Daomu Biji Chapter 31: Take me home

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The little nurse seemed to be recalling the yard and the surrounding scenes, with a timid look on her face. The hand holding my arm changed from supporting to pulling. I could tell that she didn’t dare to go, especially It was almost evening, and although my legs could touch the ground, it was still very difficult for me to get out of the car and walk again.

In desperation, I waited with my fingers for the night to fall, and then waited for the night to pass. Seeing my posture, the little nurse asked my boyfriend for leave, ran out and bought some duck necks, and took a bottle of beer with her in her right hand. It is said that eating duck neck can replenish the leg bones and it is suitable for proper blood circulation after walking for too long. I thought to myself that this girl is better than me at breaking up. If I want to eat which way to replenish my body, eating duck neck will at most make me thick. Neck disease, and the beer given to people with fractures will require at least a few days of travel before they can be discharged from the hospital.

But I'm not being pretentious, because I would rather leave the hospital for a few more days than drink to my heart's content on the spot. This period of time has almost exhausted me.

It's been a long night.

All the bonsais were removed, and the cellar door that was originally hidden under the bonsais was still lying there quietly.

It was very quiet in the cellar. I couldn't smell anything, so I bravely climbed down.

I turned on the flashlight in the dark. This is a strange kind of flashlight. Although it is also made of electric nickel, the light detection range is much shorter than the military wolf eye. It has no effect at all when it shines into the distance. It shines on myself. The insteps of my feet were hard, but I had no choice but to continue groping, and finally found the bed lying there quietly, and it was still there.

The room is very quiet, without the rats and cockroaches that filled the bed in my fantasy. It is very clean, as if someone cleans it every day. The table is still there, and not even a particle of dust has fallen on the computer on it.

While I was checking, I suddenly felt something shaking above my head.

I am particularly disgusted with the ceiling, especially since I came back from Qinling and had that ability for a short time. I am particularly worried about what I will conjure based on my unreliable ideas. This is a kind of uneasiness.

I hurriedly looked over with a flashlight. The room was not big, and the ceiling was only a small area. The flashlight could shine clearly, but there was nothing there.

People scare people to death. As expected, this sentence is true. If "others" scare you, it's okay, it means you have a companion. The most unreliable thing is to scare yourself.

I calmed down and turned around to look at the bed again, wanting to sit down and look around. The moment I raised my head and turned around, I saw a pale face in front of me. This distance ...This distance is only one punch away, and I can even feel his breathing.

It was a very wide face, rather wide than fat. There was no trace of blood on the face, and there was no luster in the eyes. It was obvious that he had been dead for a long time.

At this moment, the other party said something expressionlessly. When I heard the words, I felt a shock and pain all over my body.

"Take me home".

When I landed, I could still feel my hair standing on end, and my leg fell on the rubber floor again. The pain was unbearable. I simply injured my leg and landed on my back, and the cast protected it, so the injury was not aggravated. Affection.

It was actually a dream, but why was this dream so strange? The fat-faced Ah San looked very familiar. It seemed that, if I saw it correctly, the dead man in the dream was a fat man.

I silently thought to myself, don’t worry, don’t worry, it’s just a dream, and dreams are reversed. I wonder how happy and carefree my grandson is now. Maybe he has forgotten all about the clouds, and even talks about them now. I was complaining of kidney deficiency, and I was hugging several girls and lingering on the bed.

My mobile phone was lost in that conflict. Although Wang Meng was asked to apply for a card again, Wang Meng seemed to be like a big girl and was unwilling to come see me, saying that I must have offended someone. , and even yelled at me to get out of the hospital and go hide.

I had no choice but to wait for the arrival of my nurse sister and borrow his phone number to contact Banai Agui who was in charge of the "Evil Fat Line". The reason why it was called the Evil Fat Line was because the fat man once told Agui , except Wu Xie, no one answered the phone.

I prayed in my heart: "Fat man, fat man, nothing can happen to you. If something does happen, or if my slumped shoulders come to trouble you, you still have to hold on until I get to Banai. Even if you don't care about friendship, You also have to remember that I still owe you 800,000 yuan, which is the reward for helping me chop off Mrs. Huo’s head. I know that as long as you are a money man, you may not object to having a sterilization if you talk about money, so you must wait for me".

After waiting for a long time, I even got into a wheelchair and "driven" myself anxiously to the hospital staff passage to wait for the girl to go to work.

But the final result was that the nurse asked for leave today...

"Only women and rice dumplings cannot be raised!" In the future, when I am old and have many children and grandchildren, I will definitely add this sentence to the ancestral precepts.

This is unfaithful! There was no other way, so as an old patient, I had a tough time with the girl at the front desk of the hospital, and finally picked up the phone number to Banai.

The tone on the other end of the phone continued to be silent, and the more silent the tone, the more anxious I became. Thank God, when I dialed for the second time, someone finally picked up the receiver, and when I heard it, it was Agui's voice.

The fat man is very nice. He is not with Agui. He said that he went down to the ground early in the morning to plant some tender grass in preparation for feeding the cows in the afternoon. It is difficult for me to imagine the fat man riding on the buffalo, carrying a green schoolbag on his back, and holding another The flute is so **** classy.

I know that I am scaring myself, and my subconscious may be telling me that I am worried about fat people just like I am worried about oil bottles.

I begged the nurse at the front desk to call a taxi for me. I told the destination and the driver immediately said that he would not do the job for me. There was no other way. After paying ten times the estimated price, the driver looked at it first. He looked at my legs and the money, and finally reluctantly agreed.

On the way, I asked the driver why he didn’t pull me over? The driver looked at me and said that I must have been away from Hangzhou for a long time and came back to visit relatives. Now people in Changsha, especially in the nearby streets, say that the place I often go to is haunted. Some people even saw a ghost in the middle of the night. Carrying the coffin out from the ruins.

I was stunned when I heard it. Could it be that the body had not actually been moved and had always been parked underground in this area? What about the previous one? Is it a cover-up?