Sanchakou

Chapter 10

Jiang Zhongtian landed at Qihetai Apartment.

That day, he ran down the lobby in a daze, and the two security guards stared at him blankly, as if they were inquiring about what happened.

He paused, wanting to tell them about the horror that just happened, and then take them up to have a look.However, he immediately dismissed this idea and ran out directly.

He never wanted to go back.

Except for a suit, he had nothing left in that room.The passbook has been kept on him.

He didn't care where Liang Sanli was taken.

He was about to get rid of her, and this was a good opportunity.

He wanted to leave Liang Sanli for three reasons: First, Li Zuowen was hunting him down, and only by getting rid of her could he save his life.

Second, he is now losing money and squandering, and there is not much left of nearly 100 million yuan.

As for Liang Sanli's drug use, it was a leaky box. If he continued fooling around with her, he would soon become a pauper.Maybe one day she would steal all his money and run away while he was asleep.

Third, there is Wenxin in Qihetai.He still had a glimmer of hope for Wenxin in his heart. If Liang Sanli followed him all the time, then he would have no hope of being reunited with Wenxin.

That night, Jiang Zhongtian checked into another small hotel.

This small hotel was specially selected by him, and there was no wardrobe in its room.

The next day, he rented an apartment near the magazine office where he used to work and lived in it.

He never knew what happened to the female corpse that came out of the closet.

At night, the only thing he does is to watch TV, he hopes to see Wenxin on the screen, he doesn't know what she has become.

However, that commercial program has changed to a younger host.He saw from the subtitles that Wen Xin withdrew behind the scenes and worked as a choreographer.

During the day, he went out to look for work.

He knew that it wouldn't take long for him to have this little money left.

In a newspaper, he saw an advertisement for editorial staff, so he went.

His resume stated that he had served as the deputy editor-in-chief of a magazine, but he did not mention that he had been the editor-in-chief of "Beauty Magazine".

He was greeted by a middle-aged man wearing glasses.He asked Jiang Zhongtian: "What position do you plan to apply for?" Jiang Zhongtian said: "Director of the editorial department." The man said: "I am the director of the editorial department."

Later, he went to several media outlets, but he hit a wall again and again.

He was devastated.

In the evening of this day, Jiang Zhongtian received a call from Wenxin.

"Are you still at Qihetai?" "I'm still here." "Where do you live?" "Miyun Apartment." "You...alone?" "Of course alone." "Aren't you leaving?" "Not leaving." "Then what are your plans?" "I want to find a job..." "Looking for a job?" Wenxin was a little puzzled.

"In the past two years, I have lost a lot of money in business, and I only have a little money to cross the river. I have thought about it, I am not a business material, I still have to do my old job, even if I start from scratch. Does your TV station recruit people?" Wen Xin pondered for a while, then suddenly burst into tears.

"You, what's the matter?" Jiang Zhongtian asked.

Wenxin didn't speak, but cried.

Jiang Zhongtian's heart was also a little sour, and he whispered: "Don't cry, huh?" Wenxin finally stopped crying, and said softly: "Let's meet, it's been two years..." "I also Think about it!" Jiang Zhongtian said excitedly.

"Well, you come to my place. Tonight, I'm alone." "Where are you?" "Backer Villa, Building 13." "How to get there?" "Are you driving?" "Drive."" Go up Huancheng Road, exit Gaolitun, exit the urban area, go west, and go straight ahead, and you will be there in about half an hour." "When shall I go?" "I have something to do outside right now. Eight o'clock , okay?" "Okay, you wait for me." "I'll wait for you." Putting down the phone, Jiang Zhongtian felt the sweetness of first love in his heart.

On the way to the backer villa, Jiang Zhongtian kept recalling Wenxin's voice and smile.

In fact, in Jiang Zhongtian's memory, she was already somewhat blurred, like a portrait soaked in water.He couldn't even remember a few trivial things about life when he was with her.

He only vaguely remembers one thing: Wen Xin likes to sleep late, doesn't like to get up in the morning, and often sleeps until noon.

And Jiang Zhongtian likes to get up early and run in the morning.

After dawn, he really tried his best to get her up, such as pulling her ears, plugging her nostrils, playing music, and knocking on the washbasin...

In the end, she still couldn't get up.

Once, he was really helpless, so he picked up a tube of insecticide, pretended to kill mosquitoes and flies, and sprayed it in the bedroom.

Of course, she couldn't bear the smell of pesticides, so she sat up and put on her clothes and muttered, "My husband, I didn't expect you to use chemical weapons!" Although the asphalt road is not very wide, it is very flat. .Driving on such a road, Jiang Zhongtian felt very comfortable.

