Volume 2: Ghost Invitation Chapter 0027 "No. 2 Qingming Road"
"Of course it's a curse, otherwise why do you think the drivers didn't know about it?"
The young man seemed to be making fun of Xiao Mo, but Xiao Mo did not feel ashamed and asked again:
"Since you know it's a cursed place, why do you still go there? Aren't you afraid of death?"
Xiao Mo's words once again made the young man laugh and cry. He laughed twice, then asked with a little doubt:
"How come you don't know anything? You don't know the location of No. 2 Qingming Road, and you don't even know who the curse is for. Is the person who asked you to come here a mute?"
Xiao Mo shook his head and said nothing. The young man seemed to have lost interest in asking more questions. He waved his hand at Xiao Mo and said:
"The place you're looking for is right behind here, but you have to climb over this pile of rubble. I'm going to leave now."
After saying this, the young man disappeared from above, and it seemed as if he jumped down.
Watching the strange young man disappear, Xiao Mo stood there and recalled their conversation just now. He roughly learned two pieces of information from the young man.
First, the young man also learned about this place from other people.
Second, No. 2 Qingming Road is indeed a cursed place, but they are not the objects of the curse there, and they will not be implicated if they enter there.
Xiao Mo didn't quite believe that the young man was called here by the mysterious man, because the mysterious man didn't seem to want to be known, otherwise he wouldn't communicate with him in the form of text messages. In addition, the mysterious man also told him not to let anyone other than himself know of his existence.
“Ahem…!”
A violent cough brought Xiao Mo out of his thoughts. He looked up at the pile of waste rocks and had already made up his mind. He was going to that place - No. 2 Qingming Road. Although he didn't know the situation there, since the young man could come and go there at will, he thought he would be fine.
After thinking about it, Xiao Mo stopped hesitating and, after hammering his stuffy chest hard, he quickly walked towards the pile of rubble.
The climb was as difficult as he had imagined. The ground was covered with soft sand and gravel. It was difficult to even stand on it, let alone climb up. He really doubted how the young man got up there.
It took Xiao Mo nearly 5 minutes to reach the top. He was sweating and panting. Below him, there was a classical villa. There was a broken wooden sign hanging on the villa, and the words were scribbled on it:
“No. 2 Qingming Road.”
The villa was very big, just like the ones in some American movies, with three floors and a large yard. In his view, there was empty land on both sides of the villa, and he had no idea what was in front of him because of the villa's obstruction.
After coming down from upstairs with great effort, Xiao Mo walked to the gate of the villa. The gate was half open, probably left for him by the young man. He walked in without hesitation.
After crossing the yard, Xiao Mo came to the main gate. The door was closed at the moment, and voices could be heard from inside from time to time.
Xiao Mo felt a little nervous. After all, this was a cursed place. When he thought about what happened at Luohe School, he couldn't help but feel a chill.
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Mo knocked heavily on the door.
“Boom boom…!”
Not long after, the door creaked open and a burly man, about forty years old, with a hideous scar on his face, opened the door.
Xiao Mo was familiar with this face, it was one of the two mysterious men who came to him at that time. Xiao Mo was stunned for a moment. On the other hand, the man also had a look of surprise, no, to be more precise, it was unbelievable, as if Xiao Mo could not possibly appear here.
After being surprised for a few seconds, the two shouted almost in unison:
"It's you!"
"Xiao Mo!"
The man's face was filled with an excited smile. He came over and hugged Xiao Mo. The man's behavior made Xiao Mo very confused. The man's body was shaking with excitement, and he was talking incoherently:
"It's great that you're still alive! I knew you were lucky and wouldn't die so easily. You actually managed to escape from that damn place!"
As he spoke, the man patted him hard on the back and smiled with tears in his eyes:
"You are such a good kid!"
Xiao Mo was nearly beaten to the point of vomiting blood. His back felt a burning pain and he started coughing violently once again.
Seeing Xiao Mo's pale face, the man also realized his rash behavior and asked with concern:
"I'm sorry, Xiao Mo, I was so happy that I accidentally..."
"It's okay... cough cough..."
The middle-aged man welcomed Xiao Mo into the villa. In addition to the middle-aged man, there were three other people inside. One was the long-haired young man he had met before, one was a woman with a mask on her face, and as for the last one... she was a monk.
