Wanjie takeaway

"What then?"

"There are a lot of sheep in the sheepfold, in flocks and flocks, all covered with white and yellowish wool, one by one, crowded together and standing together, looking from the inside out, looking at me together, we watched for a long time , The screaming continued, not those sheep, they didn't open their mouths, and they didn't make any sound.

I'm sure, it's not the cry of a sheep, it's a group of strange insects, their wings not only have scales, but also faintly fluorescent like stars, which looks very weird and beautiful, the faint blue-green color is more like It's a firefly, and it's green when you look closely, but at first glance, it's a little blurry and bluish.

The swarm of insects was mixed with the flock, flying around, and there were no mosquitoes and flies in it.

It seemed that my act of looking directly at the flock disturbed them. At first I didn't notice it at all. I just thought that the sheep pen was brighter than other places, so I didn't pay attention.

They flew up, and I suddenly realized that I looked away, but I couldn't see clearly.

I wanted to go in, but was blocked by the fence, so I didn't go in.

I stood outside and watched, and the group of insects quickly stopped moving. They retracted their wings, and the whole group became quiet, and everything returned to calm. Rest, eat grass, or close your eyes, or lie on the ground, or huddle together.

The lights were still shining, and I stared at them carefully, but when they were not moving, it was harder to see than before.

My attention can't help but be drawn to the vegetation beneath them, which is a lousy meadow.

The wildflowers are small, and the stems are slanted toward the ground. They look almost colorless, like some kind of iron plate made of silver-plated paper painted with a faint greenish blue light.

I think of tin, and those flowers have a tinfoil texture.

Fragile, flexible, and clearly marked.

The grass should be green, but even under the fluorescent light of those mysterious unknown insects, that piece of grass is a strange silver-gray, like some kind of outline landscape that has been copied and lost its color.

I felt a great panic, as if non-existent hands pinched my heart, sticky tentacles twisted my body, black butterfly wings fluttered on my face, and I was about to suffocate.

The next morning, Uncle James found me from a sheep. According to them, they got up in the morning and wanted to wake me up. They knocked on my door. No one answered, and the atmosphere was not right, so they made their own claims When I opened the room where I was temporarily living, they pushed the door open, but they didn't see me.

They realized that something had changed and started looking for me everywhere.

When they came to the edge of the sheepfold, the sheep began to cry as I told everyone after getting up early a few days ago.

The sound of the sheep is very strange, usually they don’t make that sound, people are attracted to them, they found the trace of me squatting there last night outside the sheep pen, opened the fence to look for me, among many sheep, Nor did I find the insect populations and fluorescence that I described to them when I woke up.

Maybe it's because of the daytime.I believe it, I see it.

Either they didn't see it, or they couldn't see it.

The former may be due to the wrong time and place, and the latter may be my opportunity. This is a case that only I can find the answer to the mystery. I feel a little excited, but I did not mention speculation to them at the time.

I was sleeping when they found me, they thought I was passed out, got me up, I was woken up by them, my head still hurts, maybe slept in the grass, I caught a cold, ate I took a few medicines, but now I am not fully recovered.

Here's the evidence, my memory, my eyes, my feelings, my cold, and my sleep.

I didn't stay there for a long time. After all, I just went to have fun during the holidays. When the time came, I still had to go home.

After I got home, I almost lost contact there. I was too tired to study, and my phone was controlled again, so I couldn’t get it at all.

I can only find the root of that night in my dream.

I have had many dreams, and every time it is that place.

Every time at the beginning, a group of sheep looked at me. During the day, you can see that the eyes of the sheep are big, moist and lovely.It's different at night.It's not scary or weird, as if I saw a running train completely derailed.

Later, more and more times, in the dream, the flock of sheep almost turned into humans. "

The man who spoke shook his head and sighed.

He looks like he's in his 20s.

Beside her was a very young girl, dressed youthfully and beautifully, with a lively and lovely face.

There is also a man who looks about the same age, standing on the other side, listening to the story with his head turned.

The girl suggested with sparkling eyes, "Why don't we go and have a look tonight?"

The man who spoke frowned: "This is not good."

The other man smiled and said, "Why don't you go? Don't you want to know if the scene you saw before is still there? Maybe you sleepwalked and had a dream and thought it was real.

