September 4, 2019

Luoyun Town is located on the top of Luoyun Mountain in the northwest of Zhonghai City. The winding and dangerous winding mountain road winds around Luoyun Mountain like a giant python. When you reach the top of the mountain, you can touch the sky with your hand, and you can wave your hand to a cloud. The feeling of relaxation and joy arises spontaneously, the breeze is like an immortal who rides a crane and travels in the wild, like a dandelion dancing in the wind, and it is compatible with heaven and earth at that moment.

There is a huge old tree in the center of town, and it takes about 30 people to hold hands around the trunk. The entire town of Luoyun is surrounded by trees, like a natural barrier, separating it from modern civilization. Fang Fan remembered his aunt's words, every tree was actually raised by the residents of Luoyun Town with their own blood and bones.

When Fang Fan thought of this, he did not feel fear and sadness, on the contrary, there was an indescribable romance that slowly fell into his heart from the cracks in the leaves. He didn't want to admit it, but the romance grinded his reason into powder that was still fresh in his twilight years as he sat in his rocking chair and recalled.

There is a sign at the entrance of the town that says Falling Cloud Town. It just so happened that an old man from the mountains and fields was passing by with a basket on his back, and Fang Fan stepped forward to greet the old man.

"Uncle, may I ask how Fang Haotian's family is going?"

The old man coughed, cleared his throat, and looked back at Fang Fan. Fang Fan was shocked, he found that the eyeballs of the old man's eyes were actually faint red.

"Oh, you said Haotian family. Just east of the town, there was a small tomb in front of his house, which was easily recognizable. ”

The old man's tone of voice was amiable, which made Fang Fan feel a lot more at ease. He guessed that the color of the old man's eyes probably had something to do with the seeds in his body. Fang Fan found the small tomb according to what the old man said, and the stone tablet read: The tomb of the child Fang Fan. Fang Fan's whole body trembled, and anyone who saw his tombstone probably had this reaction. Fang Fan lightly snapped the door knocker, once, twice, three times. No one answered inside, and just as Fang Fan was about to leave, a gap opened in the heavy wooden door, and Fang Fan stepped forward quickly.

"Hello, I'm looking for Haotian below."

"It's not such a person, you can go."

The man inside the door had a low voice and was very impatient, and there was a sinister aura between his eyebrows. His eyes were blood-red, sometimes exuding a bit of murderous aura, and he looked Fang Fan up and down again.

"You don't belong here, let's go."

Before Fang Fan could speak, the man slammed the door shut.

"Are you here for this family?"

Fang Fan turned around in response and saw a little girl about 12 years old standing in front of her, with a ponytail on her head, wearing a light-colored floral dress, and a pair of lace socks carefully wrapped in small lacquered leather shoes. Fang Fan squatted beside the girl.

"What's your name?"

"I'm Fang Xinran, and everyone in the town calls me Xiaoya."

"Xiaoya, do you know this family?"

"I don't know, my dad said he wouldn't let me get close to this family."

"Then you're not good."

"Shhhh

Fang Fan noticed that the little girl's eyes were normal. He remembered what his aunt had said that seeds would only be planted in the body of a baby boy. After separating from Xiaoya, Fang Fan decided to take a stroll around the town, aside from the worries, the environment here is still very good, the gentle breeze brings fresh air, and the surrounding woods also look very eye-catching, in addition to their origins, they are also pleasing to the eye.

The sun gradually hid itself from the western sky. Fang Fan came to a tavern, hunger hit his stomach, and he swore that he could definitely eat a cow now. As soon as Fang Fan sat down, the proprietress came.

"Rare, rare. What are you eating? ”

The proprietress looked at Fang Fan with a smile on her face. Fang Fan actually felt a little embarrassed for a while. After saying the names of several dishes one after another, the proprietress looked embarrassed.

"We're going to get some normal food, and we won't do what you say."

"Then have some of your specialties here."

