Just when Xiao Jiacheng peeked at the newspaper in his grandfather's hand, his grandfather suddenly stood up without warning, still holding the newspaper tightly.
He stared straight ahead, his eyes empty, as if he was in a trance.
Xiao Jiacheng was frightened by this scene and hurriedly hid in his father's arms.
Wu Lang hugged him into his arms and remained silent for the time being, staring up at his father.
The old man moved his steps, walked around the coffee table in front of the sofa, and walked to his bedroom without saying a word.
After entering the bedroom, there was no sound from inside.
Not long after, Lou Fang fried two poached eggs for each of the two men, cooked two bowls of oil noodle soup, and brought the poached eggs out of the kitchen.
They saw Wu Lang and his son staring in the direction of grandpa's bedroom without blinking.
"Where's Dad? What are you doing?" Lou Fang put the oil soup noodles down, "The noodles are cooked, has he gone to the bathroom?"
Wu Lang pointed to the bedroom, "I just entered the bedroom, and he ignored me when I called him."
"Maybe the condition has become serious." Lou Fang didn't know the cause or what kind of disease it was, so she could only make random guesses.
"Eat quickly, I'll call him."
After saying this, Lou Fang walked towards the old man's bedroom.
"Xiao Jiacheng, do you still want to eat?" Wu Lang rubbed the child's little head, turned around, picked up the chopsticks and started eating the oil soup noodles.
Xiao Jiacheng turned his head and looked at the direction his mother was walking in, without saying anything. It was obvious that his attention was not here at all.
After a while, Lou Fang walked out of the bedroom, shook her head and said: "He is already lying on the bed, maybe he wants to sleep, and he doesn't respond to me when I call him."
Wu Lang nodded and said while eating: "Go to the No. 1 Hospital early tomorrow morning. If we still can't find anything, we will go directly to Heshan to find a big hospital."
Lou Fang sighed lightly and said nothing.
Everyone knows that medical treatment is a bottomless pit. Xiao Jiacheng's grandma just passed away last year. She stayed in the hospital for two years and spent most of the family's savings. Now my grandfather seems to be even more difficult to treat. Now even the cause of the disease has been investigated. Not coming out.
Now that I think about it, if Xiao Jiacheng's grandfather is lying on the hospital bed again, the family will definitely be worse off.
Although Lou Fang was thinking so in her heart at the moment, she did not say it out loud, but kept it in her heart.
After a while, she picked up a Yungu City Evening News from the coffee table, flipped through it casually, and reached the sixth page of the Evening News.
This page is blank without a word, but for this period of time, the grandfather who seems to be in a trance has been staring at these blank pages.
"What were you staring at the blank page of the newspaper in the bathroom just now?" Lou Fang asked.
Wu Lang swallowed the noodles in his mouth, shook his head and said, "No, I was just reading the newspaper."
"I saw you were looking at these blank pages too," Lou Fang said.
"You must have read it wrong. I was squatting in the toilet and reading the newspaper to kill time." Wu Lang said affirmatively: "I looked at those blank pages and there is nothing abnormal. Dad looked at this and his brain must have started to slow down. Maybe There are signs of a stroke."
Lou Fang sighed again, "Daddy is so hungry and doesn't eat. I wonder if it will affect his health?"
Wu Lang shook his head, "It's okay. If we can't, we'll hospitalize him tomorrow. We'll give him nutrient solution for two days first, and then we can go to Heshan after he recovers."
"You have the final say in this room!" Lou Fang said angrily.
"No, no, I listen to you."
Wu Lang chuckled, quickly picked up the leftover dishes and chopsticks and went to the kitchen, not daring to let his wife wash the dishes again.
Xiao Jiacheng immediately got into Lou Fang's arms again, looking like he was in a bad state of mind.
Lou Fang said: "It's already late. Mom and you should take a shower and go to bed early."
"Yeah." Xiao Jiacheng nodded.
In the bedroom.
At the same time as voices came from the living room outside, the old man lying on his side on the bed suddenly sat up, facing the bedroom window with a dull look on his face, and opened the newspaper he had been holding in his hand.
There was no light on in the bedroom, which made it appear rather dim. However, the street light outside the window was relatively bright, and could be faintly seen when it shone in.
The old man just lowered his head silently, staring at the sixth page of the newspaper, motionless.
Almost ten minutes later, under the old man's gaze, round black spots suddenly appeared on the blank page of the newspaper.
Because there is a neat blank space all around, this black spot is very eye-catching the moment it appears.
After the black spots appeared, they immediately began to expand visibly to the naked eye, and then bloomed, like the veins of a leaf, rapidly extending.