On both sides are green fields, stretching as far as the eye can see.

Not a breath of wind.

The sun on the horizon is only half drawn, red, round, as clear as paper-cut.

Jiang Zhongtian drove the car like lightning.

He didn't know that he was stepping into the abyss little by little.

From Wen Xin's words, he heard that she already had a man.This man may be her husband or her lover.Tonight, that man is not by her side.

If Wenxin changes her mind, can I bear her experience and marry her as my wife? ——Jiang Zhongtian asked himself in his heart.

After thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with a definite answer, so he finally gave up.Like a greedy cat, it just wants to eat its fill, and then think about the fishbone.

The sun was getting lower and lower, and finally it was out of sight.The world became solemn.

Jiang Zhongtian's excited heart gradually calmed down.

He suddenly felt a little lonely.

Yes, the open space, only his car, not even a farmer in the field.

It was getting darker and darker.

He thought of Room 307 of the Black Swan Hotel, the wardrobe with a black slit exposed, and the woman with disheveled hair...

He does not know that things in this world are universally connected.

He thought the disheveled woman had nothing to do with him.

He didn't know that at this time she was waiting for him in the dark depths ahead.

And behind her, in the darker depths, there is a more terrifying shadow.The former cannot see the latter, and the two are not at the same level.

He doesn't know that there is underground and underground, there is still heaven in the sky, and there are secrets behind secrets.

He didn't know that the reason why the zombies walked was driven by some life-and-death hatred...

He doesn't know anything.

He only knew to move forward, to meet his former lover.

As we walked, the road ahead split into two, one facing southwest and the other facing northwest.The two futures are equally bleak and unpredictable.

He parked the car, wondering.

Wenxin told him on the phone, go straight ahead, why is there a fork in the road here?

He picked up his cell phone and dialed Wen Xin's number.

Her cell phone was out of service area.

Now Jiang Zhongtian was in a hurry.He guessed that the backer villa might be on the mountain and there was no signal.

Like Li Zuowen, he poked his head out of the car window and looked around. He saw mountains on the left and plains on the right.He felt that it would be correct to go forward to the left.

However, he did not proceed rashly, wanting to wait for a car to come and ask.

Look at the watch, it's still early.So he took out a cigarette, lit it, and smoked it.

The night is getting darker, and the world seems to be filled with ink.

He waited for a long time, but did not see a car coming.

He became impatient, took out his mobile phone, and continued to call Wenxin.

Her phone was still out of service.

He looked at his watch again, and it was eight o'clock in more than 20 minutes.He planned to wait until eight o'clock, and Wen Xin would call him before he arrived.

He sat in the dark and closed car for a while, feeling a little depressed and empty, so he turned on the lights.

Coincidentally, at this moment, an old man was driving a group of black sheep across the road with something like a whip.

Jiang Zhongtian hurriedly opened the car door and jumped down, shouting: "Master!" The old man turned around and covered his eyes with his arms, only showing the lower half of his face—the headlights were too dazzling.

"Excuse me, how do I get to the mountain villa?" The old man raised his other arm impatiently, pointed to the road on the left, then turned around and drove the flock of sheep down the road.

The flock was silent.

The headlights illuminated a lonely road, and on both sides of the road, there was boundless darkness.

The old man and the flock of sheep appeared in the darkness and disappeared in the darkness.

Jiang Zhongtian thought: Fortunately, he turned on the headlights in time, otherwise, the old man and the flock of sheep would have crossed the road without making a sound, and missed this opportunity to ask for directions.

He drove onto the road to the left.

This branch road is also flat, with lush greenery on both sides.

He began to plan what to say after meeting Wenxin and before going to bed.

However, he found that he could no longer concentrate his mind, as if there was some kind of lump lurking in his heart, which he had to untie but hadn't untied yet.

After thinking about it, the old man and the group of black sheep suddenly appeared in his mind.

Yes, he just felt that something was wrong between the old man and the sheep!
Many people have seen black sheep.

However, after all, there are many white sheep in this world, and there are always very few black sheep, only a handful of them.However, the old man chased all the black sheep!

Sheep bow their heads when grazing.And when they walk, some must lower their heads and some will raise their heads.

However, Jiang Zhongtian clearly remembered that when the group of black sheep crossed the road, they all lowered their heads, and Jiang Zhongtian didn't see the eyes of any black sheep!

Sheep sometimes cry and sometimes don't.

However, if they pass in front of the bright headlights, they will definitely squawk and squawk into a ball.Even if you don't call all of them, you won't call none of them.

However, when the group of black sheep crossed the road, they all kept silent. The silence was extremely abnormal!

