Except for me and Lang Hongyi, there is no one alive and awake in the village now. It might have been fine before, but now it seems that these villagers have walked out of the house as if they were guided by something.
I don't care whether this is a calamity aimed at me, I can't stay in this small courtyard anymore, I have to go out and take a look. Uncle Wu and the others are not here. I am the only makeup artist in this village.
Just when I thought Lang Hongyi would persuade me and try his best to stop me, he actually followed me closely and blended into the sleepwalking crowd without saying a word.
I said in disbelief, "Why don't you say something at this time?"
"Is there any use what I say? Why don't I just follow you closely...for example, give you a hand at this time!"
Because I turned to look at Lang Hongyi and spoke, I didn't pay attention to the pit in front of me. This small pit almost caused my handsome face to fall to the ground. Fortunately, Lang Hongyi caught my arm in time.
Now I have finally begun to understand the feeling of the God of Misfortune. I am really careful at every step, but I still step into the trap every time.
We followed those who were swaying in the dark, with no other sound except the footsteps, and gradually began to walk in the direction of the village chief's house, which made me feel more and more ominous.
When we were still a street away from Zhou's house, I grabbed Lang Hongyi and prepared to stop and temporarily observe the situation there.
Because I discovered a phenomenon, that is, there was no sound of footsteps at all in front of me, and there was only movement gathering from all directions. Could it be that these people were all parked in the empty field in front?
Strange to say, our village has always had two pieces of land that no one can build a house on.
One is not far from the village, where there is an old locust tree in front of Lao Sun's house, and the other is not far from the village chief Zhou's house, where the old stage is.
My heart was filled with chills. Could it be that those guys from Guiwei Valley and Uncle Wu and the others had a rift? We passed each other on the road. Uncle Wu went to Guiwai Valley where there was nothing, and those guys all came to the village.
Come to cause trouble?
Now we are the only two in the village, and I really don’t know if I can risk my life to fight with the entire troupe who died tragically.
"Let's go home first to see how Zhang Wei and Monkey Fool are doing and whether they have come out."
Lang Hongyi and I hunched our waists and walked in the opposite direction of the crowd, so a different scene appeared in the whole scene. Those people with their eyes closed were able to accurately move away from us when we passed by them.
route, especially the villagers closer to me.
They almost stopped on the spot and shook their bodies, but the people who came up from behind couldn't notice them at all. They rushed directly, rolled down into a piece, struggled to get up again, and then continued towards the old stage next to Zhou's house.
We soon arrived at the yard of my house. Because I had locked the main room door, we heard a very rhythmic banging on the door.
This sound is different from knocking on the door with hands, but like banging the door with the body and head. Through the door panel, I can think of Zhang Wei banging the door with his eyes closed, and I can't help but frown.
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After touching his body, a look of embarrassment flashed across his face. Lang Hongyi looked at me and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I lost my door key!" I have never lost anything in my life. Today, on the first day of the new year, my door key disappeared.
I was asked to try to recall what I had just experienced, whether I almost sprained my foot and fell it, or whether I lost it when I almost hit a haystack, or whether I didn't pay attention to the well and plunged into it with my head hanging...
I can't remember it at all...
"Just wait, I'll go in through the window, tie up Zhang Wei, and if I keep knocking him down like this, I'll kill myself."
Lang Hongyi climbed up to the window sill of his house in one step with his long legs, stretched out his hand to tear off the entire large screen window of my house, leaned forward and got inside.
Soon I heard the sound of ping pong coming from behind the door. It seemed that Zhang Wei had been captured. His small body actually tried to struggle in Lang Hongyi's hands, but he was beaten miserably.
Thinking of the fact that I had never left any rope or other items in the house, everything that could be used was on my body. The red rope was now wrapped around my waist. What did Lang Hongyi use to tie up Zhang Wei?
After a while, Lang Hongyi returned the same way and jumped off the window sill gracefully. We turned around and headed towards Coffin Boy's house, wanting to see Monkey Fool...
After all, this is our village guard, and we cannot let anything happen to him at this time.
The previous spectacle on the road had improved slightly. There were only a few sparse villagers living on the edge of the village rushing towards the old stage. We carefully avoided them. When we reached the edge of the village, we could no longer see any villagers.
The courtyard door of Coffin Boy's house was not closed, and I could see that he was in a hurry when he left. When I entered the courtyard, I almost somersaulted and fell on the densely piled wood.
Several protruding wood tips were almost inserted directly into my head. Lang Hongyi grabbed my collar from behind and avoided the murder.
I reflexively protected my face and didn't feel the pain for a long time. I gently took my hand away and saw Lang Hongyi with a dark face. I grinned and said, "I am indeed a little tired of my limbs today. Thank you!"
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After standing up, he patted his chest and took a breath, "Fortunately, if I made it so bloody, I don't know how many good wood materials passed down by the coffin ancestor would be wasted, and he would definitely not build a coffin for me.
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"Don't talk nonsense, I won't cause anything to happen to you!"
Lang Hongyi motioned for me to stay put and strode forward. When these words came to me, all I saw was the outline of the back of his head. However, this domineering tone really made me feel better.
few.
I am almost dead. Why do I feel that Lang Hongyi is using words to tease me, but I have no evidence?
In less than two minutes, Lang Hongyi came back and said, "Let's go to the old stage and have a look. The monkey fool was stuffed into the coffin by the coffin boy. It is indeed safer than Zhang Wei."
I only have two words of admiration in my heart. Coffin Boy is indeed more alert than me, and now I have time to be curious, "Where did you put Zhang Wei?"
"I borrowed your quilt and stuffed him in the closet!"
"..." I am really speechless, won't I die of suffocation?
"If it's cut open, I'll pay you a bed when I come back."
Okay, okay, human life comes first. I may not need that quilt in the future. If I can save Zhang Wei's life, it can be regarded as gaining some virtue for myself!
Suddenly, I felt a cold feeling on my wrist. When I looked down, I saw that it was a pretty-looking bracelet. However, there was a slender chain in the middle of the bracelet, connected to Lang Hongyi...another bracelet on his wrist.
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Ten thousand alpacas are racing past in my heart. If I admit it correctly, this thing is some kind of shameful shackles... To put it mildly, it can be said to be an adult version, a children's leash!
Don't bully me for being uneducated. My sister also has an ID card. I shook my wrist and said, "Mr. Lang, what do you mean?"
"On the surface, I don't want to be separated from you. If something happens, you can push me out of the way. The fortune teller said I can live to at least ninety-eight."
Still ninety-eight? I rolled my eyes feebly. As for this person whose fate has been changed, it will be very difficult to live to thirty-eight, okay? Wherever the fortune teller sets up a stall on the roadside, I can do it when I have time.
Go and cause trouble.
However, I was somewhat touched that this person was willing to help me avoid disaster!
"Okay, you can keep it on a leash, but can you walk slower? I feel like you are dragging the dog to death..."
Lang Hongyi stopped and gestured very gentlemanly, "I can ask you to go to the front, please!"
Isn't that just walking the dog? Go fuck your third aunt's legs, you bastard!