At the same time, another voice told me not to chase out, not to go out of this circle, otherwise my life would be in danger.

Finally reason prevailed, and the moment I listened to the door being slammed shut, I knew that my crush would never come to fruition.

The house was quiet again, and I sat on the ground sadly, thinking in my heart, Liu Zhi should have arrived at the entrance of the village at this time, and the lotus flowers in the pond should be sent to me, hoping that he can remember the beauty of this village.

The windows of the house were blown by the wind, but I didn't feel cool at all, but felt that it was getting hotter and hotter, and after a while my clothes were soaked.

I wiped my sweat and looked at the clock again with anxiety, it was already half past eleven, and it was still some time before dawn, and I could not sit still.

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter outside the door, and the sound was crisp and beautiful, and I couldn't help but feel a lot more comfortable.

A little girl with a black flute jumped in and sat down at the table in front of me. I remembered that it was this girl who had a headache that day.

The little girl looked closely at the flute in her hand, but I saw that her wrist was wearing a bracelet that was exactly the same as mine. A hundred years of lightning strikes jujube wood, and the hideous Heavenly Master Zhong Kui is carved, how can this be?

I wondered if it was a pair, and the little girl got up and went to bed. The moment she lay down, I felt very relaxed, and when I looked at myself, I turned into that little girl, who was lying comfortably on the bed at this time.

Through the hazy mosquito net, a figure of a woman was sewing clothes, and outside the door was the voice of two men, I could hear clearly, and jumped out of bed barefoot, and wanted to go over to have a look, but I saw two people dragging heavy chains in, and the clanging sound of the chains in the middle of the night hit my heart. My eyes widened, and the chains were chained to the legs of the two men, which had been ground to the bone. Their bodies are covered with criss-crossing whip marks, each of which is extremely clear, and the appearance of flesh and blood makes my heart ache inexplicably.

The woman put down the needle and thread in her hand and turned around, and I found that her pupils were horribly white, and she smiled at me, showing her white teeth, and called out my name in pain.

"Lixin, you're Lixin, my daughter. ”

At the same time, two men walked towards me, shouting to me in a miserable voice as they walked: "Lixin, we are so hard, Lixin, you have to save us." We're in so much pain......"

I had tears in my eyes, as if something had melted into my heart, these people were the people I saw that day, who were they? Why did I feel familiar when I saw them, and I had a sense of blood connection?

I wanted to go up and hug them, but suddenly a hand fell from the sky, and the rotten arm grabbed the two men fiercely, only to hear a heart-rending scream, and the two men were pulled by that hand towards an infinite black hole. The woman screamed and ran towards the black hole. The unprecedented heartache spread throughout my body.

My face was already washed with tears, and I wanted to run up and grab the woman. But there was a sudden sharp pain in my head, and I felt something pull me, and I instantly became conscious.

There was nothing in front of me, where was the bed, where was the figure? I was alone, standing alone in the formation. And now I'm almost out of this lap, it's really dangerous.

I felt a little chill in my feet and neck, and when I looked closely, I took a breath of cold air. I felt like something was pulling me just now, but now it seems that I was really being pulled, otherwise I would have been out of this formation. A bruise-purple handprint on my foot and neck was clearly left by pulling me just now.

Who could it be, wake me up when I'm most in danger. Looking inside the house, no trace was found. There was only that tablet, which made me feel strange.

Who is Narcissus? Could it be my mother? But if it was my mother, why didn't my father let me in? Who would it be? Is this a person's name, or is it the title of a fairy family? I don't know, I can't figure it out.

After sitting a little bored for a while, I got up and looked at the time, it was exactly twelve o'clock. My father told me that at twelve o'clock is when the ghost gate is closed, and all the ghosts will wander in the world, and at three o'clock in the morning, the ghost gate will be closed, and then the ghosts will return to the underworld, and then I will be safe.

"Spirit, you can come out. ”

The father pushed the door in, with a smile on his face and looked refreshed.

"Didn't you say it would be until dawn?

I asked in surprise, it seems that I have already avoided it.

The father nodded: "Yes, things are going more smoothly than expected, you can come out, are you tired?"

I stretched and walked out of the circle. At that moment, I heard the tablet seem to move, but when I looked again, there was nothing unusual.

I want to take a shower and get some good sleep, the day is really tiring.

I feel relaxed, but I become nervous after going out. In the courtyard, my father was dressed in a yellow robe, and he was doing it when he opened the altar. He saw me come out with a look of shock and pain.

And the moment I saw my father, the blood was frozen, and my father opened an altar for me in the courtyard, so who was the person behind me?

I didn't dare to look back, I felt that it was a little difficult to breathe, and I desperately tried to run to my father's side, but my legs did not obey. After feeling the cool air coming from behind me, I finally couldn't hold back and fainted.

I woke up from the cold, and there was a long cry in my ears. Everything in front of me made me frightened, and it was dark again.

Realizing that I might be in the underworld again, the first thing I did was look at my wrist, but fortunately the bracelet was still there, and no ghost could hurt me.

Unlike last time, there are a lot of people here, no, a lot of ghosts. They were all mutilated, constantly shuttling around me, back and forth.

There was a lot of crying here, and I got up and looked at it, and a lot of ghosts were crying, and some were hurting themselves over and over again.

"What kind of place is this? I'm wronged, I can't die. ”

I shouted into the air.

"We have also wronged you......"

"Wronged, I was killed......"

"Wronged, my longevity hasn't reached yet......"

I didn't expect my words to make more ghosts shout together.

"It's useless, the people here are all immature and don't die, so you can save some effort. ”

A cold voice sounded beside me.

It was a middle-aged man who spoke, who had no arm and blood all over his body.

"Why? What is this place?"

"This is a city of vain death, and it is all ghosts of unnatural deaths. Here they have to repeat the scene of death day and night, and the process is extremely painful. Some couldn't stand it, so they jumped off the bridge and let their souls fly away. Others go to the yang world and find a substitute ghost to replace themselves, and then they can be reincarnated. If you want to return the yang, it is absolutely impossible. ”

After the man finished speaking, he was hit by a car and lay on the ground with blurred flesh and blood, it seems that he was hit by a car before his death. Now he is repeating the process of his own death.

I just felt my scalp tingle, and I looked at the darkness of the city, as tragic as the Japanese devils slaughtered the city during the war.

I tried to find an exit, but I walked for a long time and didn't get out. There are ghosts everywhere here, and there is not a moment of silence. I was thirsty and tired, but I learned the lesson of the last time and was determined not to eat what was here.

Walking to a bluestone slab, I saw a man lying on it. When I got closer, I found out that he was Zhao San from our village.

Zhao Sanmad's real name is Zhao Oak, he is a madman, and the time of onset is very regular every day. Crazy three times a day, morning, noon, and noon. So everyone gave him another name and called him Zhao Sancrazy.

Although Zhao Sanmad is a madman, he is not dead, I don't know why, his soul will be here.

Just when I was confused, two yin cha came over, holding a barbed whip in their hands, and they were mad at Zhao San.

Zhao Sanmad was in unbearable pain, his body hugged into a ball, and he screamed in pain while rolling. This scene made me feel incredible, because Liu Sanmad was like this when he was sick.

"This person is pitiful, I don't know what he has committed, every morning, noon and evening, the Yin soldiers will capture his three souls and six spirits to be tortured, so ah, people can't do things that lack virtue. ”

When I looked back, it was the same old woman who spoke last time.