Chapter 621 Snow Lantern

Chapter 631 Snow Lantern

“Knock, knock, knock”

A series of intermittent knocks that seemed both disordered and orderly sounded in Bai Huaiguang’s ears.

He lay in a patch of grass, pulling his cap down to hide his figure, and quietly stared at a wooden house down the hill.

In front of the wooden house, a man dressed in dirty black clothes and slightly hunched over was knocking on the door with his body pressed against it.

“Can I come in?”

The man’s posture was very strange. After knocking on the door, he lay on the door panel, and it was unclear whether he was listening or watching.

From Bai Huaiguang’s perspective, he could not see the man’s right hand. The other party seemed to have deliberately hidden his right hand in his wide robe.

The man did not keep this posture for too long. After about ten seconds, his left hand pressed on the door panel and slowly pushed it open a crack.

Bai Huaiguang pushed aside the weeds blocking his eyes, his snow-white eyelashes trembled, and his eyes stared at the crack of the door.

Unfortunately, he could not see anything except the vague darkness.

The man seemed to be very cautious. He only pushed open a gap that he squeezed into sideways and quickly got in.

At this point, the figure disappeared completely.

However, Bai Huaiguang noticed that a vermilion blood drop flowed under the door panel and slid into the cracks of the stone.

He slowly moved his body and hid his body in the grass and stone pile again without being discovered.

In the silence around him, he took out a black notebook that had always been under his body and took out the ballpoint pen clipped in it.

"At 17:38, the madman returned from outside for the fourth time and repeated the steps of knocking on the door, asking, and entering.

This time, what he brought back should be a bloody thing."

Closing the notebook, Bai Huaiguang changed his posture, lying on the cold ground, looking up at the rustling leaves.

This was the fourth hour he had been monitoring the madman.

Since he parted with everyone at the village chief's house in the afternoon, he had been searching for the other party's traces in the village.

After nearly an hour, the madman's residence, a wooden house, was finally found in a remote location between the village and the back mountain.

The wooden house was overgrown with weeds, close to the end of the village and the back mountain, and all kinds of garbage and waste almost surrounded the house.

The overwhelming smell and obvious enough clues made him confirm that this was most likely the madman's hiding place.

Sure enough, about forty minutes after Bai Huaiguang started squatting, the madman came out of the wooden house for the first time.

He had nothing in his hands, but his eyes were evasive, as if he had first observed the surroundings and quietly left after confirming that no one was there.

Since he was not sure when the madman would come back, Bai Huaiguang did not act rashly.

In this way, about twenty minutes later, the madman came back empty-handed again.

But his behavior of entering the door was very strange.

Three steps: knock on the door, ask, and enter the door.

It sounds like the first entry and exit is exactly the same as the fourth situation that just happened.

And the madman will complete the above actions about every forty-five minutes.

Bai Huaiguang said he was monitoring the madman, but he was actually observing.

The madman said that he saw Bai Huaiguang's head hanging on the old crooked tree in the village.

In the analysis in the afternoon, it was almost certain that he was marked with death.

And until now, he could not determine whether this madman was a human, a ghost, or an NPC like his second uncle.

Bai Huaiguang's original goal was to find out the identity of the madman.

But after observing for this period of time, he suddenly realized that the identity of the madman might not be important.

His mysterious behavior was the information he really wanted to explore.

Judging from the madman's performance, it is unlikely that he is a ghost, but it is not ruled out that his situation is similar to Luo Jianjun.

So Bai Huaiguang never acted rashly, but waited for an opportunity.

There must be important information in the wooden house, and he must go in.

But before entering, he also wanted to see how many times the madman would go out in a row, so as to understand some of the situation in the house from the side.

After a long wait and see, until the fourth time just now, he guessed that there should be something hidden in this house that needs to be eaten.

The things hidden in the clothes of the madman in the first three times did not show any traces, but the blood on the door just now.

This means that the madman should be hunting every time he goes out, and he needs to feed something with some animal carcasses.

But Bai Huaiguang is still cautious enough, after all, the madman's thinking may not be the same as his.

There may be ghosts or other things in the house, as long as the madman thinks that the other party needs to eat.

The difficulty now is that he has no idea whether the clues in the house are ghost clues or task clues.

If it is the latter, he will definitely make a contribution; but if it is the former, he may never come back.

The light of dusk shines on Bai Huaiguang's sickly pale face through the gaps between the layers of leaves.

A drop of crystal sweat flows from the white temples under the brim of the hat.

He slowly closed his eyes, endured the discomfort brought by the sun, and warned himself in his heart.

"Don't be greedy for merit and rush forward. My main responsibility is to wait for the night to fall and provide backup tasks for Sister Luo who goes into the mountains."

In one year, Bai Huaiguang grew from an albino patient who was hated by everyone to a senior clerk in the sixth branch.

In addition to his inner toughness, it is because he can endure his inner desires and know when to do what.

Rather than making progress on the breakthrough mission, he was more interested in ensuring the smooth progress of the store manager's operations.

At this moment, an unusual noise came from the wooden house downhill again.

Bai Huaiguang suddenly opened his eyes, turned over lightly, lifted the weeds that blocked his view, and looked at the door.

The madman went out again five minutes later.

This was an abnormal behavior that broke the rules of the previous four times.

Not only did he break the time rule, this time he also had a large woven bag with "XXX fertilizer" written on it in his hand.

"You wait for me at home, don't open the door for others before I come back."

The madman went out for the fifth time, as if he was going to do a big job, he ran away quickly with the woven bag.

His figure quickly disappeared from Bai Huaiguang's sight.

The various abnormalities of the fifth time out always made Bai Huaiguang feel bad.

Once something forms a rule, it will bring people a habitual sense of security, but once it is broken, it is equivalent to destroying the sense of security that should be there.

Bai Huaiguang scratched his itchy cheek, retreated back to the bushes, and took out the notebook again.

But before he opened the notebook, his eyes stayed on the black cover of the notebook.

On the dark black cover made of cowhide, the textures became particularly clear.

But he found that his eyes seemed to be completely attracted by the cover, and he couldn't move his eyes away at all.

The details of the cowhide cover became clearer and clearer, and bigger and bigger, until he suddenly found a scarlet bloodstain under the cover.

This scene reminded him of the blood that the madman had rubbed on the wooden door.

Bai Huaiguang was shocked, and he used all his strength to support the ground with his hands, forcibly pulling away from the cowhide cover.

With inertia, he took a few steps back before he stabilized his body.

At first, he didn't notice the weirdness of the situation until he suddenly realized that he was lying on the ground? Why did he retreat as if he was stepping on the ground?

Bai Huaiguang's mind "boomed", he turned around in horror, and saw that he was standing in a small area surrounded by waste.

There were garbage piles on both sides, and there was only a gap in the front, which was the main entrance.

The unpleasant smell that filled the air constantly stimulated his already sensitive five senses. He turned around abruptly and found himself standing at the door of the wooden house.

The pattern on the door of this wooden house really looked like the cowhide cover of a notebook if you got too close.

Bai Huaiguang immediately understood that the death mark on his body was about to be activated. His death was indeed related to the madman!

At this moment, a series of low voices suddenly sounded beside his ears, and the words spoken were incomprehensible and extremely absurd.

"Speak, speak quickly."

"Come in and tell me, come in and tell me, let me take a closer look at your face."

"You are so white, your head is like a snow lantern hanging on a branch."