Lao Ma slapped his thigh and said very confidently: "Cao Deyong must be with Shi Ran."
Yang Xiaobao shook his head and said: "No, if he and Shi Ran are in the same group, then it is impossible to keep driving us away."
"That's... right." Lao Ma touched his head, "That's strange, why would he appear just when you were about to take action?"
"Maybe it's a coincidence." Yang Xiaobao said with a smile.
Lao Ma asked again: "Xiaobao, what will we do tomorrow? Do we really want to leave Beichen Village?"
"We'll see what happens tomorrow. At worst, we'll go to the mountains."
Yang Xiaobao said, covering himself with the quilt: "Sleep."
"I have never gone to bed so early." Lao Ma sighed, "I definitely won't be able to sleep."
As he said that, he turned off the light and lay down on the quilt.
It was now between nine o'clock and less than ten o'clock. Yang Xiaobao and the others had indeed not gone to bed so early for a long time.
It reminded him of his childhood.
There was no electricity in the village at that time, so everyone went to bed early at night.
The room was dark and nothing could be seen.
When he was a child, he would lie in bed and look at the airless darkness in the room, and he would feel a kind of fear in his heart.
At this time, he will look for the little bit of light coming from the window.
Although this light is very weak, it will give him a sense of security and will not make him think that he is in a state of death.
Yang Xiaobao was lying on the bed, thinking wildly, when he heard the old horse's purring sound like a pig.
After a while, the old horse began to grind his teeth.
Yang Xiaobao took a deep breath and tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
He thought again of Sister Guihua who was waiting for him in his hometown. He wondered if she missed him now?
Yang Xiaobao has not called her for two days.
Thinking of this, Yang Xiaobao took out his mobile phone and prepared to call Su Guihua.
Unexpectedly, two hours had passed since I was lying on the bed tossing and turning, and it was already twelve o'clock.
At this time, Su Guihua must have fallen asleep.
Yang Xiaobao put down the phone and thought about calling her again tomorrow.
Listening to the old horse's snoring and teeth grinding, Yang Xiaobao sighed.
After a while, Yang Xiaobao suddenly heard a scream coming from outside.
Hearing this voice, Yang Xiaobao immediately sat up from the bed.
The old horse's snoring also stopped instantly.
"Xiaobao, is someone screaming?" Lao Ma asked.
"Uh... aren't you asleep?" Yang Xiaobao asked very differently.
"I'm asleep, but if there is any movement, I will hear it."
Yang Xiaobao got out of bed in the dark and stretched out his hand to find the switch: "You are really a dog."
At this moment, Yang Xiaobao heard another shrill scream.
This sound seemed so scary in such a dark night.
"It should have come from the village." Lao Ma said.
Yang Xiaobao nodded: "I just don't know what happened."
At this moment, he heard the door creak outside.
Yang Xiaobao's hand happened to touch the switch, and he immediately retracted his hand.
In the darkness, he heard footsteps coming from the yard, and then the door creaked, and the footsteps became farther and farther away.
Someone must have gone out.
If your guess is correct, it will be Cao Deyong who goes out.
Yang Xiaobao then breathed his last breath and turned on the light.
"Xiaobao, what should we do? Should we go and take a look now?" Lao Ma asked.
Yang Xiaobao thought for a while and nodded: "Let's go."
The two of them got out of bed and quietly walked out of the yard.
There were no street lights in the village, and the whole village was swallowed up by darkness.
The two of them walked on tiptoe through the village.
The village became quiet again, as if there had never been those two screams just now.
It was so quiet that their footsteps sounded so thrilling.
"Xiaobao, we don't know which family is in trouble?"
In such a quiet night, Lao Ma's voice involuntarily became lower.
"Look for it." Yang Xiaobao snorted and said.
"I don't know where Cao Deyong went at this time." Lao Ma said with a snort.
Yang Xiaobao ignored him and walked forward in silence.
This village is getting more and more interesting.
When Yang Xiaobao and Lao Ma walked to the east end of the village, they heard a burst of crying coming from a courtyard.
Yang Xiaobao and Lao Ma looked at each other.
Even in the dark, the two people could still feel each other's eyes.
"In front, let's go there."
The two of them walked over following the sound.
The sound becomes louder and louder.
When he arrived at the door of the courtyard, Yang Xiaobao let out a long sigh.
Because the yard where the crying came from was the first house at the east end of the village.
After they entered the village, they knocked on their door.
Yang Xiaobao could still think of his eyes staring at his back.
Before Yang Xiaobao could knock on the door, Lao Ma directly reached out and pushed the door open and walked in.
Yang Xiaobao could only follow and walk in.
When I got to the yard, I saw lights on in the three main rooms facing the gate.
Yang Xiaobao and Lao Ma looked at each other, nodded, walked over and opened the door.
Their actions shocked everyone in the room.
Everyone in the room immediately turned to look at the door, with frightened expressions on their faces.
Yang Xiaobao saw three people and a corpse in the house.
Among the three people, one was the village chief Cao Deyong, and the other was an old lady sitting on the ground crying.
Another middle-aged man in his forties stood side by side with Cao Deyong.
This middle-aged man in his forties reacted immediately and shouted: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
Cao Deyong quickly said: "They came here to play this afternoon and stayed at my house."
The middle-aged man looked at Yang Xiaobao and Lao Ma with vigilance and suspicion.
"Brother Xiaobao, brother Lao Ma, why are you here?" Cao Deyong asked.
But Yang Xiaobao did not answer his words, but looked at the dead body intently.
The dead man lying on the ground was the one who talked to Lao Ma in the afternoon.
Seeing the dead man's expression, Yang Xiaobao's heart trembled.
Because the deceased's eyes were not closed, but open.
Judging from his expression, he must have been very frightened before he died.
"We heard the crying, so we came out to take a look." Lao Ma replied at this time.
"Oh, oh." Cao Deyong didn't know what to say at this time and could only nod.
After a while, he realized something and said quickly: "Brother Xiaobao, Brother Lao Ma, there is nothing going on here. Why don't you go back and rest?"
Yang Xiaobao looked at Cao Deyong, then at the middle-aged man in his forties.
"It's a bit strange that this uncle died." Yang Xiaobao said.
The middle-aged man in his forties immediately asked: "What do you mean by this? What is the strangeness of death? Do you know how my father died?"
It turns out that this middle-aged man in his forties is the son of this old man. This chapter has been completed!