Chapter 6: The Old Chestnut Seller
Before the countdown bathed in blood began, the narrow alleys of Xining were once lined with numerous street food stalls. Now, only abandoned vehicles lay scattered haphazardly along the roadside, making the already cramped alleys feel even more congested.
Chen Ye moved the handcart blocking his path aside, barely clearing a way forward.
Suddenly, a fragrant aroma wafted from the depths of the alley.
“The scent of sugar-roasted chestnuts.”
Chen Ye immediately caught the tantalizing smell of roasted chestnuts, and his hunger intensified sharply. He swallowed hard, his mind seeming to dull, leaving only one thought—
“So hungry!”
“Sugar-roasted chestnuts… so fragrant…”
“I want to eat…”
At the alley’s end, a handcart slowly rounded the corner, accompanied by a hoarse, low-pitched call.
“Sugar-roasted chestnuts, fresh sugar-roasted chestnuts.”
“Five coins per jin.”
“Hehe, first taste is free, try it without charge. If you don’t like it, no need to pay.”
When Chen Ye opened his eyes again, everything blurred before him.
In front of him appeared a handcart. A pair of pale, wrinkled, calloused hands held it steady, the cart piled high with golden, crisp, and aromatic sugar-roasted chestnuts.
The elderly woman selling chestnuts smiled kindly.
“Fresh sugar-roasted chestnuts, come and have a taste, no charge. Fragrant and delicious.”
Chen Ye felt his consciousness flicker, his vision blurring as his pupils focused solely on the chestnuts; everything else seemed to dissolve slowly.
In the end, his eyes could see nothing but the fresh sugar-roasted chestnuts, glowing red-golden, blood-red, exuding a fatal allure.
His hunger deepened.
At that moment, it was as if only the desire to eat remained in his mind!
“Eat it!”
“Eat it!”
“Eat it!”
Chen Ye stepped forward once more.
Just then, faint strains of an erhu—plaintive and sorrowful—came from afar, tugging gently at Chen Ye’s scattered thoughts...
Suddenly, a surging black mist seemed to emanate from the chestnuts, instantly engulfing Chen Ye’s face!
He shivered violently, a chill running down his spine! When he looked again at the chestnuts, he found the cart contained no chestnuts at all—only severed fingers piled inside!
Lifting his gaze once more, he saw the elderly woman’s face twisted into a horrifying grin.
The splits at the corners of her mouth stretched unnaturally wide, almost reaching her crow’s feet. Wrinkles crisscrossed her face like writhing maggots, crawling ceaselessly over her skin.
“Want to buy chestnuts, boy?” she rasped.
Her voice was no longer gentle but sounded as if thousands of insects were grinding inside her throat, producing that eerie sound.
Chen Ye felt as if countless ants crawled inside his ears, an unbearable itch that made his head buzz.
Darkness crept in; his consciousness began to sink...
At this moment, if one looked up, they would see the aura of fortune over Chen Ye’s head, now faintly surrounded by a sinister black mist.
Within that mist, a streak of blood light spread.
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