After a while, the proprietress put the hot meal in front of Fang Fan, and a gust of wind swept the clouds. Fang Fan burped and finally calmed his stomach that was about to revolt, but what made Fang Fan feel strange was that the proprietress seemed to have been staring at him since she finished serving him food, but when Fang Fan looked at her, she hurriedly avoided Fang Fan's gaze.

Fang Fan walked to the counter, and the proprietress avoided Fang Fan's gaze again.

"How much?"

"30 pieces."

Fang Fan put a few hundred-yuan bills on the counter.

"Two questions. First, why do you keep looking at me. Second, what's the matter with seeds? ”

The proprietress didn't seem to expect Fang Fan to suddenly ask like this, and she was even more flustered for a while.

"There are no outsiders here all year round."

"How do you know I'm a foreigner?"

"Your eyes aren't red."

"That second question. What's the deal with seeds? ”

"This is our custom here. All baby boys must be blessed with the seed so that they have the strength to protect the town. ”

"Could it be that there's something weird in town?"

The proprietress took out a map of the town and put it in front of Fang Fan.

"What do you think this town looks like?"

Fang Fan looked left and right, his fingers still gesturing on the table.

"It's like a kanji."

"What word?"

"Scarlet."

"That's right, Falling Cloud is a cursed town."

"Cursed by what?"

"In the early days, it was a lake, but it was a mountain due to the changes in the earth's crust caused by earthquakes. After hundreds of years of baptism, a monster named Nightmare appeared in the mountains, which lived on the blood of baby boys, which was terrifying. Families would lock their boys in their houses all day, but even then there would still be the bodies of the boys who had been sucked clean. Later, a wandering monk came from afar, and used the Dharma to get rid of the nightmare, but the demonic nature of the nightmare was not extinguished, and it cursed the people of this town with the last evil thoughts to sacrifice themselves with blood for generations, otherwise they would be haunted by evil spirits. ”

"How did that come about?"

The proprietress took a sip of water.

"Don't worry, listen to me slowly. Later, the wandering monk buried the body in the center of the town and sealed it. After the Nightmare was destroyed, the people of the town enjoyed a free life, and gradually forgot the curse of the Nightmare, until one day the people of the town said one after another that they saw the evil spirits chasing them, and after a short time, those who saw the evil spirits went crazy, everything was like a plague that rose out of nowhere, wreaking havoc on the peace of the town. When the monk came to the place where the nightmare was buried, he suddenly found that a blood-red fruit had grown there. He never forgot the curse of the nightmare when he died, the monk went to the fruit, cut it open, and inside was a dense seed, he told all the boys in the town to take the seed, and since then no one in the town has heard any shouts about the evil spirit, and the town has been at peace again. ”

"Isn't that good?"

"Okay? When the wandering monk passed away, the eyes of all the men in the town who had been planted with seeds turned red, and they all saw evil spirits at different times and places. ”

"Aren't they all crazy?"

"Not really, it's just that everyone has a different ability to withstand this kind of mental devastation. Some people with strong psychological abilities can turn a deaf ear, but some people with weak psychological abilities have to be played with and applauded by those ghosts, and finally become not like people, ghosts and ghosts. ”

It's the same as what my aunt told me, but it's a terrible thing. Fang Fan also gradually realized the hard work of his parents.

"Do you still have that?"

"Of course, it's still in the centre of town. Every year, a blood-red fruit grows. ”

"It's still alive, it's like a puppet."

"It's better to die than to live. The people of the town, from science to superstition, tried everything to break it, and finally had to endure it. ”

"Then why don't you send your own children out of town?"

After the proprietress heard Fang Fan's words, the expression on her face suddenly turned from sunny to cloudy.

"In that case, for every child sent away, ten trees in the town will disappear out of thin air, which means that the seal on the nightmare will be weak, how do you think the people in the town will treat the people who send the child away?"

Fang Fan was silent, he didn't know what to say, he really wanted to see his parents at this time.

"There are a pair of eyes staring at you."