In just a few seconds, these black lines quickly formed clear words.
[So you are still waiting for me, here I come! 】
The old man had a dull face. When he saw this line of text, the corners of his mouth cracked and his eyebrows slightly curved, revealing a stiff smile.
The smile has been in a stalemate since it appeared and will not be taken back. At first glance, it looks like a person wearing a clown mask.
About ten minutes later, there was the sound of the door closing in the bedroom opposite, and then the sound of Wu Lang walking into the bathroom and starting to wash up.
The text in the newspaper began to change again, and after a while, a new line of text was formed.
[You must be tired from sitting for so long. Get up and stand up. 】
After seeing this line of writing, the old man stood up slowly, holding the newspaper in his hand, facing the window, and then stopped moving.
However, he still had the same smile on his face, looking extremely weird.
About fifteen minutes later, the lights in the bathroom were turned off, and Wu Lang's footsteps were heard. Then the lights in the living room were turned off, and the footsteps walked back, passed outside the bedroom, opened the door and entered the opposite bedroom.
Everything in the room became quiet.
The old man just stood there, looking down at the newspaper in his hand, as if he no longer even breathed.
After entering the bedroom, Wu Lang saw Xiao Jiacheng hiding under the quilt, next to his mother. He suddenly laughed: "You kid, why don't you go back to your bedroom? Your dad and your mom are going to have a game tonight." Important meetings to discuss national affairs cannot be interrupted."
Lou Fang rolled her eyes at him, hugged her son tightly and said, "Don't talk too much. Xiao Jiacheng keeps saying he's scared. He'll sleep here tonight."
Wu Lang was stunned and smiled: "Are you sure there won't be a meeting tonight?"
"You idiot!" Lou Fang couldn't help but laugh and winked at him, meaning we would talk about it tomorrow.
"Mom, you can have a meeting now. I won't disturb you if I don't speak." Xiao Jiacheng said softly.
Lou Fang looked embarrassed, while Wu Lang tried his best to hold back his laughter and said to Xiao Jiacheng: "Your mother has always been the host of meetings. She can't talk about it, and Dad can't do anything about it. Go to sleep! The three of us are together. If you can’t sleep well, I’ll sleep on the sofa outside.”
After saying that, he turned around and walked out.
Lou Fang raised her head and said, "Wait, don't go to the living room to sleep, just sleep here."
Wu Lang pondered and said, "Are you sure you still have a meeting later?"
"Get away from your sister! You are not allowed to go out to sleep, we are together." Lou Fang felt panicked for no reason at this moment, and added: "Go and lock the bedroom door."
"What's going on?" Wu Lang asked in surprise.
"I can't explain clearly. You lock yourself first and then go to bed." Lou Fang shook her head.
Wu Lang scratched the back of his head and went to lock the bedroom door with a confused look. When he came back, he climbed into bed and slept on the other side of his son, and asked: "Are you afraid of a thief in the house? Dad is still across the way. Fell asleep……"
"No." Lou Fang said, "I can't tell clearly, I just feel more at ease like this."
Wu Lang stopped talking, and the couple turned off the bedside lamp and lay in bed for a while to discuss the itinerary plan for treating the old man.
Before I knew it, I fell asleep quickly.
In the old man's bedroom.
The dark figure by the window stood there for three hours, motionless.
His eyes seemed to be staring at the blank space of the newspaper, and it seemed as if he couldn't see anything at all. His whole body had been pulled away and was no longer here.
After a while, the black dot appeared again in the blank space of the newspaper, and soon a new line of writing was formed.
【Do you feel cold? 】
After the old man saw this line of writing, his body suddenly began to tremble. His whole body was like sieving chaff, and even the hand holding the newspaper trembled violently.
Just a moment later, his lips had turned blue, his eyebrows were hoarfrost, his hands and feet were cold to the bone, his teeth were chattering, and his whole body was shaking even more violently.
【Do you feel disgusted with this world? 】
The old man's expression changed, his features twitched together, and an expression of extreme boredom and resentment suddenly appeared.
The hand holding the newspaper was clenched into a fist, and the knuckles of his fingers were crackling as he gritted his teeth and stared out the window.
[This world is actually very ugly. The Buddha speaks like a snake, the world is hot and cold, and all kinds of people tend to follow the trend, which makes people feel cool. All of this is reflected in your brain through your eyes! If you don’t want to feel all this anymore, dig them out and give yourself some clarity. 】
His body paused slightly, the old man straightened his right hand, stretched out his index and middle fingers, bent them into hooks, and without any hesitation, inserted the two fingers into his eye sockets.
