I don’t know if it’s the old madman who knows my confusion.
Still God has mercy on you.
When I was at a loss, a fourth person came to the village.
The fourth man was an old man who looked to be about the same age as the old madman when he died. What surprised me most was that he looked very similar to the old madman.
Whether it was the tone of his words, the way he looked at me, or even some of his actions, I almost thought he was an old madman when I saw him.
It's just a pity that he is not.
I asked him who he was.
He told me that his name was Li Tiansheng and he was the biological brother of the old madman. I could also call him the old smoker.
He said it was the old madman who asked him to come to me.
He also said that it was because the old madman was afraid that I would die.
When the old smoker found me, I was huddled in front of the brazier. He held a cigarette rod and sat next to me without saying a word. He lit the cigarette with the remaining fire in the brazier and took a puff before handing it to me.
.
At that time, I was stunned for a long time before I realized what I was doing. Then I subconsciously took the cigarette rod and took a puff. I was undoubtedly choked and coughed, and I also woke up.
After taking back the cigarette rod, the old smoker ignored me and focused his eyes on the house opposite my house, as if there was something inside, and he was fascinated by it.
My mind was already in a mess at that time, and it was already night, so I didn’t need to pretend to be stupid. Seeing him like that, I couldn’t help but ask him if he could also see inside.
people.
But the old smoker didn't answer me. Instead, he took out a piece of red paper and threw it into the brazier. Then he looked at me and said, "That girl is indeed very smart."
"If you like."
"I can help you find a matchmaker."
When he said this, his face was serious, but it also made me freeze on the spot. My eyes subconsciously looked at the dilapidated house opposite the door, and I became confused again.
Because what the old smoker said was undoubtedly telling me that he could also see other people in the village besides me. It could also be said that he was telling me that Liu Ming and Zhuang Yue were not fools, but I was.
And the girl he was talking about, if I guessed correctly, was the young lady in my dream.
Seemingly seeing that I was distracted, or knowing what I was thinking, the old smoker patted my shoulder again and asked me, "How much do you know about Niang'er Village?"
I came back to my senses, thought for a moment, and then shook my head.
What do I know about Niang'er Village? I have been with the old madman since I can remember. Reading and literacy were taught by the old madman, and there was nothing about Niang'er Village in what he taught me. I really don't know anything about Niang'er Village.
If you don't understand the village, then there will be nothing but desolation.
The old smoker was not surprised. After taking a puff of cigarette, he sighed: "It seems that the old madman really didn't tell you anything."
"But that's right."
"I'm telling you, it's not certain whether you can survive until now."
Hearing this, I felt even more confused and confused.
"What's the meaning?"
The old smoker didn't want to answer me, but pointed to the house opposite and asked me again, "Do you like that girl?"
I was silent for a while and finally nodded mysteriously.
Although that young lady appeared in my dreams several times, after I dreamed of her again, her image was deeply engraved in my mind and I couldn't get rid of it.
After getting my answer, the old smoker said a few good words with a smile, and then took out a pack of red paper and handed it to me.
I took it and took a look. Some of the red papers were painted with paper figures, some with carriages, and some with phoenix crowns and harems. It was very strange.
But before I could ask any more questions, the old smoker had already put his hands behind his back, just told me to burn them all, and left without looking back.
I looked at the red paper and hesitated for a while before deciding to do it.
It's not that I trust people too easily, but that he is so similar to the old madman that I felt an inexplicable peace of mind when I saw him for the first time. That kind of peace of mind made me subconsciously choose to believe him.
What he said.
The red paper burned very quickly. When I threw it into the brazier, the red paper turned into ashes almost as soon as I turned around. It only took me less than half a minute to burn them all.
The strange thing is that after burning the red paper, I felt a strong sleepiness coming over me, so much so that I forgot how I packed the things and how I got on the bed and fell asleep.
I slept very deeply this night.
It was broad daylight when I woke up.
I don't know when the old smoker came to my house again, and he was roasting a chicken on the ground.
When I saw this scene, I subconsciously asked, "Old smoker, where did this chicken come from?"
The old smoker glanced at the direction where I was raising chickens and ducks, then took a whiff and said with a look of enjoyment, "These chickens are not bad, but they are not as well raised as the old crazy man."
I was a little speechless, but didn't say anything. I just sat next to him and quickly tore off a chicken leg and stuffed it into my mouth. After eating, I asked, "What were those you gave me last night."
"Why do I feel so sleepy after burning?"
The old smoker smiled mysteriously.
"You'll find out soon enough."
"Are you full?"
"When you're full, come with me to collect debts."
I was stunned for a moment.
"What debt is collected?"
The old smoker pulled another chicken leg and threw it to me, then stuffed the chicken head and butt into his mouth before standing up and said: "Those two outsiders have been staying in Niang'er Village for a few days.
It’s time to hand over something.”
After hearing this, I fell silent.
These words from two outsiders made me a little inexplicably irritated.
After all, I had clearly seen Zhuang Yue dead before.
Although Zhuang Yue didn't seem to be dead in Liu Ming's eyes, I did meet Zhuang Yue again later.
But subconsciously, I still thought Zhuang Yue was dead.
After all, the scene of death is too real.
When the old smoker was about to walk outside the house, I said again: "But I saw that one of them was already dead."
"He was hanged."
"The lower half of my body was cut off."
When he heard what I said, the old smoker paused, turned to look at me and frowned slightly, "What did you say?"
I added: "But then I saw that man again, and his body disappeared."
"I'm not sure either..."
But before I finished speaking, the old smoker's brows were already frowning even more.
After a while, he seemed to make a decision, took a puff of cigarette and continued walking forward.
"Let's find them first and then talk."
"If it's true what you said."
"Then this is going to be a bit troublesome."
"Then should I still pretend to be stupid?" I asked.