He Wei was calm and comfortable, and there was no nervous expression on his face. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He walked unhurriedly to the mahogany bench stained with layers of blood spots, sat down slowly, straightened his chest, looked up at the female ghost in front of the door, and said calmly: "What's the matter?" Nervous you like this. ”

The female ghost looked at He Wei's calm face stupidly, and suddenly vaguely felt that something was wrong. I kept smelling a strange smell of blood in my nose. She subconsciously shifted her gaze slowly down to the ground, her eyes widening wider and wider, and her whole face was about to freeze.

"Don't be so nervous, relax! Take a slow, deep breath. He Wei's lips bloomed like a lotus flower, and he looked at it with a smile and said, "Big sister, what's wrong with you today, you feel absent-minded, what's the matter?" ”

The female ghost was so frightened that she didn't say a word, and the upper and lower mouths trembled in horror. He staggered back involuntarily and retreated to the doorpost, his eyes turned white, and suddenly his legs went limp, and he slid down the door frame to the blanket and passed out.

He Wei quickly got up and rushed to her side like thunder and lightning. Stretching out his rough hands, he slowly lifted his entire body from the ground. He Wei shouted her name loudly: "Big sister, what's wrong with you?" Wake up. ”

But no matter how He Wei called, the female ghost with a dead face was always an unawake appearance, and the two dry mouths were as burnt as a piece of black charcoal, and a black strange insect drilled out of the tip of her tongue.

Before He Wei could react, some black liquid began to gradually seep out of her whole body, and her face, between her fingers, and on her knees, it continued to slowly melt and rot. Soon, her entire body turned into a black mass of blood, leaving only a shiny cross on the ground, still flashing with a white light.

He Wei squatted on the ground and was stunned by this terrifying scene, he looked down at the blood stained on his hands, and felt a desolation in his heart. Looking at the remaining cross below his knee, he stretched out his left hand and picked it up and held it firmly in his palm.

From this moment on, He Wei finally understood in his heart that he could never get close to any spiritual object, otherwise disasters would continue to befall his fate. From the disaster of the resort, to the catastrophe of the eighth-story room, and the bright red blood in front of him, it has been proved time and time again that he is a symbol of a resentful spirit.

When He Wei crawled on the ground with his hands and tears in his eyes, he suddenly remembered a very important thing in his heart. It was the huge demon tree he had encountered by the dock not long ago, and as soon as he got close to the tree, he could feel a magical power wrapped around his body.

This power can give him a sense of security, and even make him feel like he has entered a fairyland that he has never been in before. In this wonderful fantasy, beautiful egrets soar on all sides, and their voices seem to call the name of He Wei.

He Wei suddenly raised his head, supported the slimy blanket with both hands, gritted his teeth and stood up desperately. He looked back at the ground, where the bloody corpses had already festered and turned into clumps of blood.

His mind wasn't thinking, he turned and rushed out the door. I came to the hall of the inn, but the hall was empty. The fat guy with the fat head and big ears before, and the old ghost with the straw hat are gone. Except for the neat tables and red chairs around the perimeter, not even a small fly appeared in view.

He Wei didn't think much about it, shook his swaying body, and rushed out of the inn without looking back. There are more pedestrians on the streets than before, coming and going in the avenues and alleys. He Wei shuttled through the crowd and ran all the way to the quiet dock before.

But when he came to the wharf, he found that there were a lot of backs on a line on the bank of the river. They squatted upright in the shallow stalls, holding a thick and long wooden stick and slapping the water vigorously, knocking loudly.

He Wei turned his head to look at the big tree in the jungle before, the withered leaves had withered a lot, and layers of wrinkles appeared on the decayed tree poles. He stayed where he was and watched for a long time, before he staggered slowly towards the green jungle.

Coming to the withered yellow tree, He Wei looked up at the tall giant tree in front of him, and the feeling of fluttering fairy came again. He couldn't help but close his eyes, enjoying the moment. The refreshing fragrance enveloped his whole body, as if he could fly into the blue sky and white clouds with a single leap.

"Young man, come and save the old decay, the old decay will die soon!"

The vicissitudes of life echoed in He Wei's mind. He subconsciously slowly opened his eyes, looking left and right, but he didn't find any figures around. Before he could figure out what was causing it, the cry for help flashed through his mind again.

"Blood, the old blood is gone, help me find some blood, it needs to be hot and fresh!"

The voice did come from He Wei's head, not from his ears. The miserable echo lingered in his mind again and again, and his head felt a little whirring.

A drop of cold water slowly dripped from the branch onto He Wei's scalp, but he didn't know what it was, so he reached out and wiped his hair. Suddenly feeling that the palm of his hand was also a little cold, he immediately retracted his palm in front of his eyes, and after a closer look, he found that the palm had been dyed red.

He Wei felt a little numb all over his body, and his heart seemed to stop beating in this second. But he still took a step forward, plucked up the courage to say to himself to the big tree in front of him: "Uncle, I know that you were playing tricks on me just now, can you show me your true body for me to see?" ”

There was no echo from the tree, and there was not the slightest movement. Once again, drops of bright red blood seeped out from the dense, withered yellow leaves, and this time the blood that flowed out was obviously much stronger, like a cracked faucet, and a large amount of blood splattered from the cracks and splattered everywhere.

