After finishing the work, I dragged my body heavier than a ploughing ox, and slowly walked on the road of the town, although I did not live in the town since I was a child, but I also knew that this was a place that was a hundred times more lively than the village.

The evening sky was different from yesterday's, a dark cloud covering the town like a pot lid, it hung tightly over the town, the dark clouds appeared from the noon sun was at its strongest, and at first I thought it would rain heavily.

The wind has been slapping my rough face, I can't make a sound of slapping my face, I can feel such pain as a rough man, this wind may not be too weird, continue to drag the heavy body, rush to the residence, the rain has not fallen.

I looked up at the dark cloud, it was getting darker and darker, just when it was blackened badly, I could see the thunder and lightning in the dark cloud flashing constantly, the dark cloud created countless thunderbolts, the thunder and lightning did not know when to fall on the ground, so that the people on the road were a little scared, even the old man who set up the stall also packed up his things, and was about to go back to his home.

As I walked back to the house, I noticed something unusual, the house I rented was behind the bazaar, and it stands to reason that there would be more people going home, all of whom had to avoid this strange sky, but there was not a single figure in the street, not even the wild dog that had killed me yesterday, and the street became dead silent.

My body was originally entangled by fatigue, and I was instantly dispelled by the scene in front of me, in exchange for sobriety and cold sweat, the stalls in the bazaar are still in place, and each stall is putting things on it, but the people who sell things are not in the stalls, and the things that no one cares for are the easiest to provoke thieves, how can the bosses in the bazaar be willing to let things be taken away?

The more I walked towards the residence, the more sweat flowed from my body, not the cold that stayed on my skin, but the cold that suddenly appeared from my spine, which was the first time I had encountered it in so many years, and I picked up a wooden stick on the side of the road.

I held the wooden stick and continued to walk towards the residence, a group of black sesame seeds sized things were flying over the residence, I rubbed my eyes that were already frightened, and saw clearly the original shape of the pile of black sesame seeds in the sky, which was the last thing a living person wanted to see, and a flock of crows was flying over my residence, not like they were here to find food, and a few elephants were not enough for this group of crows to eat.

I finally arrived at the residence, but it would not give me any comfort, because near the residence stood a group of people, all of whom were looking towards my and my friend's residence, without the look of a living person on their faces, just standing in their place, staring at my residence.

"Hey, boss, what's going on?" I tugged at an old man to get a credible statement from him, and I saw that the old man's expression was the same as the floating corpse I was touching, the only difference was that the people standing were all with their eyes open.

I was in the midst of the standing crowd, trying to find someone who could answer me, and I was the only one who could say it, and they didn't give me an explanation or tell me to get out of here immediately, and the crowd stood still, staring at my dwelling.

But don't let anything happen, I can't handle so many people alone, let's just call them people.

I squeezed through the standing crowd and struggled to get closer to where my friend was, and the closer I got to the steps upstairs, the louder I could hear the crow flapping its wings, a response from the crow.

Whew~, the sound of the crows flapping their wings is getting louder and louder, they seem to encourage me to get closer to where my friends are, I am a human being, and I can't know what the crows want to express.

When I finally reached the first step upstairs, I threw away the stick in my hand and came out of the narrow gap, and curiosity drove me up the stairs to look back, and I was startled again, and the thing was getting stranger and stranger.

When I squeezed out of the crowd just now, they didn't have anything on their shoulders, and when I went upstairs and looked back, there was a crow on the shoulder of everyone standing, and the crows were staring at me.

I immediately ran up the stairs, the darkness in the corridor scared me more than the dark clouds, and I continued to run to my house despite this terrible phenomenon, I was afraid that my friend had been killed, and since the change in him I felt uneasy.

I pulled out the key, but the door was open, and the faint glow of an oil lamp did not give me any relief, for there was a smell of blood in the room, and it was the kind of blood that had just come out of my body.

I stepped into the house, there were some hairs on the floor, there were no corpses or blood, no friends were found, I approached the place where the oil lamp was held, and looked in the room with the oil lamp, but the light of the oil lamp could not illuminate the room.

The light of the oil lamp only illuminated what I could reach, and the darkness here was not the darkness of our normal world, but the darkness that could swallow the light, and I sweated and walked into the house with the oil lamp.

I found the source of the smell of blood in the kitchen, it was the wild dog that had chased me earlier, it was left with a full dog head, the other parts were scattered on the floor, and I took the oil lamp and walked to my friend's room.

My mind was as complicated as a stage play, and some played happy faces, because the corpse in the kitchen was not a friend's, but soon another anxious face appeared, and it shouted for me to abandon my friend and leave here.

I still came to my friend's room, he had his back to me, the light of the oil lamp could not stay on my friend's back, was he a source of darkness?

"Friend, come with me, it's so strange here." I was holding the oil lamp in my left hand, and my right hand was already holding my friend's hand.

The moment the two hands touched, an incomparably blocking cold went straight to my heart, and I was sure that this cold was brought by my friend.

"Hurry up, or you won't be able to escape." My right hand instinctively tugged at my friend's little hand, but I just couldn't pull him, and a rough man couldn't pull a man.

Boom, I was pushed to the ground by a stream of air, and the oil lamp fell to the ground, but it did not shatter, and it continued to provide me with light.

My friend finally turned around, the light of the oil lamp shining on his face, his face was younger, and an unspeakable horror was added, he had completely changed, and he was no longer the friend I knew.

"Thank you for being able to find such a suitable container for me to return to the human world." The friend's voice changed to another man's voice, a very unfamiliar one, and without any strength.

I looked at my friend's face, thought back to what had happened all the way, and suddenly fell into confusion, and this man with the face of a friend grabbed me by the neck with one hand, causing my feet to lift my feet off the ground.