Chapter 98 Strange Old Man

Author: The bear skimming the treetops

Chapter 98 Strange Old Man

In the middle of the night, inside the ruined temple.

The night is dark and the darkness is low.

The dim moonlight shines into the dilapidated hall from the doors and windows. Although there is some light, it still looks very dark and eerie.

In the entire hall, there was only a faint candlelight in front of the clay statue of the Three Pure Ones, which had lost its color and had one of its arms broken off.

The candlelight seems to be very stingy, only willing to illuminate five or six steps around.

The man woke up from a coma and sat on the ground in a daze. The candlelight shone on his face, which made his face even more pale, as if he had died once.

"Where am I?" the man asked.

He is in his fifties and has a very strong body, but is slightly stooped.

His temples were gray and there were crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, and his slightly cloudy eyes were looking around the hall blankly.

Soon, he saw three little beggars huddled in the corner, like three quails shivering in fear, looking at him warily.

The smallest one among them was holding a wooden stick.

The man touched his head, but he still had a splitting headache. He felt that the world was spinning in front of his eyes, and he hurriedly closed his eyes.

Twenty days ago, after he woke up, he inexplicably found himself lying on a hospital bed, his head hurting intermittently, and sometimes the pain was almost fatal.

He asked the doctor, and the doctor said that he was hit by a car. The person who hit him sent him to the hospital for treatment, paid a hospitalization fee, and told the medical staff to take good care of him, but he did not show up again after that.

However, the man could not remember this incident.

But that's nothing. What frightens him the most is that he doesn't even know his last name or his name, nor does he know what he does or what his name is.

It was as if part of his memory was forcibly deleted from his brain with the impact of the car.

The man escaped from the hospital because he always felt that there was something very important to do.

But what it was, I couldn't remember at all.

He was walking in a daze on the street, as if he had lost his soul!

I don't know where I should go or what I should do.

The day before yesterday, he met these three little beggars and knew that they usually lived in this ruined temple. With their consent, he moved into the temple.

Among the three little beggars, only the youngest, Xiaoyu, was not afraid of him, while the other two always stayed away from him.

He vaguely remembered that he had a wallet with him, but he searched all his pockets and couldn't find it. He didn't even find a big one, only two phone coins.

I wanted to let the little beggar take it to pay back the money, but the other party said that they were not willing to recycle this thing at all.

You can't let three little beggars feed a large living person, right?

Therefore, sometimes he would go out to do odd jobs, but when people found out that he was sometimes not sober, they were no longer willing to hire him.

When his livelihood was gone, he followed the beggars to beg, and he often had enough to eat.

Tonight, when he left the ruined temple, he wanted to go to the river to fish, but for some reason, his head suddenly hurt terribly, so he covered his head and ran away.

He didn't know how long he had been running, but in an alley, he saw two black figures in the alley next door, one of whom let out a horrifying scream.

He was stunned for a while, then ran, stumbling all the way back to the ruined temple.

After seeing clearly that there were three little beggars in front of him, the man's body relaxed.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you!"

The three little beggars did not move, obviously they did not confirm that they were safe.

Just now this man went crazy again after waking up, jumped in front of Ah Liu and strangled his neck fiercely.

Fortunately, Xiaoyu took action in time and knocked the man unconscious with a wooden stick.

Now, the man woke up for the second time, but he didn't even remember that he had been hit just now.

The old man and the young man faced each other for about two minutes before Xiao Yuer had the courage to ask: "Old Qin, are you okay?"

"Old Qin?" The man touched the back of his head, "My name is Lao Qin?"

He really couldn't remember.

Xiaoyu was the boldest of the three little beggars. He took two steps forward with a wooden stick in his hand and stared at the man with his two big black eyes: "You kept shouting the word 'Qin' when you were unconscious just now, so we think

Your surname may be Qin. Let’s just call you Lao Qin from now on!”

Xiaoyu was very proud, probably because being able to name someone else was a very fulfilling thing.

It turns out that's the case, but why didn't I know that I shouted?

