The faint wind, the silent night, the lonely pine and cypress trees, swaying with the breeze on the bare hilltops, rustling. Under the pine and cypress trees, a man with a stubble on his face curled up and lonely against the trunk of a tree. He kept shaking, and his mouth kept calling out a woman's name.

The breeze is blowing, and the cold moon is like a hook.

With the cry of an owl that resounded through the valley, the man got up and ran to the bottom of the cliff.

There was no blood to be seen on his dry and cracked lips, his shaggy hair smelled pungent and fishy, and his beard was like a mess of thatch. His eyes were helpless like the eyes of a dead fish. He looked deep into the valley and roared, "Why won't you let me go?" and jumped down the abyss.

My name is Ma Xiaoyuan, a horse to a successful horse, the source of the left and right.

I am a copywriter living at the bottom of Shenzhen, and I am also a low-level writer in the online literary circle. When many people see my name, they will associate it with Ma Xiaoling, who is known as the southern hair and the northern horse.

Yes, I, like Ma Xiaoling, am also a descendant of the exorcist dragon clan.

I am Chen Tianding, the warlock who fought the zombie in Xiwang Village that day, and Ma Xiaoyuan, who solved the serial murder case of the alien dragon Aotian in Jiangcheng County. It's just that after Jiangcheng County solved the Jiaolong Aotian serial murder case, I soon left Jiangcheng County and came to Shenzhen, where flowers are blooming, and I have become a small text editor who everyone can call and drink.

After returning to Shenzhen, my life did not calm down. I wake up from the same dream every time. It is a stubble-faced, unkempt man snuggled under a lone tree on the top of a bare hill, and then jumped into the abyss.

Every time I dream, it's hard to see what this man really is. It wasn't until one day, when I finally saw him, that I realized that this man with a stubble, unkempt face, and a fishy smell was actually me.

I wondered why I had such a dream, and I consulted a lot of texts and finally couldn't get an explanation that satisfactorily addressed me. Since my novel "Luna" was unexpectedly published, I received a large amount of royalties. Holding the first manuscript fee, I was full of joy in my heart, and I had been planning how to spend this hard-won manuscript fee.

Just as I was pondering my plan, my friend Tang Song in Shenzhen found me.

He gave a good suggestion - travel.

Tang Song's family background is good, his family runs a factory in Shenzhen, and he does things like custom USB flash drives. Tang Song can be regarded as a rich second generation and a typical playboy. And the publication of my novel "The God of the Moon" is mostly due to the Tang and Song dynasties. If it weren't for the Tang and Song dynasties, "The Moon God" would not have been discovered by the publishers, and if it weren't for the Tang and Song dynasties, my dream of publishing would still be far away.

Traveling is a good idea, but where to go?

I have a lot of choice syndrome, but I didn't expect Tang Song to arrange it for me a long time ago. He's already formed a group of seven, and as long as I nod yes, I'll be able to set off quickly.

Where exactly are you going?

I asked Tang Song. Tang Song intends to keep it a secret from me, as long as I prepare some tools for mountaineering in the past few days, I will bring handsome guys and beauties to pick me up at my door in three days.

I naturally wondered about Tang Song's intentions in my heart, but I didn't have much doubt. Tang Song was originally such a person, I smiled and nodded in agreement with Tang Song's words.

In the past three days, I applied for a half-month vacation from the company's leaders in the name of going out to collect wind, and then carefully prepared the necessary facilities for mountaineering. When everything was ready, I sat in the empty house, bored on the couch, leaning back against the back of the couch and slowly closing my eyes.

After leaving Jiangcheng County, I never saw Yuan Yuan again. I don't know if Yuan Yuan was reincarnated, or if she had other grievances and didn't want to meet me. The jade pendant she left me gradually became more and more blurry, and the shape became more and more difficult to see. I was worried that Xu Ziyu Pei would disappear completely, so I immediately kept Xu Ziyu Pei in a vacuum glass box.

I would speak to Yu Pei every morning, I hope Yuan Yuan can hear me, and I also hope that Yuan Yuan will one day be able to go into my sleep and tell me what kind of trouble she is in. It's just that my expectation gradually turned into disappointment, and I gradually became numb. It seems that Yuan Yuan has completely faded out of my life.

"Jingle Bell"

Just when I was thinking about Yuan Yuan all over the world, the ringing of the landline phone next to me interrupted my thoughts.

I wondered, I hadn't used this phone for almost a year, why did it ring all of a sudden? And I never told anyone how good the call was, could it be that it was from a relative of the landlord? The landlord of the house has already gone on vacation to the distant rice country, and his relatives can't find him if they want to look for him at this time!

I was going to leave the phone at first, but the loud ringing of the phone filled the air throughout the room with the sound of jingle bells. I had no choice but to connect the phone.

"Hey, who's that?" I said into the phone with a casual dismissiveness.

But soon there was a beep of disconnection on the other end of the phone.

"Who's so boring?" I secretly felt uncomfortable, put the phone back in the card seat, and prepared to go back to the bedroom for a good night's sleep.

But I hadn't taken two steps when I turned around when the landline phone behind me rang again.

"Hey, hello. Which one are you? This time, I answered the phone and deliberately added the word "hello" to show my politeness.

But there was another beep on the other end of the phone.

It can't be the hell, right?

I reminded myself repeatedly that I had scanned the whole house with my yin and yang eyes, and I didn't find anything, it was not a ghost in the room.

Since it's not a hell, why does the phone ring for no reason, and then it is strangely disconnected after being connected?

Could it be that the children of which family are bored and dialing the phone randomly? But you won't dial the same number repeatedly, right?

My spine tingled, and I immediately put the phone back in the card booth and walked briskly back to my bedroom. The door was closed with a bang, and he slipped under the covers, trying not to listen to the phone ringing in the living room.

Since the bedside table in my bedroom is connected to the extension of the landline phone in the living room, I have just fallen into the bed, and the person has not completely fallen asleep, and the extension phone on the bedside table next to me has also ringed.

Who is so boring? Still don't let people rest?

I poked my head out and stretched out my right hand to connect the extension.

"Hey, who are you?" I said impatiently, "Are you endless?" Don't let people sleep? If you don't speak, I'll find out the address of your house and tell your parents to go—"

The person on the other side of the phone was an ignorant child, so I scolded several times in a row, and said a lot of threatening words.

When I finished speaking, there was no beeping sound on the other end of the phone.

Instead, there was an eerie voice from a child who would get goosebumps when he heard it: "Brother-save me-brother-save me-"

Syllable!

I kept the phone in my hand still on the bedside table, and the phone was still saying "Brother-help me-".

What the hell!

Are you still haunted by ghosts in broad daylight? Which little ghost doesn't look at who your grandfather Ma is, and he dares to break ground on the head of the opposite?

I reached out and put the phone back in the booth, and the voice on the phone stopped abruptly.