Chapter 65: The Sleepwalking Bean Sprout Boy-The Northern School Tomb Raider’s Notes

Yunnan Zhaotong skewers I know, a string of a little meat, grilled very good, and the northwest kind of bold lamb skewers are not the same, three or five buddies get together, not to eat more than enough, is to drink and chat that kind of atmosphere.

This is called Huang Lone, a seller of lamb kebabs, I do not know how to die here, I do not know how to die, there is also a problem, he had a purchase order on him, but where did these meat on the list go? What kind of transportation he used to pull the meat, also did not see.

Reporter Gan said, “Call the police, this is a murder! As a reporter, I have the obligation to report and expose this matter.”

I said well, Gan reporter you and Xiao Xuan quickly back to the car, I have a cell phone with me, I’ll call the police, this place stinks.

When I finished talking, I pretended to pull out my cell phone and dial 110 to show her.

Xiao Xuan paid attention to my eyes, she pulled the Gan reporter and urged to go quickly Sister Gan, this place is too stinky, just let Yunfeng handle it.

I was relieved to see her pull up the slope with both hands, and I was busy deleting the 110 number.

I wouldn’t dare call the police, not to mention that we didn’t kill the person, and we don’t know this person, so that would be purely asking for trouble.

“Bud Boy what are you doing?” I suddenly saw Bean Sprout Boy trying to reach for all that money in his wallet.

“How dare you take a dead man’s money! Put it back!” I chided him.

“People are dead, don’t take it for nothing,” Bean Sprout Boy skimmed his lips in disdain and said, “I’m not taking it for nothing, I’ll bury Cucumber Buddy later, it’s better than being so windy and sunburned, more than a hundred bucks will be my labor money.”

“Fuck off, just put it back, you don’t need the money.” I said with a displeased face.

“Alright, Peak you leave me alone, get back in the car, I’ll be there later.” Bean Sprout Boy didn’t listen to me and refused to give back the hundred dollars or so.

“Forget it, do what you want, and hurry back when you’re done.” I didn’t bother arguing with him anymore.

I went back to the car first and waited another twenty minutes or so for Beanpole to return.

“Did you really call the police? We’re not allowed to wait here for the police to come?” Reporter Gan asked me suspiciously.

I nodded my head yes and made a random excuse to deal with it and said get going.

This evening about 7 o’clock, we arrived at the place, from here into Alxa can only be hiking or camel riding, camping at night to set up a canopy bag, because the Ganjian is an impromptu camping, we previously bought the canopy bag is not enough, less one.

In the end, in the spirit of ladies first, I let Beanpole sleep in the car while the rest of us hitched a bag for the night not far from the car.

Simply ate something and drank some water, I looked at the fire, said you two go to bed first, I will go to bed later, here can still see the highway at night should be no danger.

Xiao Xuan and Reporter Gan nodded and then went to rest.

Bean Sprout Boy went to sleep in the car in the morning, and I sat by the fire with a stick in my hand, scrolling through my cell phone in boredom, looking at the fire to see if it was getting low, and then tossing a couple of sticks of firewood into it.

Something happened that night that I still look back on with a shadow.

Do you believe that a soul exists in this world after a person dies?

Or I’ll ask it another way.

Do you believe that there are gods and goddesses in this world?

The son is not a monster. If you don’t believe me, just listen to what I’m about to say.

I swear that what is said is true.

It happened just after 11:00 pm this night, if I remember correctly, it would have been just after 11:40 pm, ten minutes short of 12:00 pm.

At that time I was bored playing Snake on my phone, yawning and getting sleepy, and seeing that everyone else was asleep, I was ready to go to bed with a little more wood on the fire.

I had just added wood to the fire, when suddenly I heard the sound of movement coming from the side of the car, thump, thump, thump.

Bean Sprout was sleeping in the car and I thought, “He’s still up? Why did he kick the car?

I found my flashlight and turned it on, and walked over with it.

“Bang Bang Bang!”

“Bang, bang, bang!” The closer we got, the louder the sound of the car being tapped.

I was furious and cursed: “What time is it! You dick not sleep why ah!”

Walking up to the car I twisted the handle and realized it was unlocked.

“Da da da da.” I knocked on the glass a couple of times and said Bud stop it ah, hurry up and go to sleep, you kid is not jerking off in the car, right?

When I finished that sentence, there was no movement in the car.

I laughed and cursed, “You boys aren’t going to let me get away with this, you’re really jerking off.”

I shook my head and turned around with my flashlight up.

But I hadn’t taken more than a few steps away when the thumping sound came from the car again, and it was louder than earlier.

Damn, my mouth said you have finished, you kid this is to day through the iron plate ah.

“Open the door, you kid!” I held the flashlight in one hand and pulled on the door vigorously with the other.

“Ka-ching,” Beanstalker snapped, opening the door for me.

With too much force, he opened the door so suddenly that I almost fell over.

“You b***h!” I shined my flashlight into the car.

“Bud? What are you doing, Bud?”

I saw Beanpole Boy with his back to me, his legs kneeling on the back seat, his body heaving as he wondered what he was doing.

Probably hearing me, Beanpole slowly turned his head.

I saw him his eyes were wide open, his mouth half-open, and his lips kept opening and closing up and down, moving like he was eating something.

My flashlight was shaking him, and he didn’t seem to feel the sting, his eyes staring straight at me without blinking.

His mouth snapped shut and he chattered, “Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, you’ll have a few skewers.”

“Sleepwalking you, what the fuck are you talking about ….”

I was still finishing my sentence when I snapped to the scene during the day.

Seeing the beanstalker in front of me like this, my scalp instantly went numb and I started to slowly back away in fear.