My master is the coffin

Chapter 270 Hometown
When it's time to get close to my house.I heard a recording.It was Li Xiaoxing who left it on the phone.He was desperate and desperate for help.But apart from the sound of cries for help, there seemed to be no more useful information.

Wushuang looked at me and then at the phone.Asked: "No more?"

I nodded: "No more."

Wushuang took the phone over, turned it over and said, "It shouldn't be. He hardly said anything."

From Wushuang's appearance, I probably don't know how to use this phone.

While looking out of the car window, I said, "Listen to the voice in the recording. He should have recorded it in a very urgent situation. I think it is very possible that the mute is standing next to him. He can stay intact." It’s not easy to say that.”

Wushuang muttered: "It's really useless. I don't know why the dumb man chose him, even if he chose the fat man."

We were discussing, when suddenly, there was a mournful howl from inside the taxi: "I won't go in, I won't go in. Help..."

Immediately afterwards, there was a man's vicious voice: "Go in." Then there was a crackling sound, as if being beaten.

And Li Xiaoxing kept crying.

This section of sound is much clearer than the one I just found.It should have been pressed by Wushuang unintentionally.

The taxi driver slammed on the brakes in fright.We fell forward and back together.Wushuang asked, "How do you drive?"

The driver's face turned pale: "This voice, this voice."

Wushuang looked at him helplessly: "This sound is scary. I know it. But it won't scare you like this."

The driver shook his head: "No, that's not what I meant. I mean, I've heard this voice before."

I was taken aback: "Have you heard? Xiaoxing Li is in Taiyuan, but you are in Henan. How did you hear that? Have you been to Henan recently?"

The driver said, "That's not true. I heard this sound when I was a child."

I was surprised: "When you were a child?"

The driver said: "That fierce voice. I heard it when I was a child. I was so scared that I couldn't speak all day and night. After a long time, I finally recovered."

I looked at the driver, who seemed to be about the same age as me.I asked him: "Where did you hear this voice? Your home? Or school?"

The driver continued to drive, but this time the speed was much slower than before.He looked ahead and said slowly: "Actually, I am an orphan and grew up in an orphanage. I heard this voice in the orphanage. I was only four or five years old at the time. Since then, I am very timid. I dare not turn off the lights at night when I sleep."

The sloppy Taoist priest said: "It seems that they are not necessarily the same person. It has been so many years."

I nodded: "And the distance is so far away. Maybe it's a coincidence."

I took the mobile phone in Wushou's hand.Carefully turned over.There is nothing more in it.My hand stayed on the strange number in the call log.I wanted to dial, but hesitated for a while, or gave up.I don't know who is on the other end and what news I will get after dialing.I have to be quiet for a while and think about it for a while.

Suddenly, the car stopped.to my house.The driver handed us a business card.He said enthusiastically: "If you still want to call a car in the future, just call me. The price is cheaper than their authentic ones, and the speed is also faster."

I nodded and accepted the business card.

I took Wushuang and the others up the stairs.

I don't know how many years old the house is, it is full of dust everywhere, and we walked up it with a click.Go all the way to the fifth floor.

A rusty iron door.There are small advertisements plastered all over it.Everything is the same as it was years ago with little change.It's as if time stopped inside this building.

I hesitated and reached out, wanting to knock on the door.But I don't know what to say after knocking on the door.For a moment, fell into hesitation.

At this moment, the iron door suddenly opened.My adoptive father stuck his head out.

He was taken aback when he saw me.Immediately, a look of fear flashed in his eyes, and I felt that he wanted to retreat and close the security door.But he finally didn't do it.

He hesitated, opened the door, and let me in.The whole process did not say a word.

The adoptive father's sentiments infected us all.Everyone walked in obsessively.Even Wushuang and the sloppy Taoist, who were the liveliest, stopped talking.

The house was not big, and it became more crowded after there were a few more people.

The adoptive mother is watching TV on the sofa.When she saw us coming in, she stood up very calmly.Then he said, "Sit down, have you eaten yet?"

The abbot said nervously, "I haven't eaten."

The adoptive mother nodded: "I'll cook for you. Then she got into the kitchen and started cooking."

The adoptive father looked at us: "I'll go and pour water for you."

In the blink of an eye, we were the only ones left in the living room.

Wushuang looked at me: "Xu You, something is really wrong with your family. I don't think the two of them seem to want to cook and boil water, but they seem to avoid us on purpose."

I nodded and said with a wry smile: "You can see it too? I've been like this since I was a child. I do my homework after dinner at home, and go to bed by myself when it's time. Basically, I have nothing to say."

Wushuang murmured, "It's really not easy for you to grow up in this environment and finally become a normal person."

Before I could speak, the sloppy Taoist priest next to me said, "What is this? Wushuang, you have been lying in the coffin for 20 years. Haven't you become a normal person?"

Wushuang was furious: "What did you say?"

The abbot next to him was shaking his wits recklessly: "Sloppy Taoist priest, you are wrong. Who said Wushuang is normal? Do you think she is normal?"

Wushuang couldn't bear it anymore, he drew out his mahogany sword and shouted: "You two are looking for death."

Then she jumped up from the sofa and fought with the sloppy Taoist priest and the fat man.

The adoptive mother poked her head out of the room, then retracted.

The thin man and I couldn't stand it any longer, so we pulled the three of them away.

After a while, the meal was ready.My adoptive father and mother sat on the sofa and watched us gobble it up.They didn't speak, and neither did we.

After a while, the two of them yawned at the same time.Said to us: "You eat first, we are going to sleep, it is too late."

We nodded vaguely.Then the two of them left.

Wushuang let out a long sigh of relief: "It can be regarded as leaving. The two of them are suffocating me here."

The abbot also nodded again and again: "Who says it's not."

The thin man asked me: "Xu You, Cao Cao asked us to find the baby. How do we find it? Your house is on the fifth floor. Could it be that we have to go to the bottom of this building to look for it?"

I shook my head: "I don't know about this either. Let's rest for one night and talk about it tomorrow."

The abbot nodded: "Yes, let's rest for a while, I'm exhausted."

Since the adoptive parents don't care, I might as well help them arrange the room.In fact, we only had two bedrooms in our house, and our adoptive parents lived in one.I gave up the remaining one to Wushuang.A few of us slept in the living room.

After turning off the lights at night, faint voices could be heard from the adoptive parents' room.The sound rang in the middle of the night, and we didn't understand it, and gradually fell asleep.

The next morning, in a daze, I heard the two of them getting up and cleaning up the house.I don't have a mind either.

When I sleep until dawn, when I open my eyes again.Found that the house has been completely new.The leftovers from yesterday were removed and replaced with a new breakfast.

The two of them probably went to work.Wushuang Zhang and his group were left behind, eating lively around the table.

Wushuang said while wolfing down food, "Xu You, I think your adoptive parents are actually good to you. They provide you with food and clothing, and they don't beat or scold you. It's just that the emotional communication is a little less."

I took a pair of chopsticks and sat down: "Yeah, the emotional communication is a little less."

While eating, the thin man said, "Xu You, I don't think Cao Cao's treasure is under this building. Do you remember what he said? It's under the house of your hometown. This is not your hometown."

When I heard this, I couldn't help but feel a little worried: "I also know that this is not my hometown. If I had known, I would have gone back a long time ago. Why should I stay here?"

(End of this chapter)