Silence for the rest of my life

At dusk, the smoke from the village’s cooking was rising, and the old man, who was carrying a hoe and was about to go home for dinner, wiped his sweat with a towel around his neck, and yelled at the end of the downhill road, “Which village are you from?”

I saw a heavily armed man protruding from behind the half-person-high rock, wearing a hat, sunglasses and a mask in summer, wearing dark sun protection clothing, and carrying a soiled bark-colored backpack on his shoulders.

The man pulled the mask up to his chin and smiled dryly, "Master, how do I get to Shunzhen Village?"

"Come to see relatives!" The uncle shouted loudly from a distance of more than ten meters, "Go forward, you will be there!"

The man's Adam's apple moved, and he swallowed with difficulty. He has been walking around in Yuetun Village since noon until now, but he still can't touch the gate of Shunzhen Village. , he wouldn't make detours with this.

So he also raised his voice, "I don't understand, sir!"

The uncle came over with a hoe on his shoulders, pointed forward with his big hand, but spoke the local dialect, babbled a lot, then smiled and patted the young man in full armor, humming an out-of-tune tune and left.

The man stood on the spot decadently, and Mr. Ganqing would be mistaken.

He tore off his mask, and took off his hat and sunglasses by the way, and under his arm was a fair face that had just appeared on TV.

——Although it was on a local station.

His name is Feng Zimo, a magician, he is often active in variety shows or open-air performances on various local stations, and he is considered a little famous.When it comes to the origin with this Shunzhen Village, we have to talk about his childhood.

When he was ten years old, his father's company's warehouse was in Shunzhen Village, so his father was assigned to take care of the warehouse in Shunzhen Village. It was summer vacation, so Xiaofeng Zimo and Xiaofeng Zimo's mother followed here While living a rural life, these two months were neither too long nor too short, but they left an indelible memory in Feng Zimo's 25 years of life.

In his dreams recently, he always dreamed about everything about the village, wondering what the village would look like in the past 15 years.

So he pushed the activities for nearly three days, and came here following his memory.

As a result, even the village was not found.

Although there were many twists and turns, but fortunately, the summer night came late. As soon as it was dark, Feng Zimo grabbed a child in a gray vest, "Young man, do you know how to get to Shunzhen Village?"

The child raised his finger and pointed to the shadowy one-story buildings behind him, and said in not-so-common Mandarin, "That's it."

Feng Zimo slapped his thigh, which means he found it.

In my memory, only the courtyard where the three of them lived was left. There seemed to be a muddy path in front of the courtyard. There were three families living on the long dirt road, and their courtyard was the innermost one at that time.

Feng Zimo stopped in his tracks and looked up and down the road in front of him.

Fifteen years later, although the dirt road has been turned into a concrete floor, there are still no street lights.He took out his mobile phone to illuminate the road. The concrete road was full of potholes, but at least it was easier to walk than muddy ground.

The sky became a little darker unconsciously, and the air was a bit stuffy. It was unknown when a heavy rain would fall.When passing through the first gate, Feng Zimo shook his mobile phone, the compound where the family lived was already deserted, and the iron chains that linked the gates were all rusted and ruined.

But at this moment, Feng Zimo suddenly became alert.

There are few people in Shunzhen Village. When their family lived there, there were very few people. Even after 15 years, this point has not changed, so Feng Zimo doesn't care that he is alone.

However, at the moment when he shook the phone just now, he seemed to see something flashing behind him.

The thick darkness squeezed Feng Zimo's light into a ball, he looked behind him calmly with the corner of his eye, and cursed inwardly—why did he go to Shunzhen Village alone at night?

These days, if he was robbed and killed in the wilderness, his body would not be found until next year?

Sniffing silently, Feng Zimo continued to walk on the bumpy concrete road, while calculating how much money he brought this time, while hesitating whether to sleep in the compound where he lived before.

Before coming here, he had indeed planned to sleep in the bed where he used to live, but now he was very hopelessly shaken.

When passing the house in the middle of the dirt road, Fengzi waved his hands silently, and the phone light hit the courtyard door steadily, without moving behind him at all - after all, he is a magician, and a steady hand is only one of the hardware.

Now I just hope that the shadow just now is a passing weasel.

Feng Zimo smiled wryly in his heart.The door of this second family was also tightly locked, the iron lock was rusty and dusty, and they were in a mess.

However, the light on the phone flickered for about five seconds before turning off.

The road was suddenly quiet, and the darkness engulfed the place, making one's heart uncomfortable.

The sudden extinction of the light was not because Feng Zimo's phone was out of battery, but because he suddenly caught a glimmer of light - the glimmer of light emerging from the courtyard where he used to live.

The windows of the one-story house in the courtyard face the opposite direction to Feng Zimo, and the light is weak, so it is not easy for Feng Zimo to notice.

But it was this glimmer of light that gave Feng Zimo goose bumps all over his body.

He has always been quite courageous, but he couldn't stand the one after another mind-opening incidents, he hesitated for a while, wondering if he should go and have a look.

On a cement road that few people visit, the gates of two families who moved out early were locked, but suddenly a light appeared.

Feng Zimo scolded his mother secretly while clutching his phone tightly. If anyone dared to scare him at this time, he would definitely take a picture with his phone!

But things like pats on the shoulder from behind or people's faces popping out of nowhere never happened, and Feng Zimo walked to the gate of the original compound safely.

It's been 15 years, and the iron gate is still the same, but it will rust away when touched, the chain is hanging on the side, and the door is opened with a small gap, which cannot pass through a person at all.

