Season 1: The Spiritual Realm of the Deserted Village Chapter 11 Evil Spirits 2

Lost in the wilderness

Author: Zhang Bixin

As mentioned last time, Yao Jing saw the female ghost leaving with Xiao Yue in the miasma, and she hurriedly chased after her to hold Xiao Yue's hand.

In the end, when Yao Jing was about to grab Xiao Yue's hand, she was caught by a young masked man behind her.

Yao Jing was taken aback, and when she looked back, she saw the masked young man, holding Yao Jing's right arm with both hands, leaning back.

He smiled at Yao Jing and said, "Can't you think about it like that?" It's an abyss ahead. ”

Yao Jing was stunned for a moment, then looked back, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

How can there be Xiaoyue and the female ghost in red in front of her, Yao Jing's right foot is on the ground, but her left foot is in a suspended state.

And under the right foot, there is a cliff, because of the miasma, but I don't know how deep this cliff is.

Yao Jing was so frightened that she hurriedly retreated, slumped on the ground, panting heavily.

After a while, he came to his senses and said fearfully, "What's the matter?" Could it be that what I just saw was an illusion? ”

Yao Jing thought about it, looked at the man curiously, and said, "You...... Who are you? ”

The man took advantage of this moment to pound something on his body.

Finally, he exhaled and said to himself, "Hey, it looks like my T-shirt is useless, and I can only put on a coat bare-chested." ”

He looked at Yao Jin again, took out a bottle of mineral water from his bag, and poured the water from the bottle on top of a piece of cloth.

The fabric should have been a strip of cloth that he had just torn apart from his T-shirt.

He handed the wet strip of cloth to Yao Jing and said, "Come, bring my homemade mask and you won't hallucinate." ”

"What? Hallucination? Yao Jing was stunned for a moment, and didn't react for a while, what did the other party mean by saying this?

"You don't know what's going on." The masked man said.

"I heard your voice calling for help just now, I have to say that the screaming voice of you girls is too penetrating, in fact, I was still far away at that time, but I ran in the direction where the sound came, and I saw you suddenly running in one direction, and screaming out what to let go of Xiaoyue.

As soon as I heard that, I knew you must have seen a hallucination, because there was no one in the place you were chasing. So I ran after me, and when I saw that you were about to run to the edge of the cliff, I immediately stopped you! ”

"Don't talk so much about it, put this wet mask on, or you'll still see those ghosts." With that, the masked man handed over the wet strip of cloth.

At this time, Yao Jing was still defensive: "But I don't know who you are?" ”

The masked man was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and took off his mask, and said with a bright smile: "I'm Zhang Yi, your name is Yao Jing, right?" The four of us met together yesterday when we were assigned. ”

The face that appeared in front of her reminded Yao Jing of yesterday, the boy who looked very weak but acted fearlessly, and it seemed that until now, he was still trying very hard to maintain a calm and calm image.

Yao Jing lowered her head and said, "You have been staying on this mountain alone for so long, you must have encountered a lot of terrifying things, it's not easy." ”

It seems that Yao Jing suddenly saw through his thoughts, or that what Zhang Yi suffered tonight was far beyond his original psychological capacity, and the bitterness here was finally seen by others, which made Zhang Yi have a sour feeling.

But he couldn't help it, he handed the wet fabric to Yao Jing, sat next to her and silently talked about the experience just now.

……

An hour ago, Zhang Yi finally rushed out of the ghost wall, used the compass on his mobile phone as the direction, and walked down the mountain relatively smoothly with the memory of the time he came.

When he was halfway up the mountain, he came to a relatively open area.

Although it was a big night, Zhang Yi could also vaguely see from here that a white mist gradually rose from the bottom of the mountain.

Strangely, this fog only lingered from the mountainside to the bottom of the mountain, but there was no fog when looking towards the top of the mountain from Zhang Yi's position.

But Zhang Yi didn't think much about it at the time, he estimated that the three fat men had already walked down the mountain.

And now, he has to walk down the mountain alone, even if the fog under the mountain seems a little weird, Zhang Yi has to walk on it.

So he decided on the direction and continued to walk down the mountain road, gradually entering a white and yellowish mist.

But soon he felt that something was wrong.

First of all, the fog usually appears in the early hours of the next morning, but now the time is nine o'clock in the evening.

According to meteorological principles, fog should not appear at this time.

Second, because the higher the altitude, the lower the temperature, and when the air at the foot of the mountain flows upward, it cools down and liquefies into fog, so fog generally appears on the mountainside and the top of the mountain.

But now there is fog at the foot of this black mountain, but there is no fog at the top of the mountain, which is more contrary to the principle of nature.

Third, Zhang Yi's sense of smell is more sensitive than others since he was a child, and he feels that there is a faint rancid smell in this fog, which is not a simple foggy weather.