Cousin, you speak so loudly, we have come from afar, we have to go and see, that's too regrettable, isn't it? "

The cousin winked at the girl and asked.

The girl nodded repeatedly, and smiled at her cousin: "Yes, yes, it's useless if you don't go, anyway, it's your uncle's ranch, why can't you go? Besides, you haven't seen each other for so many years, don't you want relatives and friends?

Or, are you afraid in your heart that we went there, did not see such a thing, and know that you are lying? "

The cousin stared and said: "I didn't lie!"

The girl nodded, and the cousin also nodded and smiled: "We know, but you also said these things to other students, right?

Take us to have a look, so that we can testify for you. If you refuse, we can't help you.

It's no use if only we know, they'll still say you're lying, won't they?You know best who they are. "

Cousin hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth: "Okay, I'll take you there. I can't do it tonight. I have to make a phone call in advance. I have to pack my things and bring some luggage. The car is bumpy and the road is far away. It will take a day to get there. Go now." , I won’t be able to arrive tonight, so I can only spend the night halfway, and the car doesn’t care at night.”

The girl and her cousin smiled at each other and nodded in agreement.

Wei Dao was next to the three of them, heard the truth, glanced at it, and planned to change to a new map to play in a few days.

As long as the sense of presence is low enough, even if Wei Dao sits opposite the speaker, and a group of people gather around to tell the secret, he can still listen to it completely.

What's more, it's just three children telling stories, telling stories that others don't believe, and they don't pay much attention to their surroundings.

They are confident.

So is Wade.

So, a few days later, Wei Dao sat in the long-distance bus to Area 66 empty-handed.

The driver turned on the radio, and the sound of the horn echoed in the car, and Wei Dao listened to it.

"The following is an anecdote. Recently, a rancher on the outskirts of the city found three dead bodies in his sheepfold. They are now two men and a woman. It is reported that one of them is a distant relative of the rancher. Next, we invite the rancher to accept an interview. -"

"Why are you doing this? Go away! Get out! Woohoo, you are the ones who killed my child."

"I'm sorry, the microphone was affected just now. The speaker is the mother of one of the deceased. We can understand her feelings, but we have the right to continue the interview. Then, next, the rancher will be interviewed."

"I'm a rancher. Hello everyone. One of the deceased is my distant relative. I hugged him when he was young. Unfortunately, I haven't seen him for many years. I didn't expect to meet on such an occasion..."

The man's vicissitudes of voice was slightly choked.

"You are talking nonsense! It is clear that you killed them. He is my son. I know him. You are his uncle! You remember how cute he was when he was young, but why are you going to kill him when he grows up? I Fighting with you! You bastard, at this time, everyone is dead, and his body is still here, and you actually accept the interview in front of me? Take his death openly————”

"I'm an anecdote reporter, and now we're going to interview the rancher, microphone!"

"I'm a rancher and I'm saddened by the death of this little kid, but he's not the kid he used to be, he's a lad, he was in his teens, he's in his 20s now, it's him I can't help it, I don't have such a close relationship with him, and I didn't even know when he came!

This, how can this blame me?It's not my business at all!I don't know anything, who asked them to come by themselves.

They came right after they came, and they broke into the sheep pen, or they came at night, how could it be forgotten?The loss he caused me..."

Zizi——Zhizi—the sound of a burst of electricity passed through, and the ears seemed to have been shocked by electricity.

I don't know if it was a bad contact with the microphone, or some new accident happened, and I couldn't hear what I said afterwards.

Wei Dao closed his eyes and meditated.

"Here is the place."

Someone on the side said so, and the footsteps left with the sound.

Wei Dao opened his eyes, and the people around him left the block.

He also got out of the car.

This is District 66. Compared with District [-], people's mental outlook is better.

The cleanliness of the clothes has improved, the dress is fashionable, and all kinds of people shuttle back and forth.

Wei Dao took a step forward and found a small hotel to stay.

Lunch is eaten in the store, a large table is placed in the living room, and there are many people around.

A rustling sound came from inside the wall, Wei Dao wondered if he heard it wrong.

People's voices are intertwined and messy, and the conversation is lively.

"Hey, did you know? I was listening to the radio before going to bed last night, and another family was hit."

"where?"

"It's at the east end of the city."

"It's pretty close."

"I don't know what happened recently, there are mice everywhere, scurrying around, last time I watched TV at home—"