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Chapter 240 Night Watchman (please subscribe!)

However, the old man's pair of sunglasses is indeed a bit weird.

Even with Lu Feng's eyesight, he could only see vaguely, and couldn't see clearly what was behind the sunglasses.

As if aware of someone in front of him, the old man who was writing suddenly raised his head and grinned at Lu Feng!
Seeing the old man's smile, Lu Feng was startled suddenly!
because……

In the mouth of the old man, a section of tongue with only half of it was exposed!

The old man... can't speak? !

Blind in both eyes, unable to speak...

Lu Feng did not expect that the situation of the old man would be like this.

As if knowing that his appearance was scary, the old man smiled and quickly closed his mouth.

Afterwards, the old man slowly finished writing the rest of the words.

Seeing the old man put away his crutches, Lu Feng wanted to ask something, but couldn't.

Regardless of whether the old man is really blind or not, the half of his tongue in his mouth is indeed broken, and he cannot say it is true.

If it is only blindness in both eyes, it can also be said to be caused by an accident.

Then, with the addition of the inability to speak... it's a bit weird.

However, most people in the world have their own secrets, and Lu Feng didn't intend to delve into them.

After watching the old man leave, Lu Feng returned to his room.

……

The drama club set up the stage for singing, and from the evening, villagers came to the stage one after another.

Not only the villagers of this village, but also those of neighboring villages.

For villagers who seldom have any recreational activities, singing is one of the few pleasures.

Soon, the front of the stage became full.

As for singing, Lu Feng was not interested in it. After a few glances, he focused on other things.

He had a hunch that tonight... something else should happen.

Soon, opera singers appeared on the stage one after another.

After watching it for a while, Lu Feng went to his room to recharge his batteries.

It wasn't until nearly eleven o'clock in the evening that he got out of the room again.

By this time, the opera singers had almost finished.

Villagers in Xia'er Village are distributing two packs of instant noodles one by one, which is also a custom in the village.

Although Lu Feng didn't go near the stage, some villagers still ran over with several packs of instant noodles and handed them to Lu Feng.

He waved his hand to signal that he didn't want it, but out of the corner of Lu Feng's eyes, he saw a familiar figure.

It was the blind old man I met today. He didn't go to the opera either, but sat alone in a dark corner, as if guarding something.

The villagers who came to deliver instant noodles followed Lu Feng's gaze, and when they saw the blind old man, they asked softly, "Leader, do you know him?"

"I don't know." Shaking his head slightly, Lu Feng asked, "Isn't this someone from your village?"

"No." The villager said, "Which village Cheng Xiazi is from, we can't tell, but we know that he wandered around here a long time ago."

Don't know where it is from?

Hearing this, Lu Feng was a little curious.

The origin is unknown, combined with the blind man's inability to see and speak, it becomes very attractive.

What happened to Cheng Xiazi to make him what he is now?
"That..." Lu Feng pointed to Cheng Xiazi who was sitting in the dark, and asked, "The eyes still can't speak, has it always been like this?"

"That's not true." The villager shook his head again: "Before Blind Cheng, there were people in our villages all over the world who were famous half-immortals!"

half fairy?

How could a half-immortal end up in this state?

"What's going on here, please tell me in detail."

Seeing that Lu Feng seemed to be very interested in this matter, the villager handed over the unfinished instant noodles to another person and started talking to Lu Feng.

According to his narration, Lu Feng gradually understood some things.

For example, Cheng Xiazi was not called Cheng Xiazi before, but was called Cheng Banxian.

Cheng Xiazi at that time was obviously much more beautiful than he is now.

Not only is he well-known in ten miles and eight villages, but people in the county and even the city gradually know about Cheng Banxian.

There are quite a few rich people who believe in gods and ghosts.

After Cheng Xiazi's fame spread, someone came to his door and asked Cheng Banxian to do some religious rituals.

Perhaps because he really has some skills, Cheng Banxian went to the city several times, and he also gained a lot of fame.

Originally thought that Cheng Xiazi had already taken advantage of the east wind at this time to take advantage of the trend.

Unexpectedly, not long afterwards, Cheng Banxian, who was originally incomparably beautiful, disappeared.

It was replaced by Cheng Xiazi who could not see or speak.

After listening to Cheng Xiazi's general experience, Lu Feng was a little emotional.

From heaven to hell, sometimes it's just a layer away.

Moreover, Lu Feng had a guess in his mind at this time.

Being able to have the title of Cheng Banxian...it means that Cheng Xiazi might have said something before?
However, those things should not be said.

It is precisely because of this that Cheng Banxian brought disaster, which led to his present appearance.

After all, there is a saying that the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed. Although it sounds a little fantasy, there is always some truth to it.

"Cheng Xiazi now helps others to write a few copybooks, and he will come to watch the night if there is a funeral in any village."

A mourning vigil?

Hearing this, Lu Feng's heart moved. Old man Chen's body was placed in his yard.

If you want to watch the night, you have to go there.

After thinking about it, Lu Feng left the room and walked towards Old Man Chen's yard alone.

A few minutes later, I saw the small courtyard.

Different from the daytime, the courtyard at this time had already hung funeral couplets, and in the corner of the courtyard, there were a few tied wreaths scattered here and there.

Lu Feng glanced slightly, and saw Cheng Xiazi's figure somewhere.

He was squatting in the yard, pulling a pair of oil lamps in front of the coffin.

Following his movements, the oil lamp ignited a flame.

Seeing that coffin, Lu Feng knew that...it should be an empty coffin.

Old man Chen's body should still be in the room in the courtyard.

The surroundings of the mourning hall were very deserted, except for Lu Feng and Cheng Xiazi, there was not a single villager.

After flicking the oil lamp, Cheng Xiazi sat back to the west side of the yard, where there was a small brazier filled with fiery red charcoal, emitting bursts of heat.

Before Lu Feng walked into the courtyard, he saw Cheng Xiazi noticed something and looked out of the courtyard wearing sunglasses.

Lu Feng didn't even think about hiding it, and walked in openly.

"Hello." Walking to the brazier, Lu Feng said.

Knowing that Cheng Xiazi couldn't speak and respond, Lu Feng squatted down on his own and glanced at the environment of the mourning hall.

Relatively simple, but also quite deserted.

If this picture is used for filming... there is almost no need for too much retouching.

After all, in the middle of the night, a dark coffin was placed in a courtyard, which is completely one of the standard scenes in horror movies.

With one more person warming up, Cheng Xiazi took out a pack of cheap cigarettes and started smoking alone.

The two stayed like this until about ten minutes later, there was a sudden barking of dogs in the village.

Lu Feng stood up abruptly.

Dogs don't bark for no reason!
It will bark when it sees a stranger, and it will bark when it sees something dirty... the same thing!

Speaking of strangers, except for the drama club who came this afternoon, the village is almost full of old faces.

In Lu Feng's heart, he was more inclined to... the dog saw something dirty!
(End of this chapter)