novelsite Chapter 1112: How can I say it’s gone?
Chapter 1112: How can I say it’s gone?
Yan Bugui turned his head suddenly, his eyes flickering, as if he had done something wrong. "Ah, it's Yudong, I... I just wanted to see the big locust tree. What a pity, such a good tree, how could it be gone just like that."
"Uncle, you sound like you care so much about it. I don't see you taking care of it that much." He Yudong walked up to Yan Bugui and looked at him with a half-smile. "I feel like you just want it to die."
Yan Bugui's face changed, and he forced a smile: "Yudong, what you said, how could I hope it died? It is the symbol of our hospital."
"A symbol? I think it's your cash cow." He Yudong pointed it out bluntly, "When this tree was bearing locust beans, you were always the first to climb up and pick them. After picking them, you took them to the market to sell. You made a lot of money, didn't you?"
Yan Bugui's face turned red after hearing what He Yudong said, and he stammered and couldn't utter a word.
He Yudong sneered: "Uncle, I advise you to be honest and stop doing anything weird. I will find out the truth about this tree sooner or later."
After saying that, He Yudong turned around and went back to the house, leaving Yan Bugui standing alone under the tree, his face livid and his fists clenched.
"He Yudong, just wait for me! I won't let you go!" Yan Bugui growled with gritted teeth.
That night, He Yudong lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. He always felt that something was going to happen, and an inexplicable uneasiness enveloped him.
Suddenly, he heard a strange sound coming from outside the window, like the growl of some animal, or like someone crying.
He Yudong sat up suddenly and listened carefully to the noise outside.
The sound became clearer and closer, as if it was just outside his window.
He walked carefully to the window, gently opened the curtains and looked out.
In the dim moonlight, he saw a dark shadow standing under the big locust tree in the yard.
The black shadow was tall and hunched, and his face could not be seen clearly.
"Who's there?" He Yudong asked bravely.
The dark shadow did not answer, but slowly raised his head, and his pair of blood-red eyes flashed strangely in the darkness.
He Yudong was so scared that he gasped and felt his heart was about to jump out.
The black shadow suddenly let out a shrill scream and then pounced towards He Yudong's window!
"boom!"
The window glass was smashed and the dark shadow rushed into the room!
He Yudong screamed in horror and quickly stepped back.
After the black shadow landed on the ground, it slowly stood up.
With the dim light in the room, He Yudong finally saw its appearance clearly.
It was a humanoid creature, covered with black hair, with a ferocious face and a mouth full of sharp teeth.
Its eyes were blood red, emitting a creepy cold light.
"What kind of monster is this?" He Yudong was horrified.
The monster let out a low growl and then pounced towards He Yudong!
He Yudong dodged quickly, but was still scratched on the arm by the monster.
He felt a sharp pain and blood flowed from the wound.
"Damn it!" He Yudong cursed, picked up the desk lamp and threw it at the monster.
"boom!"
The desk lamp hit the monster's head with a dull sound.
The monster staggered a bit, but did not fall down.
It roared angrily and pounced on He Yudong again.
He Yudong quickly picked up a chair and put it in front of him.
The monster's sharp claws grabbed the chair, making a harsh sound.
The chair was torn to pieces, the monster's claws were injured, and blood dripped onto the ground.
The monster let out a howl of pain, then turned and fled from the room.
He Yudong looked at the direction the monster fled, still feeling frightened.
He covered his injured arm, fell to the ground, and gasped heavily.
"This...what is going on?" He Yudong's heart was full of confusion and fear.
He felt like he was involved in a strange incident, and it all seemed to be related to the dead locust tree...
At this moment, he suddenly heard footsteps outside the door.
"Who?" He Yudong asked vigilantly.
"Yudong, are you okay? I heard some noise in your room, so I came to check." It was the voice of the third uncle Yan Bugui.
He Yudong was shocked. Could it be that the monster just now was created by Yan Bugui?
He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, then opened the door and looked at Yan Bugui who was standing outside.
Yan Bugui was holding a kerosene lamp in his hand and had a concerned expression on his face.
"Uncle, I...I'm fine." He Yudong said with forced calmness.
"Are you really okay? I see that you don't look well." Yan Bugui asked with concern.
"It's really nothing, I just... just had a nightmare." He Yudong said casually.
"Oh, that's good." Yan Bugui nodded, "Then you should go to bed early."
After saying that, Yan Bugui turned and left.
He Yudong looked at Yan Bugui's departing back, his heart full of doubts.
He always felt that there was some secret hidden in Yan Bugui's eyes...
He Yudong stared at the dead locust tree, and a chill ran up from his feet to his heart. This tree had witnessed the lives of several generations of people in the courtyard, but now it withered without any signs, as if it was some kind of ominous omen. He thought of Yan Bugui's cold smile, and he was more certain that he was involved in this matter.
"Uncle, what are you talking about?" He Yudong walked to the door of Yan Bugui's house with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
Yan Bugui was sitting in the house drinking tea. When he heard He Yudong's voice, he walked out slowly with a hypocritical smile on his face: "Hey, Yudong, what's the matter?"