The three people in the room saw that the middle-aged man was very excited and all showed doubts. The young man looked at Xiao Mo again and asked the middle-aged man:
"A worm? You two know each other?"
"A worm?"
Xiao Mo looked at the middle-aged man in confusion, and the middle-aged man turned around and glared at the young man, then explained:
"Don't listen to that asshole's farts!"
Hearing this, Xiao Mo smiled awkwardly, while the monk couldn't laugh anymore...
Xiao Mo is currently confused, which is completely contrary to his original intention of coming here. His original intention was to come here to resolve doubts, but unexpectedly, the confusion increased.
Judging from the reactions of these four people, only the middle-aged man knew him and seemed to have a good relationship with him. From his previous words, we can roughly guess that he had been to a very dangerous place, and the middle-aged man thought he was dead.
"Could it be the 'door' that the mysterious person mentioned?"
Xiao Mo felt that his guess was almost correct.
The middle-aged man didn't seem to know that he had lost his memory, and perhaps he wanted to wait a while before chatting with him alone. In any case, he introduced the three people to him.
He first pointed to the woman sitting on the sofa in the corner and introduced her:
"This is Xinyan. She joined us a month ago."
After saying that, the middle-aged man pointed at the monk over there and said:
"This is Mi, the Mage of Corruption. He joined us three months ago."
"The corrupt mage?"
Xiao Mo's expression immediately became strange after hearing this, and he bit his lip hard to stop laughing. But looking at the monk's appearance, with triangular eyes, square face, and ditch nose, he did look quite rotten.
The middle-aged man also knew that the monk's name was not very nice , so he quickly changed the subject and pointed at the young man opposite him and said:
"This bastard is called Li Shuai. He just joined us three days ago and he's always talking shit."
"Li Shuai?"
Xiao Mo felt like laughing again. When Li Shuai saw Xiao Mo looking at him, he adjusted his bangs to look cool, then raised his head and said proudly:
"How is it, does it live up to its name?"
Xiao Mo was stunned...
After the middle-aged man introduced the three people to Xiao Mo one after another, he pointed at Xiao Mo and introduced him to the three people:
"This is the Xiao Mo I often told you about. Most of the information we have was compiled and edited by him."
"Is this person Xiao Mo?"
After learning about Xiao Mo's identity, the room suddenly fell into absolute silence, and the faces of the three people were full of disbelief.
"Brother Gao, didn't you say Xiao Mo is dead?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man looked at Xinyan and said with a smile:
"As you can see, he's still alive and well."
Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, Li Shuai shouted in disbelief:
"I said a worm, you must be mistaken, this kid knows nothing, even the way to get here was told to him by me. How could such a newbie be the awesome Xiao Mo?
If that's true, then I really can't praise your storytelling skills."
"You have to know your limits when joking. You know nothing!"
This time the middle-aged man did not tolerate Li Shuai. He immediately glared at him angrily. Combined with the hideous scar on his face, he looked like a bloodthirsty Shura.
But Li Shuai remained the same, unmoved at all.
Xiao Mo was completely stunned. He didn't understand anything the middle-aged man said. There was nothing wrong with what Li Shuai said. He really didn't even know the way to get here.
"I seem to have lost some of my memories, so I don't remember anything you just said. I only remember that we met before, and you and a young man my age came to me and asked me about the haunted incident in the dormitory. As for your identity and name, I don't know any of that."
The middle-aged man looked at Xiao Mo blankly. Perhaps he was doubting his ears now, while Li Shuai said with a smug look on his face:
"See, I told you this kid is a rookie. It's clear he doesn't know anything."
The middle-aged man was stunned for a while , then he asked Xiao Mo with a serious expression:
"Do you really not remember anything? You don't remember Lao Xu, Chen Can, Wang Qing, Zhang Xiaoshun..."
"I'm sorry, I don't have any impression of these people you mentioned."
"I see."
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with sadness. He swallowed his saliva for a few seconds, then pointed upstairs and said to Xiao Mo:
"I knew it wouldn't be so easy to escape from there. Let's go upstairs and talk. Maybe I can help you remember something."