Not long after, two pieces of something fell down. They were a little sticky and fell to the floor without rolling. Along with them, drops of blood dripped down the hanging fingers.
Not a single sound was made during this process.
The words on the newspaper were still emerging. Although the old man could no longer see anything at this time, it did not seem to affect his ability to understand the words.
This scene is extremely strange.
[The house is also full of evil, but they are all hiding. Find them, but before that, you need a sharp blade as an auxiliary means to destroy evil. 】
The old man turned around slowly, as if he could see everything, walked to the bedroom door, opened the door and walked out silently.
Because he didn't wear slippers and walked very slowly, there was no sound of footsteps. He walked to the kitchen in a familiar way without turning on the light during the process.
Arriving in front of the knife board, he reached out and grabbed one of the sharp white kitchen knives inserted into the knife holder, then turned around and returned to his bedroom door.
But this time, he did not enter his bedroom, but faced the opposite bedroom, took two steps closer, and pressed his entire body against the opposite door panel.
In a daze, Lou Fang, who was lightly dozing, was suddenly awakened by a noise. She opened her eyes and looked around, and found that it was still dark outside the window, indicating that it was probably early morning.
I picked up the phone on the bedside table and looked at it. It was only a little after two in the morning.
Xiao Jiacheng, who had held him to sleep just now, had let go of his hand and was sleeping soundly. Because the two of them were too close, Xiao Jiacheng's forehead was covered with beads of sweat.
Wu Lang snored slightly on the other side. He was also sleeping soundly and was not awakened by the noise just now.
Lou Fang pulled out a tissue and wiped his son's sweat.
Xiao Jiacheng muttered something, as if he was talking in his sleep, but he couldn't hear clearly what he said, so he turned over and continued to sleep.
Click!
A crisp sound came from the direction of the bedroom door, and this time Lou Fang heard it clearly.
She immediately got out of bed, her heartbeat quickened, and she hesitated a little, but she still tiptoed toward the door.
After approaching the door, my eyes had completely adapted to the surrounding darkness, and I saw that the handle of the bedroom door was being gently twisted. However, because it had been locked, it could no longer be moved after it was twisted halfway, and it clicked again.
There's someone outside!
Lou Fang was startled, her heartbeat increased, and she took two steps back, preparing to wake up her sleeping husband.
But the man seemed to give up and continued to open the door, and the door handle stopped twisting.
After a while, there was a slight scratching sound, as if something sharp was scratching on the door panel outside, or as if nails were scratching the door panel.
Lou Fang no longer hesitated, came to the bedside, quickly shook her husband awake, and said with trembling lips: "Wu Lang, there is someone outside! Outside the bedroom..."
Wu Lang was frowning and confused, but after hearing what Lou Fang said clearly, he immediately woke up and sat up.
"What did you say?"
"There was someone outside the bedroom. He was about to open the door just now, but the door was locked and he couldn't get in. Now the person seems to be scratching the door with something."
Wu Lang quickly got out of bed and quietly approached the bedroom door. He listened carefully, but there was no sound outside.
He rubbed his eyes and patted his face gently to wake up faster.
Trying to open his eyes wide, he looked down at the door handle, but there was no sign of anyone twisting it outside.
Wu Lang turned around and lowered his voice: "Did you hear wrongly?"
Lou Fang shook her head and said resolutely: "Absolutely not. I saw the door handle moving just now. Fortunately, you locked it before going to bed! Otherwise, the person would have definitely come in."
Wu Lang looked at the door again in surprise. He came closer and listened carefully, but there was still no movement.
Then he put his ear to the side of the door. When he listened, he found that there was movement on the other side of the door. It was a very slight scratching sound, as if someone was scratching the door with his nails.
He tried to control his breathing to make sure he heard correctly. After listening for a while, Wu Lang straightened up, turned around, and was about to speak to Lou Fang.
Poof!
Just as his head left the door, the tip of a sharp kitchen knife penetrated the door panel where his head had just been leaning, and about half of the blade passed through the door panel.
The couple was startled, and Wu Lang suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
There were two reasons for his surprise. One was that there was smoke coming out of his ancestral grave and high incense was burned. His head left the position just before the sharp knife penetrated the door panel.
The second reason for surprise is that the person outside is obviously very strong. The bedroom door is considered to be thick and heavy. The person can actually punch a hole in the door with one knife. This is definitely not the strength of ordinary people. It can be done!
"Should I... knock you?" Wu Lang's heart trembled and he quickly ordered Lou Fang, unable to hold his tongue straight, "Hurry up and call!"
