Chapter 052
The uncle looked around in confusion, and all he saw was a gloomy and cold atmosphere. He frowned on his fat face, then his eyes drifted away, and he opened the door and walked into the room.
I hurriedly followed him and walked in before the door was closed.
My uncle sat at the table without saying a word. The candlelight on the table illuminated his greasy face. There was a bottle of white wine on the table. It was obvious that he had been drinking here by himself. I didn't know what to do, so I just sat down on a stool beside me.
He remained silent, just staring at the candlelight on the table, looking like he had a lot on his mind. Occasionally he would take a sip from his glass and fall into deep thought again. I was not as patient as he was, and after a while I couldn't stand it any more, so I called out again tentatively. Although I felt that he couldn't see me before, I still wanted to try again.
But my uncle still didn't react . I felt a chill in my heart. I guessed that it might be because I had just died, or maybe I had just turned into a ghost. So even if my uncle had the ability to see ghosts, he might not be able to see it.
But I didn't want to continue wasting time with him like this . He reached out to pick up the wine glass, but I hurriedly got there before him, flipped the glass off the table, and dropped it to the ground.
There was a clang, and the wine glass shattered. My uncle was stunned for a moment, perhaps because he had drunk too much and his eyes were blurry. He looked at the broken pieces of the wine glass on the ground, sighed, shook his head, and then reached out to grab the white wine on the table.
I wanted him to notice my presence. In this old house, it seemed that nothing could be penetrated by me like before. I could touch almost every object.
I saw that the previous method was effective, so I quickly picked up the bottle of liquor on the table. If he couldn't see me, the bottle should be floating in the air.
Maybe it was just as I thought. My uncle looked at the wine bottle, closed his eyes for a while and then opened them again. Suddenly he was startled, staggered, and fell to the ground with the stool.
He finally came to his senses. Before he could even get up from the ground, he pointed at the bottle and shouted, "Who is it! Who is here?"
Seeing that he looked a little scared, I raised my hand and poured out the wine in the bottle, then little by little, I started writing on the table with the wine.
My uncle stared at the words on the table, his body suddenly shook, and he shouted in surprise, "Tan Xi!"
I felt somewhat satisfied, so I put the bottle back on the table. He looked at me blankly, as if he was not sure where I was, and glanced at the empty space on both sides.
My uncle's nervous mood gradually calmed down, and his body softened and he slumped down in the chair. "Tan Xi, you look like this, are you dead?"
I said "hmm" and then realized that he couldn't hear me at all. I was just about to write a reply to him with all the wine, but he suddenly showed a trace of grief, maybe because of the wine, but it was obvious that he was much more excited than before.
His face turned bitter and he said sadly, how could this happen? They clearly said they would not let you die!
I was surprised. When I heard the word "they", I immediately thought of Xie Ning and the others. My uncle seemed to know a lot of things, but I couldn't ask him in my condition. I was really overwhelmed with emotions. It was too inefficient to write with the little wine on the table!
But my uncle suddenly smiled, and as if talking to himself, said that you are dead now...it’s good that you died!
I was stunned, and all my previous doubts were suppressed. After all, at this time, hearing my only relative say such words, I still felt very uncomfortable.
The uncle smiled foolishly, suddenly took the half-filled bottle of liquor from under him, gulped it down, and the smile on his face became even more intense. He said, "Xiao Xi, now that you are dead, they can't continue to harm you! Come on, let's drink together."
As soon as he finished speaking, he poured some of the wine in his hand onto the ground. He laughed foolishly, and tears came out as he laughed.
I never thought he would have such a side. I felt a warm feeling in my heart. I stood there and stared at him. He drank half a bottle of wine. I guess he drank it too fast. His fat face was already red. He shook the bottle and saw that it was empty. He threw it away and it hit the wall with a snap and broke into pieces.