"Third uncle, you know it clearly." He Yudong looked directly at Yan Bugui, his eyes as sharp as a knife, "I'm afraid this big locust tree has something to do with you, right?"
Yan Bugui pretended to be surprised: "Yudong, please don't talk nonsense. What does the death of this big locust tree have to do with me? I am also a member of the Siheyuan. I feel sad!"
"Feeling distressed? I think you are really happy, right?" He Yudong sneered, "Uncle, your little tricks can't fool me."
Yan Bugui's face darkened, and a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes: "He Yudong, don't be so ungrateful! I advise you to mind your own business!"
"Idle matters? This is not an idle matter." He Yudong said firmly, "This big locust tree is the symbol of the courtyard and also the common memory of everyone. Are you doing this to everyone?"
"Stop talking to me about these useless things!" Yan Bugui was furious. "I'm telling you, He Yudong, if you dare to slander me again, I will never let you go!"
He Yudong met Yan Bugui's gaze without fear: "Third Uncle, if you are really capable, come at me, don't take it out on this big locust tree!"
The two were on edge, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.
At this time, an old lady came out and saw the two men confronting each other. She quickly advised: "Yudong, Uncle San, what are you doing? We all live in the same courtyard. Can't you talk it out calmly?"
He Yudong snorted coldly, ignored the old lady, and turned away.
Yan Bugui looked at He Yudong's back, his eyes full of resentment.
"He Yudong, just wait for me!" Yan Bugui gritted his teeth and whispered, "I will make you pay the price!"
In the next few days, strange things happened in the courtyard. First, Sha Zhu's chicken died inexplicably, and then Xu Damao's dog suddenly went crazy and bit several people.
All these things point to one person - Yan Bugui.
He Yudong knew that Yan Bugui was taking revenge on him.
Instead of being scared, he became more alert.
He knew that Yan Bugui would not give up, and he had to be fully prepared to deal with Yan Bugui's revenge.
That night, He Yudong was sleeping when he suddenly heard a strange noise.
He sat up alertly and listened carefully.
The sound seemed to come from the yard.
He quietly got out of bed, walked to the window and looked out.
In the faint moonlight, he saw a dark shadow swaying in the yard.
The black shadow's movements were very strange, as if it was performing a shaman dance.
He Yudong was shocked and immediately realized that the black shadow was Yan Bugui!
He quickly put on his clothes, quietly opened the door and walked out.
He tiptoed up behind Yan Bugui and suddenly grabbed his shoulders.
"What are you doing?!" He Yudong shouted.
Yan Bugui was startled and turned around quickly.
When he saw that it was He Yudong, an expression of horror appeared on his face.
"You...why are you here?" Yan Bugui asked stutteringly.
"I should be asking you!" He Yudong glared at Yan Bugui, "Why are you not sleeping in the middle of the night and playing tricks here?!"
Yan Bugui's eyes flickered and he didn't dare to look directly into He Yudong's eyes.
"I...I..." He stammered, unable to speak.
"Tell me! What are you doing?!" He Yudong emphasized.
Yan Bugui was shocked by He Yudong's aura. He trembled and said, "I... I am... I am doing something..."
"How? What method?" He Yudong asked.
"I...I'm...I'm..." Yan Bugui hesitated for a moment and finally told the truth, "I'm cursing you!"
"Curse me?!" He Yudong was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "Yan Bugui, you are really going backwards! You actually believe in this kind of feudal superstition!"
Yan Bugui's face flushed red, and he said angrily, "You...what are you laughing at?! I tell you, my curse is very effective! You...you will be punished!"
He Yudong stopped laughing and looked at Yan Bugui coldly: "Yan Bugui, I'm warning you for the last time, don't do these crooked things again! Otherwise, I won't let you go!"
After saying that, He Yudong turned and left.
Yan Bugui looked at He Yudong's back, with a gleam of resentment in his eyes.
"He Yudong, just wait and see!" He gritted his teeth and whispered, "I will definitely make you regret it!"
The next morning, when He Yudong got up, he found that his body was covered with red rashes.
He was shocked and immediately realized that Yan Bugui's curse had taken effect!
He Yudong stared at the dead locust tree, and an ominous premonition came over him. This tree was the soul of the courtyard, witnessing the joys and sorrows of generations, but now it withered without warning, as if some evil force was at work in secret.
He thought of the strange Persian cat a few days ago and Yan Bugui's sinister smile. Could there be any connection between these two things?
He Yudong decided to go to the third uncle to ask for clarification. He came to the third uncle's door and knocked.
"Who is it?" The third uncle's voice came from the house with a hint of impatience.
"It's me, He Yudong."
The door creaked open, and the third uncle poked his head out with a hypocritical smile on his face: "Hey, it's Yudong, what's going on?"
"Uncle, I want to ask you, do you know what the big locust tree is about?" He Yudong asked straight to the point.