Facing Lin Jianguo's honest smile, Liu Erye, who already had the highest opinion of Lin Jianguo, naturally would not neglect him. After putting on a best friend's smile on his face, Liu Erye walked to Lin Jianguo and squatted down.

This position is special. It is about one or two meters away from Lin Jianguo, who is squatting at the door eating noodles. It does not look unfamiliar, nor is it too close to the dark shack behind him that does not have an oil lamp lit.

It's Lin Jianguo's taboo.

Others don't know this taboo, but Mr. Liu knows it. No matter who it is, whenever he approaches Lin Jianguo's shack, his face will always show an unhappy look. On several occasions, uninformed people in the town have accidentally

Entering Lin Jianguo's shack, Mr. Liu always saw Lin Jianguo's dark face, barely keeping calm, but his hands were clenched into fists and still trembling slightly.

This detail was noticed by Mr. Liu accidentally. After Mr. Liu took a look, Lin Jianguo seemed to have noticed it and stuffed his fist into his trouser pocket.

Speaking of which, there is nothing in Lin Jianguo's shack. What can be hidden in this shack that can be seen through at a glance? Mr. Liu, who was unaware at first, also went in. There must be nothing inside, but

He didn't know why Lin Jianguo was so nervous and concerned, even disgusted!

Mr. Liu had his own little thoughts, or a kind of 'cunning' unique to the people at the bottom. After discovering this incident, he did not tell anyone about it, but kept silently in his heart.

He considered himself to be the person who knew Lin Jianguo best in the town and the one with the closest relationship. He didn't want others to see through this, especially several other insiders, and then have a closer relationship with Lin Jianguo than he did.

Mr. Liu didn't have any particularly bad thoughts. He just thought that if one day, a hundred years later, Lin Jianguo could personally organize a funeral. The more capable the person, the more his soul can rest in peace and transcendence. Although he is now anti-superstitious, but

These concepts are still deeply ingrained in the hearts of ordinary people.

Lin Jianguo kept a low profile while Liu Erye thought to himself that if there were too many people close to him, he might not agree to his request, because after taking care of his own, how could he not take care of others in the future? Chinese people talk about personal relationships.

, once this thing starts, it will never end.

But if he has a good relationship with me, I can still have an excuse.

This was Mr. Liu's only little thought. Thinking of this, Mr. Liu looked at Lin Jianguo with more and more friendly eyes. When he saw that Lin Jianguo's bowl of spicy noodles had reached the bottom, he quickly wrapped himself in a dry cigarette and handed it to him.

passed.

"Have a smoke after dinner. Come on, come on." Mr. Liu was particularly attentive.

Lin Jianguo smiled naively and did not delay. He put down the bowl and said, "Second Master, have you eaten? I'll get you a bowl. This noodle is delicious."

Mr. Liu swallowed his saliva. Even for people in the town, eating a bowl of spicy noodles is considered a luxury. After all, who is a childcare worker? Who can be as handsome as Lin Jianguo? What’s more, he is also a wood worker.

Workers at the transportation office.

But why bother others? This good impression cannot be ruined by some trivial matters. Mr. Liu smiled attentively, waved his hands, and then said: "I won't eat anymore. The old woman bakes pancakes at night and is full. Let's smoke."

I'm not bored, so I came to chat with you again, aren't you annoyed?"

Lin Jianguo lit the dry cigarette handed over by Mr. Liu, took two puffs, shook his head with a smile, and then chatted casually with Mr. Liu. In fact, he had better paper cigarettes with him, and he was still willing to accept Mr. Liu's every day.

Yinqin, he just really wanted someone to talk to.

Under the moonlight, the two squatting figures next to the dilapidated shack are somewhat warmer than the one lonely figure squatting here.

In an era when there was no entertainment, people always went to bed early and chatted for a while. Mr. Liu said goodbye at the same fixed time as usual. Lin Jianguo glanced at Mr. Liu's back with a deep look.

, not knowing what he was thinking, he sighed slightly, got up and entered the house.

The shabby shack, with the moonlight shining into the room through the gaps, did not look so dark. Lin Jianguo used this weak, cold moonlight to touch the oil lamp, struck a match, and lit the oil lamp.

