Fast Transmigration, I am the Chosen One

Chapter 559 The Dead Under the Night (13)

There was an old man guarding the grocery store. His face was sharp and as black as ink, he looked like a crow with a sharp face, and it was ominous.

He was sitting on the rocking chair, holding a cattail fan in his hand, and fanning it lightly, without any fluctuation due to Chen Dongqing's sudden intrusion.

On the contrary, Chen Dongqing, seeing the things on the shelf, was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.

"These things." Chen Dongqing hesitated to speak.

She felt that if she asked directly, there was a high probability that she would not get any answer.

Unexpectedly, the old man opened his eyes on his own initiative.

He narrowed his eyes and smiled: "A living person?"

Before Chen Dongqing could hear the meaning from his tone, he heard him say: "I haven't seen any living people for a long time."

The grocery store is backed by the sun, and it doesn't sell necessities. It's normal that no one comes all the year round.

But these few words still made Chen Dongqing feel a little chilled in his heart.

"Aren't you a living person?"

Chen Dongqing asked him back.

The old man's eyes opened wider: "Is it possible that you can see yourself?"

Chen Dongqing was silent.

Indeed, the self seen in the mirror can only be regarded as a mirror image, not a living person.

"Go here if you don't want to buy anything, children, go home quickly."

Without saying a word, the old man started to chase people away.

There was no conclusion, of course Chen Dongqing couldn't just leave easily like this.

She walked a few steps closer to the shop again, pointed to the music box and asked the old man, "How do you sell this?"

She was ready for the old man to say no.

Anyway, if the old man doesn't sell it, she will sneak over tonight to steal it.

This music box must be related to the appearance of that monster.

Unexpectedly, the old man's answer surprised her again: "Take it, here it is for you."

Chen Dongqing felt like he had punched cotton.

"Why? For nothing?"

"Naturally." Chen Dongqing was afraid that he would go back on his word, so he held down the music box and held it in his arms, "Don't go back on it."

The old man closed his eyes again: "It's an ominous thing, what do you want it to do?"

Chen Dongqing looked at the bows of watches and purses on the shelf, and swallowed.

Ominous thing?Could it be more unknown than these things?

Thinking about the way those people died before, Chen Dongqing felt a little sick to his stomach. Wasn't it enough that they were gnawed like that?
and many more.

Chen Dongqing suddenly remembered that the corpse he met on the first day he came here seemed to be a whole corpse.

If it wasn't for the wild cats, I'm afraid he wouldn't have any problems.

Then this is strange.

They were all at the hands of monsters, so logically speaking, there shouldn't be any difference.

But the difference seems to be too big.

Yes, what I saw at that time was a person, not a beast.

Maybe the time is different, there will be a slight difference.

Chen Dongqing squinted her eyes, said goodbye to the old man habitually, turned her head and left here with the music box in her arms.

Now that the music box is found, so is the cat that night, and the worm knows where its nest is, so where is the bell?

These days, Chen Dongqing has checked everyone in the village. He has not even spared the hens of each house, and has not seen any bells on anyone's neck.

Could it be that the monster really crawled out of that hole?Not from this village at all?
Chen Dongqing's three points of confusion turned into five points.

Is she too sensitive, or is there something else wrong with this matter?

With so much on his mind, Chen Dongqing returned to his current 'home'.

(End of this chapter)