The cannon fodder of quick travel is not sad

Chapter 206 Apple Cider Vinegar Xiaoli 11
It was a memory that Wang Jian would never want to recall.

In the summer 15 years ago, he just had nothing to do after his birthday, and he did something that would scare people to death.

Of course he wasn't the only one doing this.

He still can't understand why he was so bold at that time, obviously he is not a bold person at all.

At that moment, it was as if his body was suddenly taken over by a puppet, and he didn't listen to his commands, only his eyes were black.

After that, the matter has not been exposed, and he has been ignorant until he moved to a new place.

I thought that my life would start again, but since I met Zhang Qiang, things have changed. My life is in a mess, as if I have entered an irreversible unknown.

Ah.

Not the good kind.

Father Wang scolded Wang Jian harshly, sat on the sofa panting, and asked, "What are you going to do now?"

Wang Jian shook his head.

Tortured by nightmares every night, the whole person lost weight, his complexion was not good, his eyes were black and bloodshot, he was in a trance, and sometimes he had hallucinations, and he would collapse if he continued like this.

Don't worry about your future by then, you might even lose your life.

Only 30 years old, the most golden age for a man, successful career, family, well, pretty happy, don't want to die.

"Dad, is there anything you can do?"

Father Wang looked at the tired-looking son in front of him, and said in his heart that it was a lie if he was angry.

You said that you are a good kid, but why did you do something that is worse than a pig or a dog?

Innocent killed two lives. Although the old woman of the Li family was not directly killed by them, she was also caused by them. This matter should be blamed on them.

Even if someone comes to you for revenge, that's right.

Repaying debts is justified.

If it had been anyone else, Wang Fu would have definitely said so, with great justice and justice.

But this person is his son, his own, just such an only child, the situation is another matter.

I also regretted it, hated myself for not teaching him well, for doing such a thing at a young age, but it has already happened, and it has been so many years, and he couldn't let him see Wang Jian's tragic death with his own eyes.

Standing up and walking into the bedroom, he came out after a while, holding a wooden box in his hand, very ordinary style, Wang Jian looked blank, "Dad, you are..."

Father Wang opened the box, and there was a layer of red cloth inside. On the red cloth was a pair of very sharp scissors. .

Father Wang took out the scissors and lightly tried the blade with his thumb.

Even though it hasn't been used in over ten years, it's still very sharp.

"Do you know this pair of scissors? It is a family heirloom of our family. At the beginning, my grandfather was a tailor of a rich family. He got this reward because of his clothes. I heard that the famous monk at that time consecrated it. It can ward off evil spirits. Dirty things are most afraid of this, if you put it under the pillow, they will not dare to come to you again."

It is said that we must believe in science and resist superstition.

But science is only a few years old, but the supernatural theory has existed for thousands of years.

When something cannot be explained by science, it is time to look for other ways.

Superstition, heh, who knows if it is true.

Wang Jian is holding the scissors.

The cut body is very wide, much wider than ordinary scissors, which can clearly reflect his feet, and he can still see the suspicion in his eyes.

"Dad, does this work?"

Does it work?
The royal father doesn’t know either.

After pondering for a while, he said, "Well, you can try it tonight first, and if it really doesn't work, we'll think of other ways."

Wang Jian nodded.

Take the scissors and put them away under the pillow.

Seeing that it was still early in the sky, after thinking about it, he still felt uneasy. He couldn't sit still when he thought of the props used by the TV to ward off demons.

After telling the king's father, he went out.

After he left.

Father Wang followed suit.

I heard that there is a blind man on the overpass who is very accurate in fortune-telling, maybe he can find a way to resolve it.

blind:……

Just said.

This matter is a bit difficult, after all, the person is dead, but there is no way to solve it, the only way is to get the forgiveness of the deceased.

Father Wang: ...

Anyway, when he went back, his face was very heavy.

Before entering the house, they heard arguing from inside.

Busy to open the door.

