When the old man heard me say this, his expression was directly stunned, and he was clearly saying that what he just said to you was all nonsense?

In fact, this is also a helpless thing, because the ghost is below, and we have no other way to choose.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade us, he could only shake his head and sigh in agreement, and without saying anything more, he began to lead us to the corridor that led to the underground.

Following him, we walked through the factory, and along the way the old man kept introducing us like a tour guide, saying what the hell this piece was, and what the hell that piece was.

Why this ghost died, how he came to this place, how the ghost died, how he came to come, and what came out of his mouth were all stories, some good and some bad, just like listening to a book.

We walked in the factory, from time to time someone was talking in our ears, some people were laughing and someone was walking around, and there would be people filming ourselves behind us, and sometimes where the mobile phone swept over, it was likely that there was a ghost standing there, either covered in blood, or missing an arm or leg, greeting the camera.

I'm nothing, it's just that the fans on the mobile phone barrage have gone crazy, and I don't know what it will be like when I find Liu Xin and return the phone to him, I hope he won't be banned.

This was also the first time my brother and I really experienced the world of ghosts, and we realized that ghosts are not necessarily evil, and they may not always be harmful.

They are also human beings in their lifetimes, and they live like us, whether they are men or women, old or young, and what they pursue is nothing more than the most ordinary days.

But life is always ill-fated, it will never be smooth sailing, and the suffering that you can't survive when you live will not be able to survive, some people choose to die and reincarnate, and some people become ghosts because they are too obsessed, but not many people are really evil, even if they become ghosts, they still maintain the benign in their hearts.

The reason why people are afraid comes from ignorance of things, and when you see clearly, you are not afraid.

According to the old man, there are at least a hundred ghosts living in this factory, and they maintain the rules of non-aggression against each other, and some have even become friends.

On the way, I asked the old man, do you know Liu Xin's whereabouts?

He said: "If you are captured by the ghosts above, you don't have to worry, most of them are just tricks, I will help you find him, but if you are taken away by the below... Then it is unknown. ”

I didn't speak, and my mind began to think that if Liu Xin was taken away by something below, it was very likely to be a ghost hook, because it was the only one that could shuttle back and forth between the upper and lower floors.

Does that also mean that it already knows that we are coming?

I was thinking about it when I suddenly heard my brother ask the old man, "Then how did you die?" Even the head is broken. ”

I was actually very curious when I heard this, because my head was broken, and it would never be a normal death.

The old man walked in front with his head in his arms, and said without looking back: "Died unexpectedly, when I was alive, I was working in a logging factory, and once I put a wooden plank on the machine tool, and I accidentally slipped under my feet, and my body was crooked, and my head hit the machine tool chainsaw, and it was gone." ”

When he said this, his tone was very calm, but the two of us who listened to it had a chill down our spines, subconsciously touched our necks, and said uneasily: "That... It must have hurt. ”

"Nope." The old man said calmly: "I died too quickly, my head was gone all of a sudden, I didn't react at all, and when I reacted, I was already a soul standing next to the corpse, but what made me uncomfortable was that it took me a long time to accept the fact that I died like this." ”

"But then I also wanted to open it, after all, people always die, anyway, I'm so old, and my health is not particularly good, in case I get old and get a serious cancer or something, it's better to die like this, so it's good to think about it, Lord Yama just let me go a little early."

"I didn't expect you to be quite optimistic." My brother said on the side.

"I don't remember how many years I've been a ghost, and I can't reincarnate in this situation, so I'm slowly getting used to it, the reason why it's difficult for people is that it's hard to remember when they're alive, if there's no memory, there's nothing, just like those who are reincarnated, they don't remember the things of their previous lives, but like me, I still remember a lot of things in my life, and I watched my former relatives slowly grow old and die, which is actually a very difficult thing."

The old man's words made my heart tremble, people died, but they didn't leave, they have something to worry about.

If my mother really died, would she be the same, silently watching us somewhere?

I looked at my brother, and he didn't say anything with his head down, his eyes a little glazed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After walking for about twenty minutes, the old man led us to a door and said uneasily: "Here we are, there is a corridor behind the door, and at the end of the corridor is the door to the underground, and you can only walk by yourself." ”

I nodded and thanked him, and the old man continued: "I know that you are not ordinary people, so I want to ask you one thing, because the situation on the upper and lower floors is complicated, and we can't go down, but through guessing, we found that the things on the lower floor should not be able to come up, and no one knows what the reason is, the only thing that can pass through the upper and lower floors is the ghost of the soul, so this guy has done a lot of evil things, it always persecuts us on the upper floor, and even takes advantage of people's unpreparedness to pull it underground..."

When I heard the old man say this, I probably understood what it meant, and I wondered, "You want us to get rid of it?" ”

"You have a grudge against it, needless to say, you will get rid of it, I want you to do another favor."

"What?"

"Let's see if we can find the ghosts down there." The old man's tone was a little regretful and uneasy: "Many of them don't deserve such a fate, if it is possible to bring them back as much as possible?" ”

I didn't speak, I looked down and thought, but my brother had some light in his eyes on the side, and nodded affirmatively: "We promise you." ”

When the old man heard this, his eyes were full of gratitude: "Thank you, I won't send you the next road, you are good people, you will be fine." ”

After he finished speaking, he gently pushed the door open for us, and the moment I entered, I habitually looked back, and saw an eyeless child squatting not far behind me, holding a charred doll in his hand, hiding in the corner and secretly observing us, not daring to approach.

"Next time I come, I'll buy you a big one and bring it over." Looking at that child, I don't know why I felt a faint pain in my heart, at his age, not more than ten years old, shouldn't he be growing up happily in the love and care of his parents?

But the truth is, what happened to him that caused him to lose his eyes and even his life?

There are some things that cannot be studied deeply, because you may not have the ability to bear the truth.

The moment we walked in the door, the door suddenly began to close by itself, and in that instant, I heard the old man's voice: "You cat is so fat, alas, it's a pity... ”

I didn't hear the next words, the door slammed shut, and there was a dead silence all around, there was no sound, and it was quiet and scary.

The old man's words echoed in my head, and I felt a little surprised and uneasy in my heart, he could see the fat boy as a ghost? Does that mean... Fat boy is also a ghost?

At this time, the fat boy seemed extremely restless for some reason, and hurriedly jumped on my shoulder, and his voice was a little scared: "This place makes me feel very uncomfortable... ”

I looked up and saw a long and narrow dark corridor behind the door, too dark to see the end or how long, there was no light in the corridor, but strangely there were white candles on the walls, one every few meters.

My brother took out a lighter to light candles as he walked in front, and as the candles on the walls lit up, my vision began to become clearer, and my whole heart began to pull up, and I saw a lot of faces sticking to the walls on both sides of the corridor!

The faces of these people were distorted and strange, very real, some with their mouths open, some with their eyes closed, and at first glance, it seemed as if there were many people struggling in pain inside the walls.

I only glanced at it, and I felt a little uneasy, and when I got closer to look at it, I found that these people's faces didn't seem to be real, and when I touched them with my hand, they felt very strange, slippery and wet, and I dropped a piece with a light buckle, put it on the tip of my nose and smelled it, and my heart was suddenly puzzled: "Made of wax?" ”

My brother was more direct, without thinking about it, he stretched out his finger and poked it into the eyes of the person and sniffed it, frowned: "It's really, pretending to be a ghost, I thought it was full of dead people." ”