There was not a breath of wind in the village, and the heat was really uncomfortable.
Mo Ershi, the village chief of Mojia Village, was asleep in bed. Thinking of his son whose body was still lying outside the village, he couldn't help wiping away tears.
My wife was leaning on the edge of the bed, crying too.
In the evening, I had already informed my relatives in other places, and they would all come to express their condolences tomorrow.
He slowly got up from the bed, put on his shoes, and walked towards the bathroom outside the yard.
In the yard, insects like crickets kept chirping and it was very noisy.
Mo Ershi sighed, and suddenly, he heard a gentle knock on the door.
It's the courtyard door. Who knocked?
What else could happen in the middle of the night?
He walked all the way, stopped in front of the gate, pulled out the latch, and opened the yard gate.
There was no one at the door. He turned his head subconsciously and immediately saw a white shadow flashing past the corner.
It seemed like a person, making him feel inexplicably familiar.
"Who is it?" Mo Ershi shouted.
Seeing no response, he immediately quickened his pace to follow.
Turning around, another white shadow flashed past at the end of the road, very fast.
"Who is it?"
Mo Ershi asked next and immediately ran to catch up.
White shadows kept flashing by, and he followed closely again and again. Soon, he followed and came to a familiar place.
What puzzled him very much was why the man walked so fast without making any sound.
After all...is he a human? This back view made him feel more and more frightened.
So much so that he didn't dare to open his mouth and call his name.
Walking all the way to the threshing floor, he saw a tall haystack in the distance, with a rotting, smelly, swollen corpse lying on it.
That was his son.
The white cloth covering the body disappeared, revealing him.
The stench kept coming into Mo Ershi's nose. He held his breath and felt his scalp numb.
Why did that white shadow lead him to his son's body?
There was no one around and it was extremely quiet. He knelt on the ground and looked at the corpse on the haystack. Tears kept flowing and he was filled with regret. He became more and more afraid.
"sorry Sorry……"
He murmured, stood up again, turned around and started to walk home.
"despair--"
A pair of cold, wet hands patted Mo Ershi's shoulder.
He was startled in his heart, and a lot of cold sweat broke out on his back.
The hands behind him suddenly exerted force and pushed him forward.
In the blink of an eye, the place in front of me suddenly turned into a dark pool.
"ah!!"
Mo Ershi screamed, full of fear for this pond.
"Bang——"
His face hit the ground, and there was severe pain on the bridge of his nose. Warm, sticky blood flowed out of his nostrils. When he saw that he was still at the entrance of the village, he didn't dare to stay any longer. He got up and ran forward as hard as he could.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Dad, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry..."
"Keep dad alive. Dad wants to live. I'm sorry for you..."
He repeated this in his mind, clenching his hands so tightly that his legs almost fell apart and his shoes fell off before he could run to the door of his house.
An unprecedented sense of comfort and security arose in my heart.
"We're home, we're finally safe. When it gets up tomorrow morning, we must find the female master of the Liu family as soon as possible and give him salvation. There are many dreams in the long night, and there are many dreams in the long night."
Muttering to himself, he walked into the bathroom.
He sighed as he unzipped his pants to relieve himself.
Turn around and turn on the switch on the side. The water pump continuously draws water up from the well, flows out from the faucet through the pipe, falls into the wash basin, and is drained away from the sewer pipe.
Mo Ershi looked at himself in the mirror. He was looking very disgraceful. He had just fallen and had nosebleeds all over his nose and mouth.
After taking a look in the mirror, he also breathed a sigh of relief.
Behind him, there was nothing, which reassured him.
He grabbed water from under the faucet and began to wash away the blood on his face.
In the sink, a whirlpool slowly appeared, drawing wisps of blood into it.
The vortex was spinning faster and faster, becoming bigger and bigger, something abnormal.
Mo Ershi frowned and didn't care so much. Just as he stretched out his hand to continue holding water from the sink, a huge suction force suddenly burst out from the vortex.
His hand melted in the water and turned into a puddle of red and yellow thick liquid. It was sucked in along the whirlpool and flowed directly into the sewer.
"ah!!!"
The severe pain made his head wake up instantly. The attraction continued to increase, and even the air was sucked in by the vortex, making a sound like the roar of a beast.
His head was also involved and melted instantly, with red, yellow and white interlaced, all flowing into the sewer.
If you look in the mirror at this time, you can see: a ferocious-looking young man standing behind him, holding his head firmly in the water.
The water continued to flow, and two wet footprints walked out of the bathroom, walked out of the yard, and walked out of the village, stopping next to the firewood stack in the threshing floor.
And just then, in the house where I was sleeping, I heard a noise and woke up immediately.
Auntie turned on the light and sat on my bed.
"Wen Shan, aunt, please do me a favor."
I rubbed my eyes: "What's the matter?"
"Your uncle is up and is going to guard Persimmon Pond right away. I heard it's not safe there and it's the middle of the night. Auntie is timid. Can you go there for me?"
I raised my hand and looked at the electronic watch. It was now 11:50. The shift from 12 to 1 would be guarded by Uncle Mo's house.
They are the only two people in the third uncle's family, and no one else can take their place.
I thought about the snacks that my aunt brought me just before going to bed. I am too embarrassed to refuse because I have a short mouth.
"Of course that's no problem. Auntie, you can rest at home while my third uncle and I go over."
"Wen Shan, you are such a good boy."
After my aunt went out, I put on my clothes and went to find my third uncle.
"Third uncle, I'm a man who knows my bed, and I can't sleep. I thought about it, and it would be better for us two grown men to go there."
The third uncle turned around and glared at his wife on the bed, but said nothing more.
Unfortunately, the two of us couldn't find the flashlight, so we had to use the faint moonlight outside to slowly walk towards the wild persimmon pond.
Walking through the silent woods, I could feel a slight chill in this summer night, maybe it was due to the dark night, and I couldn't help but feel a little frightened.
I felt a little regretful. If I had known it earlier, I wouldn't have eaten those things, and I wouldn't have had to promise my aunt.
Finally, we passed through the woods and got closer to the pond. In the distance, we could already see a patch of persimmon trees and... two people standing on the shore.
