But I walked from nine o'clock in the morning to six o'clock in the afternoon, and after I was exhausted, I still couldn't find the right way.

There were no vehicles or pedestrians along the way, and more than half of the fuel in the tank was consumed. The country road winds and doesn't know where it leads. I rolled down the window, and the cold air rushed into the car. I shuddered, took a deep breath, and my head cleared up a lot. The sun had already receded into the mountains, and the surrounding area was starting to dim. Although I don't want to admit it, I can't argue with it now, I'm definitely lost and fascinated.

Squinting at the navigation, it is only a few kilometers away from the national highway to Dongmu County, why can't you always go around the main road? And after driving for almost nine hours on the mountain road, I didn't even meet a village. It's just weird to the point of horror.

The night swallowed up the light, and darkness enveloped the world. The mountains are hidden in the deep darkness, and on this narrow village road, only my headlights are still illuminating the surroundings, struggling to move forward. I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a wide asphalt road on the right.

"It's a national highway!" I finally breathed a sigh of relief and finally came out. I thought I would run out of fuel on that road, and then I waited helplessly for help.

After driving onto the national highway, he screamed a few times, indicating that he had found the route again. I drove to the nearest gas station, filled up with gas, and had dinner. After tossing for nearly 11 hours, my stomach was already hungry. Quickly getting enough food and clothing, I asked about the road ahead this time, and then drove forward.

At 8:45 p.m., it was less than 10 kilometers away from Dongmu County. There shouldn't be any more problems!

But who can really predict what is going on in the world. I was already riding on the national highway with ease, but my good mood was completely shattered after a while. The strange situation eroded the night little by little, leaving me at a loss.

Dongmu County is not famous, and there are no specialties, so it belongs to a very poor place. The reason why the national highway is not bad is also because the road surface was damaged by a major flood a few years ago, and the state allocated special funds to rebuild it. There are very few vehicles coming and going along the way, and when it is close to the county seat, it is even more unusual to see a car.

I put my hands on the steering wheel and drove forward at 100 kilometers per hour. Although it is indeed a serious speeding, this two-way four-lane road is empty along the way, no one has no cars, and it is simply a good road condition if you don't run fast. What's more, I want to find a point to enter the county, so as not to dream too much at night. I'm tired of getting lost all day today.

Unexpectedly, on this straight road, there was something in the distance reflecting the light of the headlights, which made the eyes very uncomfortable. I subconsciously slowed down the car, and when I approached the reflector, I was so scared that I almost crashed the car. I pressed the accelerator hard, and finally stopped completely in front of the thing. Dry eyes, I suddenly felt a little creepy.

On the spacious pavement, there was a big red silk quilt. It is neatly paved and covers the road surface. It's like waiting for someone to turn in and get a good night's sleep. The red quilt was as red as blood, reflecting the headlights, looking extremely dazzling and incomparably demonic.

I hesitated for a moment, then finally pulled the door open and walked down. The icy air brushed against the skin, and it was bitterly cold. The wind around me had a terrible smell, and I was carrying the light on my back, and my shadow was very long, and the moment I was projected on the red quilt, it seemed that the air around me fluctuated slightly.

At such a late hour, who would have spread such a good quilt on the road?

Puzzled, I looked closer and the quilt looked very smooth and textured. The pattern on the quilt cover is very old, and it seems that it does not belong to this era, but is the product of hundreds of years ago. I looked at the patterns, but I couldn't tell why. I am so knowledgeable that I can't tell what the pattern is sewn!

The quilt seemed to be very soft and comfortable, I took out my phone and took a few photos, hoping to find a time to check the meaning of the pattern in the future. Then crouch down, trying to lift the quilt with your hands to see what is hidden underneath. Even though the quilt was laid out neatly, I always felt that something was hidden inside.

Something that makes the heart palpitate.

"Damn!" When my hand touched the cover, I screamed in surprise and quickly retracted as if I had been bitten by a snake. At that moment, my scalp was numb. The touch that comes from the skin really conveys the feeling of human skin. I took a few steps back and stared horrified at the quilt that lay out on the road.

What's going on? How warm is the quilt cover, and it is like real human skin, elastic, warm, and full of moisture. It's so hard to understand!

The red quilt was still lying quietly on the ground, and I looked like I was facing a great enemy. After thinking about it, he turned around and went to the car to find a tool, ready to use a wrench to pull it away. When I got back next to it, I was stunned again.

This time the quilt seems to have changed slightly. It is no longer a flat surface clinging to the ground, but the central part is slightly raised.

'Is there really something under the quilt?' Obviously, I already had this realization, but I was taken aback by my own thoughts. I immediately jumped a few steps back, wary of the unknown. But after waiting and waiting, the red quilt did not change in the slightest.

The atmosphere around me became more and more tense, and I don't know if it was because of fear or because the cold gradually seeped into my body, I couldn't stop shivering, and my lips trembled. In the blink of an eye, I was amazed to know whether I should leave immediately or figure out what was clearly unusual.

After hesitating, the air around him fluctuated, like rippling layers of water. The bulge in the quilt jumped sharply, and then became massive. I opened my eyes wide and saw that the bulge seemed to be in the shape of a person, as if someone was lying under the covers, sleeping comfortably. As if by magic, how could the quilt that had been empty just now suddenly pop up?

My mind was in a mess, and I held back my fear, gritted my teeth, put the wrench in my hand into the quilt, and lifted it up with all my might. The quilt flew lightly, sliding in an arc in the air like catkins, and then fell down the road like paper. I looked hard at the place it had covered, and the part of the road was empty, with nothing but the pitch black pavement.

There are no holes, no clutter, everything is ordinary. But it's this ordinariness that makes the situation even more bizarre.

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