Villager of Destiny

Chapter 7

I don't know if the old lunatic knew about my confusion.

Still God has mercy.

When I was at a loss, a fourth person came to the village.

The fourth person was an old man who looked about the same age as the old madman when he died, and what surprised me the most was that he resembled the old madman.

Whether it was the tone of his voice, the way he looked at me, or even some actions, I almost thought him an old lunatic when I saw him.

It's just a pity that he is not.

I asked who he was.

He told me that his name is Li Tiansheng, and he is the younger brother of the old lunatic. I can also call him an old smoker.

He said it was the old lunatic who asked him to come to me.

He also said that it was because the old lunatic was afraid that I would die.

When the old smoker found me, I was curled up in front of the brazier. He was holding a tobacco rod, and sat beside me without saying a word. He lit the dry tobacco with the embers of the brazier and took a puff, then handed it to me. .

At that time, I was stunned for a long time before I realized it, and then subconsciously took a puff of the cigarette stick, and I was undoubtedly choked and coughed, and I also woke up.

After retracting the cigarette rod, the old smoker ignored me, but focused his eyes on the room opposite my house, as if there was something in it, and he was fascinated.

At that time, my mind was already very messed up, and it was already night, so I didn’t need to pretend to be stupid. Seeing him like that, I couldn’t help but ask him if he could also see the inside. people.

But the old smoker didn't answer me. Instead, he took out a piece of red paper from his body and threw it into the brazier, then looked at me and said, "That girl is indeed very watery."

"If you like it."

"I can tell you a matchmaker."

When he said this, his face was serious, but it also made me freeze in place. I subconsciously looked at the dilapidated house opposite the door, and I became confused again.

Because what the old smoker said is undoubtedly telling me that he can also see other people in the village except me, and it can be said that he is telling me that Liu Ming and Zhuang Yue are not fools, but I am.

And the girl he was talking about, if I guessed correctly, was the young lady in my dream.

Seeing that I was absent-minded, or knowing what I was thinking, the old smoker patted my shoulder again and asked me, "How much do you know about Niang'er Village?"

I pulled myself together and thought for a moment, then shook my head again.

What do I know about Niang'er Village? I've been with the old lunatic since I can remember. The old lunatic taught me how to read and write, and nothing about Niang'er Village was in what he taught. Without the understanding of the village, there is only desolation.

The old smoker was not surprised, took a puff of cigarette and sighed: "It seems that the old lunatic really didn't tell you anything."

"But it's true."

"To tell you the truth, it is not certain whether you can live till now."

Hearing this, I felt even more confused and confused.

"What do you mean?"

The old smoker didn't want to answer me, but pointed to the room opposite and asked me again, "Do you like that girl?"

I was silent for a while and finally nodded my head.

Although that young lady appeared in my dreams several times, after dreaming of her again, her figure has been deeply engraved in my mind, and I can't get rid of it.

After getting my answer, the old smoker smiled and said a few good words in a row, then took out a pack of red paper from his body and handed it to me.

I took a look, and some of the red paper had paper figurines, some carriages, and some phoenix crowns and xiapei, which was very strange.

But before I could ask any more questions, the old smoker already had his hands behind his back, he just told me to burn them all, and then left without looking back.

I looked at the package of red paper, hesitated for a while and chose to follow suit.

It's not because I trust people too easily, but he and the old lunatic are indeed [-]% similar, so that I felt inexplicable peace of mind when I first saw him, and that kind of peace of mind made me subconsciously choose to believe what he said.

The red paper burned very quickly. When I threw it into the brazier, the red paper turned into ashes almost as soon as I turned around. It took me less than half a minute to burn all of them.

The strange thing is that after burning the red papers, I felt a deep drowsiness, so that I forgot how I packed my things, how I got on the bed and fell asleep.

I fell into a deep sleep this time.

It was daylight when I woke up.

And the old smoker came to my house again at some point, and was roasting a chicken on the ground.

When I saw this scene, I subconsciously asked, "Old smoker, where did this chicken come from?"

The old smoker took a look at the direction where I was raising chickens and ducks, then took a sip and said with a look of enjoyment, "This chicken is not bad, but it is not as good as the old lunatic."

I was a little speechless, but I didn't say anything. I just sat next to him and quickly tore off a chicken leg and stuffed it into my mouth. After eating, I asked, "What are those things you gave me last night?"

"Why do I feel sleepy after the burn?"

The old smoker smiled mysteriously.

"You'll find out soon enough."

"Are you full?"

"Collect debts with me when you're full."

I froze for a moment.

"What debt do you collect?"

The old smoker pulled another chicken leg and threw it to me, then he stuffed the chicken head and butt into his mouth before standing up and saying: "Those two outsiders have been staying in Niang'er Village for a few days. It’s time to hand over something.”

Hearing this, I fell silent.

The words of the two outsiders made me a little inexplicably irritated.

After all, before Zhuang Yue, I had clearly seen that he was dead.

Although Zhuang Yue didn't seem to be dead in Liu Ming's eyes, I did meet Zhuang Yue again later.

But subconsciously, I still think Zhuang Yue is dead.

After all, that death was too real.

Seeing that the old smoker was about to go outside the house, I said again: "But I saw that one of the two of them is already dead."

"It was hanged."

"The lower body was cut off."

Hearing my words, the old smoker paused, turned to look at me and frowned slightly, "What did you say?"

I said again, "But then I saw that man again, and his body disappeared."

"I'm not too sure..."

But before I finished speaking, the old smoker frowned even more.

After a while, he seemed to have made a decision, took a puff of cigarettes and continued walking.

"Let's go and find them first."

"If it's what you said."

"Then this matter is a bit troublesome."

"Then do I still have to play dumb?" I asked.

The old smoker nodded.

"Just don't let people see it."

(End of this chapter)