The gloomy tone of the proprietress was completely different from the pleasant face just now, suddenly the lights in the tavern went out, the proprietress disappeared, and Fang Fan fell to the ground, as if he had been pressed against a heavy stone slab. After about 2 minutes, I felt a lot more relaxed. Fang Fan stood up and looked around, there were broken tables and chairs, he felt sick to his stomach, opened his mouth and vomited, and spit out foul-smelling pus. Fang Fan only felt soreness on his body, insisting on walking on the street but felt more and more weak his legs, the moonlight was like a lantern vigil, the faint light helped Fang Fan see the road in front of him clearly, but in the end he fell to the ground, and the black shadow walking towards him was the last scene he saw before he fell unconscious.

September 7, 2019

Zhang Ze, Wanli, and Yuehan sat opposite each other, the three of them were all worried, Fang Fan had been away for three days, and he had not been in contact with Yuehan, and the worry in Yuehan's heart was like a rope that strangled her neck.

"Yuehan, don't worry. Fang Fan probably didn't hear the phone. ”

"The phone prompts that it is not in the service area, I'm afraid there is no signal at that place at all."

Zhang Ze and Wanli persuaded Yuehan one by one, Yuehan didn't squeak, her hands were clenched tightly in front of her chest, and she was silently chanting in her mouth, as if she was asking for blessings for Fang Fan.

"Yuehan, you tell me the location, and I'll go find him."

Zhang Ze couldn't sit still.

"Fang Fan has been gone for three days, and there is no news at all. I was really worried, but before he left, he told me that I wouldn't let you go to him, and that we would wait quietly for him to come back. ”

"Why didn't he let us go to him?"

He only said that it was called Luoyun Town, which was very closed to the outside world, and few outsiders went there for many years. Fang Fan always felt that it was very strange in his heart, and he was afraid of danger, so he didn't let us go to him. ”

"So just waiting? I won't wait, I'll go by myself, Wanli, you take care of Yuehan. ”

After Zhang Ze came out, he did not directly inquire about the whereabouts of Luoyun Town, but found Mo Zhu first. These days, Mo Zhu has been observing the movements of the Einsatzgruppen of Group K, afraid that they will do something out of the ordinary.

"Why are you here?"

"Do you know Falling Cloud Town?"

"All I know is that it's an old town, and it's shrouded in ancient curses."

"What curse?"

"That curse can turn a normal person into a superman, but with the fear of being haunted by ghosts for the rest of his life."

"How do you know?"

"Long Feng sent me on a mission before."

"What task?"

"Look for seeds."

"Seeds?"

"Why are you asking so much, you're very strange today."

"Fang Fan went there, and he hasn't been in contact for three days."

"Then he's probably dead, and outsiders aren't very welcome there."

"He's not a foreigner, that's his hometown."

"And what are you going to do?"

"Huh?"

"You came to me to inquire about Luoyun Town, it can't be as simple as just inquiring, right?"

"You tell me where Luoyun Town is, I'm going to find him."

Mo Zhu found a beautifully carved dagger and placed it close to his body.

"Let's go, I'll go with you."

"No, in case I have a three-long and two-short, you stay to protect Wanli."

"Okay, don't worry, the pieces of material from the Einsatzgruppen team can't hurt Wanli."

Zhang Ze's attitude towards Mo Zhu was a little confused, it turned out that there was a little hairy thief approaching Wanli, he was like a mad dog who had blown up hair, and now in the face of the special task force that specializes in assassinating killers, Mo Zhu would actually say that.

"Are you sure?"

Zhang Ze looked at Mo Zhu's back and said.

"You don't believe me?"

"That's not it..."

Mo Zhu sighed.

"It's your business to protect Wanli, and besides, the Einsatzgruppen is very safe during this time. I'm going to protect you now, you go to protect Wanli, I... I don't want to see her again. ”

Zhang Ze heard a hint of sadness in Mo Zhu's tone, and he put his hand on Mo Zhu's shoulder.

"I don't need you to comfort me, let's go."

The clouds gathered over Zhonghai City, and the moment they stepped out of the door, the rain poured down, and the stubborn soles of their shoes stepped on the puddles of water one after another, and the thunder exploded behind them.