That night, Binzi had a high fever, which only subsided in the second half of the night, but he felt that he had some diarrhea, so I said to him: "Maybe it's because of the stomach cramps caused by excessive fright, if you want to go with you, I just want to go too." ”

Binzi nodded weakly, so I helped him up and we walked to the toilet with a flashlight. Binzi squatted inside for ten minutes before coming out, and I waited outside for ten years, I asked Binzi to wait for me outside, I just entered the toilet, I smelled a pungent smell of blood, I used a flashlight to temporarily dig out the pit used as a toilet to take a photo, the stomach turned over for a while, and the pit was a bunch of intestines, stomach and other human organs.

I threw up with a "wow", I exited the toilet, and when I looked back to see Binzi squatting on the ground, I trembled and asked him, "You...... It's okay...... Right? He didn't say anything, I tapped him on the shoulder with my hand, and as soon as my fingers touched his body, he threw himself forward and fell to the ground, and under the light of my flashlight, there was a blood stain on the back of Binzi's pants. It was dawning again, and every time it got dark and dawned, our numbers were decreasing.

Seeing Binzi's backpack thrown there, none of us could say anything, put away the tent, and we hit the road again, tired through the woods, faltering but refusing to stop, trying to shake off the nightmare that had been following us. But who knows what will greet us when night falls?

After setting up camp again, we counted the number of people, and the men also had me, meat food, horsepower, shovels, and mountain flies, and the girls had red, Bao, Linzi, and cauliflower. Although there are nine people, each of us feels so helpless.

I returned to the tent after fetching the water for the night, and suddenly found Binzi's camera next to my backpack, and I asked the meat eater: "Did you pick it up?" Meat shook his head and said, "I thought you got it back." The two of us looked at each other, but the two tall and strong men were overwhelmed by the camera lying there quietly.

After a while, I pulled out the knife on my body, shook my hand and used the tip of the knife to play with the camera, the camera was rolled twice by me, and suddenly the screen bounced open and began to play, and I and the meat eater rushed out of the tent at the same time.

In the middle of the night, I poked my head into the tent and saw that the camera was still there, and it was still playing, so I dared to walk in, picked up the camera, and watched, and the part that was playing was actually the part where I and Binzi went to the toilet, as if someone was filming with us.

After that part was broadcast, the pictures behind it could be said to be messy and terrifying, one after another unrelated freeze frames, but they were the images of the rest of our group of people, and they all looked like they were dead...... I didn't dare to look any further, so I took the camera out of the tent and threw it away, and when I returned to the tent, I muttered to the others, "No one can escape...... No one can run......" However, the night passed peacefully, and nothing happened.

Everyone secretly rejoiced in their hearts and prayed that the nightmare would end. After breakfast, we were ready to go, Meat Eat was checking his flashlight, I was packing my backpack with my back to Meat Eat, and I listened to Meat Eat chanting behind me: "Why doesn't the battery I just replaced yesterday not light up?" Doesn't light up again? If you don't light up again, I'll eat you! ”

I bowed my head and said to him, "I still have batteries here, you have a big flashlight, you want to use the No. 1 battery, right?" "For a long time, no one responded, as soon as I turned around, the meat eater's eyes were protruding, his mouth was wide open, and the flashlight he said he was going to eat was stuffed in his mouth, and the one-foot-long flashlight was only exposed outside his mouth, and the rest of the light was pierced out of the back of his head, and the blood stained his upper body......

Oh, my God! It turns out that the nightmare is not over, not only is it not over, but it has become more and more intense. On such a sunny morning, took my friend away from me. In the next few days, our team members left us one by one, and they were all so bizarre and terrifying.

When we were still half a day away from the destination of our trip, there were only two people left in the whole team, Po and me. Although it was only half a day's journey, the arrival of night made us dare not rush forward, so we still set up camp. After dinner, Po and I sat in the tent looking at each other, Po's eyes were red and swollen, and the whole person looked extremely wilted because of the horsepower leaving her.

I was about to say something to comfort her, when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the tent, and I jumped up in shock, and I drew my knife and threw myself at the door, and raised it high, whatever it was, I would slash it with all my might as soon as it came in.

At this time, a familiar voice suddenly came from outside: "Yue Leng, is it you?" As soon as I heard that it was a farmer, I opened the door of the tent and rushed out. Sure enough, it was him, and I pulled him into the tent and asked him, "Where have you been?" ”

The farmer said, "I fell into the trap dug by the hunter that day, and I heard the cauliflower scolding me, and I could not climb up alone, so I called you hard, but none of you came to save me, and the hunter pulled me up the next day." I will send an envoy to chase you, but no matter how much I chase you, I can always see the traces of your camping, but I can't catch up with you. If I hadn't decided to travel overnight today, I am afraid I would not have been able to catch up with you again. ”

Being able to see our team-mate again made me forget that I should scrutinize the credibility of what he said, and when he asked others, I told him everything that had happened in the past few days.

Later, I asked him to rest in a tent with me and Po, and he insisted on setting up another tent, so I didn't force him. However, when he went to rest, all kinds of doubts came to my mind: it was so quiet that night that we could not hear his cries for help. He didn't have a tent these days (his backpack was abandoned by us a few days later), where did he live? He had heard so many terrible things just now, how could he not look scared? Why didn't he look a little sad when he heard about cauliflower?

Also, why did he insist on sleeping alone? Thinking about it, I can't stay any longer, I'm going to figure it out. When I stepped out of the tent and came outside his tent, I suddenly noticed a faint light in his tent, and I decided to observe it first. I peeked through the crack in his tent, and I saw the farmer sitting in the tent, holding a flashlight between his feet, letting the light of the flashlight shine on his head, and he carefully took his head off his neck with both hands and put it in his hands...... Seeing this, I almost fell to the ground.

It turned out that the farmer was already dead. I slipped back to the tent with my hand over my mouth, pulled up the sleepy Po, and ran into the endless darkness without even putting away my backpack.

We ran in the dark for most of the night, and finally, just as dawn was approaching our destination. At this point, I breathed a sigh of relief, and the person fainted.

When I woke up, we were already in the city of Kunming. Po and I scraped together all the money we had, bought two train tickets back to Beijing, and boarded the journey home. On the train, we were all recalling all kinds of terrible things that had happened in the past ten days, thinking of those friends who had left us forever, and our tears flowed.

After dinner, Po and I said to each other, "Let's get a good night's sleep." With that, we all lay down on our bunks and rested. In the middle of the night, I was awakened by a nightmare, the train happened to pass through a small station, I looked at Po on the opposite side, through the window of the car quickly swept back, the flickering light, I saw Po's eyes glow green and faint, a tongue like a poisonous snake letter in her mouth in and out, my heart sank to the bottom at once. The train drove quickly past the station, and the inside of the train fell into darkness again......

Beijing, a tombstone in the northern suburbs of Foshan Spiritual Garden: the tomb of his beloved son Zhao Huanshu (died in a train derailment accident on X year X month X day......