The bright moonlight was obscured by dark clouds.

Every 100 meters or so on the side of the street, there is a street lamp that is about to be scrapped, which is originally a suburb, so the circuit maintenance is not proper enough, and the lights are dim at the same time, flickering and flickering, just like the classic bridge scene in the movie when it is haunted.

Approaching September, the geographical location is located in the northeast of Songdong City, the temperature difference between day and night is very large, it is no problem to wear single clothes during the day, but at night without a coat, you can definitely freeze out goosebumps.

The old fertilizer plant in Songdong covers an area of about 7 square kilometers, and is surrounded by rusty iron fences in some places and in other places by peeling and dilapidated painted brick walls. The factory, which was already uninhabited, was even more desolate in the silence of the night, and even from time to time there would be two small wild cat calls, like a superior medicine that made people more and more afraid.

On the front of the fertilizer plant are two iron doors 2.5 meters high, and the gap in the middle of the doors and the top of the door are equipped with rotten anti-theft iron gun heads.

Although the iron spear head has little effect, it will at least make the little thief who wants to climb over the wall to enter think more.

The gust of wind blew slowly, and the hearts of those who touched it couldn't help but chill.

Fang Fatzi brushed the messy wool rolls: "This black paint is so black, it doesn't seem good for the two of us to go in so boldly."

"That's what I thought too."

I nodded yes.

Even if I turned on the sensor function, the visibility was only three meters, and I couldn't find out what would happen at all, and the guy in my hand was not fully prepared, so I ran directly into someone's nest and worked hard with others.

It must be me who dies.

If you don't do something worthwhile, you can't do it.

The mother of the system was silent as if she had cut off the WiFi and lost the signal, and nearly ten minutes had passed, and not a single instruction had been given.

It made me even more overwhelmed, standing outside the door, neither entering nor retreating, and I couldn't guess what the system mother was hiding.

"What are you doing? Let's go, and we'll come back tomorrow during the day. ”

When Fang Fatzi saw my stiff facial expression, he knew that I was also stubborn now, so he gave him a step down.

"Wait."

I expect a reply from the system mom.

Because if I go, God knows if the system mother will judge me in the middle of the task, produce a timid mood, and then directly judge the mission failure.

Then I can really go to the morgue and book a bed.

"You say, is there anyone in this factory, and if there is someone, will they find us?" Fang Fatzi saw that I had no intention of leaving, and in order to alleviate the weirdness set off by the environment, he stupidly made a boring joke.

"Are you blind? Didn't you see that security camera hanging on the wall? ”

I was uneasy and irritable for no reason, pointing at the camera on the wall, and the fat man on the other side was scolded inexplicably, as soon as the words came out, I felt that something was wrong, and quickly changed my tone: "Let's go, let's not stay here, go home!"

"What's wrong?"

Fang Fatzi thought that he had said something wrong, and accidentally touched my suppressed nerves that were about to die.

"It's okay, we're not here anymore! Go home! ”

I grabbed his hand and dragged him back the way he came, not wanting to stay here for a quarter of an hour.

Because just a moment ago, I realized that a wave of anger actually invaded my spirit while I was not paying attention, trying to occupy my mind, trying to turn my IQ to zero, and then kill me easily.

After I saw through everything, I noticed the surrounding furnishings, the gate is three meters away, there are three willow trees, the leaves of the willow branches, fall clean, bare and want to have no vitality, the middle position of the three willow trees are three parallel to each other, the hole is not too wide tree holes, the wind that circulates over, in the tree hole cycle blows, and when the wind is a little stronger, it will break the circulation method, blowing into the factory area. And the willow trees are placed in a right-angled triangular position, which looks very eye-catching at night.

Since ancient times, willow trees in China have been said to be "mound trees", and their attributes are yin, because of traditional habits and growth factors, willow trees are more abundant next to the grave and in front of the lake.

There is also the legend of the "Soul Willow". Legend has it that as long as a dead person is buried under the willow tree, the soul of the deceased cannot be transcended, and is bound by the yin energy of the willow tree.

The three willow trees are placed in front of the main entrance, representing the lock yin and the gathering of yin, and the three tree holes are to let the yin qi of the three willow trees be accommodating with each other, and from the perspective of using the willow tree as a carrier, the mixed yin qi will be agreed.

The direction of the wind blowing is the place where the willow tree begins to blow into the door, which is called "borrowing wind luck", which pays attention to gathering yin with trees, creating yin with wind, and achieving a high-level natural feng shui array with yin on yin.

This kind of feng shui array is also called "Sanliu Kaitai", the purpose is to nourish yin with yin, and live to death.

Not to mention that ten thousand ghosts come to worship, at least one hundred ghosts can reach the night walk.

It's nowhere near what I can match now.

I endured my trembling hands, dragged the fat man, and walked more than a hundred meters away.

This mission is completely different from the last time, and if you don't make foolproof preparations, you will inevitably end up with your life.

It's a death horizontal, so it's better to try to gamble and pray that the sympathy of the system mom will flood and give me a chance to do it all over again.

"Ding......

The voice of the system finally arrived in my long-awaited anticipation.

"Due to the host's lack of preparation, the system will give the host a chance to start over and update the mission clues."

The system's mother added again: "The clue of this mission is to explore the old fertilizer factory in Songdong and find and understand the true meaning of the mission."

"What does it really mean?"

I was nervous and stopped my panicked pace and whispered the last words of my mother.

Is there anything hidden in this mission like the last one? Or is it a human choice that I need to make?

The kind that doesn't drive me crazy and never gives up?

"Brother Yi, what's wrong with you?"

Fang Fatzi's question successfully interrupted my conjecture.

"Not much."

I then replied, and then bent down: "Come on, I'll run on your back, it's not good to take a taxi here."

"Okay."

Fang Fatzi skillfully jumped on my back this time.

"Gone!"

I'm running for my life, so it's better to escape as soon as possible.

……

Inside a building of an old fertilizer factory.

In a room similar to a rest bedroom, the man in the task clue photo sat on a chair with a missing leg, holding a thermos box in his hand, and tearfully blowing millet porridge, wanting to blow millet porridge cooler.

There was a single bed in front of the man, and on the single bed lay a person, if the image is specific and detailed, it was a blackened corpse that was about to be dried.

But this corpse has convulsive breathing caused by chronic pharyngitis and severe rhinitis, and the sound of the throat bursting out is like the gasp of a dying person crying for help. The lower abdomen covered with the quilt seems to rise and fall due to breathing.

As if to prove that he didn't die.

The man scooped up the porridge with a spoon, carefully blew two bites, and brought it to the corpse's mouth: "Brother, you can eat."

"Ahh Yes... Ahh

The corpse's mouth was a small slit open like a zombie, and its throat was still letting out a disturbing dry howl.

"Drink slowly."

The man poured the porridge into the corpse's mouth, and the millet porridge flowed out along the corners of the corpse's mouth, wetting the pillow.

"Ahh Yes... Ahh

The corpse stared at the small eyes with extremely sunken eyes, as if it was self-complaining about its dissatisfaction with its own uselessness, and even having trouble drinking porridge.

"Brother..."

With hot tears, the man habitually picked up the towel prepared in advance on the side and gently wiped the liquid from the corpse's mouth: "Brother, I have prepared everything, you don't have to suffer this crime in the future, we will always be together......"