Grandma ran in front, and I stumbled behind her, the lantern in her hand flickering, and the light shining on the walls around her, all the red oil paintings seemed to come to life, and the big flower faces grinned at me with scarlet tongues and yellow-brown teeth.
"Baby, don't look at this, you'll go crazy."
Grandma reminded me.
I quickly took my eyes off the wall, and then I found myself running in an alley, which is the alley of our hometown, and my grandmother was running in the direction of my house, but I thought of Xiaoxue again, and said to my grandmother, I have to take my two friends home with me, and I can't let them be in danger.
"Silly boy, don't be confused, they're not, they're not your friends, they're all ghosts," Grandma said breathlessly.
"How can they be ghosts all the way with me, accompany me up the mountain, because we want to" Speaking of this, I suddenly realized that it should not be the alley of our hometown, and what I saw was an illusion What the hell is going on Immediately after, I smelled a fishy smell, and there was a faint hint of meat mixed with that fishy smell, which was disgusting.
The smell was like a sobering medicine, and I suddenly came to my senses.
Grandma stopped, I looked left and right, and found that there were only two people in the alley, my grandmother and me, and in front of me was a hidden door of the house, which was the door of my grandmother's house.
There was a clattering sound from inside the door, like the sound of a firewood burning at the bottom of a pot, and the dim light of the fire squeezed out of the crack in the door.
"It's here, baby, grandma's stewed meat should be ready."
Grandma smiled at me.
Suddenly, there was a "woo-woo" sound from inside the door, like the kind of whining sound that people make when they are gagged.
"What's that sound," I asked my grandmother.
"It's the sound of the wind, you forgot, when you went home, it was stormy and cold."
Grandma said.
"Leng Zi" is the name for hail in our hometown.
I nodded in a daze, and in a daze, I saw my grandmother's little feet.
Grandma is bound for little feet, it doesn't seem to be, I remember when I was a child, my grandmother always gave us shoe soles, and she would give them to herself, grandma's feet are very normal.
Thinking of this, I felt that the situation was not good, and at the same time, my mind was even more confused, and I shook off my grandmother's hand and tried to turn around and run away.
Just then, the door opened, and a white mass squeezed out of it.
This white thing is the corpse of a sorcerer wrapped in corpses, and I have seen him in the lake of old grievances "Hadron, welcome home."
The white corpse said.
His voice was like an iron claw, and it grabbed my throat at once, the same as the last time I heard it in the lake, it was Linzi's voice, and I was so frightened that I ran in the direction where I came, and before I could run out three steps, I smelled a strange aroma, and then my feet went soft and fell to the ground.
The moment I closed my eyes, I saw my grandmother's face with a kind smile, but the face was crumbling little by little, like a damp wall, falling off one by one, revealing white bones and bloody flesh.
After that, I had a long, long dream, that I was dead, and I went to the eighteenth layer of hell, and the person who was tortured with me was Xiaoxue, and the king of Hades was Linzi.
Just when I was about to be forked into the oil pot by the blue-faced fanged imp with a huge steel fork, a cold feeling hit my whole body, like taking a bath with ice ballast in the cold winter wax moon.
Then I got up and opened my eyes to find myself tied to a cross, and I had just woken up with a bucket of cold water.
At the moment I was locked in a cave of about ten square meters, with a wooden fence, a passage outside the fence, and torches on the left and right sides, and I immediately realized that I was trapped in a cage.
In the cage stood a hunchbacked old man, his face was blue, his eyes were dull, he couldn't stand steadily, his trembling, thin body swayed in the loose fat brown linen robe, and his mouth spewed foul breath from time to time, this guy was the one who had just woken me up.
My head started to ache when I thought about what had happened, but I quickly figured out that I was supposed to have been hypnotized by the little boy who was playing with the stones, and the old lady was his accomplice, and they caught me without much effort.
And what really makes me feel uneasy are Zheng Ziwen and Xiaoxue, what happened to the two of them, I seem to have stabbed Xiaoxue The thought of this, remorse, anger and worry almost drove me mad, and I began to struggle on the cross, trying to break free from the ropes that bound me.
"Don't bother it."
The old man said, "You can't run, and if you make any more trouble, I'll have to knock you out again."
I'll wake you up quietly. ” His voice was hoarse, but his tone was unusually steady, and he squeezed out a weird smile at me after speaking, which was more ugly than crying.
"What do you want," I said viciously, "kill or fuck me, don't hurt my friend" "You're not right, you're going to be roasted, hey, I've been hungry for a long time, and I hope you can give me a little meat this time."
He licked his dry lips with his tongue as he spoke, then folded his hands in a prayer gesture.
He was looking forward to eating my meat, which reminded me of the smell of roast and stew before, and the fishy smell and the moaning of "woo".
It turned out to be the smell of people being roasted alive, stewed alive, and the last sound that came out I threw up, and the old man laughed silently, and his whole body twitched as if it was going to pass at any moment.
"Hurt your friends or not, I don't count, it's useless for you to yell at me here, it's better to cough cough, it's better to smoke a bag of cigarettes before you die" As he spoke, he took out his tobacco pouch and pot, stuffed some tobacco leaves into it, hissed a match, lit it for me, and stuffed it into my mouth.
My lips trembled, and I grinned my teeth on the cigarette pouch pot, and after only one puff, I choked on the smoke pouch pot, and then grinned and spit out the cigarette pouch pot.
The tobacco leaves are damp, and the smell is unpleasant to inhale in your throat.
The old man picked up the cigarette pouch pot from the ground and knocked it, "It's a pity that my tobacco leaves." ” Strange to say, though, I calmed down after taking that puff of cigarette and asked the old man who he was and what he wanted to do with me.
"I'm the one who cares about here, I don't want to do anything, the key is what they want to do."
After he finished speaking, he squatted down to the base of the wall and smoked a cigarette.
It seems that he is the "jailer" here, so I hurriedly asked him where Xiaoxue and Zheng Ziwen are now, and what they are going to do when they arrest me He shook his head and sighed, and said to me, "Young man, why do you think I woke you up?"
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