Finally, Jiang Zhongtian thought of that old man again.

He also didn't see the old man's eyes, and he didn't even remember the shape of his face, only remembered that his face was clean, with only wrinkles and no beard.

It's nothing.He shielded his eyes with his arm as it should be in front of headlights.

However, Jiang Zhongtian still felt that something was wrong with him.

Is it clothes?
He was wearing an old-fashioned gray jacket with a stand-up collar and two-breasted breasts, and underneath was a pair of very old yellow army trousers, the legs of which were rolled up at one end and at the other.It looks like a pair of round-toed cloth shoes under my feet, black and covered with mud...

There's nothing wrong with his clothes either.

and also……

Jiang Zhongtian's heart suddenly convulsed - he thought of the thing he was holding in his hand!
That thing is like a whip, but it's not a whip!
It was a long wooden stick, carrying a string of white paper money-like things, making a "cracking" sound...

He had seen this kind of thing when he was in the countryside - when the old man died, when he was buried, the dutiful son would carry this thing, walk in front of the coffin, and cry all the way.After the coffin was buried, this thing was inserted on the grave...

It's a soul-inducing banner!
In this empty wilderness, in this dead night, an old man was driving a group of black sheep by waving a soul-inducing banner!
The more Jiang Zhongtian thought about it, the more frightened he became.

Could it be that the soul-inducing flag was picked up in the cemetery when he was herding sheep?

Jiang Zhongtian felt that things would never be so simple.At least one thing is certain, he never saw the eyes of the old man or any sheep!
Suddenly, a faint light appeared in the darkness ahead.He thought it must be the backer villa, so he accelerated the speed of the car.

As he walked, he felt something was wrong again, because the light was very lonely and weak, not like the lights of a residential area at all, but like... a will-o'-the-wisp.

Jiang Zhongtian looked at his watch, it was a few minutes after eight o'clock, but Wenxin hadn't called yet.

He had no choice but to keep going.

Gradually, he saw that the spot of light was a lonely earthen house. Behind it, there seemed to be a big pond. It seemed that there were fish farmers living in the house.

He stopped the car, got out, and walked over to it.

He wanted to ask for directions again.

No sooner had he approached the window than the light inside went out.

The people in the house must have thought that someone had come to steal the fish.At this moment, he may have grabbed the sharp harpoon and was hiding behind the door panel to listen.

In order to dispel the other party's suspicion, Jiang Zhongtian put his face close to the window and shouted: "My fellow!" There was no sound inside.

A gust of cold wind passed through the deep and shallow grass, and the windows "slapped".

"My fellow, let me ask you the way, how to get to the backer villa?" There was still silence in the window.

Jiang Zhongtian felt a little scared, he took a step back slowly, intending to leave the dark earthen house.

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from the window, and the voice was close, separated by a layer of glass!
Jiang Zhongtian trembled in fright—just now, when he shouted, he kept cheek to cheek with this person!

"I asked you something, can you answer me?" Jiang Zhongtian didn't dare to speak, he just stood there dumbfounded.

Only then did he see a shadowy face in the window, which seemed to be wearing a white hat and a white mask, with only a pair of black eyes exposed, like a doctor.

"You say, how can a person's head, stomach, arms, thighs; eyes, nose, ears, mouth; heart, liver, lungs, spleen, stomach, kidneys, intestines; bones, hair, nails... all be mixed in Together?" Jiang Zhongtian ran away.

After he got into the car, he looked back, and the windows of the mud house were still dark.

He hurriedly drove the car away.

He firmly believed that it was an earthen house built by a fish farmer.Perhaps, the fish farmer returned home, and a psychopath who wandered day and night in the wilderness got into it.And the psychiatrist was probably a doctor in the past...

Is that right?

Jiang Zhongtian felt that his body was light, and he really didn't have the energy to distinguish the essence of these strange things.

He drove forward for a while, but still did not see any villas, nor did he see a call from Wenxin.

He suddenly felt that he might have embarked on a wrong path.

Perhaps, Backer Villa is on another road.

Maybe, there is nothing wrong with Wenxin's cell phone. At this time, she was running around in a hurry, calling her cell phone non-stop, but his cell phone was still out of service area...

A word popped out of his mind——returning from the wrong way.

However, when he thought of driving back the same way alone, he became timid again.

He didn't want to pass that earthen house again.He was worried that the earthen house would somehow appear on the other side of the road.

He was also afraid of passing that fork in the road again, he was worried that the old man and the group of black sheep would appear again, just like a replay of a video, crossing the road, going from darkness to darkness...

He bit the bullet and drove forward...

(End of this chapter)