Lin Shanye sat up from his dream in confusion, the snow-white gardenia seemed to be right in front of him, and his fingertips still had the lingering fragrance of gardenias.

He seemed to remember everything, and it seemed that he only remembered the fragments, in short, the person he was thinking about now was Luo Xiyan, not the county lord of the prefecture.

But the multicolored stone on his chest is a reminder that he is Yan Ruyu's fiancé!

It's all the fault of the multicolored stone, as long as it is removed, there is nothing to control his mind, he picked up the scissors on the table, and tried his best to cut it, but he couldn't cut it anymore.

It seems that this is really Yan Ruyu's love spell, he desperately kneaded his temples, desperately thinking about how he met her, but he couldn't find a single fragment of her.

The window shook, and a piece of paper fell to him, and the gestures on it were so messy that it looked like a charm. Lin Shanye frowned his forehead, he could see that this was not an ordinary spell, but how could he never have imagined that this was the former "sending you to hell"?

His heart was confused, and he hurriedly shouted Meng Xiaoxiao, Meng Xiaoxiao in pajamas walked over from next door, her expression was lazy, as if she had just been woken up.

"Shan Ye, what's going on in the middle of the night?"

Lin Shanye handed her the charm: "This is just flying over the window, do you know what this means?" ”

Meng Xiaoxiao's eyes widened, of course she would not forget that such a spell also appeared in Lin Shanye's house some time ago, according to him, this spell is the Sanskrit meaning of sending you to hell.

"Send you to hell, Shanye, the enemy behind you is hinting at you again."

"Sending you to hell?"

This line of spells swirled in front of Lin Shanye's eyes, reflecting two teenagers with backpacks on their backs, and they came to an ancient town.

The eyes are full of blue bricks and black tiles, and the faded door frames are full of traces of time. Rows of shops stand on deserted side streets, with uniform pennant signs, some of which have closed their doors due to the lack of business.

Most of the people here were middle-aged and elderly, and there were no young people in sight for the time being, and when the two teenagers appeared, they all looked at them with a strange look.

There was a sound of rattling bells, and suddenly these open shops closed one after another, and the two teenagers looked at each other, wondering what was going on?

As the bell got closer and closer, they saw a middle-aged Taoist wearing a red robe, shaking a red rope copper bell in his left hand, waving a triangular apricot yellow flag in his right hand, and constantly chanting in his mouth: In the corpse, don't approach the living!

Behind him appeared three male corpses in shrouds, arms stretched forward like zombies, bouncing forward rhythmically under the sound of rattles, and a charm under the brim of their hats.

That's right, it's the spell in front of you!

Lin Shanye was afraid that these memories would be lost, so he even breathed carefully and continued to think about it.

This zombie scene made Yin Mingchen's expression become nervous, and he moved closer to Lin Shanye, prompting him to leave here quickly.

The copper bell in the hands of the corpse chaser, the zombie that kept beating forward, kept shaking in Yin Mingchen's eyes, as illusory as a wide screen.

I don't know if it was nervousness, or forgetting time and space, the kettle rolled down from his hand, and after a few rolls, it rolled onto a corpse in front of him.

The disturbed zombies fell to the ground like a mud tire, and the two zombies behind them also fell to the ground in a series due to the impact of the first one.

The corpse chaser hurriedly turned around, waved the brass bell in his hand violently, and his mouth quickly chanted an incantation that he did not understand, no matter how hard he tried, the corpse on the ground was indifferent and could no longer stand up.

"Who disturbed these three bodies?"

Enraged, the corpse chaser turned pale, like a hellish ghost, and approached the two teenagers step by step, his brass bell held aloft seemed to make them corpses together.

Frightened, the two teenagers retreated again and again, and Yin Mingchen's face turned white in an instant, as desperate as seeing his own death.

"Shan Ye, I'm in trouble, will this corpse chaser make me into a corpse? I don't want to die here. ”

"Don't be afraid of Mingchen, I won't let you get hurt with me."

Behind is a wall, the two teenagers have no way to retreat, and the angry eyes of the corpse chaser are like a searchlight, so frightened that Yin Mingchen closes his eyes.

"I'm going to get justice for these three bodies, tell me who did it?"

Lin Shanye raised his head bravely: "It's me." ”。

"Originally, these three corpses were going back to their hometown for burial, but you let them go away halfway, and they will never return to their hometown, you know?"

"I'm sorry uncle, I didn't mean to."

"Is it all about saying sorry? Their evil spirits will not spare you, and you will be punished. ”

Yin Mingchen, who was in the corner of the wall, seemed to remember something, hurriedly took off his backpack and took out a gold card from it.

"Uncle, this card was given to me by my father, there is a lot of money in it, it is more than enough for you to bury these three corpses, as long as you let my friend go.

His innocent eyes were full of different lights, and the shadow of a corpse chaser was reflected in his pupils.

Two pairs of silent eyes stared at each other in the tense air, and an invisible electric current appeared in the corner of the two pairs of eyes, and after the meeting was completed, the expression of the corpse chaser became softened, there is money to make the ghost grind, but he left a shuddering word.

"Even if I let you go, those three zombies may not be able to give you peace, so you can do it yourself."

What can a dead man do? It's better not to believe in these evil things, Lin Shanye believes that this matter is over, and the two teenagers adjust their heartbeats and walk towards the primeval forest.

Yin Mingchen's eyes were not only grateful, but also puzzled, he cleared his throat and asked, "Shanye, you have done a lot of things for me in the past few years, why are you so good to me?" ”

This question made Lin Shanye's eyes, which were originally studying trees, stunned, but he quickly replied with a chuckle: "Because you are my best brother, I want to treat you with all my heart." ”

It was getting dark, and time in the woods was coming quickly, and the last splendor of dusk had come to an end, and night was about to begin.

Two teenagers are in the middle of this criss-crossing of trees, not knowing which way is the exit?

After they walked around, they found that they had returned to the place just now, the mobile phone had lost its signal, even the only bright moon in the sky was covered by dark clouds, and a thick fog drifted through the entire forest, and from time to time there was a wolf howl, and the sound of the wind blowing the woods was a bit of a ghost crying wolf, with a precursor to the heavens.