Chapter 1531: Old man

Shi Xing scolded in his heart, but although he was dissatisfied, he could only swallow it at this time.
"Okay! No problem, I will definitely add another tomorrow morning and give you a satisfactory price."
Lin Dazhuang nodded his head in satisfaction. For a farmer like him, the income of more than 1,000 yuan is a sum of money. Not a small fortune.
Fashion is very helpless, this more than 1,000 dollars is not a big deal for him, he just feels a little uncomfortable, he is being beaten like this.
Fashion took out 1,000 yuan from his wallet and gave it to Lin Dazhuang. Then he said, "Friend, it's more than three in the morning. I can go and get a good night's sleep."
Lin Dazhuang looked at the ten red tickets in his hand and nodded reluctantly: "Well, let me sleep on my bed today."
Fashion yawned, and he really can't bear it now. He didn't care what Lin Dazhuang was doing, walked into the room on his own, and lay down on the bed again.
Although he received the death notice, so far, except for a weird old lady, he has not encountered any real danger. Even the golden thunderbolt was only a pain for himself for a while, and did not cause himself. What really hurts.
So although he was a little nervous, he was afraid that he would not be able to fall asleep completely. Of course, in fact, it was because he was too tired.
Once the head got on the pillow, fashionable fell asleep again.
Only this time, he still failed to sleep till dawn. It didn't take long for him to lie down, and he felt someone shaking his body again.
Opening his eyes vaguely, Fashion looked away and looked at the face that was close to him. Was shocked immediately, cold sweat.
This face is actually the old woman I saw at the beginning. In the mouth of her son, this is already a person who has been dead for three years.
Why does it appear in front of myself now? His heart thumped wildly, shaking and asking, "You... are you a ghost?"
The old woman burst into tears. "Why are you asking me this way? Of course I am human!" Her voice was still hoarse, but this time, it contained huge pain.
Fashionable frowned, although the old woman looked strange. I don’t think it’s a person who has been dead for three years!
what happened? Why would her son say that she is dead.
Unable to think of the fashionable, the whole person's face became grim. He looked at the crying old woman and asked, "What happened? Why are you so sad?"
"I... my son... my son, he's dead!" The old woman came from the sadness and couldn't help crying.
Fashionable but the whole person was stunned. She seemed to suddenly think of something, and hurriedly asked the old lady: "Is your son, Lin Dazhuang? And how do you know that he is dead, you did not say that he is Will you come back in the morning?"
The old woman sobbed and said, "My son is Lin Dazhuang, a friend of my son. I just ran over and informed me that he said that my son had a car accident... No body was left, all fell... and fell under the cliff. ."
"Then what I saw just now?" Fashion almost shouted subconsciously: "I just saw him, and he asked me for 1,000 yuan."
The old woman stared blankly at fashion: "You... what are you saying? Did you see my son just now?"
Fashionable wind jumped out of bed and rushed towards the living room, where he was looking for the answer.
The candlelight in the living room was still there, but the portrait he had seen before was gone.
"This... what the is going on?" Fashion felt that his head was about to explode. This one died in a while, and that one died in a while.
Who is the dead and who is the living? ?
The old woman walked tremblingly beside him and said, "Are you all right?" There were tears on her face.
Fashionable shook his head, but his eyes were full of doubts. What the was this, he was completely puzzled.
In fact, his heart was already full of panic. It's just that nothing has endangered him yet. He could barely hold his head.
If there is any change in burning now, he will definitely leave this strange place without saying anything.
The old woman said with a sigh: "It's okay, it's okay. You go on rest! Tomorrow morning my old lady will find someone to send you out."
As she said, she took the oil lamp in her hand and walked back to her room.
Fashionably lost his soul and returned to bed. This time he couldn't sleep anymore, or the fear in his heart now had overcome all the fatigue. The unexpected circumstances surrounding him were really confusing to him.
"What should I do?"
Fashion wanted to leave here now, but he didn't know where he should go now. Perhaps, only if he stayed here would he have the opportunity to continue to live.
"Wait till dawn, just wait till dawn!" Fashion clenched his fists, this is his best choice now.
He forced his eyelids to keep him from falling asleep, but he didn't know why. With the passage of time, he finally couldn't hold on, blinking his eyes, and finally closed, slowly losing consciousness.
Before falling asleep, Fashion had expected this situation. This time when he fell asleep, there was still no accident, and he was awakened from his dream.
This time the candle in his room was lit again. Appearing in front of him was an old face.
It's just that it's not the old lady. But an old man with white hair.
The fashionable subconscious body trembles, but it is not the two people who appeared before, but a good thing for him.
He can't figure out whether those two people are alive or dead, or who is the one who lives or dies, so the best option for him is to stop seeing those two people before dawn.
Although he didn't know the person in front of him, he just felt that the old man should be the least threatening to himself.
It seems ordinary, neither the strangeness of the old woman nor the strength of Lin Dazhuang.
"you are?"
The old man looked up and down fashionablely, "Don't ask who I am first, tell me who you are first."
"That, hello, my name is fashionable. It's the one who got lost here."
The old man seemed to have a bad temper. He asked fashionable with anger: "You got lost, why did you come to my bed!?"
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