I Like Weird the Most

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Seeing the petite girl in the photo, He Wenzhi's heart jumped and immediately remembered something.

I remember when I was talking to Han Yumeng about her past, she seemed to mention that her grandmother lived in a village around Chunshi.

At that time, she seemed to have said the name of the village, but she didn't memorize it carefully when she asked. Later, she said she did something else, so she forgot.

It wasn't until the early morning when I saw Wang Daochang's post to locate it, that's why I felt so familiar.

"In that case, Han Yumeng's grandma lives in this house?" He Wenzhi thought to himself.

If this is the case, the thin middle-aged man should be Han Yumeng's long-lost father, right?

The reason why Han Yumeng has such a cute little man should be her father.

Thinking like this in his heart, He Wenzhi raised his hand and was about to knock on the door.

If the owner of this house is indeed Grandma Han Yumeng, then the next thing will be easy.

After all, he is so familiar with Han Yumeng.

At this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared in the crack of the door.

It was an old man's face, wrinkled and light-backed, just stuck to the crack of the door, looking a little crippled.

In this dark and silent environment, the only crack in the door was shining, but suddenly a wrinkled old man's face appeared, He Wenzhi was also taken aback.

Since he had been in contact with ghosts for so long, it was a long time since he was scared to increase his mental power.

Even the black dog took a step back in fright and couldn't help but let out a moan.

"Young man, what are you secretly watching at my door?" the old man said suddenly.

He Wenzhi adjusted his emotions and smiled: "Hello, I'm from Spring City. Are you Han Yumeng's grandmother?"

The old man's loose eyelids lifted: "Do you know Mengmeng?"

"Know." He Wenzhi nodded: "We are friends."

"She asked you to see me?"

"No." He Wenzhi thought to himself, this should be Han Yumeng's grandmother.

So he said: "I have a friend here, so I'll come to see it too. Then it happened to hear Han Yumeng say that her grandma lives here, so..."

"Oh, since it's Mengmeng's friend, then come in." The old man opened the door.

After entering the house, you can hear the crackling fire, which is the sound of sparks bursting in the stove.

The lights in the room were not very bright, they were older incandescent lamps emitting yellow light.

The ground is also uneven muddy soil, dark and lacquered, I don't know what kind of soil it is made of, walking on it, even if it is across the sole of the shoe, it feels cold and icy.

As a result, the whole room looked very dim.

On the edge of the stove is a low table with a bowl of hot noodles.

When I wanted to come to the old man, I just heard the movement outside, so I came here to take a look.

After coming in, the old man sat back and continued to eat the noodles. He asked and looked at the picture carefully.

He thought for a moment, what should he call this old man?

She is Han Yumeng's grandmother, she is only one year apart from Han Yumeng, and she is still a friend, and now they all live together. Isn't she going to call her grandma too?

Thinking like this in his heart, He asked: "Grandma, when is this picture?"

"Grandma?" The old man stopped the chopsticks in his hand and looked up at He asked: "Are you a cute boyfriend?"

"No." He Wenzhi shook his head.

"Then what is your relationship?"

"Friendship?"

"Gone?"

"Gone."

"Then what have you done?"

Why did you think about it, it seems that you haven't done anything?

If you say that you have been taken care of by Han Yumeng in terms of eating, it doesn't seem to be a good idea, right?

Anyway, it's someone's grandmother.

So he said: "I haven't done anything, just eat and chat together occasionally. We happen to be neighbors again, and she doesn't like to go out, that's all."

"It's a neighbor." The old man raised his head, looked up and down He asked, and suddenly said, "Are you hungry?"

This topic jumps a little bit quickly, making people overwhelmed.

However, I didn't eat much today, so He Wenzhi simply nodded.

"Then you wait for me here, I'll pick some vegetables for you to make a bowl of noodles." As he said, the old man stood up.

He Wenzhi walked up and helped the old man: "Grandma, don't have to be so troublesome, I can just finish the clear noodle soup."

The old man raised his head and patted the hand that He Wenzhi was holding on to him at the same time.

"It's no trouble, you just wait for me in the house, I can just go by myself."

Her tone couldn't be denied, and she walked out after speaking.

The black dog stayed outside the door, and saw the old man going to the vegetable field at night. He glanced around and asked him, and then went with the old man.

Not long after, the old man walked back with a handful of green vegetables. While the fire in the stove had not gone out, she added some firewood, followed by a bowl of green noodles.

"There are no good things in the country. You came from the city, so you won't dislike it?" The old man said, "By the way, what's your name?"

"My name is He Wenzhi." He said his name first, and he said politely: "Harm, don't dislike it, absolutely don't dislike it!"

He Wenzhi ate a bowl of noodles and drank the noodle soup clean.

Seeing him eating so happily, the wrinkles on the old man's face also stretched a bit.

"Are you still eating?" she asked.

"No way." He Wenzhi shook his head: "One bowl is enough."

The old man looked at He Wenzhi quietly, and He Wenzhi also looked at her.

When He Wenzhi was about to ask at the beginning, the old man said first: "That photo was taken when Mengmeng was ten years old."

She looked up at the group photo of the three of them, as if she was reminiscing.

"At that time, her dad would occasionally come back several times...Oh. Speaking of which, Mengmeng was also a poor child. Her mother died not long after she was born, and now her father is missing again...

