Going Home (1)
Chapter 289:Going Home (1)
I had no doubts, but there was no confirmation, and there was still some unbelief in my heart.
Movies, cartoons appear more contrary to the traditional image of death, I know that it is fictional, will not pay attention to the heart.But in reality, we have encountered such a non-mainstream death god...
I don't even remember the face of death now, it's really a forgotten face.The strange black clothes from head to toe are also not associated with the words "taste", "favoury" and "good-looking".
"Not death."A word from Gumou interrupted some of my messy thoughts in the wind.
“No?But you didn’t just say...” I was speechless to Gu.If not, what would he do with that kind of description that makes people want to be crooked?
“He’s a bad guy, we’re a bad guy, uand?”Gumou suddenly came out of the English language.
I had a black face and wanted to beat the old man.
"We don't call death, that's the name of a foreign country, and a foreign god is not called death, Tanatos, Anubis, Hull..."
I can’t believe that the old man is very cultured.
"You know a lot."I couldn’t stop interrupting the old man.
“Okay, I’ll open the web.”
I was stunned, only to reflect the meaning of the ancient Momo this sentence, not to hit a place.
“So, all you said before is nonsense?”I pressed the fire and asked, only to feel that I was being teased by the ancient unknown.
“No, I am serious.It was a ghost, not death.Don't look at our present God, who is a little crazy, but it is a lot more rational than those of the gods abroad."The old saying goes, “Don’t mess with him, it won’t come to you.”You messed with it, didn’t break the bottom line, and nothing.Like those foreign gods, they are arrogant, they are not happy, curse others, and casually kill people without blinking their eyes.Oh, we used to have that kind of God, but God is the greatest, and we've cleaned them up."
“Is there a black and white horse?”I nodded a word.
"I don't know, I haven't seen the leaves, nor have they mentioned the leaves."Gum answered honestly.
I didn’t get any answers from Gumou, but I listened to him bullshit and my heart was stable a lot.
They listened to my words and were amazed.
“It’s okay for us here.”The skinny man sighed, “In reason, God should do what God does, and don’t say that God loves the world, and don’t toss people, don’t you?”
“Is there not a saying that God is a more powerful creature than man?”It's no different with monsters."The fat man was driving while he said.
“That makes sense too.”The thin man nodded, “So, it’s still good for God in our country.”This is good conduct, not bullying.Even though there is something like that now.”
Guo Yujie listened to his booze and laughed, and hammered the thin man.
The thin man grinned, covered the shoulder that had been beaten, and the body was attached to the car door, far away from Guo Yujie.
The fat man took us home.
Today’s trip took a lot of time.When I got home, my sister was still awake and doing the topic.
“Don’t work too hard.Not enough sleep at night affects the body and affects the next day's class.”I told my sister to say a word.
The sister nodded and said, "Brother, you should go to bed early."
I am ready to sleep.
All the way to the heart of the heart jumped a few times, I was mentally tired, washed, lying on the bed, consciousness blurred.
In the confusion, I heard footsteps.
This footstep was familiar, so I suddenly woke up, opened my eyes, and saw a bed.
The bedroom was lighted off, but the living room lights were on, and the bedroom door was half-covered, and a beam of light came in, obliquely beneath the bed.Although he who did not directly follow the bed, he could adapt to the darkness, and by the light, I still saw who lay on the bed.
The Chief of the Week!
I was startled, across a step, moving my body, one side of the head, I saw that the person I had originally attached was the ghost I saw at night, and the wife of Director Zhou, Qian Lan's father Qian Zhong.
The outline of the money clock is somewhat blurred, the face is still displayed, the whole figure seems to have been dealt with the effect, the edge of the figure and the surrounding environment fused.
He looked down at the director, his eyes very soft, so motionless, as if to see the earth.
I don’t know if it’s exciting or scary.
From the sudden shock, I noticed the sound of my footsteps before I woke up.
The sound of footsteps is certainly not a standing money clock.
I couldn’t help but look up at the ceiling.
Before I change, I must float up to see who is the footsteps, but I have experienced the Chen Yaqin thing, those mandatory montage, so that I can not react at all.I'm going to float up now, and then down, will it be the time to explode the water pipe again?
The footsteps above my head were still ringing, and besides the footsteps, I heard the other footsteps from all directions.
I did not tingle from the scalp, looked at the eye clock, and looked back at the eye balcony, and went to the balcony in a retrograde way, and glanced downstairs.
I was just ready to see the situation.Chen Yaqin that time, I also had experience on the balcony, looked at the scenery for a while, and when I looked back, it was a long time.
But at this point, I froze and couldn’t take a look at it.
Downstairs is the road of the community, and many people walk on it, like tidbits in the river.
Their footsteps are not neat, and the messy footsteps I hear come from them.
When I looked at it, I could find that they were all rigid and rigid, and they were summoned by ghosts and all the way back to the six villages of the workers and peasants.
My eyes turned several times below, did not see the man in black clothes, can not help but be suspicious, but also feel the strange horror of the scene in front of me.
These people walked, some people turned the corner, some people entered the residential building next to them.
I looked at the residential building opposite, saw the figure up in the window of the stairs, and watched the man enter a family.
I don’t know why, I thought about the scene when I was in college.A large wave of students came out of the school building, entered the dormitory area, and then dispersed, each going back to the dormitory.But the current scene is not so life-like, nor so vibrant.
Under the moonlight and streetlights, those people are like the walking dead who have been assigned to work, entering their respective positions, and then...
I heard different footsteps, dragging, without that grim feeling.
As soon as I turned my head, I saw the bedroom light on, and Qian Lan stood at the door, holding the doorstick in one hand, and laying on the light switch in one hand, looking suspiciously at the side of the bed.
That’s what Crane once said.
I looked at the original position of the money clock, but there was no shadow there.
Where is the money clock?
Although I know that the money clock has no malice, I should have done nothing, but I still have a tight heart.
This dream, I should be following the money clock, since I am here, the money clock should be here, but I can not see the money clock, this is too wrong.
There were a few screams and a few screams coming from outside.
Those sounds were almost even made together, scaring Qianlan a trembling, and I was also a shock to my body and turned to look out the window.
Just turning around, I saw no longer the scene seen on the fourth floor, but on the ground, at the door of the community.
The sign of the sixth village of workers and peasants was in front of me, and the doorman's room was so familiar that even the doorman master was exactly the one I saw tonight.Around me, all the men, women and children were full of sluggish faces, crowded together, as if waiting for the subway crowd.
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