Actor's reincarnation

Chapter 1036 The Death of Uncle Dong
"Just wait and see, Ah You's shop will close sooner or later...Why? Of course it's because that fat pig will eat up that shop! Hmph! That fat pig is so fat and so edible , sooner or later, I will die with Ah You!"

"Be a bit more polite, master, don't be so stinky!" Aunt Mei persuaded again angrily.

But Uncle Dong became more and more enthusiastic: "Actually, I already knew that it was all a conspiracy! Ah You and that fat pig must have a conspiracy, otherwise why did you suddenly let us eat for free? No money, the food is returned Such a large market, doesn't this prove that they have a conspiracy?"

Aunt Mei laughed and shook her head.

Uncle Dong scolded angrily: "What the hell, I'll find an atomic bomb and blow them up!"

Aunt Mei couldn't bear it anymore, and deliberately poked him with a needle.

"Oh!" Uncle Dong screamed in pain, and immediately stiffened his body and didn't dare to move.

Aunt May smiled with satisfaction.

"You throw away the rubbish later, I'll finish this piece of material, and we'll burn paper to make offerings," Aunt Mei said.

"Then I have to take off this fat pig's clothes, otherwise people will think I'm a pig." Uncle Dong snorted coldly.

Ten minutes later, Uncle Dong, who had changed his clothes, took the garbage to the corridor to throw out the garbage.

It was almost Haishi at this time, and every household had finished burning papers and placing sacrifices and went home.

Most of the people living here are very traditional old people, so basically every household also turned off the lights and went to sleep.

The corridor was extremely quiet, only the sound of Uncle Dong's own "Sasa" footsteps was very clear.

squeak...

Just as the stairwell door was pushed open a crack, a cold, damp air mixed with the sour smell of garbage came in.

Uncle Dong frowned and pushed open the fire door in the stairwell.

He felt that the door was extra heavy today, and there seemed to be something blocked behind the door.

He didn't see a pair of naked little feet exposed under the crack of the door.

The little feet were black and blue, and the nails were pitch black.

Uncle Dong came in through the stairwell door sideways, took a few quick steps, and threw the garbage into the trash can by the door.

He was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly heard the sound of children laughing and playing downstairs.

"Let the children come out to play so late? What a stupid pig!" Uncle Dong frowned and cursed, not too lazy to meddle in other things, and was about to turn around and leave.

But after taking two steps, he suddenly woke up. He suddenly remembered that since a little boy named Xiaojie died more than a month ago, there were no children in this building except Xiaobai!
Uncle Dong was a little terrified, but felt a chill down his back.

"Hee hee hee……"

The laughter of children came from downstairs again.

Listening to the sound, it seems to be on the next floor.

Uncle Dong hesitated slightly, then turned back, intending to take a closer look.

He is old, half of his body has been buried in the soil, and he doesn't have so many taboos about things about gods and ghosts.

In fact, the older people are, the more curious they are about ghosts and gods, and they wish they could see ghosts.

Because only when they see ghosts with their own eyes, they will be relieved. No matter how scary the ghosts are, at least they will not be completely settled after death, nor will they die forever.

Every night in the dead of night, when Uncle Dong thinks that he will die one day, all his consciousness will disappear, his body will be burned to ashes, and even the ashes will no longer exist in the end...

The world is still running, people are living and dying, coming and going, lively and lively.

However, he will never exist again forever, and everything in the world has nothing to do with him anymore.He disappeared from this world forever and ever, as if he had never been here...

If it is thousands of years, hundreds of millions of years...

How dreadful was it that he had never existed, and never would?

Thinking of this, Uncle Dong trembled with fear and suffocated in fear.

When he was young, he had no taboos and believed in nothing.

But when he got old, he began to believe in Buddhism and ghosts.

He doesn't really believe it, he just wishes it existed, and he doesn't want it to never exist.

So when he realized that the child's laughing and slapstick sounds might not be made by a human being, after being frightened, Uncle Dong's first reaction was excitement, excitement.

He almost couldn't wait to get to the stairs, his eyes full of anticipation, hoping that he could see the ghost with his own eyes.

He hoped to prove that after death, people will not completely disappear.

He walked quickly to the stairs, craned his neck and looked downstairs.

He saw it!

He saw at the stairs downstairs, there was a child in only his trousers squatting on the stairs, with his back to him.

The light was very dim, and his old eyes were dim, so Uncle Dong couldn't see clearly, he could only see a rough outline.

He only vaguely saw that it was a child, and saw that the child's skin showed a strange blue-gray color.

Is it a ghost?
Uncle Dong was very excited and wanted to go downstairs to have a closer look.

