The black shadow took Sun Dada's heart to touch the darkness, and advanced against a narrow ditch on the side of the path, in order not to make too much noise to be noticed, so the black shadow and Sun Dada's speed could be controlled, so that they didn't catch up with the two people in front of them until the end of the path.

Sun's bold chest was already stained red with blood, and the dagger seemed to pierce the lobes of his lungs, making him feel difficult to breathe, and his head was groggy and dizzy.

Although he still wanted to persevere, his body shook and finally passed out.

I don't know how long it took, but Sun Da Da felt as if he was suspended in mid-air, swaying up and down. As he gradually woke up, his feelings became clearer and clearer, and he was shocked to find that he was lying on "himself" back, and he had no idea what had happened during this time.

At this moment, the other grandson who was carrying him boldly turned his head, two identical faces looked at each other, the air seemed to freeze, and time seemed to stand still.

He suddenly remembered what the old man's ghost had said to him, and he knew that if he didn't kill the other self in front of him now, he would be left on this path forever.

The other party also seemed to sense the danger, and threw him to the ground with force, and then leaned over with wide eyes, as if to confirm whether he was dead.

This is his last chance and he must not give up!

Evil to the side of the guts, he endured the severe pain and pulled out the dagger on his chest, and stabbed it towards the chest of the person in front of him, but unfortunately the other party dodged too fast, and his dagger stabbed off and failed to pierce the other party's heart.

As the dagger was drawn, his chest was bleeding like a column, and he watched in despair as his other self stumbled away, but there was no longer any strength to rise, and his mind gradually went blank, and finally he lost his instincts completely......

The next day, Liu Daring got up early in the morning, went to a corner of the courtyard, lifted the lid of the cellar and walked down.

There was not much space in the cellar, only a wooden table, on which there were many tributes, and there was a black-and-white photo of an old man, whose eyebrows were very similar to Liu Daring.

Liu Daring poured three sticks of incense on his deceased father, then climbed out of the cellar and muttered to himself, "Who should I be friends with next?"

This ghost story ends here, Luo Qiaoqiao designed a closed-loop solution for this story, making Liu Daring, who does not appear in many scenes, the protagonist become the protagonist, so that the story falls from a small cycle into a big cycle.

Liu Jingxin faintly heard that this story was not ordinary, but for a while he couldn't tell what the meaning was implied in it.

Zhang Xun looked at Luo Qiaoqiao in a daze, his mouth slightly open, and his face was shocked. He really didn't expect that a story he was talking about could be extended to this extent by Luo Qiaoqiao in the end.

Bao Yi and Jiang Li glanced at each other, as if they hadn't heard enough, and they didn't seem to understand, so they asked in unison, "And then?"

Da Yang was anxious: "No, it's already finished, you two didn't hear it?"

Luo Qiaoqiao smiled slightly, turned around and returned to Tan Yingying's side, holding Tan Yingying's arm, like a playful little sister who had just finished a set of full score papers and invited credit in front of her sister.

Bao Yi suddenly reacted at this time and exclaimed, "I see!"

Jiang Li hurriedly asked, "Do you understand?"

Bao Yi nodded and said, "Yes, that old man, it's Liu Daring's father!"

Jiang Li didn't want to talk to Bao Yi, and threw a small look of contempt at him.

Zhang Xun noticed that Da Yang was frightened, and laughed and started to coax, wanting Da Yang to tell a ghost story.

In front of so many people, Da Yang naturally couldn't behave cowardly, thinking back to the ghost stories he heard when he was in school, thinking about which one to tell to show his fearlessness, but was stopped by Liu Jingxin.

Liu Jingxin said: "We can't tell ghost stories anymore, the style is biased." Let's sing and sing!"

No matter how you live, "Rock Night" is a musical talk show after all, sitting here are two bands, not nine horror writers, and it's really a bit inappropriate to tell endless ghost stories around the camping lights on the top of the mountain at night.

No matter how different their personalities are, no matter how many hobbies they have, they all play bands after all, and they definitely don't refuse music.

Liu Jingxin found a guitar, and Da Yang moved a stone from nowhere, and turned out two empty mineral water bottles.

What to sing first?

Liu Jingxin thought for a moment and felt that it was approaching the National Day, so he sang "My Motherland and Me" with finger playing chords, and Dayang used a mineral water bottle to beat stones as a drumbeat.

"I and my motherland cannot be separated for a moment, and wherever I go, I leave behind a hymn......

At first, when other people heard Liu Jingxin sing this song, they thought that Liu Jingxin was a funny idea, but everyone listened to him sing with sincere feelings and serious expressions, and they all sang along unconsciously.

“…… My motherland and I are like the sea and the waves, the waves are the children of the sea, and the sea is the support of the waves......"

After everyone sang the song together, they cheered and applauded, even at night, as if they felt the sunshine, dispelling the dullness and gloom caused by the ghost story just now, and mobilizing everyone's emotions.

At the beginning of such a song, they did not choose rock songs very personal preferences, but sang a lot of pop songs, folk songs, and even children's songs that everyone could sing along.

If someone passes by at this time and hears a group of men and women singing "Ahhhh

Music can make people happy, and it can also make time pass very quickly.

Before I knew it, it was already past nine o'clock in the night.

In normal times, this time is just the beginning of the nightlife, but today everyone is really working very hard, and at this time they are already showing tiredness.

Liu Jingxin felt that it was almost over, so he put away the guitar and made the next arrangements.

The members of the program team are very tired, although this is their job, but people's hearts are long, so Liu Jingxin suggested that the staff of the program team and the four girls of Yingyan go back to the tent to rest, and he and his brothers were divided into three groups and took turns to keep vigil to ensure the safety of everyone.

This is a wilderness, and no one is staring, so it definitely won't work.

At Liu Jingxin's insistence, he stayed outside the tent alone as all the members of the first group of the vigil for the first half of the night, that is, more than two hours from nine o'clock to midnight.

From 0:00 to 3:00, Da Yang and Zhang Xun will guard it, and from 3 to 6:00 it will be arranged for Jiang Li and Bao Yi. After six o'clock, the sun should have come out, the sky should be bright, and naturally there is no need for any more vigils.

After sending the brothers back to the tent, Liu Jingxin wrapped himself in a thick blanket and sat quietly under the string of camping lights, unconsciously recalling the ghost story told by Luo Qiaoqiao.

Suddenly, he heard a slight zipper sound, he looked up and looked in the direction where the sound came from, and saw Tan Yingying crawling out of the tent lightly.