Feng Zimo reluctantly identified the gate under the moonlight, and suddenly found that the iron chain hanging randomly was a bit unusual.

——There is an obvious break on it, obviously it is not a serious unlocking, it may be a violent break.

He almost sighed—just came back to look at the previous yard, was it necessary to make such a huge effort?Since finding it at noon, I have finally found the village, but there are obviously strange signs in the yard.

However, even if you are a thief, you won't be able to steal anything valuable here.

Feng Zimo tried his best to recall that when they moved in, the yard was poor and empty, and even the bathhouse was built by his father, board by board.

The gloved hand tentatively pushed the door, and the iron door swayed leisurely, but there was a harsh sound of metal wear and tear, as if a powerful dart was thrown in the silence.

Feng Zimo maintained the posture of pushing the door, his whole body tensed up. He expected that the door might be in disrepair for a long time, but he didn't expect the sound to be so bold!

It's like beating a gong and a drum to tell people that I'm getting ready to come in!

But after the ear-piercing passed, the surroundings returned to tranquility, and no one suddenly appeared to frighten him, and no other sounds were made.

As for the pair of gloves on his hands, he made them from the materials he found himself. They are breathable, light and not easy to get dirty, and fit the skin on his hands without being stuffy. They are the magic weapon for magicians walking outside.

Feng Zimo walked into the yard with his bag on his back, and there was still dense grass on the right hand side. The den made by the big wolf dog raised by his father at that time had long since disappeared.On the left is a neat row of bungalows. The light shines from the second room, but there is still no shadow to make the light fluctuate.

Either there was no one, or someone didn't move.

Feng Zimo thought a lot in his heart, but his actual actions were not so sloppy. He walked over in a few steps, and when he passed the first bungalow, he subconsciously took a look inside. He couldn't see much in the dark, but he could vaguely discern that it was still the same as before. .Feng Zimo sighed with emotion, and in a blink of an eye, he saw a person standing behind the curtain of the second door.

Although he was stronger than the average person in his heart, he was still scared back a few steps. The door curtain was put on by them at the time. It was hot in summer and the door was not convenient for ventilation, so he simply replaced the half-covered door curtain—who knows 15 Years later, someone surprised him by taking a photo with the curtain.

However, Feng Zimo is a staunch materialist. After being frightened, he let out a sigh of relief, "Brother, is it fun?"

While speaking, he quickly looked at the person standing behind the curtain. The person was standing with his backlight facing Feng Zimo, but he couldn't see the front at all. If he only looked at his figure, he should be a male with a height of about 1.8 meters.

The man was silent for a while like a sculpture, and finally moved a little. After switching his weight to the other leg, a very steady and calm male voice came from behind the door curtain, "You are not."

Feng Zimo crossed his hips and felt weak, he was frightened all night, dare this man is waiting for someone?

But at night, who are you waiting for in an old house?

So he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I am."

"You are not even 1.8 meters tall, who are you?" The male voice said slowly again, with an unbelievable calmness in the voice, Feng Zimo couldn't imagine what kind of life it takes to create A person is so confident and calm even when he speaks normally.

but--

"You are not 1.8 meters!" Feng Zimo has no idol burden at all, and cursed, "I have been 1.8 meters for several years!"

The man was not in a hurry to refute, and after standing for a while, he turned and went into the room, leaving a sentence for Feng Zimo, "Come in."

The moment he turned his head, Feng Zimo saw his profile, and it was a very young profile.

Feng Zimo had nothing to shy away from, so he just followed in.Besides, in his mind, this was his territory, and he had no reason to let an outsider scare him off.

The old wooden table was still placed in the corner, and the dilapidated sofa was still dilapidated, but it made Feng Zimo feel extremely kind, as if he really came back home.

If it wasn't for that rotten smell that is unique to old furniture.

The man went straight into the back room, Feng Zimo swayed in the living room for a while, and followed him in, and when he lifted the curtain, he saw the man's true face.

It is really a very young face, less than 30 years old, the stubble is clean, even when sitting, the back is straight, the aura of the whole person is stable and calm - if it is not a If you are blind.

Feng Zimo noticed the other person's left eye, which was a stiff eyeball with no light in it, and it didn't move with the other eye, obviously blind.

Pity.

Feng Zimo rubbed his chin, but this did not affect the overall beauty of the man, he was still handsome.

"Brother, I'll make a magic trick for you." Feng Zimo jumped onto the stool and squatted down, wiping the table with his gloved right hand, with a one-yuan coin between his thumb and index finger.

The man looked at him, not knowing whether he was interested or not.

The two played magic tricks without asking each other any questions.

No matter how weird this behavior is, Feng Zimo has nothing to do with him anyway, and he doesn't care about the spooky atmosphere of this deserted village. When he loosened his hand holding the coin, the coin that was supposed to fall off the table suddenly stopped in the air , Looking at Feng Zimo's fingers again, a black rope suddenly appeared, which was passing through the center of the coin.

The man was still watching quietly, and at this moment he said, "That's right."

Feng Zimo got excited, a pair of dark and deep eyes stared straight at the other's one eye, and said quietly, "Next, don't blink, follow this coin, you will see unexpected things——"

Suddenly a hand protruding from behind grabbed the coin, and at the same time something cold pressed against the back of his neck. After a cough on the top of his head, there was a male voice with a smile.

"Want to play hypnosis?"

The author has something to say: some things in this article actually happened~ I hope you enjoy watching the movie~