The moonlight fell, the shadows of the trees swayed, and I always felt that there were moving shadows everywhere around, and I couldn't tell if it was a tree or something else. It was strangely quiet, and I could hear the rustle of the leaves under my feet as I walked, but at this moment, I could only hear my own wheezing and even my heartbeat. Occasionally, a bird makes a strange call, and I don't feel scared, but I hope it makes a few more noises and is not too suppressed.

I touched my pocket again, and after quitting smoking, I didn't even bring a fire, and lighting a cigarette at this time was quite soothing. No, I just put my hands on the stone slab and prepared to rest and continue on my way.

Suddenly I felt that something was wrong, this slate was not flat. It seems that this is not right, it should be said that this slate is smoother than ordinary stones, almost as if it has been polished with tools, but it is not so smooth, because I can clearly feel a lot of ravines where I can touch my hands.

I got up and looked at it carefully, only to feel that this board was different, and I reached out and touched those ravines, and my heart was suddenly cold. This is not a stone in the mountains, but a monument. The ravine above is clearly hand-chiseled characters.

Barren mountains and mountains, a stone tablet with engraved words, I have ninety percent certainty that I have just sat on the top of someone's tombstone.

I hurriedly took two steps back, looking at the place where I had sit, it did look a bit like a grave, but how did this gravestone fall, is it too long? Soil erosion has washed down the tombstone?

At this point, I took a sip of my beer and adjusted my mood before moving on.

This kind of grave is different, you may have seen it, some graves, it is to dig a pit in the ground, put the coffin down, and then pile up the grave soil on it, and set up a tombstone in front of it. Most of these graves are found in relatively flat areas.

In mountainous areas, however, the tombs were not dug down, but in, and then sealed and erected. In this way, this kind is more like a portal to the underworld than a towering tombstone.

And now the portal in front of me has collapsed, which means that not far behind me should be...

I didn't have anything to shine on, and the back of the collapsed tombstone was swarthy and there was a lot of wild grass, so it looked like a hole. I'm a little uncomfortable, if it's just that the tombstone falls off and collapses, but if the original tomb becomes a hole, could it be that the owner of the yin house is tired of opening the door and ventilating himself?

I quickly picked up the stick and walked down, talking to myself as I went, and finally I even started humming a song, I wanted to curse a little, but I restrained it, which meant that I had reached the tipping point of fear.

Eventually, the terrain was much flatter, and I could hear the sound of the stream. There is water, and as long as there is water, I can go down the stream, and that is better than wandering around in this roadless forest.

Slowly, I walked out of the woods, and there was indeed a small stream in front of me, and to my surprise, there seemed to be a light not far away, and there was probably a small village on the other side of the stream. That's fine, I just have to go over and let them take me in for the night, and tomorrow I'll ask for directions and go home.

I walked along the stream, but I couldn't see the bridge, I probed with a stick, the water was not deep, I estimated that it was up to my thigh, be careful and walk while probing should be able to flow through, it was really deep, the stream was not wide, I could swim over, I just had to get wet.

So I took off my shoes and tied them around my neck, and walked with a stick as I walked, and there were pebbles under my feet, but the water was a little cold. The location I chose was very good, I didn't encounter a deep pool, and I flowed smoothly across the river.

Seeing that there was no one around, there happened to be a large piece of reeds, I took off my pants and wrung them out, and put my shoes on, uncomfortable is uncomfortable, but I can't drag a water stain to knock on someone's door, people still think I pee all the way.

Walking to the side for a while, it was actually a road, and the place where the lights were lit was not far away, but it was strange, a large area in front of it was pitch black, and there was only one place with lights on, could it be that there was only one family here? Wouldn't it be too desolate? Or did I meet a god and a ghost and a demon fox?

Even if it's a god and a ghost and a demon fox, let's go forward and sign up, who are you? I'm the leader of the customer service team of the Shemale Mutual Aid Alliance, and people can take us in, so don't make trouble.

I walked briskly along the road, and took a closer look, hey? Why are there two cars parked on this road, then it's not a god and a ghost and a fox, and I still know the cars, all of them are rich, and there is a perennial company that has left our company to let me drive.

I was happy, it turned out that I was separated from you, we should have come together, and now I finally found an organization. There was a fire on the side of the car, and this was not a personal home, but a road pavilion.

As I got closer and closer, I heard your voices, and just as I was walking to the side of the car, I happened to hear Kangkang's voice coming from inside, and Kangkang said, "The hostess fled to the door, but the door was locked and could not be opened, and she was hacked to death by sticking to the door, and blood flowed out along the crack in the door." What you're seeing, isn't it..."

