sbdcsierra Chapter 78 There's Only One Mother in the World
Chapter 78 There's Only One Mother in the World
Standing by the window, after confirming that Yan Yu had left, Yan Xun was just about to go to the Yan family home to look for clues when that familiar movie scene started playing again—
Yan Xun watched his cousin's figure gradually receding outside the window, then muttered as he walked to the edge of the bed and sat down.
"I'm going to suffer in the village." He said, then slumped onto the bed with a thud.
"But scaring people isn't bad either." Yan Xun said with a laugh, seemingly finding it amusing to watch Sun Zhao and the others frantically searching for him that afternoon while hiding in the house.
"Never mind, I'll tell Sun Zhao tomorrow that I'm still alive, so they won't worry." Yan Xun said, bending down to hug his pillow.
He initially wanted to play on his phone, but as he played, he suddenly realized he couldn't keep his eyes open.
After a short while, he lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
His head was buried in the pillow, with only a little bit of his ear showing, and he suddenly fell asleep.
The scene shifts, and the camera focuses on the wall clock in the room.
To show the passage of time, the clock in the scene quickly moved from 6 o'clock to 11 o'clock, and then the camera focused on the ground, where a black shadow slowly gathered into a human shape.
He stood by Yan Xun's bedside, looking down at Yan Xun's back, standing there for a very long time without moving.
As the next morning approached, the shadow seemed to slowly disappear into the room.
Yan Xun waited until it was fully light before yawning and getting out of bed, completely unaware of the terrifying events that had occurred the previous night.
Yan Xun, having watched the entire plot, was speechless.
"Was I asleep or drugged?" he couldn't help but complain.
At this moment, the prompts for the plot unfolding began to sound again.
Yan Xun could only imitate what he saw, putting on a show in front of the window. Then, he sat on the edge of the bed and rattled off a bunch of lines before grabbing his phone, lying face down on the bed, and burying his face in the pillow, drifting off to sleep.
A few minutes later, Yan Xun sprang out of bed with a somersault.
Anyway, in the movie, from 6 o'clock to 11 o'clock, the camera only focuses on the clock. As long as he comes back before 11 o'clock and lies back in his original position, there will be no problem.
【…What if you don’t come back?】The system was worried, feeling that Yan Xun was still too bold.
"That's simple."
As Yan Xun spoke, he took out a... Gui Yuchong from his backpack.
Perhaps because some of his soul fragments had returned, Gui Yuchong now seemed more like a living person than when he was first found in the wardrobe.
Yan Xun placed his body on his bed, then positioned it in the same way he did in the movie, lying face down on his pillow to sleep.
"Alright." Yan Xun wiped non-existent sweat from his forehead, striking a pose as if he had accomplished a great task.
system:【……】
It was beginning to seriously doubt whether Yan Xun was in good mental condition.
What kind of good person could so carelessly handle a corpse (even though the person is now half-dead)?
Yan Xun covered Gui Yuchong, who was lying on the bed, with another blanket.
"OK, let's go."
……
Yan Xun remembered that when she came to this house in the morning, she passed by that banyan tree.
But after walking along that road for half an hour, he still couldn't find the banyan tree in the village.
The road in front of him was so familiar; he had walked it three times already, and the houses around him had changed again and again. On the third time, the exact same couplet finally appeared again.
What's even more unsettling is that the roadsides have gradually been replaced by metasequoia trees.
He could hear footsteps behind him.
"Yan Xun".
"Yan Xun".
"Wait for us!"
The voices were familiar; they belonged to Sun Zhao, Ruan Yun, and others.
The sounds came and went, sometimes near, sometimes far, as if these people were running around him.
He didn't turn around. Anyone who has read a horror novel knows that turning around at this point would be suicide.
Yan Xun immediately continued walking forward... But perhaps as Yan Yu said, the nights in Wusheng Village were particularly dangerous, and soon at the end of the flat road, an old man with a cane appeared.
She was quite old, with a hunched back, and walked with a limp.
She was carrying a basket covered with a floral cloth.
When he first saw her, she was 10 meters away from Yan Xun, but in the blink of an eye, she was only 5 meters away from him.
Today, the clouds did not obscure the moonlight, and when the two were only 5 meters apart, Yan Xun was already able to see the old woman's face clearly.
She was very old; her eyelids drooped almost to the corners of her eyes, most of her teeth had fallen out, her mouth was completely sunken in, and her chin had moved forward slightly, making it look as if someone was pressing down on her head and chin, squeezing them at the same time.
Yan Xun didn't blink; she was standing only 5 meters away from him.
"Yan Xun, are you hungry?"
"This is the old lady who sells meat in the village. Go buy some meat to eat."
When that sound rang out, Yan Xun's stomach suddenly felt hungry. The feeling was a hundred times stronger than the hunger that made him tremble and feel weak when he had low blood sugar. It was as if he had lost his mind in an instant and could not care about anything except stuffing meat into his mouth.
The old woman moved very slowly.
Seemingly hearing those voices, she waved to Yan Xun.
"Child, there is food here."
"Come quickly."
Yan Xun ignored them and continued walking forward.
However, it was clear that the old woman had no intention of letting Yan Xun go.
Just as Yan Xun was about to pass by, the old woman suddenly lifted the floral cloth covering her basket—
Inside were bowls of steamed meat, the color and aroma of which were very appetizing.
"Have something to eat."
"It's very cheap."
The old woman opened her mouth.
She laughed, revealing a mouth full of black holes with no teeth. "Eat something."
"Have something to eat, have something to eat."
The voices started shouting.
"Eat something quickly."
Immediately afterwards, Yan Xun felt many hands grabbing his body. These hands were invisible, yet they restrained his arms and legs. He watched as the old woman approached him, about to stuff bowls of meat into his mouth—
There's only one mother in the world who's good!
Yan Xun finally activated this skill!
Suddenly, both the old woman and the voices fell silent.
"……Mother?"
"mom!"
Those voices started clamoring in Yan Xun's ears.
The old woman, who had initially intended to force the meat down Yan Xun's throat, now had tears welling up in her eyes—
"mother!"
The heartwarming scene lasted less than 30 seconds before the old woman suddenly turned into a blade of grass, followed by four or five more blades of grass appearing on the ground.
The basket that the old woman was carrying fell to the ground.
The meat in the bowl all fell out, and the ground immediately began to corrode, emitting white smoke and bubbles.
"I'm keeping a vegetarian diet lately, so I'm not eating meat anymore." Yan Xun said, bending down to pick up all the grass, then swinging his arm and throwing it far away.
After the old woman and the mysterious voice disappeared, the banyan tree that had been impossible to find before suddenly appeared before Yan Xun's eyes.
He glanced at the time on his phone and realized there were still 4 hours until 11 o'clock.