He Wei was suddenly at a loss, and in a panic, he hurriedly retreated several steps back. My legs were a little unsteady, and my body kept shaking in place. After a long while, he slowly came to his senses, he looked up at the dense leaves, opened his mouth and scolded: "Okay, old thing, you don't want to show up, then I won't be reluctant, you can do it yourself, take your leave!" ”

As soon as He Wei finished speaking, he turned around angrily and walked towards the other side of the dock. As soon as he opened his legs, the old man's voice echoed in his mind, "Young man, please stay, we should have a good talk." ”

He Wei stopped, faced the air in front of him, and said again: "Can't you come out, I don't want to talk to myself in front of the air like a fool." ”

"Young man, it's very simple for you to see old decay, just pick up a sharp stone from the ground and smash it on your head, so that you can meet me in your dreams."

He Wei was stunned for a moment, and immediately said, "Old guy, are you fooling me?" As soon as he said this, his mind immediately calmed down, and he couldn't hear any response.

He Wei hesitated for a while, saw that no sound came, and asked tentatively into the air, "Old fellow, are you still there?" ”

After a few seconds, no sound came out of my head. He Wei stood in place and hesitated, thinking left and right. After thinking about it, I finally realized a profound truth: "Anyway, no one will see it, and a brick slapping his head and melon seeds is a good man." ”

As soon as He Wei thought of this, he immediately ran to the ground and found a stone the size of a steamed bun, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and slammed it on his head. Perhaps out of a sense of self-preservation, he didn't exert much strength this time, so his head was smashed and bleeding, but he didn't pass out to the ground.

At this time, He Wei's eyes were dizzy and delirious. I felt a piercing pain in my head, and I couldn't help but scream. He felt the blood slowly spreading from his cheeks, clenched his fists, and slammed into his head again. Sadly, apart from the pain, the person did not fall asleep.

He was once again ruthless, smashing his head several times in succession, and there was a violent sound in his ears, and the skull felt like it was shattered. But in addition to his eyes being white and dazzling, he is still in a state of semi-sober and semi-blurred.

He Wei let go of the stone in his hand, sat on the ground with his legs "plopped", and suddenly felt exhausted, unable to use any strength.

"Hey, head, why are you here, Lord Zhang is looking for you to go back."

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind He Wei, and he shook his head and slowly turned to look behind him, and saw countless blurred figures rushing towards him. He replied vaguely, "I...... I'm here...... What about self-harm. ”

I saw more than a dozen dog-like ghosts rushing to the trail not far away, the fat brother walked in front, hurriedly ran to He Wei, and hurriedly asked: "Hey, head, are you okay, why is your head bleeding and bruised all over your body, do you want to go and see Lang Zhong." ”

He Wei looked down at the fat brother's two feet in a drowsy manner, handed the stone in his hand to him, and said slowly with all his strength: "You came just in time, quickly...... Help me and knock me out. ”

The fat brother paused stupidly, his face was full of horror, and he hurriedly whispered: "Oh, you're kidding, my official position is low, how dare I commit a crime." ”

"I'm not kidding you, smash hard, smash hard, it's better to be in place at one time, I don't want to suffer from flesh and skin." He Wei fell to the ground, took a deep breath, and stuffed the stone in his hand into the palm of the fat brother's palm.

The fat brother took the stone, but he still had some concerns in his heart, so he had to lower his head and ask very politely: "Head, what's going on?" ”

The old ghost from before suddenly came out of the crowd in a rage, put on an angry expression, stepped forward and snatched the stone from the fat brother's hand, and yelled at He Wei who was lying on the ground: "Since this is the order of the head, how dare I and other subordinates disrespect, this errand will be handed over to the old man to carry out." ”

As soon as the old ghost finished his words menacingly, he raised the stone in his hand above his head, used all his strength to feed, and slammed it towards the back of He Wei's head. The moment the stone fell, He Wei quickly fainted. At the same time, a sinister smile also appeared on the old ghost's face, and he probably thought that the revenge had been avenged.

He Wei was already in an unconscious state at the moment, his eyes were pitch black, and his brain was blank for a while. After a long, long time, he suddenly opened his eyes and dragged his exhausted body to his feet on the ground.

But this time the sky was much darker, and there was not the slightest light on all sides. The withered tree in the jungle before also bloomed in an instant, the dense green leaves fluttered in the wind along the invisible air, and the figure of an old man in white faintly appeared in the center under the tree pole.

He Wei slowly stretched out his rough fingers and gently rubbed his eyelids, stepped forward step by step, looked at the shadowy back, opened his voice and shouted: "Hey! Is that you, old guy? ”

The old man in white didn't reply, but put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, his body didn't move at all, and he stood straight under the tree like a scarecrow.

He Wei felt that this back was a little familiar, but for a while, he really couldn't remember what kind of sacredness this was. I could only move a few steps forward, and continued to ask: "You speak, you asked me to come here, I have come, but you don't say a word, what do you want?" ”

The old man in white suddenly lowered his head, and slowly let out a series of extraordinarily vicissitudes of life: "Go and help the old man get some hot blood water, you can go now." ”

When He Wei heard this, he was furious, and his eyebrows were about to burn to his hair. Angrily, he sped up his pace and galloped towards the old man in white, while walking, he kept stretching out his hand and pointing at his back and scolding: "You old guy called me here just to say such a thing to me? ”

The old man in white turned his back to him and suddenly laughed, but there was only a miserable and strange laugh, and he didn't say a word.

He Wei kept walking forward, scolding one sentence after another. But he found a strange problem at this moment, no matter how he walked forward, he could never get close to the old man in white, but was getting farther and farther away from the old man's back, but the strange laughter in his ears felt closer and closer.

He Wei realized this and immediately stopped moving forward. The eyes carefully observed the old man's immobile back, and the more he looked, the more familiar he felt, and he felt a little confused inexplicably.

(To be continued)