I thought to myself, this girl is afraid to even pull her teeth, and dare to tell ghost stories, just about to walk in and tease her, suddenly I heard a voice again, "Girl, you are a little harder, I can't hold the wine." ”

My feet were fixed there, and the voice was very strange, and you would say familiar, not so familiar, but it was strange, and I must have heard it, but it was definitely not any one of you. Suddenly I remembered, I listened to my own voice in WeChat, and that's it.

Then came Su Er's voice, "In the future, I won't even look at the cat's eye when I am killed." ”

Then, again, the same voice, "Okay, okay, if you don't look at it, don't look at it, it's your turn, oh, wait for me in a while, I'll go out for convenience." ”

I hurriedly hid behind the car, and saw a person walking out of it, I was stunned when I looked at it, that figure, that appearance, that dress, and that virtue, isn't it me!

He walked out, went down the river beach to the reeds, I looked inside again, and saw a group of you gathered around the campfire, Xi Fan was cutting a piece of steak, Qingxuan poured a drink for the girls, Kang Kang took a bite of Xi Fan's cut steak and said, "This side is too old." ”

Su Er sandwiched the piece of meat into the plastic bowl in front of me, "Let your brother Li eat it, he is not a picky eater." ”

Watching this scene I was like a lightning strike, you are barbecuing, telling ghost stories, and "I" is in it, so who am I? Or who is that "me"?

I stepped back to the front of the car and saw the mirror, and the person in the mirror was indeed not wrong. And the person who walked out just now was also me. I sneaked up to the river beach and walked into the reeds, where the "I" was peeing.

When he heard the movement, he didn't look back and asked, "Who, someone, the old man is lining up, and the girl is changing places." ”

I ignored him, and threw him to the ground while he was peeing, and he angrily exclaimed, "Who!

I threw him to the ground, put my knees on his back, and slashed my hands behind my back. He tried to look away to see who I was. Then I saw "me" on the ground and turned his face and looked at me.

He was also stunned, and said in a lost voice: "You, who are you?"

"I want to know, who are you, too?"

"I'm Li Mu, I'm from the Shemale Society, and I'm the person in charge of the Demon Spirit. ”

"Coincidentally, so did I. ”

"You're not! What did you change? You're a monster! You're a monster that will turn into someone else!"

"I've never heard of a monster that can turn into someone else, but Uncle Yu can turn into someone else, but it's a spirit. ”

"Yes, then you're a spirit!"

When he said this, it reminded me that I could still tell the difference between youkai and spirits, and I slowly leaned my face towards him, sniffed at him, and then looked at him with a smile, holding up a stone in my hand, "Goodbye, Mr. Spirit." ”

At this point in the story, I lifted the beer and drank it down, then flattened it and threw it into the plastic bag next to me. When I turned around, I found that my side was empty, and they were huddled together in a semicircle. And I'm the only one in this half.

Feng Feng asked tremblingly, "You... Who are you?"

"I'm Li Mu, the head of the Shemale Society, the head of the Demon Spirit. ”

Kang Kang exclaimed quietly, "Look, he... His pant legs were wet. ”

Su Er immediately decided, "Don't worry about it for now, Xi Fan, hold him down!"

Xi Fan had already changed to the side, and immediately pounced, and a grab directly pressed me to the ground, "Ouch yo yo yo, it hurts, it hurts, tap it, I have to let you take it off." ”

Su Er said again: "Qingxuan, you hurry up and go out to have a look." ”

Lin Qingxuan ran out with a flashlight, Su Er looked at me, "Who the hell are you!"

"Ouch, loosen up, girl, you don't have to worry about storytelling, you don't have to play like this. ”

"Are you really Lao Li?"

I simply stopped struggling, I was still more comfortable on the ground, and gasped as I said, "Of course, it's not me, who else can I be." ”

"Why are your pants wet?"

"Just now, when it was convenient outside, there was a small puddle in the reeds, and when I stepped on it, I almost broke and got wet. ”

Kang Kang said: "No, you went to the toilet, how would you know that I threw the meat in your bowl?"

"You're stupid, I was thinking about it at that moment, and I waited in the car for a while when I got out of the gazebo. ”

Min Ziqin asked, "I told a ghost story before, what is it?"

"Good friends, back to back. ”

Xi Fan was not very relieved, and asked me again: "What did we see when we were chopping wood in the afternoon?"

I glanced at the Sur and them, "I really want to say it." ”

Su Er immediately became alert, "Say!"

"Grave. ”

They shrank back sharply again, "You told me to say it, or how can I remind you in the afternoon so that you don't go behind the mountain." ”

As soon as Su Er heard me say this, he was a little convinced, "Xi Fan, relax, he should be in debt." ”

There is no mistake