The wind is blowing.

The leaves are "rustling", occasionally accompanied by a few birdsongs. Nature composes a beautiful sound with its own rhythm, and if it weren't for the fact that the weather was a little colder and there were more things at hand, Xinyi really wanted to stop and listen.

The wind in the mountains was always cooler than in the city, and Xinyi tightened the collar of her trench coat and bent down to carefully inspect the spirit gathering device.

It's been more than ten minutes since the separation, and there are no less than three or four devices in place, why haven't you seen a single vole? Is it that someone else is catching too hard, or is she too stupid?

Xinyi was a little frustrated, shrugged her shoulders and continued to walk forward.

The roads in the mountains are basically made by people, and the further Xinyi walks, the thinner she becomes, the trees and grass on both sides gradually become more and more lush.

Xinyi stopped. If you go further, you will really enter the deep mountains and old forests. Xinyi took out her phone to unlock the screen, there was not much left before the agreed meeting time, and there was no signal here, so it was better to hurry back home.

But she walked around and around, but she couldn't reach the agreed meeting place. She obviously followed the path she had come, but since when, Xinyi felt that she had been circling in the forest, and the bushes seemed to have grown legs, and they followed wherever she went.

“…… When I came, there weren't so many trees on either side of the road......"

There is no signal on the mobile phone at all, and now they can't contact Jiayu and them at all.

"Hah!"

Xinyi put her phone back in her pocket. Today's people are so reliant on modern technology that they become panicked and useless when they run out of options. It's a pity that she, Miss Wu Xinyi, is not a person who will give in to difficulties lightly, nor is she a person who will cry when she is alone. She took a deep breath, luckily dantian, put her hands to her mouth in the shape of a trumpet, and then—

"Someone!"

The wind is still blowing, and the leaves and the wind hug each other to make a sweet "rustle" sound, which is still so pleasant. When it was pleasant, there were a few discordant sounds.

"Whew!"

"Hey!"

"Hah!!"

"Wangwang-!!"

Five minutes later-

“…… Call...... Call...... Whew......"

Xinyi propped her hands on the trunk of the tree and panted heavily.

“…… Hehehe, these guys...... Isn't it all dead people...... "Xinyi's throat was hoarse, and the resentment squeezed out of her throat was as cold as ice in the far north.

It's a pity that her complaints, like the shouting just now, didn't reach anyone's ears.

At dusk, the sun is full of mountains.

The lush woods block the light, and it is already difficult to preserve the temperature of the sun in the mountains, and when the sun sets, it gets even colder.

Cold and tired, she could no longer walk, and sat down against the trunk of the tree.

"Could it be that I will be the next victim? …… When they come over next year, I'll have to think about how to greet them......"

Xinyi gradually closed her eyes.

Opened it up again!

She stood up and looked warily at the bushes ahead.

It was soft, light, but she did hear something rattle.

"Who's there?" Her eyes lit up.

It won't be Jiayu them. She was already past the appointed time, they must be looking for her frantically, and they must not have the leisure to play hide and seek with her.

Xinyi made a defensive stance.

The shadows of the trees moved, and a figure stepped out of the bushes.

Both of them were stunned.

"You ......"

Xinyi stared at the man in front of her, who had a sloppy beard and unkempt hair. Seeing him, Xinyi suddenly remembered Yewu, but this man was not as light and indifferent as Yewu. What's more, the person in front of him is definitely a living person.

Thinking of Yewu, Xinyi's heart twitched, so that the question was half a beat slower.

But the man came back to his senses first, and he shouted: "Can you get in?" You can get in? ”

Xinyi didn't understand what he was expressing, he covered his mouth with his hands full of disbelief, and suddenly remembered something, and asked eagerly: "What year is this year?" ”

This man is weird. "2016, of course."

The man staggered back after hearing this, biting his lip, staring at Xinyi with a pair of bloodshot eyes, and muttering something that Xinyi didn't understand: "...... To put it this way...... Five years have passed...... So I've ...... No wonder you can come in, no wonder you can come in......"

"Hey, you...... Are you okay? How do I get back to the village? I seem to be lost. ”

The man said miserably: "You can't get out...... Since she let you in, you can't get out again...... In five years, you'll be ...... too"

The man stopped looking at her and turned to leave.

"Hey, hey, hey! This big brother, can you not pretend to be a ghost and scare me? You big old man scare me a weak woman, do you think it's very glorious? Xinyi chased after her.

The man stopped, turned to look at her, and said in surprise, "You...... You say you're a woman? ”

…… What a faux pas. What's wrong with this man? Isn't she just dressed up as Sherlock Holmes, isn't she just tucking her hair in her hat, so that he can't tell whether he's a man or a woman?