But he didn't notice that the door of the stairwell closed by itself at some point, revealing the little ghost hidden behind the door.

Half of the little devil's head was gone, the head was shattered, bloody and bloody, some flesh and brains were hanging on the bone stubble, one eyeball was drooping on the face, and the mouth was only half opened.

He walked gently behind Uncle Dong, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed him violently.

"what!"

Uncle Dong lost his balance, a short exclamation came from his throat, and the next moment he rolled downstairs.

boom!
His neck hit the edge of the stairs hard, and a large piece of his cervical spine suddenly protruded.

pain!
The pain that goes deep into the bone marrow!

Uncle Dong moaned twice in pain, his consciousness gradually blurred.

A man in a short gray jacket came out of the darkness, his eyes were dark, and the corners of his mouth curled up coldly.

A pair of cloudy and vicious eyes stared at Uncle Dong lying on the ground.

It was Ah Jiu!

He started early!

Originally, he wasn't in such a hurry, but the accident of the 2442 twin female ghosts and the arrival of Su Yi made him feel a sense of crisis.

He hates this kind of unexpected change, he is afraid of delay and change, so he doesn't want to wait any longer.

"Brother Dong, don't blame me for being cruel. If you want to blame it, blame your bad luck..." Ah Jiu stared at Uncle Dong, and walked out slowly.

Suddenly a small hand grabbed the corner of his clothes, and there was a soft sobbing pleading sound from behind.

Ah Jiu turned around abruptly, his eyes suddenly became fierce.

He knocked off the little hand, his expression full of warning.

The owner of this little hand is Su Yi's old acquaintance, the kid with the eyes sewn shut.

It took a step back in fear, trembling.

Behind him, there were seven or eight little ghosts about the same size as it, both male and female, with different expressions.

These brats are all the evil that Ah Jiu has committed over the past year!

How lucky are they to be born human?
But what a misfortune, to be murdered to death by gangsters at such an ignorant age, and even the soul was made into a slave, enslaved by others, never to be reborn forever!
They don't even know why they are like this.

The little ghost had kind thoughts in his heart, and felt that Uncle Dong still had a breath, and he didn't want Ah Jiu to kill him, but was warned by Ah Jiu, presumably some punishment was inevitable.

Ah Jiu found out that Uncle Dong was not dead, so he really helped him up, wanting to throw him down again cruelly.

Unexpectedly, his action woke up Uncle Dong with a broken cervical spine.

When he saw clearly that it was Ah Jiu, he was shocked and began to struggle hard.

But he is already old and seriously injured, how could he be Ah Jiu's opponent?
In the end, Ah Jiu struggled to push him into the patio in the stairwell.

Uncle Dong immediately fell from the patio.

At the moment he fell, Uncle Dong heard the exclamation of some children, and he saw several children sticking their heads out to look at him.

Some of these children lost half of their faces, some had long tongues, some rolled their eyes, and some had maggots and bloody faces...

There is no doubt that they are all ghosts!

"It turns out that there are really ghosts in this world..."

This was the last thought that Uncle Dong had in his life.

Boom!
Then his head hit the edge of the stairs heavily, his skull split open like a watermelon, and his brains splashed out!

He was suddenly plunged into absolute darkness.

Pfft!
Uncle Dong fell heavily on the ground on the first floor.

A hole was thrown out of his head, half of his face was shattered, and his entire gums were exposed.

That golden tooth that he has always been proud of, he doesn't know where it went.

Dark red blood quickly flowed out from under his body and under his head, spreading out in a large area.

Ah Jiu looked downstairs out of breath, her eyes narrowed slightly.

Suddenly, he heard some movement upstairs.

He looked up suddenly.

But nothing was seen.

He was about to go upstairs to check, when the kid with his eyes sewn shut suddenly tugged at his sleeves, and then floated downstairs with the other kid chattering.

Ah Jiu's attention was immediately diverted, and she hurriedly chased the kid and ran downstairs.

In the stairwell on the 25th floor.

Yang Feng tightly covered his mouth, not daring to breathe.

Her eyes were full of horror, and she was trembling all over.

She came out to look for food and witnessed what happened just now.

Aunt May dozed off.

She dreamed that Uncle Dong came back suddenly, and she was washing Uncle Dong's feet.

But when the hot water was poured into the footbath, Uncle Dong's feet were still as cold as ice.

"Master, what's the matter with your feet? Why are they so cold?" Aunt Mei asked worriedly, "You must have caught a cold, right?"

