curse

Chapter 4

where to go now
Regarding this sentence, Xu Anduo was also asking himself.He doesn't want to go home now, and he has never regarded the house of less than 20 square meters as his home.

The motorcycle drove to the side of the road, and he casually ate something at a small stall, treating it as dinner.After eating, he bought several cans of Tsingtao beer, and just drank the beer on the side of the road. The beer foam flowed down his chin and wet his clothes.Then, he breathed a sigh of relief, his mouth was full of alcohol, his face must have been a little red, but he smiled slightly, and moved his limbs mockingly, and he seemed to feel a little better.

Then he stepped into the car and sped on the road. This red domestic motorcycle has been with him for several years and has accompanied him to many places.Once he even drove his own motorcycle to participate in a field archaeological field. This motorcycle was parked next to an ancient site in a desolate mountain village, which looked particularly eye-catching.All in all, in their circle, Xu Anduo was an anomaly, he was not naturally suitable for that kind of work, although he had all the courage and spirit of exploration required to engage in archaeological work, he had no patience, which was fatal.So, when Jiang He was already in charge, he was still doing things for others, and even Bai Bi was snatched by Jiang He. To be honest, he was really jealous of Jiang He.However, no matter how many differences there are in their personalities, perhaps it is the differences in personalities that make him and Jiang He such good friends.

Now, his best friend is dead.

acceleration.The spirit of alcohol finally came up, his brain was very excited, his helmet had no face protection, he opened his mouth wide, and the wind kept drilling into his mouth, making him feel very cool.Whenever he wants to vent, he will do this, and sometimes he often catches a cold.But he doesn't care, the current speed may have exceeded 80 kilometers per hour, and the road here is very dangerous.Several cars were almost oncoming, and when he was about to hit him, he turned to avoid the oncoming car, and there was a curse of "Don't die" behind him.

With the wind whistling past his ears and the alcohol boiling his blood, he seemed to forget all the danger.However, Bai Bi suddenly appeared in his mind, that little widow, maybe that word shouldn't be used, she hasn't married Jiang He yet.However, her face has been dangling in front of him, he likes that face, really, the first time he saw that face, he felt a special power.It was not a simple man's preference for women, but a deeper level of content, so that he didn't dare to go one step further, and with his old temper, he had already taken the initiative to attack.

That day when Bai Bi fell on the road, she was hit by a moped. In fact, the injury was not serious, it was just scratches. Xu Anduo passed by on his motorcycle and found her.So, he took the initiative to invite her to come up and took her to the hospital. He still remembered the feeling of Baibi sticking to his back, cold, silent, trembling, like carrying a Buddha statue made of white porcelain sculpture.Porcelain is untouchable. As an archaeologist, Xu Anduo knows this well. He never dares to make mistakes. He just thinks that Bai Bi is definitely a different girl, who always exudes an unapproachable strength.Later, he found out that Bai Bi's father was Bai Zhengqiu, who was also a veteran of the Institute of Archaeology, and was in the same class as the director Wen Haogu, who died in an accidental car accident more than ten years ago.However, she was still taken away by Jiang He in the end, but Jiang He still didn't wait for the day when he really got her.Don't think about her anymore, Xu Anduo shook his head and turned into a dark small road.

The sound of motorcycles rang the quiet road. He didn't know what time it was, maybe it was already very late.He suddenly remembered the words he said to Bai Bi: "Maybe this is fate."

Fate, fate, he never believed in this, he only believed in himself.However, now he no longer believes in himself, he knows that he can no longer control his own destiny.He was just a small bug, a dying bug, and that irresistible force might take his life away at any time.He still clearly remembered every word Jiang He said to him before the accident, every look he made, he could feel the fear hidden in Jiang He's eyes, maybe he had a premonition long ago.Now, he finally believed it, it was indeed a mistake, everyone made this mistake, now, it is time to pay the price.

He understood that Jiang He was not the first to die, nor would he be the last.

who is the next?
A gust of cool wind blew, and Xu Anduo suddenly woke up. He shook his head vigorously, looked at the dark surroundings, but couldn't see anything clearly. He had never been here before, maybe he got lost.The alcohol made his stomach a little uncomfortable. He lowered his head and retched for a while, but he couldn't vomit anything. Only then did he feel the real uneasiness, which came from his bones.

For a moment, he thought of Jiang He's face lying in the crystal coffin. Now, Jiang He had become a pile of ashes.Then, he thought of something else, which made his hands tremble, and he could hardly hold the handle. This was the fear, and Xu Anduo, who claimed that he had never been afraid, really began to be afraid.

The night is vast.

He put the motorcycle at the slowest speed and drove to the end of the small road. At the end, he saw a green embankment. It turned out to be the Suzhou Creek. He came to the edge of the Suzhou Creek, but he didn't know which section it was.There were no cars on the road beside the Suzhou River, and he was almost alone. His wheels turned slowly, carrying him into the unknown misty night.

Xu Anduo heard a voice calling softly - help me.

It was his own voice.

(End of this chapter)