"Uncle Wei, why are you here?"
Wei Guo picked up the lunch box in his hand and said with concern:
"Isn't it because you didn't eat in the morning? I'm here to bring you food."
Looking at Lu Zeyu devouring food at the dinner table, Wei Guo lit up a cigarette and started smoking.
After observing it carefully for a while, he shook his head and sighed.
Lu Zeyu felt uncomfortable all over.
"Uncle Wei, what's wrong?"
Wei Guo said nothing more, just sighed.
"How can a child who is fine suddenly go crazy?"
After hearing this sentence, he stopped chewing the food in his mouth and asked Wei Guo in confusion.
"Uncle Wei, who said I'm crazy? I think they are the ones who are crazy."
After thinking for a while, he added:
"I'm just like everyone else now, how can you say I'm crazy? Do you think I'm crazy?"
Wei Guo observed carefully, shook his head, and began to recall what others had said to him.
"You were drinking in the square today. While you were drinking, you fell asleep. When you woke up, you started going crazy and frightened other people's children."
"ah?"
Ignoring Lu Zeyu's doubts, Wei Guo looked at the courtyard and continued:
"I didn't expect you to be Lao Li's nephew. Then why did you tell me earlier and were so secretive?"
"Wait a minute, Uncle Wei, how do you know my uncle's surname is Li."
After hearing this, Lu Zeyu swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty.
"Isn't that what you said? Your uncle's family has been here since. No one has lived here for so many years."
After smoking a cigarette, Wei Guo threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it several times.
"Okay, it's getting late and I should leave."
Facing Wei Guo's back, Lu Zeyu expressed his inner doubts.
"Uncle Wei, didn't you say you can't go out at night?"
"When did I say that? Okay, you have a good rest and don't imitate Wang Hu in drinking."
"Is all this true?"
Looking at the direction Wei Guo was leaving, Lu Zeyu murmured to himself.
"of course it's true."
The color on his arm slowly reached Lu Zeyu's ears.
"Look what you are eating? Could it be that my sister would lie to you?"
Looking down at the bowl, a large piece of scarlet flesh was placed on the edge of the bowl with traces of bites.
"Ahhh!"
Lu Zeyu screamed and the creature transformed into color continued:
"Isn't it delicious?"
"It's... delicious. I've never tasted anything so delicious."
Lu Zeyu hesitated.
"Then eat. Remember to call sister if you have anything. She will protect you."
"Thank you, sister."
Lu Zeyu answered the words mechanically.
"Okay, now think about your situation."
"yes."
His distracted eyes slowly gained soul, and looking at the place where Wei Guo left, Lu Zeyu asked a question.
Is he really Wei Guo?
Or maybe he is the Wei State?
Or did Wei never exist?
Is it important?
Is it more important than those ghosts in the sky?
Ghost?
At this moment, the huge figure in the sky completely disappeared, and a golden mask loomed on the other side of the village, its body blending into the night.
Are they coming down?
The weird bright red color blocked Lu Zeyu's sight, and the golden mask looked particularly eerie under the candlelight.
It's right in front of me!
"ah!"
The red line gradually narrowed the distance between the monster and Lu Zeyu, and in panic, Lu Zeyu knocked over the table.
The candle on the table fell on the monster's clothes and burned in the blink of an eye.
The flames spread quickly, and a miserable howl came from beneath the monster.
Soon the flames covered the monster's body, and its huge size began to shrink rapidly.
It soon turned into a pile of ashes, and the golden mask fell on top of the ashes.
Carefully picking up the mask, Lu Zeyu became interested when he saw the ashes under the mask.
Lu Zeyu walked to the back room, took out a cloth bag, carefully gathered the ashes together and put them into his pocket.
After the monster disappeared, Lu Zeyu did not feel any relief.
The placement of things in this room is exactly the same as in my uncle's house. The patches on the cloth bags were patched by my uncle himself. I used to laugh at him when I was a child.
"Uncle, you are so clumsy. No wonder no one will marry you."
Thinking of his uncle who always liked to smile and shake his head, Lu Zeyu became even more confused. What does his uncle have to do with this village?
"Brother, do you really have such an uncle?"
After hearing these words, Lu Zeyu suddenly realized, yes, I had been trapped from the beginning.
My memory of my uncle is very sparse, I can't even remember his face.
"But why am I crying?"
Tears flowed down uncontrollably, and Lu Zeyu once again doubted his judgment.
"Ze Ze, good boy, take your time. My uncle has gone to pick up your aunt. Wait until he comes back...forget it. Don't wait any longer. Remember not to miss your uncle. Just pretend that I don't exist."
The thin figure in the memory turned and left without saying a word, and Lu Zeyu subconsciously reached out his hand.
"Uncle, don't leave."
Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, it was already bright.
The bloody figure was still floating in the sky, looking down at the village like a god. Lu Zeyu sat on a chair and recalled the thin figure in his dream.
Do I really have such an uncle?
"Today's temple fair, the mountain god is getting married."
A strange voice echoed through the village, and red lines formed a scarlet head.
The big scarlet mouth opened and closed constantly, telling the village God's will.
The originally peaceful village became lively, and people gathered on the road in twos and threes to discuss the temple fair.
"The mountain god is getting married?"
"Could it be that you are choosing a wife from us?"
"What are you thinking? Do you think the mountain god likes ordinary people like us?"
"Too."
In contrast to the lively discussion outside, Lu Zeyu curled up in his chair and stared at the ground blankly.
"Don't you want to go and have a look?"
"Sister, I want to be quiet. Am I crazy?"
Facing the confusion in his ears, Lu Zeyu replied.
"The whole world has changed since I entered here. Is it me who is crazy or the world is crazy. Now I just want to be quiet by myself."
A rapid knock on the door sounded outside, and Wang Hu's anxious voice came.
"Open the door, open the door quickly!"
"Get lost, monster."
He replied without looking up. He could no longer tell whether it was the real Wang Hu.
"I know what you saw and what you went through. Are you going to sink here forever?"
The hands holding his legs were slightly loosened, and Wang Hu's words continued.
"I put the things at the door for a while. Remember to take them away. I'm leaving. Cheer up. If you are in this state, no one can save you."
The moment Wang Hu turned around, a confused voice came out.
"Does Wang Hu really exist?"
"Then who am I?"
Hearing this sentence, Wang Hu couldn't help but feel funny.
"But your behavior seems to have been pieced together."
"You'll understand."
Wang Hu's voice sounded a little lonely.
