"What will a damn man be if he doesn’t die?" Lin Xueyan muttered to herself.
"Anyway … he won’t be human." The old voice is very low. It’s scary in the middle of the night.
The old man waved his hand and motioned for him to push the wheelchair to send him back to his room. Lin Xueyan was disappointed and looked at the door. The old man suddenly turned around and said, "I’ll give you something. I don’t know how long I can live. Although some secrets must be taken to the grave, some things are better given to its owner. Little girl, your name is Lin!"
Lin Xueyan was in a daze. I don’t know how the old man guessed her surname. She nodded. "Ding Yunchang is my great-aunt but grandpa. Can you tell me more?"
The old man stared at Lin Xueyan. "You should say that you don’t ask me, and I will say that you shouldn’t say that even if you tear down my old bones, I won’t say it." Then he pointed to his son, who was already white, and the old man wanted him to do something, so he pushed the old man into the room. In a short time, the old man came out alone with a string of things in his hand, a string of black beads.
Lin Xueyan took the beads, which were hard in texture and didn’t know what they were made of. Each bead had a pair of round holes. She looked at the holes and found nothing. She didn’t know anything about these Buddhist things, and she couldn’t tell what it was. She felt very at ease and comfortable in her hands.
At this time, the old man leaned in mysteriously and said, "My dad said that this thing can be given to the Lin family, and he should take a break when he is old enough to finish this."
Lin Xueyan was in a daze. The old man should be friends with Ding Yunchang. It seems that he should have something to do with the Lins. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have said such a thing. The old man helped Lin Xueyan arrange a place to live. There was no bus here, and there would be no taxi passing by. She was killed and didn’t dare to cross the graveyard again in the middle of the night. She could spend the night here.
When I walked out of No.1 in the morning and watched her come, the road was silent. If she could see such a scene last night, I believe she would be scared to death. This is almost a bad drama. How can those graves have house numbers? From the 5th to 17th, there were 130 graves here, and the two old people were the two generations of grave keepers who lived here.
Chapter 47 Show tail blue coat
Although it is already dawn, Lin Xueyan is still a little concerned, and the graves are neatly arranged in front of him, which looks solemn and bleak.
She wanted to say goodbye to the centenarian, but the one who sent her out said, "No, my dad went out for a walk early in the morning."
Lin Xueyan shrugged his shoulders and was as thin as a dead tree. The old man controlled the heavy wooden wheelchair. This muddy dirt road slipped and turned. How funny it is, but now that people have said that, she can leave in a passive manner.
Lin Xueyan walked slowly through the rows of tombstones before the fog cleared in the morning. Suddenly, something involved her clothes. Her head immediately felt so scared that her legs were soft. There were no trees on both sides of the road, and she looked around just now. There was no one around except the silent grave … Who pulled her clothes?
Lin Xueyan twisted her neck callously for 90 degrees, looked sideways at a tombstone and stretched out a hand. Is that a human hand? Black and skinny skin wrapped in hard bones and nails almost an inch long. Lin Xueyan was about to shout and jump to listen to a burst of footsteps behind her, and then someone shouted, "Dad, what’s wrong with you …"
Behind him came the grave keeper Zhonger. He came to Xueyan and reached for Dad behind the fallen tombstone. Then Xueyan discovered that the old man’s wheelchair was not far away. It turned out that the wheelchair was accidentally overturned by a stone when he slipped, and the whole person fell from the face and happened to fall behind the tombstone.
When I got home, Lin Xueyan dialed Long Xiaofei’s words. It took a long time before someone answered "Hello?" Long Xiaofei’s hoarse voice sounds a little tired.
"Long Xiaofei …" Lin Xueyan hesitated and didn’t know how to speak.
"It’s Snow Goose. What can I do for you?" Long Xiaofei yawned over there as if he had just woken up.
"Did you sleep just now? Why haven’t you got up after ten o’clock? "
"I didn’t sleep for a whole night yesterday, but I just got home and wanted to catch up."
"Well, you have a good rest and call me when you wake up."
Lin Xueyan was about to hang up when Long Xiaofei hurriedly shouted, "No, that’s all. I originally planned to get up at this time and return the alarm clock. You see, it’s time for it to ring."
Long Xiaofei fiddled with a small bedside alarm clock. It always rings when it shouldn’t ring at ordinary times. Now I want it to ring. It doesn’t ring. Lin Xueyan must have disturbed him. So Long Xiaofei involuntarily cursed "This damn alarm clock always screams at ordinary times, but now it doesn’t ring."
Lin Xueyan immediately understood Long Xiaofei’s meaning, so she smiled gently. "Long Xiaofei, if you don’t want to sleep again, I will tell you something."
"You say you say" Long Xiaofei there relieved.
"I went to No.4 Linjiang Street yesterday, which was a grocery store. When I came out, I felt that something was wrong in that store. Because I had something very important, I didn’t think about it for a night’s sleep. Now I suddenly wonder what was wrong."
"What is it?"
"when I went out, I saw a blue coat hanging at the door. This kind of coat is very common for food store workers. Usually, there is a small pocket on the right to put a pen to write the warehousing bill. But this dress is different. When its pocket is torn, it hangs there. Didn’t I see a blue coat when I first watched remote monitoring? His coat pocket is the same as this one, even with the same tearing angle. I once thought that he must have no wife, otherwise his pockets would be broken and no one would help him sew them up. I think No.4 Linjiang Street is more than ten minutes away from my door. What’s the purpose of him waiting at my door every day in those days? And I feel from my eyes that this person is not a kind person. "Lin Xueyan paused. Why didn’t Long Xiaofei fall asleep and there was no sound?
"Long Xiaofei, are you still there?" Lin Xueyan tried to ask 1
"I’ve got dressed, and I’ll pick you up in a minute. Let’s go to No.4 and have a look."
Lin Xueyan and Long Xiaofei drove to No.4 Linjiang Street, and they drove into the store. The wind chimes tinkled and Rinrin sounded, and there seemed to be no one hanging around in the store.
"Excuse me, is anyone there?" Lin Xueyan shouted inside. She noticed that there was a little inconspicuous red light shining in the corner on the right. There should be a camera installed there, and the security measures of the store were quite good.
"What can I buy?" A woman in her forties walked out of the back door, buttoned up while walking, and her face was unnatural. Looking at her face flushed and disheveled, I knew what she had just done with a little imagination. If I didn’t guess wrong, there should be a man inside.
The blue coat is still hanging at the door. Lin Xueyan had an idea. "Elder sister, I want to buy some cargo movers for the workers."
"I don’t sell labor protection or clothes here. Find another home."
"Oh, elder sister, where did you buy this job? I think this is quite suitable." Lin Xueyan took the blue coat in her hand and shook it off.
"I don’t know, I don’t know, this is what my man bought, and I don’t know where to buy it." The woman grabbed Lin Xueyan’s hand and pulled her face long, saying in a series of words that she didn’t know.
What’s she nervous about? Long Xiaofei next to pull a Lin Xueyan skirts motioned out.
"I really don’t have such clothes. Then forget it. I’ll go to another house to look for them." Then Lin Xueyan and Long Xiaofei retired.
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