ying that he will marry her, and they still have a lot of places they want to go, and they have to go to the 100 places in the world that are about to disappear for their honeymoon.
What he said, to me, sounded beautiful and distant.
I can't even think about it, it feels like it has nothing to do with me.
If I can live to that day, I just want to go to a quiet small city to live, do a job I like, or open a small restaurant, and have a happy family, and the family is safe and healthy.
Really, I don't ask for anything.
When I woke up again, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.
Linzi had already woken up, and he was busy working in the morgue alone.
I went to help with guilt, but he said that he was done, and said that we would eat out together at noon because Wang Ying was coming.
At noon, I called Xiaoxue, and the four of us went to the hot pot restaurant opposite the hospital.
When she was about to finish eating, Wang Ying said seriously: "Actually, I came to you today for an important matter. ” I put down my chopsticks and listened carefully to what she said.
Wang Ying's eyes flashed brightly, "The prophet is back." ” "It's the most prestigious person in your shamanic religion," Xiaoxue asked in surprise.
"Yes, I always thought he was dead, but last night I received a message from the Prophet, who said that tonight, let me take Qiangzi and Linzi with me to the place where we used to meet and worship."
I was shocked, and when I looked at Linzi again, his face suddenly became ugly. t1706231537: