Chapter 370 Resurrection (3)
Seeing that his son's fingernails were full of black mud, Wan Shouguang didn't say anything, and also signaled to Liu Jialan not to ask her any more questions.
When his son returned to the bedroom, Wan Shouguang asked Liu Jialan to watch Wan Cong in the room, while he went to the grave where Wan Cong was originally buried.
After digging up their son's body the night before, Wan Shouguang and Liu Jialan simply filled it back with soil, and the surrounding areas were repaired irregularly. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the tomb had been moved.
When he came to the tomb, Wan Shouguang put the shovel in his hand on the ground first, walked around the tomb, and inspected it carefully.
Except for the traces that he and his wife had moved the night before, there was no sign that the soil around the tomb had been dug by both hands.
And the soil here is not black.
"Could it be..." Wan Shouguang turned his head to look in the direction of the grove in surprise.
He first used a shovel to re-compact the loose soil of the tomb, and then piled up the fallen stones again, stacking them one by one, and then compacted them with a layer of soil so that they would not fall easily.
After finishing all this, he looked around the tomb, feeling that it should be almost the same as before. Wan Shouguang picked up the shovel and walked towards the grove.
Enter the forest, and soon come to the bottom of the big tree.
Since his son Wan Cong got up from the mud here, he hasn't come to see it yet.
I guessed in my heart that there must be a hole dug in this place, because after my son crawled out of the ground, he didn't have time to pay attention to whether this place looked suspicious.
Wan Shouguang came here now to restore this weird place to normal, so that other people can't see anything unusual.
But when he got close to the bottom of the big tree, he walked quickly in surprise to the place that was originally a human-shaped pothole.
But at this moment, it is completely flat land, and some dry branches are covered on the flat land, which looks very natural.
Wan Shouguang dug open the branches in amazement, found the place where the stray dog and his son were buried, and shoveled out some soil from this place with a shovel. He squatted down and took a closer look. The soil was black.
It was dark in the forest at night, and the couple couldn't see clearly. Coupled with the anxiety in their hearts, they didn't pay attention to the color of the soil before.
Recalling that his son's nails were full of black mud, could it be that he filled up the hole where he was buried when he came back?
This possibility is very high.
Wan Shouguang inspected it carefully, and found that there were no obvious footprints in the soil, and there were no traces of digging by hands, which can be regarded as very well covered up.
But why did Wan Cong come to cover up this place?
Thinking of this, Wan Shouguang suddenly felt uneasy. He hurriedly glanced at the location of the covered pothole, and hurried back towards home with a shovel.
Wanjia Villa.
Although she didn't get up until noon, Liu Jialan still felt very tired this day.
Not long after Wan Shouguang went out with the shovel, she saw her son enter the bedroom and closed the door, and she lay on the sofa in the living room, getting ready to take a rest in a daze.
After an unknown amount of time, Liu Jialan seemed to hear something. She kept lying down, opened her eyes, and looked towards the stairs, only to see her son Wan Cong coming downstairs.
Wan Cong had a secret smile on his face as he went down the stairs while staring at Liu Jialan who was lying down.
"Son, don't you want to rest more?" Liu Jialan made a soft voice.
At this moment, she suddenly found that she could only speak and see, but could not move. All her limbs were numb, as if she no longer belonged to her.
Wan Cong still had a smile on his face, without answering, he went down the stairs and walked towards Liu Jialan.
"Son, why can't I move? What's going on?" Liu Jialan was a little terrified.
Wan Cong approached the sofa and stood in front of her.
"Rub my feet quickly, I don't feel anything at all." Liu Jialan hurriedly said, "And my hands, I can't feel them at all."
"mom."
Wan Cong didn't seem to hear what she was saying, but called out again, then raised his right hand and grabbed his hair.
Liu Jialan looked at him in surprise, not knowing what he was going to do.
Soon Wan Cong's right hand began to tighten, pulling his hair fiercely, and then pulling it upwards forcefully. Because of the violent pulling, his facial features were somewhat deformed, but the strength of the pulling was getting stronger and stronger, and he didn't intend to stop.
This scene left Liu Jialan stunned, feeling like she was dreaming.
In the next second, Wan Cong's facial features were completely deformed and pulled away completely. The layer of skin on his head was ripped off as crumpled as clothes, revealing a dark, bald head without skin or hair.
The head opened its lips, and it could be seen that the inside of his mouth was scarlet, which formed a strong contrast with the color of his face, and he opened his mouth slowly to Liu Jialan.
"mom."
After saying that, the dark head suddenly approached, directly in front of Liu Jialan, only two or three centimeters away.
Liu Jialan was so frightened that her body trembled suddenly, she woke up instantly, her eyes opened, everything around her was as usual, there was no son, no dark head, and the living room was very quiet.
It was a dream. It turned out that I had a dream.
Liu Jialan woke up, she had fallen asleep on the sofa just now, it was just a nightmare.
Looked up at Wan Cong's bedroom on the second floor, the bedroom door was still closed, obviously Wan Cong hadn't come out from inside.
Liu Jialan no longer felt sleepy, sat up, and prepared to pour herself a cup of hot water.
But at this moment, she vaguely heard Wan Cong's shout, which came from the closed bedroom room upstairs.
"mom."
At first, Liu Jialan thought she had heard it wrong. After all, the voice was too low. Maybe she just woke up from a drowsy sleep and had auditory hallucinations.
She walked to the pure water purifier, poured a cup of warm water that had been boiled and kept at 50 degrees, and just put the cup to her lips, a vague sound came into her ears again.
"mom."
Liu Jialan heard clearly this time, someone was calling.
She looked up and turned around, looking at the closed bedroom door on the second floor, as if it came from her son's room.
"Is it because I can't find the clothes again?" Muttering, Liu Jialan took a sip of water, put the glass back, turned and went upstairs.
When she came to her son's bedroom door, Liu Jialan hesitated for a moment, reached out and knocked on the door: "Congcong, were you calling me just now?"
Waited for a while, but no one answered.
Liu Jialan knocked on the door again, repeating the question just now.
Still no one answered in the room.
Liu Jialan thought for a while, then gently twisted the doorknob, and opened the bedroom door directly because it was not locked inside.
She stood at the door of the bedroom and looked inside. The curtains were drawn and the room was well lit, but at a glance, there was no sign of Wan Cong.
"Not in the bedroom?"
Liu Jialan said to herself, then she still misheard just now.
Just as he was about to close the door and leave, a familiar voice suddenly came from the bathroom in his son's bedroom.
"mom."
Liu Jialan was taken aback, turned around, and looked at the closed door of the bedroom and bathroom in surprise.
"Son, are you in there?"
Liu Jialan's heart suddenly began to tremble, and an inexplicable sense of horror rose from the soles of her feet and hit her whole body, so that her body suddenly went numb, and her hands and feet gradually became cold.
She stood at the door of the bedroom, holding the doorknob, not daring to walk over.
After waiting for a while, there was still no voice to answer herself, and Liu Jialan was about to close the door and leave.
Right at this moment, voices came from the bathroom again, clearly reaching her ears.
"Mom, I'm here."
Confirmed, it is indeed my son in the bathroom, and it sounds normal.
Liu Jialan came to her senses, and the feeling of horror just now began to subside. She patted her chest lightly, exhaled, and came to the door of the bedroom bathroom.
"Son, is there no toilet paper in it?" Liu Jialan asked.
"no."
"Are you taking a bath? Don't you have a dry towel?" Liu Jialan asked again.
"no."
"Then what did you ask me to do?" Liu Jialan was surprised.
"Mom, come in."
"You...is this convenient?" Liu Jialan asked.
There was no answer in the bathroom.
Liu Jialan knocked on the door and said, "If you are taking a shower, it's not convenient for me to bring it in. If you want anything, I'll leave it on the door for you. You can take it yourself later."
"Mom, come in." The same words came out again, the tone was very calm, and there was nothing unusual about it.
"This kid..."
Liu Jialan was a little speechless, paused, stretched out her hand to press the handle of the bathroom door, pressed it down, and the lock was unlocked. Just as she was about to push the door in, Wan Shouguang's voice suddenly came from behind her.
"Jialan, what are you doing in Congcong's bedroom? Where's your son?"
Liu Jialan stopped moving, maintained this posture, turned her head and said, "He called me in the bathroom, what are you doing?"
"Congcong, are you alright?" Wan Shouguang walked into the bedroom and stood beside Liu Jialan.
"It's nothing, I found a dry towel." Wan Cong's voice came from the bathroom.
"OK, all right."
Liu Jialan closed the door smoothly, and the old couple left Wan Cong's bedroom one after the other, and gently closed the door.
In the bathroom, near the door.
Wan Cong, who was wearing clothes, stood there with his mouth wide open, which was beyond the range of a normal person, but the corners of his mouth would not be torn, his eyes were slightly swollen, and his pupils became dark. Gray, just like this, has been facing the door of the bathroom.
Even though his mouth was making a sound just now, he still maintained the same posture with his mouth open, which was extremely weird.
Just after the couple outside the door left, Wan Cong slowly closed his wide open mouth, and his face returned to normal, with no abnormalities visible.
Backing to the master bedroom, Wan Shouguang said to Liu Jialan, "Don't be alone with your son these few days. I still need to observe him. His condition is very unstable."
Liu Jialan looked surprised, in fact, she also felt it, but when she saw her son's familiar appearance and heard that familiar voice, there was no longer any gap in her heart, and all that was left was love, regret and endless compensation...
After saying that, Wan Shouguang took out the weird jammer from the closet, gave one to Liu Jialan, put the other in his pocket, took out another black thing like a cigarette case, and put it in his pocket as well.
This black "cigarette case" is called Magnetic Knife Shrapnel. Because the required craftsmanship is too harsh, the output is very small, and it is specially used for people who do not know the magnetic knife technique.
There is a button on the ejection port. When pressed against the monster, a magnetic blade will be ejected instantly. The blade can play the function of a magnetic knife and kill the monster in an instant.
Of course, this must also require the target of the ejection to be very accurate, otherwise it will not be able to damage the monsters, and it must hit the target monsters just when the best strength erupts.
Otherwise, it can only injure, or scare away, or directly irritate the target.
The magnetic knife shrapnel is divided into three pieces, five pieces, seven pieces and nine pieces. Although the number of nine pieces is large, the overall power will decrease, and the number of three pieces is the least, but the power of each piece of magnetic knife It is also the largest.
The box of magnetic knife shrapnel that Wan Shouguang took was packed in five pieces, and its power was close to medium. If the distance and target were in place, a monster could be killed in almost one blow.
But he doesn't want to use it, and never wants to.
Not long after, Wan Shouguang took out another spirit detector from the closet. After opening it, he detected it in the direction of his son's bedroom, and quickly looked at the screen to display it.
Still everything works fine.
He's done this more than once since returning from his son's resurrection, but every time he can't detect any weirdness.
This shows that although the son looks like a living dead, he is not really weird. It would be best if he could continue to live like this in the future.
Put away the spirit detector, the couple went downstairs as usual, one cleaned the yard and the other prepared dinner.
Originally, Wan Shouguang hired servants, but after his son had an accident and he came back, he sent them away. Liu Jialan didn't know the reason at the time, but now it's clear that it was to deceive others.
Husband and wife work harder, when they have not reached this stage of life before, they have not done everything. And sometimes even if there are servants, the two of them can't help but do some housework.
Since Wan Cong came out of the bedroom, he has been sitting in the living room watching TV.
After cleaning the courtyard, Wan Shouguang came back and sat on the other side of the sofa. He took a sip of hot water before he said, "Congcong, you can't go out alone during this time, and you can't see anyone except your parents." People. You need to rest well, if not, Mom and Dad will accompany you back to your hometown, and we will stay there for a while longer."
"Okay." Wan Cong agreed without hesitation.
Wan Shouguang felt relieved.
This night was normal. Wan Cong ate and watched TV with Wan Shouguang and Liu Jialan. His behavior satisfied the couple. The familiar son seemed to be back.
In addition to not being very talkative.
Until two o'clock in the afternoon the next day, Wan Shouguang, who usually likes to live alone and rarely comes to visit, welcomed a guest unexpectedly.
To be honest, Wan Shouguang never expected that someone would come to visit him.
When the doorbell outside the courtyard rang, Wan Shouguang thought it was a milkman, but then he thought, the milk was delivered this morning, who could come now?
Did you find the wrong door?
Opened the video call at the door, and saw a strange young man, whom he had never seen before.
But the other party smiled and looked at the screen on the left front of the door with a sincere expression.
"Who are you? Who are you looking for?" Wan Shouguang asked.
"My name is Yan Junze. I came here to pay a visit to Master Wan Shouguang." The young man replied politely, with a gentle and polite tone, and added at the end, "Because I'm leaving tomorrow. Ying Ou, I couldn't meet Master Wan, I feel regretful, and have been restless, so I have the cheek to think that I have to come to greet you anyway."
Wan Shouguang understood in his heart: "Are you the Yan Junze mentioned by Zhang Chengjing?"
"Yes, it's me." Yan Junze bowed to the screen, "Master Wan, hello!"
Wan Shouguang was obviously hesitating at the other end, but thinking that Yan Junze was leaving tomorrow, and he came all the way to see him, he couldn't be cruel enough to turn him away.
squeak —
The sound of the electromagnetic door being opened is heard.
"Come in, I'll wait for you in the living room."
"Thank you, Master Wan!" Yan Junze bowed politely again, and walked into the yard.
Thanks to the young master of the Huangfu family for the reward! Thanks also to other friends for their rewards! The past two days have gradually started to get busy at the end of the year, and the update is not very good, sorry everyone!
(end of this chapter)