Lin Yazheng pointed at Wang Jian and cursed, "I don't care, if you don't throw these things away, I'll never end with you."

Wang Jian protected the things in his arms with one hand, with a helpless expression, and said, "Xiaoya, it's nothing, you just treat it as a decoration, you see you usually buy so many things, I didn't say anything."

Lin Ya sneered, "What did I buy, look at what you bought again, Wang Jian, are you crazy?"

Wang Jian pursed his lips and said nothing.

I saw Father Wang standing by the door, looking at the two of them with a hint of anger on his face.

"dad……"

Wang's father glanced at Lin Ya and snorted coldly, "We argue every day. If you want to get over it, get over it. If you don't want to get over it, leave."

After speaking, I went back to the house.

Lin Ya opened her eyes wide, with tears glistening inside, feeling extremely wronged in her heart.

Obviously, the whole family regarded her as a princess before, why did she suddenly change.

Wang Jian had rearranged the things in the room. Standing at the door, she suddenly felt very lonely.

She had never thought about getting a divorce, and she was reluctant to let it go. She also had a child. All she did was to make Wang Jian love her more. How could it be wrong?

Lin Ya endured silently.

Ah.

if not.

It may be because of the ancestral scissors placed under the pillow, Wang Jian did not have a nightmare for several days.

Feeling much better.

Father Wang was not idle either.

To untie the bell, you still need someone to tie it, and you must find Li Jiayi's family.

But after so many years, after that incident, the Li family moved away, and they don't know where they moved.

no way.

Only to go back to the village again.

Father Wang resisted in his heart, but his son's life was more important, so he didn't care about anything else.

It had only been 15 years, but people in the village were surprised that they still recognized him.

"Hey, isn't this Lao Wang? Didn't your family move to the county seat? Why did you think of coming back?"

Very loud.

Father Wang wanted to cover his mouth.

With such a shout, doesn't everyone in the village know that he is back?Oh, it's not a good thing, homecoming.

I could only laugh dryly, "Hehe, just come back and take a look, take a look."

The village is so big, and after a while, many people surrounded it.

noisily.

Ask him how he was doing in the city, and why he suddenly thought of coming back.

Father Wang said it was okay.

He smiled and said, "Haven't you been back for a long time? I came back to look at the old house and try to repair it. After all, I am old and miss the old days. I have to go back to the village to retire sooner or later."

Hearing what he said, the expressions on the faces of the villagers agreed.

No matter how good the outside is, the fallen leaves must return to their roots.

"Your house must be repaired. No one has lived in it for so many years and it is almost falling apart. We don't know your contact information and can't inform you."

"That's right, I thought your family would never come back after moving to the city."

The royal father shook his head, "How could it be possible?"

In fact, only he knows what he thinks in his heart.

The old neighbors met and talked a lot at the entrance of the village. The prince casually mentioned what happened 15 years ago, "Has the Li family ever returned?"

The villagers shook their heads, "No, I never saw it again."

The royal father opened his eyes wide, "They have never come back, not even come back to worship their ancestors?"

As soon as I finished speaking, someone laughed.

Ah.

You haven't come back yourself, so what face do you have to criticize others? Besides, when Mrs. Li and Li Jiayi disappeared, they were burned to ashes and taken away.

"Why did you suddenly mention his home?" someone asked.

Wang Fu chuckled and said, "Suddenly it occurred to me that we are from the same village after all."

"Oh, that can't be helped, no one knows where they moved to."

While chatting, Zhang's mother ran out madly, crying and calling her son, crying and laughing.

Father Wang: ...

Before he could ask his doubts, someone helped him out.

"You still know this, old Zhang's. Not long ago, her son disappeared, just like the little girl of the Li family back then. In the end, 000 found it in the cesspit. No, I can't accept the reality, I'm crazy."

"Really?" Father Wang's eyes widened.

The man turned his head and frowned, "Don't think I scared you, everyone in the village knows about it, I remember that Zhang Qiang, he seemed to have a good relationship with your child back then."