He just had a strange dream——

Soon after the maple leaves turned red, all I could see was the ice and snow, and the vast forest sea.

He and a dozen of his companions squatted in a snow nest shivering with guns in hand. The cold penetrated into the bones and seemed to freeze one's blood.

They could not light a fire to keep warm, and they had no food or clothing to satisfy their hunger and keep out the cold.

Some people feel a little pain in their heads, and their ears fall off when touched.

But it doesn't matter if your ears are frozen, but you are afraid that your hands and feet will be frozen. If your hands and feet are frozen, you can't shoot and march.

Then, the scene suddenly changed.

The heavy and clumsy cotton clothes and trousers disappeared, and he came to a city with a warm and humid climate.

A river divides the city into two. Walking along the bank, you can only see domestic garbage floating on the dark river surface, and there is an indescribable smell in the air.

In sharp contrast, the glittering Shili Foreign Market, the thick smell of makeup and powder made people sneeze, and the lights were so bright that they couldn't open their eyes.

All kinds of foreigners could be seen everywhere in the ballroom. They were tall, blond and blue-eyed, and they spoke a language he couldn't understand at all.

On the stage, the scantily clad dancers danced gracefully, and the onlookers in the audience always kept their eyes on their plump bodies. They cheered, screamed, and whistled as their skirts swung.

Then, the scene suddenly changed again.

I was sitting back-to-back in a cafe with a man whose face I couldn't remember, sipping coffee.

To be honest, he couldn't get used to the smell of pot water, but it seemed that every time he met, he would make an appointment at this coffee shop.

The other party seemed to have told him something, and the two had a fierce quarrel over it, but in the end he probably compromised...

"Old Qin, Old Qin, what are you thinking about?"

The man's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Xiaoyu's cold question.

His face was pale and he had no reaction after listening, he just nodded slightly.

I really didn’t know what to say, and even if I did, they wouldn’t understand.

Don't talk about them. I'm afraid I can't understand the fragments of memory scenes in my mind.

Seeing that he was silent, Xiaoyu turned around and waved to his two companions. Ah Liu and Xiao Si were hesitant to step forward. It was a bit scary to see the crazy man in front of them.

Ah Liu touched his neck subconsciously: "Xiaoyu, come back quickly!"

Xiaoyu grinned and said nonchalantly: "Come on, he won't go crazy now."

To be honest, he always felt that this old man was a good man and would not hurt them, at least not when he was sober.

Like them, he is also a poor person.

Even more pitiful than them, they don't even know their surname, name, or where their home is.

Seeing that Ah Liu and Xiao Si were reluctant to come over, Xiao Yu'er smiled at the man sitting slumped on the ground, walked to the incense table and took out two white steamed buns.

The steps were so light that there was almost no sound.

At this moment, the entire hall seemed to be quiet, so quiet that there was almost no sound, and several people could hear their own heartbeats.

"Eat, you must be very hungry!" Xiaoyu handed the steamed bun in front of the man, with sincerity in his tone.

Ah Liu and Xiao Si behind him were worried. That was their ration for tomorrow morning. If he ate it, the three of them would be hungry.

The man lowered his head and said nothing, and had no intention of taking the two steamed buns.

The little beggar in front of me has a dirty face, but his eyes are big and bright, and he has a sweet smile on his mouth, which is very pitiful.

"Although there are no vegetables, you can taste the sweetness of the steamed buns by eating like this. Eat quickly, otherwise you will be hungry!" Xiao Yu handed the steamed buns to his mouth.

The man's body shook violently. Why do these words sound so familiar?

Suddenly, he grabbed Xiaoyu's wrist and asked hoarsely: "Xiaoyu, what's your last name?"

Xiaoyu was really startled by his sudden movement. His delicate arms retracted suddenly, but his wrist was tightly held by the opponent's big hand, as if it was clamped by two iron pliers. He cried in pain.

Eyes spinning.

"It hurts, it hurts... let go, let go..."

"Let him go, let her go!" Ah Liu and Xiao Si each picked up a brick from the ground and came to rescue them.
To be continued...