C8

After running for a while, I finally ran into the village. When I saw that there was someone there, I felt a little safer. Only then did he stop and bend over to take deep breaths.

I walked on for a while and saw a small three-story building called Farmhouse Incense. It was a farmhouse or a food stall, with tables in the yard and people drinking wine and eating barbecue. I also felt hungry, so I went in and ordered some food and two beers. I ate and drank by myself. There were two or three tables of people here, which made me feel a lot more at ease. They talked and ate about the war, but I was not interested in their topic, so I didn't join them.

There were also four youngsters and an old man at a table. Four youngsters were gathered around a square table, listening to the old man's ghost stories. This made me recall the incident with Doudou just now. I felt a little scared, and wanted to see if anyone knew anything. It may be a bad habit for me to find the real thing in the face of unknown fear. I decided to go over and ask the old man. He looked like he belonged in the village, or maybe he knew something.

I walked up to their table. The young ones were two men and two women. They looked like they were college students.

As for the old man, he should be around 70 something years old. His hair was white, and his chin had a similar white goatee. I went over and politely asked if I could sit down and listen to the old man's story. Although the girl beside me wasn't happy, she still gave up the side of the bench to me. After a brief understanding, I found out that the four young people were all university students in the city. The old man, on the other hand, had lived in the village for over fifty years.

The old man told a few ghost stories, which scared the two girls so much that they started to scream from time to time. People were really strange. Since they were afraid, why did they need to listen?

Feeling that the old man was almost done, I asked him if any of the children in the village had died recently.

The four young men seemed to find my question impolite as they looked at me strangely.

The old man didn't seem to care: these years had been pretty peaceful, which child wasn't fat and white, and what could happen to them?

This made me a little confused. What was going on with Doudou? As I was thinking, the old man spoke again, and the words that followed sent chills down my spine.

However, it should have been more than ten years ago, the owner of this restaurant drove a minivan to the city to play with his family of three. On the way back, there was a car accident at the intersection that was about to leave the highway. A large truck crashed into them as they were turning a corner. The child died on the spot while the two adults were sent to the hospital. The husband had one of his legs crippled, and the wife had rescued him, but there was nothing missing. The poor child was only thirteen years old.

That's a girl, her name is Doudou right? I asked, my voice a little shaky.

Yes, we all called her Little Bean. With that, the old man seemed to recall the past again.

The four students looked at me curiously, as if to say, How do you know?

I ignored them and continued to ask the old man: Isn't that the daughter of Doudou Restaurant? This is a peasant village, old man, do you remember wrongly?

Hey, you don't know about this, but now that your daughter's gone, life has to go on, which changes the name of the store. Then it would become a rural village.

The old man chuckled and explained, "Okay, I should go back now, otherwise my wife will get angry again." The old man got up and left.

Hearing these words, I sucked in a breath of cold air and turned around to look at the Lady Boss who was at the counter. She was around fifty years old, but her face actually looked a little similar to Doudou's.

While I was staring at the Lady Boss, the girl beside me screamed and pulled my arm with all her might. She felt as if her nails had sunk into my flesh, causing her to feel a little bit of pain. Moreover, his entire body was still shaking uncontrollably.

We followed her gaze. It was a dark wasteland.

At this moment, the other two boys told her not to joke around.

There was someone there, I saw it. she retorted excitedly.

When I saw her like that, I took my flashlight and shone it twice over the wasteland, but I didn't find anything.

A boy saw nothing. He comforted her, "There really is nothing here. You may have had too much to drink, so you should take a break."

But the girl said confidently, No, I definitely saw it. When did I miss it? As I spoke, I was already a little angry. I grabbed my flashlight and shone it in that direction. In the end, he still didn't find anything.

This reminded me of the White Shadow that I caught on my way back, so I asked: "Did you see a man in white floating away?"

Yes, yes, that's it! You saw it. she asked, pulling at me as if she'd found her lifeline.

No. I wanted to say yes, but I didn't. I didn't see it here.

The three people beside him started laughing.

One of the boys laughed at the girl. You've seen too many horror movies.

The girl gave me a hateful look. Then he walked alone to the second floor of the restaurant. I was helpless. I wasn't teasing her, but no one would believe me.

The other three also felt that it was meaningless. I also went to the second floor. Seeing that they had all gone upstairs, I understood that this was a place to stay.

I walked over to the counter and asked the landlady, "Big Sis, can you stay here?"

Yes, you alone? Her smile was very gentle, at such a close distance, she felt even more like Doudou.

Yes, one person, one room. I had the urge to tell her that I had seen her daughter, but I resisted.

The Lady Boss brought me upstairs. I saw that there were only four rooms on the second floor, and she told me that normally no one lived here. Adding me in today's three rooms, I immediately understood that the other two rooms were probably occupied by the four university students.

He took the key to his room and closed the door. After a bath, he would lie down on the bed. Thinking about what happened tonight.

I can be sure that Doudou really exists, and running so far while carrying her can't be an illusion.

As for the girl, she didn't seem to be joking when she saw the man in white, and I saw him once, even though it was just a flash, I'm not sure if it was an illusion. But suppose it wasn't an illusion?

I suddenly remembered what Doudou said before she disappeared: A strange person was following you for a long time.

Could it be that Doudou was talking about the man in white?

When I came over from the mountain road, I met the white-clothed person first, and then, I was followed by it. Then, I met Doudou, who told me that someone was following me, and then the white-clothed person followed me to the restaurant's courtyard, and was spotted by a girl. The thought of being followed made him feel scared.

Just as I was thinking, the room suddenly went dark. A girl's scream came from next door. It should be those two female university students. I wouldn't care if I did. A power outage in a mountain village should be normal. But tonight, the man in white still made me nervous. I took the flashlight and shone it in the room, but there was no one there. I immediately remembered if the girl next door had been silenced. She was the one who saw the man in white.

I rushed out the door with my flashlight and kicked at the door next door. The door opened.

There was another scream, and my flashlight flashed. There was a naked woman standing in the middle of the room, some foam in her hair.

I don't see anything but the foam in your hair. After saying that, I regretted it. What am I saying!

Get out of here! She immediately put the towel back on. F * * k! She must have let go of the towel she was holding when she rushed in.

I was about to step back when the flashlight hit the room. On the left wall, a dark mass was sticking to the wall, slowly boring out. I flashed the flashlight again. My God! It was actually a malevolent-looking human head. I picked up an object and threw it at it.