But Zhang Yi, who is accustomed to school and family greenhouse life, has not fully reacted at the moment.

He didn't realize that he was in danger and continued to walk down the mountain.

But suddenly, he found that the compass in his mobile phone was turning indiscriminately, and for a moment Zhang Yi lost his direction to the west.

When he was anxious, Zhang Yi suddenly found that he had helped a few people before.

They stood silently in the fog, as if watching something.

Zhang Yi was overjoyed, and hurriedly ran forward to see if it was a fat man.

When he looked closer, he found that these people were dressed in tattered buttoned coarse cloth shirts, their faces were gray and gray, and their eyes were staring blankly ahead.

Zhang Yi chuckled in his heart, although he felt that this group of people was very weird, but then he decided to try his luck.

He approached the nearest person and asked, "Hey, big brother." Are you villagers here? How do I get down the mountain? ”

But the man didn't react at all, still staring blankly ahead.

And the rest of the people reacted in the same way, as if they couldn't see Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi followed the direction they were looking and tried to look ahead.

Only then did I find that in the thick fog, a white figure gradually emerged.

It was a tall woman with her back to them, about one meter seven in length, with long black hair draped around her waist, wearing a white dress, the kind of clothing of ancient women, and she was twisting her body desperately, as if she was dancing.

And these stunned people are staring at the writhing body of this woman all the time.

No, the woman wasn't dancing!

Zhang Yi looked at it for a while, and suddenly felt the hairs on his body stand upside down.

Because of the woman, when she writhed, her body made a click, similar to the sound of broken bones and joints.

And her throbbing posture was mechanically stiff, and the amplitude of her twisting and bending was unusually large.

Even if a woman with good physical flexibility is, it is estimated that it is difficult to complete that kind of action.

This dance is of course twisted and weird and terrifying, and there is no place for artistic appreciation.

But the strange thing is that her writhing seems to be hypnotic in some way.

The joints of the woman's body twisted strangely at various incongruous angles.

This made Zhang Yi gradually feel a powerful sleepiness and addiction coming.

The voice of rejection in his head gradually disappeared, and Zhang Yi didn't notice that he had gradually become that kind of dumb state.

And he didn't know that if he continued to stare at the woman for a few more moments, he would be in a permanent stupor.

He will not feel any information from the outside world, not even his own warmth and hunger, and he will stand forever until he decays, until he becomes a skeleton.

Zhang Yi's hands hung down, his eyes glazed to look at the swirling white skirt, and his head quickly secreted dopamine, completely entering that obsessive and addictive state.

It felt like he was in a state of crazy games in the four years of college.

Zhang Yi has no lofty ambitions, let alone firm willpower.

Although he was very smart as a child and read a lot of knowledge and books, he was only forced by the pressure of family and school.

After entering the university, Zhang Yi acted as if he had been released from prison, and let himself play freely.

This is also an addiction, whether it is playfulness, gluttony, binge shopping, smoking, alcoholism, etc., it is similar to drug addiction, but the side effects of drugs are more slow.

It's as if that self at the time was not the real self, but another demon who controlled you.

You think it's you, it's just that you're in it and you feel happy and you can't stop it.

But in fact, when you play all night for days on end, your body can't handle it anymore.

At this time, the real you are not happy at all, but you are being led by another person, just repeating the addictive action mechanically.

And that person is your inner demon.

"Wake up, Zhang Yi! We're done! ”

Just when Zhang Yi was obsessed with the white figure and couldn't extricate himself, in the depths of his memory, a sad and fierce female voice suddenly sounded!

The voice woke him up at once!

Zhang Yi was like waking up from a big dream, he suddenly hit a spirit, slapped himself fiercely, and completely sobered up.

Zhang Yi turned his head and stopped looking at the woman in white with strange movements.

Just as he was about to run away, the woman in white suddenly stopped all movements.

She stood up straight, turned her back to Zhang Yi and said, "Woke up?" What, don't you want to see my face? ”

Zhang Yi was stunned for a moment, and when he heard this, he unconsciously glanced at the woman, it didn't matter if he didn't glance at it, his soul was about to be scared out at a glance!

I saw that the woman had her back to him, but suddenly turned her head 180 degrees, and the long hair on her head spread out, revealing the ...... face?

Can that be called a face?

The hairline on the woman's forehead is very high, and on the whole melon seed face, there are almost only two big eyes, which go from the forehead to the chin, and the nose and mouth are hidden in the chin area like a pocket.

And those giant eyes are staring at Zhang Yi fiercely!

Zhang Yi was so frightened that he screamed loudly and retreated, and the woman in white, no! It should be called a female ghost in white, but she spread her claws and crawled forward mechanically on the ground, while glaring at Zhang Yi fiercely.

The female ghost twisted and crawled on the ground, the joints of her whole body clicked, and her long limbs stretched out, like a huge four-legged spider, and suddenly crawled at an alarming speed!

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