When the sun was setting and night was approaching, Ming Mo sat in a rocking boat and walked through the swamps of the valley. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was no bottom under the ship, and as the night got deeper and deeper, I didn't know what was getting closer, taking advantage of the dark shadows.

The more the light converges, the more daring it becomes.

Stiff limbs kept pounding on the boat at their feet, and the whole hull hummed.

But it couldn't ram it hard, for in the bow sat the little man carved out of wood, the only thing it feared, and it exuded an even more dangerous aura in the night.

The wooden figure giggled all the way, turning his head with fire to look east and west, as if he had never seen anything and was curious.

The sound of the fishtail boiling sounded in the direction of the stern of the boat, and the thick fishy smell made Ming Mo sick to his stomach, but as long as he opened his mouth, the cold wind pouring in his throat was as painful as a knife.

"Don't look back, remember...... Can't go back! Don't look back......"

She kept repeating that this was what Bo Ling had told her when he handed the puppet to her for the first time.

But why can't we turn back? Bo Ling didn't know, maybe it was because after turning around, your head would be fascinated by what was behind you, and you would never be able to turn back.

Back and forth on this road, usually only Ming Mo is alone, I didn't feel anything to be afraid of before, it's a big deal to sing louder, or scold the person who is unhappy in my heart.

The villain sat in the bow of the boat, and she sat in the stern, and it was there after a while.

But today, I always feel that something is different, and an inexplicable sense of fear fills the whole person, and every small wind and grass makes her grit her teeth.

What the hell is it? Not the one under the boat, not the one approaching in the dark, but the one with the bow playing madly.

The wooden figure turned his head back and looked at her with his knife-cut eyes.

Black sparks were burning in the depths of the skull, and those eyes were more like ghosts from the depths of darkness at the moment.

The firelight deepened the gloom, as if to say, "Look, my eyes are full of scary thoughts!" ”

It felt that Ming Mo had been staring at itself, and suddenly asked in its strange voice, "What do you want to do!" ”

Ming Mo finally realized that the wooden villain could really talk to himself, unlike before, although he was enchanted, except for shaking his head, his hands and feet were still paralyzed on the side.

Even throw it anywhere, if you don't pick it up, it's really just a wooden doll.

It didn't wait for Ming Mo to answer, like an old friend, it found something to talk to and chatted: "I didn't think before, I reached out and touched it by myself just now, so many scars, can it not hurt?" You see, there's a mess of everything......"

It turned around in a deliberate manner, turning the back of one hand to it, but it couldn't touch itself at all.

"Yikes!"

The wooden villain suddenly roared.

Frightened, Ming Mo turned around very quickly along the place it was pointing.

Wherever the stern of the ship passed, countless human heads were jumping out of the water.

They raised their chins high, their mouths were rounded, their thin skins could even be seen in the concave rings of their mouths, and their whole limbs were tightly wrapped around their torsos, like fish, tumbling and jumping up and down from the water, and so on all the way to the place where the boat had sailed.

“…… Isn't that the one who lives next door to your house? The wooden man climbed onto Mingmo's shoulder and whispered behind her ear, "Why is he here?" But...... Giggles, even if I'm not dressed, I still know it! ”

Ming Mo couldn't move, and with the villain's giggles, those people seemed to suddenly find this side, and they all put down their faces to look at her.

It's really a fish, the whole face is flat, the eyes are on both sides of the nose, the mouth is deliberately made into a neat circle, and the head cavity keeps making a sound like "snort".

They jumped back and forth like this, their slick bodies colliding into each other from time to time, and the sound of "ping-pong" kept coming, and they fell to the side heavily.

This scene was stalemate for most of the night, the ship would not stop, and the things behind it were always chasing.

It wasn't until the bow of the ship gently touched the shore that everything plunged headlong into the darkness and disappeared, and the moon shone again.

Ming Mo's legs were still weak, and the wooden villain took advantage of her struggle to get up, and gurgled into her sleeves.

In front of him was a silent sentry post, a tall black tower, covering the small village behind.

Legend has it that this watchtower is from a time ago, when it was filled with a dark arsenal that stretched all the way to the outer walls of Banli City.

Until a certain war or natural disaster razed the place, the lights on the black tower were never lit again.

Then it was demolished and rebuilt for generations, and now there are so many families living here.

And although the Black Tower remained, a lock was like a ghost in history, and no one entered it again.

"Hurry up!" The wooden man puffed up a bag in his sleeve and urged in a sullen voice, "Aren't you worried about what will happen?" ”

How not to worry! But Ming Mo is also a strange temper, just like hearing about her brother's death, the more unbearable and imaginable things are, the more she pretends not to care.

If you can't see it and can't remember it, it's like it didn't happen anyway, and when you really can't escape, then let's talk about it!