When the dim yellow oil lamp light came on, it finally added a touch of warmth to this deserted shack. Ordinarily, at this time, people would always feel at ease and relax all their defenses, but what the light clearly reflected was Lin Jianguo's face.

He had a face that looked a little painful and fearful.

He raised his head, glanced at the moonlight in the sky through the gap on the roof of the shack, estimated the time, and then took out a pack of cigarettes from his coat pocket with trembling hands, took out the shredded tobacco, and rolled it with the white paper inside.

, he lit the light of the oil lamp and took a deep breath. The fear on his face subsided a little, but the pain was still there.

After being gone for so many years, Yao'er must be old now. Can I take my mother-in-law and pick her out together with Yao'er? Yao'er at this age is 7 or 8 years old, and is sensible enough to stop talking nonsense.

Right? No matter how late it is, it's like there's no point in coming out on your own. The pained look on the face of Kanlin Jianguo, who can't pass the age of 9, becomes even more serious.

What will happen to their father and mother if they suffer so much? Thinking of this, Lin Jianguo suddenly lowered his head and grabbed his hair in pain, making a low "whimpering" sound from his mouth, like a wounded beast.

The cold moon rose higher. Lin Jianguo, who was lying on the broken table and whimpering in pain, suddenly straightened up as if he sensed something. Even his face was covered with tears and nose.

Before he could wipe it off in time, he stood up like a demon.

At this time, his expression changed. It was no longer the painful and fearful one just now. Instead, it was replaced by a mechanical numbness with an expressionless face and empty eyes. Then his body matched the expression on his face and walked around mechanically numb.

In front of the only kang in the shack, he squatted down under the dim light of the oil lamp.

This picture is so weird, mixed with a hint of terror. The flickering oil lamp light, the cold moonlight, and the expressionless, mechanical man have to know that even if the expression is full of pain, it is like a beast.

Sob, that is also a vivid human emotion. Unlike this, Lin Jianguo was like an indescribable existence.

He stretched out his hands and groped his way into the kang hole. Because it had not yet entered the winter, the kang hole was filled with thick black ashes. His hands were digging through the ashes very skillfully.

, in less than two minutes, a carefully wrapped package was pulled out from the thick pile of ashes.

The wrapping cloth is a typical rural floral cloth, but it looks very thick. It should be the kind of 'luxury' cloth that is only used for weddings and used to sew quilt tops. After digging out this

After being wrapped in floral cloth, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Lin Jianguo's numb and empty face. On such a face, he suddenly smiled like this. If someone were present, they might be startled, and then they would choose to say goodbye in a hurry and leave.

But this was an empty shack. No one saw Lin Jianguo's smile, and no one could decipher that the smile on Lin Jianguo's face contained an inexplicable sense of relief. He just took the package and returned.

In front of the table, after a trace of fear showed on his originally empty and numb face, he suddenly regained his strange expression and opened the package at once.

In that flower cloth package, there is a statue. But unlike the statues worshiped everywhere in China, even mountain ghosts will not make people feel scared. The statue in the package, the moment it is opened,

It was indeed with a terrifying aura that caught Lin Jianguo's eyes.

This is a statue of a skeleton, but it is not a human skeleton, but a fish skeleton. To be precise, it should be a cross between a fish head and a human. It is a weird skull statue. The statue is black and lifelike, with a ferocious expression and an open mouth.

Behind the sharp teeth and empty black eye sockets, there seemed to be a cold gaze staring at Lin Jianguo in front of it.

What was scary was not all of these, but the mottled blood on the skull. Lin Jianguo glanced at the skull statue, then picked up the statue with trembling hands and walked to a corner of the house.

There was a wooden board inlaid on the wall in that corner. There was nothing on it, but it was not particularly eye-catching. Lin Jianguo placed the skull statue on the board, then knelt down respectfully and faced it.

The statue began to bow and kowtow three times, and began to hum a strange tune, which was gentle and desolate, just like the soundtrack of a horror movie.

After doing all this, Lin Jianguo suddenly tore off his clothes, and there were clearly a mess of wounds on his abdomen. The old and new ones were superimposed on each other, making people look shuddering.
Chapter completed!