A Guest in a Ghost House Chapter 229 Drunkard Went Home

"Him." I used my hand to point to that villager's position, but then, to my surprise, there was nobody there. My two cousins thought I pretended to say so to escape from drinking, so they directly pulled m leaving.

When I entered the central room, I found that that villager had sat in his place, but had stopped drinking and began to doze off in his seat. It seemed very hard to stand up in such a short time, not mention to get in this room.

After drinking too much, my mind was not very clear, but I still felt that the villager I had just met several times before probably was not a person. Then I even wanted to wake myself up and thought about it carefully. However, these villagers started making me drink again in turns and I also began to drink drowsily.

As soon as we began to drink, we drank to the end and everybody in this room had fallen down. Huang Xiaolong, as the winner of drinking last time, also received special attention and had already been lying on the table motionless.

I held the table and stood up reluctantly, and then pushed Huang Xiaolong with my hand, but he didn't have any reactions at all, just like a dead pig. One man, whose mind was still a little clear, said, "You guys can just live here tonight."

I shook my head and thought we must go back to live. Although we enjoyed drinking very much tonight, I was still familiar with these so-called relatives. Besides, there were many people who had already been drunken now, so I thought it was hard for this house to hold so many people here.

I had tried everything I could to wake up Huang Xiaolong but all didn't work. Hence, I had no choice but to leave him to rest here tonight and I went out and was going to go home in a leisurely way with a couple of villagers who could still walk.

Village was not so good as the downtown. There was no street light in the evening. Besides, it was too late and all households were basically closed, so only a few of us were walking on the road step by step, holding the flashlight. From time to time, someone would give out a few strange noises that made the dogs in the village keep barking, which seemed to be even more horrible than the ghost-related film.

Along the way, someone bad farewell to us with his big tongue, waved the hand and left from time to time. I also waved my hand in response. There were only three or four people, but after I had waved my hand for many times, there still were three or four people. As for this, I thought maybe I really had drunk too much, so I didn't feel anything wrong.

The only change for me was that no one made strange noise on purpose again, but the dogs in the village still kept barking all the way.

My house in this village actually was not far from the house of the villager who invited us to drink tonight and most of the houses in the village were also not far apart. However, I had been walking for so long that my mind had gradually become clear after having peed for several times.

I was still walking. Suddenly, a few points of cold water fell on my head. I reached for a touch and then swayed to look up, only to find there was a big tree, so I thought the drop of water which fell down just now should be the rain water accumulated on the tree.

The cold water made my drunken feeling, which had already dissipated a lot, dissipate even more. Then I shook my head and used my wet hands to touch my face to make myself more sober. When I took my hands away, I realized that I didn't know when I had walked into a wood.

I was so astonished that even the rest of drunken feeling had dissipated a lot again. Then I looked around and found that there was full of trees, so there was no way to find where I was.

When I was looking at several familiar faces, my heart slowly cooled. I remembered clearly that one of them had returned home and that the torch in my hand was given by him.

My Adam's apple wriggled up and down. I just pretended to be very drunken and held the tree. At the same time, I also used my hand to keep smearing the water of the trunk in my face to make myself more sober.

Those several villagers just were rocking in place and waiting for me around me. Their pose of rocking didn't seem that they were drunken, but seemed that they were very deliberate and stiff.

While I was resting on one side, I also was thinking in my head about how to escape. However, after I drunk, my thinking would become very dull, just like that there was the mess in my head. Even if I suddenly thought of something, it would disappear instantly.

Maybe because I just stayed here for too long, one of villagers said, "Do you feel better? Alas, why do you drink so much? Come on, we're almost home."

There was nothing strange about his words, but without a trace of emotion, as if he were simply reading the script. And his last words let me even more worried. Almost home? Did he mean that it was close to his home?

I didn't dare to arouse the suspicion of these ghosts, just nodded and then continued to sway forward, but the pace became much smaller. The village was sheltered by ancestors, so I should be safe if I didn't leave the range of this village. Just I still didn't had no idea about how far I had gone now and even I didn't know the direction.

I put my hand in my pocket and grabbed the phone. I didn't call anyone in this period of time, so the first person on my call record would beWu Jianif there was no accident. Then, according to his vigilance, he was likely to find there was something wrong and would bring people to rescue me.

At this moment, I was very grateful that I didn't set the phone password. According to my memory, I dialed Wu Jian's number, but the fact was that I didn't know whether the phone was connected or not. Now I had to bet on my lucky.

The villagers in my back also seemed to find something wrong, so they began to urge me stiffly. Then I had to pretend to fall down for a few times to buy some time. The words of these villagers sounded very real, like "you must be careful" or something. However, their tone was very quirk and they didn't come over to help me, which had made me quite sure of their identity.

When I pretended to fall down again, I was going to peek at my cell phone. Just as I deliberately fell down to make my phone out and then was about to reach out, a wet foot suddenly steppe on my phone.

"Let's go quickly. We'll be home soon." This villager didn't rock his body any more and the tone became a little colder, as if he no longer wanted to pretend any more.

I resisted not to see the phone under his feet, then stood up slowly and said vaguely, "Hum. Okay. Okay. Let's go home."

I was very anxious and wondered whether the phone called to Wu Jian was connected.

Not long after, I finally walked out of the woods and came to a relatively empty place, where there also were trees which just looked very sparse and small. It looked like that they were planted later. What surprised me most was that there were rows of shallow pits everywhere, in most of which there were coffins.

These shallow pits were really shallow and could only reach the middle of the coffin, which was definitely not the way to bury dead people. Then I became even more nervous in my heart, for this was probably their home mentioned by these ghosts who pretend to be villagers.

When I passed a shallow pit, I deliberately swayed a little violently and then used the flashlight to illuminate a coffin in a shallow pit. Just a quick glance, I still saw what the coffin looked like very clearly.

I guessed that this coffin had been placed here for many years. Even its paint had basically gone, revealing the wet wood, where there were some wild bacteria. Because of the sun and rain, there were even many big cracked holes on the coffin.

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