"It's okay..." Uncle Dong leaned on the back of the chair, his neck was stiff, his face was expressionless, his eyes were dull, and his tone was very mechanical.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Aunt Mei sensed something was wrong with her husband, and suddenly thought of something, "By the way, didn't I ask you to take out the trash? You seem...to be there for a long time?"

"I've been looking for you everywhere..." Uncle Dong said blankly, "I can't find you anyway..."

"I'm at home, why do I need to look for it?" Aunt Mei asked strangely, "Are you really alright?"

"It's okay..." Uncle Dong said expressionlessly, "I'll be back in a few days, remember to wait for me."

Aunt Mei, who was sleeping, suddenly woke up with a jolt, feeling a sense of palpitation and inexplicable fear.

She gasped for breath, and sat blankly for a long time before she came back to her senses.

She looked up at the clock hanging on the wall, only to realize that she had slept for more than twenty minutes.

The room was empty, and the door was still ajar.

The husband hasn't come back yet.

It's just taking out the trash, why haven't you come back yet?
Aunt Mei recalled that strange dream just now, that extremely clear dream.

A deep ominousness and fear welled up in her heart.

Boom boom boom!
Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Aunt Mei sat up straight in a panic, staring at the door.

If the husband comes home, he never knocks on the door.

Squeak, the half-hidden door was pushed open, Ah Jiu stood at the door with a heavy expression, and saw Aunt Mei at a glance.

Aunt Mei's face was pale, she had already expected something.

She stood up with difficulty, looked at Ah Jiu with trembling lips, but couldn't say a word.

"Sister Mei, brother Dong...something happened." Ah Jiu said in a low voice.

puff.

Aunt Mei slumped back to the chair, her face ashen.

Half an hour later, 2442.
Su Yi suddenly heard a knock on the door.

He frowned, got up and opened the door, only to see Xiao Bai standing outside.

Su Yi stepped aside to let him in, but his brows frowned even tighter.

Xiao Bai usually only guesses that he is here in the morning, and runs around playing around in the afternoon, but before dark, Xiao Bai is always with his mother.

It's so late today, why did you suddenly come to find him?
There was a little numbness in Xiaobai's eyes.

"Where's your mother?" Su Yi asked.

"Run away." Xiaobai said.

Apart from his mother and Uncle Yan, he only talks to Su Yi.

"Run away?" Su Yi looked at him suspiciously, "Why?"

"She's scared." Xiaobai said, "She... didn't know I was looking at her, so she ran away."

Although Xiaobai spoke incoherently, Su Yi still understood what he wanted to express.

"Do you know what happened?" Su Yi asked.

Xiaobai shook his head.But hesitated again.

"Draw what you see and what you want to say." Su Yi said.

He knew that Xiaobai was not good at words, and he was not good at describing what he saw in words.

But he can draw.

And it's well drawn.

Xiaobai listened to Su Yi very much and did as he was told.

Ten minutes later, Xiaobai's painting appeared vividly on the paper.

Black stairs, a tall brown man with a long nose and fangs.

Behind him, there are nine children. None of these children have painted their faces, and their limbs are all twisted strangely.

Su Yi looked at the painting with a frown and asked, "Is this what you saw?"

Xiaobai nodded.

Su Yi was thoughtful.

He pondered for a moment, then turned to Xiaobai and said, "Don't leave tonight, go to sleep inside. If your mother looks for you, she will guess that you are with me."

Xiaobai nodded and walked towards the balcony.

"Go to the bedroom!" Su Yi said.

Xiaobai didn't speak, but changed direction obediently and walked towards the bedroom.

Su Yi's eyes fell on the painting again.

Stairs, adults with long noses and sharp teeth, nine children...

He felt a little heavy, and had some vague guesses.

Sometimes being smart is not a good thing, just like Su Yi at this moment.

He would rather be stupid, maybe he wouldn't be so entangled now.

Would you like to go out and have a look?
No, forget it.

Maybe what should have happened has already happened, so what's the use of going out by yourself?
Just stay here and wait, guarding Xiaobai.

He glanced back into the bedroom.

Anyway, keep the baby.

he told himself.

An hour later, Su Yi heard some noises in the corridor outside.

There are two footsteps, one light and one heavy.

The person with heavy steps breathes heavily, seems to be very tired, and coughs a few times from time to time.

But they are still some distance away from here, only Su Yi's hearing is very sensitive, and most people really can't hear it.

Not to mention, these two people were a little sneaky, and they deliberately lowered their voices when they spoke.

The two voices soon faded away, Su Yi sat quietly in the living room, listening to Xiao Bai's slight snoring from the bedroom, and remained silent.

(End of this chapter)