Father Wang looked disbelieving, "You said...that child...?"

The man nodded, "Isn't it? You're only in your 30s, what a pity."

The king's father inquired about some more things, went back and took a look at the old house, and found that it had indeed collapsed a lot. He left on the pretext of going back to discuss it with his son.

Before leaving, I asked again if anyone knew the contact information of Li's family.

Suddenly someone remembered.

They said they could contact 000. When Zhang Qiang died, 000 was the first one to check the Li family.

Father Wang: ...

It was getting late, so he called home and stayed at a hotel in the town, planning to go to 000 tomorrow.

Lying in bed at night, unable to sleep, Zhang Qiang was finished, and Wang Jian always had strange nightmares, no matter how optimistic he was, he couldn't help thinking about it.

Alas, I hope to find the Li family tomorrow and solve this matter thoroughly.

The dead are dead.

The living are the most important.

For this, Siru just wanted to sneer, since that's the case, let's all become happy si people together.

I haven't had a nightmare for a few days.

Wang Jian fell asleep in peace. In his dream, he saw Zhang Qiang again.

Zhang Qiang's face was pale, his lips were blue, and he walked towards him with outstretched hands.

He was still saying, "Give me money, I want money."

The sound is particularly stiff.

Wang Jian knew it was a dream.

He was dreaming again.

Pull your legs and run.

I just want to get rid of Zhang Qiang quickly.

In the dream, he ran very fast, and he didn't know how long he ran. He was panting and holding on to a fence wall to catch his breath.

He raised his head and looked around, feeling a strange sense of familiarity.

In the yard, a little girl in a red dress was squatting on the ground, not knowing what she was doing.

Wang Jian walked over, "Little sister, do you know where this is?"

The little girl looked up at him, her round eyes were particularly bright, "This is my home."

Wang Jian:......

Of course he knew.

I saw the little girl suddenly raised her hand, pointed to the back, and said, "Someone seems to be looking for you."

When Wang Jian subconsciously turned his head, he saw Zhang Qiang behind him, smiling sinisterly.

Wang Jian backed away in fright, turned around and ran away, "Little sister, I'll go to your house to hide."

The door shut with a bang.

It never occurred to me how dangerous it would be to leave a little girl outside, facing something that might not be human.

However, the little girl raised her lips, "Okay."

"Hope you have fun."

It's a pity that Wang Jian has already gone in and didn't hear it.

Wang Jian closed the door, and before he could take a breath, he was startled by what he saw.

stunned.

Why, it will be by the river.

It should be in the house.

Immediately noticed something was wrong, turned around to go out, only to find that the door had disappeared.

There were already three people under the big willow tree. When they saw him, they all smiled strangely and said, "I'll be waiting for you."

Wang Jian immediately turned around and ran away.

However, no matter where he ran or how fast he ran, once he stopped, he would see those three people guarding a closet and said to him, "I'm just waiting for you, come quickly."

Even in his dream, Wang Jian was exhausted.

The exhaustion of the body and the fear in the heart made him collapse.

I don't know where an ax came from, and he raised his hand and rushed towards the three of them.

His expression was ruthless, his eyes were red.

"It was in a dream anyway. Who told you to scare me? After so many years, that matter is over, over!"

It's crazy.

It was cut down without mercy.

In the air, there seemed to be a little girl's crisp laughter, but Wang Jian, who had already fallen into madness, couldn't hear anything.

I don't know how many times I waved it, the three people in front of me lost their original appearance, and Wang Jian was relieved, and smiled.

"Tell you to scare me, tell you to scare me..."

Before he finished speaking, he opened his eyes wide in horror.

His hands and his body collapsed piece by piece as if they had encountered a landslide, falling to the ground in pieces.

"Uh, why..."

It will be like this.

However, there was no chance to say anything later.

But it doesn't matter, it's just a dream, as long as you wake up, it will be fine.

Just wake up.

Wang Jian closed his eyes in peace.

(End of this chapter)