Then he took out another bottle from his bag, opened it, and didn't rush to drink it. Instead, he held it high outside the house, grinning foolishly and shouting, "Sister, even if you die, you are still the best! I will never be better than you in my life! A ghost to send a funeral... What a ghost to send a funeral! Although you didn't save Xiaoxi's life, at least he has no worries as a ghost. Sister! I'm here with Xiaoxi, let me toast you first!"
As he said that, he tilted his head back and drank the wine in one gulp!
I looked at him like this, and I didn't know what to feel, especially after hearing the words "ghosts are sending off the dead". According to him, did my mother do that to give me the qualification to be a ghost? So that I would not be entangled by Xie Ning and others after death?
Although I didn't quite understand it, I felt that this was probably what it meant. I looked outside the house and recalled the scene when I lived here before. When I stayed here, my mother would occasionally push the door open and come in. But after I waited for a long time, the tightly closed door was still tightly closed. Apart from the cold wind outside, there was no sign of anyone pushing the door open and coming in.
I felt lost and was about to sit down when my uncle suddenly shuddered again. His face was now red and he looked drunk. It was even difficult for him to stand up, but he still tried to support himself and looked aimlessly in my direction, saying anxiously, "Xiao Xi, there is a human-faced tree here. You can't stay here. The little formation just now only made the tree silent for half an hour. Leave quickly, otherwise you can't even be a ghost!"
After saying that, he stumbled towards the door and opened it with a creak.
I saw the bare big tree in the yard. If I didn’t know how ferocious it was, I wouldn’t feel any fear at all.
I still have a lot of questions in my mind that I want to ask my uncle, but considering the time, it's almost time. I still can't help but feel creepy when I think of the scene where I was almost eaten.
After hesitating for a while, I decided to leave here first. I will always have a chance to find my uncle in the future, but if I am eaten by this human-faced tree, I will be finished !
I glanced at my uncle. He was now using the last bit of his rationality to hold the door for me. He was so drunk that even if I didn't leave, he probably wouldn't have the experience to take care of me if the human-faced tree exploded.
I hurried out of the yard, feeling very bad. This was the only place I could consider home, but I had to save my life, and I would never have the chance to enter the yard again. After I left, I really didn't know where to go.
I pushed open the door and looked back. My uncle must have seen me opening the door, so he breathed a sigh of relief and sat down in front of the door and fell into a deep sleep.
I jumped out of the yard and looked at the empty street, not knowing which way to go.
As he was deep in thought, a green light suddenly passed by behind him, illuminating the road brightly, and the buildings on both sides were coated with a layer of green.
I turned back in confusion and was almost scared to death.
A huge face, with green face and fangs, bigger than me. He opened his mouth wide, and in the air on either side of his eyes, there were blue will-o'-the-wisp fires floating. He rushed towards me like this, almost swallowing me in one gulp.
I didn't have time to run away and subconsciously closed my eyes, but my hands and feet had already gone limp.
Just as I was about to be swallowed by him, at this critical moment, this face suddenly stopped!
I slowly opened my eyes and realized that I was only five centimeters away from him. I could even see his deep throat in his open mouth, and the smell of his mouth almost made me vomit.
The ghost face suddenly stopped, its facial features wrinkled, and with a sound like thunder, it suddenly muttered to itself, why did it stop?
I stared at him blankly, not daring to move. I was suspicious of his words and didn't understand what the ghost face meant. But then, I heard another man's voice coming from behind the ghost face.
The voice was quite attractive, and it started yelling at the ghost face, saying, "I told you not to rush around recklessly, you almost swallowed the ghost!"
The huge ghost face twisted its features again, and its two big eyes looked forward, turned around, and said there were no ghosts here...
I heard the man shout again, saying how could there be no such thing!
As soon as I finished speaking, I saw the ghost face's right ear suddenly open outwards. A man in a white T-shirt and jeans walked out. He was about my age.
I found this appearance very strange, so I moved away slightly and looked forward, then I realized that this was actually a car with a huge ghost face, and the ears were the doors. When I saw this scene, I felt as if I was struck by lightning, and my three views were shaken.
The man came over, looked at me and said, "So it's a living soul, how come it's in a place like this?"