As soon as Xinyi's hat was removed, her hair slid down, and she shook her head to smooth her hair, "Huh." ”

The man blinked, as if he had just swallowed a large duck egg. After a while, he suddenly held his head, looked up to the sky and laughed: "Ha! That woman must be crazy! Yes, she's already insane! I can't even tell the difference between men and women! ”

He threw down the sentence and turned to leave again.

"Wait! Wait a minute! Xinyi trotted in front of him and blocked his way, "There seems to be a problem with our communication, can you make it clearer?" ”

"You want to get out?"

"Uh-huh."

"I can't do it."

He bypassed her and was about to leave again.

Xinyi stretched out her arms and stopped again. The ghost's clever eyes rolled, and tears suddenly appeared in his eyes, and his face was full of grievances, which was really distressing.

A man is most afraid of a woman's tears, especially when he is still a good-looking woman in front of him, and he has no immunity.

The man looked at Xinyi and rubbed his hair, even if he wanted to, he couldn't stand up.

"You come with me, this is not the place to talk."

Xinyi didn't expect that there would be such a bungalow in such a deep mountain. It's not big, but it's more than enough for one person to live in.

Xinyi followed, there was only one room in the house, and the first thing she saw was a bed, a large, comfortable bed, enough for three people to sleep.

Other than that, Xinyi didn't see anything else. There was nothing but this bed, not even a table or a stool.

Xinyi was stunned. "Don't you sue me that this is your home?"

The man sat on the bed, and if he hadn't known that she was a little girl, he would have gone straight to the bed.

"This house was someone else's home, and now it's mine, but soon it'll be yours."

He raised his eyelids slightly, and then said, "You don't understand, do you?" This house is called 'A Pillow of Yellow Sorghum', and this forest is called 'There is no return'. I've been trapped here for five years, and now it's time to go to Hades, and five years later, it's you. ”

Xinyi took a step back and said, "You...... Are you sick? ”

"There is a female ghost here, I heard that she was born in the Tongzhi period of the Qing Dynasty, when there was a Taiping Heavenly Kingdom and a Westernization movement, she was helpless, met a man, and followed him. But her man is not a good thing, and after playing, he sold her to the kiln. The man who went to that kind of place was not a good thing, and he was full of tricks, not only ruining her body, but also disfiguring her.

Of course, the disfigured woman couldn't ask for it, so the bustard asked someone to bury her, bury her alive, and bury her in this mountain. But the people who buried her didn't make it alive. As soon as she swallowed her breath, she became a resentful spirit, trapping all the men who buried her, and she would repay her as they did to her.

"From the time she followed the first man until she died, a total of five years passed, a total of five years of torture. So she also tortured the man for five years, and after five years she buried the man alive.

That's fair, she said.

"There are many men who have died at her hands in the past two hundred years. Now that my fifth year is here, she lets you in, and soon it will be you. ”

This is the most ridiculous story Xinyi has ever heard, she really doesn't want to believe it, but she has to believe it. If it weren't for the power of the female ghost, how could she not be able to get out of this mountain forest? She suddenly remembered the old woman, her son who had been missing for five years.

"So, that guy named Zhiping ......"

"Zhiping is me, I am Zhiping." The corners of the man's mouth curled, but it was hard to mistake him for laughing, "So you've seen my wife." Is she okay? ”

"It's bad."

Zhiping stood up and sat down slowly. He had no choice but to wait for death.

"So you've lived here for five years, and there's only this one bed?"

"It's enough to have this bed. Don't forget what happened to her, don't forget how she is going to deal with men with a tooth for a tooth. He smiled suddenly, "I won't tell you, lest I dirty your little girl's ears." I see you put that hat on and stuff your hair in. There was suddenly a living woman in this room, and I was really not used to it. ”

Lonely men and widows live in the same room, or a room with only one bed.

Xinyi stepped back again, looking at Zhiping warily.

Zhiping no longer looked at her, but lay on the bed, crossed his legs, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

A dying person, where is he still in the mood to touch a woman.

Xinyi's hand reached into her pocket, and there was a soul-binding rope inside. She only has this one against the evil spirits.

"When is the female ghost coming?"

"Maybe it's tomorrow night, maybe it's tonight."

Yuan Yuan said that night is the time when the spirit loves to haunt the most.

The bed was huge, and Zhihei only lay on one side, leaving plenty of room to sit. But Xinyi was reluctant to sit on the only bed in the room, not only because she was wary of Zhiping, but also because there was too much filth and corruption on this bed, and she felt disgusted.

Xinyi walked to the corner of the room and sat on the ground with her legs crossed.

She has to wait now.

Even if the female ghost is powerful, it can't affect the sunset and moonrise.

It's getting dark.

Zhiping had already fallen asleep, and the sound of him snoring was in the room.

Xinyi still held her legs and didn't move. It wasn't until there was a faint sound outside that she slowly turned her head to the door.

Here she comes.