This child has never had a good life when he was young.

Well, since you and Mengmeng are neighbors, if she has any trouble, you can help her. "

He asked: "..."

What the **** is this called?

"Grandma, just ask me to ask."

"Oh, good." The old man said: "Well, has Mengmeng encountered any trouble recently?"

He Wenzhi put his hands on the table and said, "Grandma, why do you ask?"

This village is very strange, this is the most obvious feeling to He Wenzhi tonight.

The night is heavy, there is no sun, moon or starlight, and the village is even more silent, and even the frogs and insects are not heard.

Obviously the four sides are surrounded by mountains and forests, so how can they be missing?

In such a strange environment, Han Yumeng's grandma still lives in this village alone.

Especially, Han Yumeng told He Wenzhi that the originally good grandma suddenly lost a terrible temper and asked her not to come to the village to see her again.

Does this mean that from that time on, something really went wrong in this village?

Is it necessary otherwise?

Moreover, if something really goes wrong, why doesn't grandma know?

Is it because she can't go?

He Wenzhi didn't intend to hide it anymore, the grandma in front of her must have hidden something.

"Grandma, do you know something?" He Wenzhi looked at her and asked: "I came here this time to find my friend.

I heard that old man over there said that when he came here, he lived with you for two days, right? "

"Is it a Taoist priest?"

"Yes." He Wenzhi nodded.

"That's it, he did stay with me for two days, but he left the evening before yesterday."

"Grandma, do you know where he went?"

"I don't know, I don't even know why he left suddenly."

"Grandma, is the village haunted!?"

Upon hearing this, the grandmother's face changed drastically, and she covered He Wenzhi's mouth.

"Young people are impulsive! You can't talk nonsense about those things here! And it's night, and you talk about those things at night, and those things are listening...!"

"Where are they?" He Wenzhi opened his eyes. Since he can be sure that there is a ghost, he just needs to figure out where he is.

Grandma shook her head: "I can't say, I can't say..."

"Grandma, tell me that I am here this time for this! Just tell me and I will tell you about Han Yumeng!"

Grandma fell silent suddenly, and after a while, she said, "I persuaded the Taoist priest to leave quickly, but he wouldn't listen.

Later that night, that thing seemed to have come, and the Taoist priests also disappeared at that time..."

"That thing?"

"It's that woman..." Grandma hesitated for a long time before she said it out: "Ask, do you know the legend of this village?

It was rumored that it was not called Guangming Village, but Taoyuan Village. People here live and work in peace and contentment, have enough food and clothing, and have no worries about food and drink. Even those in the city envy Taoyuan Village and want to live such a life. Since then, outsiders have been joining Taoyuan Village. The woman just wanted to find Taoyuan Village.

It's just that no one in Taoyuan Village has actually encountered it, and there is no related literature. It is just a rumor circulating in the village. "

Grandma thought for a while and said, "Perhaps because of the famine that year, there is a place like Taoyuan Village..."

He Wenzhi thought in his heart, judging by these, that the woman who wanted to come was the woman who died in the year of the famine.

It is because of such a thing that you want to enter the Taoyuan Village, which is like a dream, right?

The grandmother continued: "Ask, I know you are here to save your friend, but if your friend is really targeted by that woman, I am afraid it will be too bad for you..."

Immediately afterwards, she also hurriedly asked about Han Yumeng.

He Wenzhi said that Han Yumeng did encounter some things, but they were all resolved and he is currently safe.

Grandma nodded, seeming to believe He Wenzhi very much.

At this moment, a sound suddenly came from outside the house.

Tick...tick...

The sound of water droplets suddenly sounded, and the sound came from a long distance, but it seemed unusually clear.

Under the dim light in the room, He Wenzhi and his grandmother turned their heads to look at the same time.

It's the well in the village!

At this moment, grandma's face changed completely.

She pushed He and asked, "Hurry up, go home! You will leave as soon as daybreak! That Taoist priest can't save him, he can't be saved if he is really targeted!

That woman is too strong! We will not be rivals! Even the whole village cannot be her opponent! Because of her, many people in the village have died...

Mengmeng has had a hard life since she was a child. She missed the fire again, and what she missed was Yang Huo. The reason why her father disappeared was to find a solution.

You just helped me, I know you are testing me.

You have a strong sun fire, but I have never seen it before, and your blood is even hotter and thick! As long as you are there, as long as Mengmeng stays by your side, she may be able to make up for her lack of numerology ~www.novelmt.com~ ask, go, hurry back to that person's house, the black dog will protect you .

When you get home, you should quickly lock the door. No matter what sound is heard outside at night, even if someone knocks on the door, you should not react in any way. Just sleep as you are!

When the day breaks, you will leave here immediately, don't look back! "

With that, the old grandma pushed He Wenzhi out abruptly, and at the same time patted the black dog's ass.

The black dog is indeed somewhat spiritual, as if he understood the meaning of grandma, he tightly guarded He Wenzhi's side, and those green eyes were shining in the night.

He Wenzhi glanced at his grandmother and thought of this very quiet village tonight. He seemed to have thought of something.

But he did not speak, but stared at the well.

His eyes gradually brightened.

There really seems to be something in that well...