Chapter Ninety-Three: Birds and Flowers—Black Valley

Yang Xiao left the room and appeared in the mourning hall, this was the first time he had appeared here alone at such a late hour. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

The door behind him was closed, the light was blocked behind the door, and the mourning hall was once again plunged into complete darkness.

Yang Xiao relied on his feelings, touched the dark all the way, walked through the coffin, and came to the door of the mourning hall, and he walked out directly.

In the courtyard, it was still covered by an endless thick black mist, viscous and rich.

Walking out of the mourning hall, Yang Xiao's eyes immediately changed, he was standing in a field, the sun was shining, and there were no clouds.

At this moment, he felt that all the negative emotions had dissipated and been dispelled by the bright sun.

"Where is this?" He let out a long breath and muttered to himself.

No one answered, only the birds chirping, and the fields were full of life and wildflowers, which was like a picture of birds singing and fragrant flowers.

But Yang Xiao knew that this place must be full of crises, and if he was not careful, he would die.

It's just that what is the crisis of such a paradise?

Yang Xiao was puzzled, he tried to contact Duan Zheng and Zhao Rui, but as expected, he didn't receive a reply.

At this moment, he suddenly understood that whenever the space and time were different, the crew members would be cut off from contact and unable to contact the outside world.

This is normal, there have been many times before, several people have encountered this situation, and later through communication, they have all learned about this matter, and now facing the different dimensional space again, he suddenly realized that this may be a potential rule.

The so-called potential rules are rules that are not explicitly stipulated, but you can't overcome, which Yang Xiao, as the oldest person in the ninth crew, knows very well.

In the singing of birds and flowers, Yang Xiao began to walk around, the final curtain of the horror film, itself represents death and despair, he came here to survive the catastrophe, if he does not follow the arrangement of the script, but stays in place and waits, then what awaits him must be a terrifying crisis of death.

Here, he no longer has the concept of time, since he walked out of the mourning hall, his mobile phone has been forced to turn off, and the hands on his watch have stopped moving, which is preventing him from knowing time, as for why? Maybe only the Grim Reaper knows.

Along the way, I don't know how long I walked, I was in a sea of birds and flowers, everything here was vibrant, and there was no horror crisis.

Even, Yang Xiao also found an incredible thing, he has no shadow, not only him, everything here has no shadow.

This is simply a forbidden place for all negative things, as soon as he appeared, all negative emotions were completely dispelled, and now even the shadow, which is the opposite of light, is also covered, birds and flowers, insects chirping, everything is so harmonious.

"What the hell will come your way?" Yang Xiao secretly guessed in his heart, although he thought that he might have to face a great terror, his emotions were still full of positive energy, he did not have the slightest worry, and his demeanor was calm and content.

He kept walking, until... A valley appears in front of you.

He paused and watched.

This valley is very unusual, it is obviously sunny, and the sight of the valley should be visible to the eye.

But standing outside the valley, he couldn't see anything, and it was a strange feeling, like he saw something clearly, but the moment he saw it, his memory was erased.

He could think of it, but he still didn't have any negative emotions.

"Would you like to go in and have a look?" He asked himself.

But in the next second, he made a decision, since he was here and encountered a valley, it must be part of the plot, and he had no reason to avoid it.

Just like Duan Zheng saw a meteor shower, anything that appears in a horror movie is no accident, it will inevitably have an extraordinary effect.

Thinking of this, he didn't wait and look, raised his feet and walked straight towards the entrance of the valley.

Closer, closer...

The valley was not far away, and in just a few minutes, he Yang Xiao walked close to the entrance.

Here, he was even more puzzled, because now that he was on the edge of the valley, it was reasonable to say that he should be able to see the scenery not far away.

But no, the same feeling as before, the moment his eyes fed back the picture to his brain, it was instantly cleared by a mysterious force, and he didn't even have time to realize what he was seeing.

People who don't have negative emotions are not afraid, Yang Xiao is naturally like this, in an instinctive curiosity about the unknown, he took another step forward, and stepped directly into the valley.

A strong feeling of dizziness came, Yang Xiao's mind was buzzing, and he had an urge to fall unconscious.

"What's going on?" After settling down, Yang Xiao shook his drowsy and dizzy head and raised his eyes to look around.

At this moment, negative emotions finally appeared in his heart, and he was frightened and panicked.

In the valley, there is darkness everywhere, pure black, black depth, black nature.

Not only the darkness of the light, but also the flowers and trees, mountains and rivers, streams, birds, beasts, fish and insects, all of them are this kind of black, yes, Yang Xiao can see these clearly, extremely clear, more clearly than putting a black thing in the sun.

He couldn't tell what it was like, it was bizarre, it was awkward, but it was real.

And the source of his panic is not only because of this strange blackness, but also because of ......

When he looked up ahead, a huge black tombstone appeared in front of him, the reason why it was huge was not how big the tombstone was, but that Yang Xiao's face was too close to the tombstone, so close that he stood face to face, almost sticking to it.

The tombstone was about one person high, and Yang Xiao stood there, just flush with the tombstone.

He looked down the tombstone, and an inscription appeared in front of him, to be exact, the source of his horror.

The tomb of Tang San of the sixty-fourth generation of the Tang family.

In one sentence, eleven words, Yang Xiao was struck by lightning.

What is this? The character you play is already dead? So what are you? Ghosts?

No, it's impossible, if that's the case, doesn't that mean that you are already certain to die in horror movies? There is an iron rule on the infinite horror network, that is, there will never be an unsolvable plot, even if it is a catastrophic unsolvable horror film, it is only the plot that is infinitely complex and infinitely powerful, at least it will leave a trace of life for the crew members, and there will never be such a dead plot.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiao exhaled.

This tombstone must be fake, it must be.

It is very likely that the old man's evil spirit is a ghost, or even a spoof of the plot, it is possible, but it is impossible to be the plot that he Yang Xiao has died.

After figuring it out, Yang Xiao immediately withdrew from a distance, he was very repulsed by this tombstone, people are standing here, but they can see their tombstone, this is the most unlucky picture everywhere, although he does not believe in the phrase "Jiren has his own natural appearance", but he can't accept the scene in front of him.

As he distanced himself from the tombstone, a larger area in the valley was revealed, and at this moment, Yang Xiao was shocked, even more shocked than he saw his own tombstone.

In the valley, there are tombstones everywhere, all of them are pure black, neatly arranged, meticulous, and the entire valley is occupied, leaving only a small gap for flowers and trees to grow, and even within a small river, there are tombstones standing, all of which are as high as people.

"This..."Yang Xiao was dumbfounded, what kind of place is this?

Everything in front of him was shaking his nerves, and he didn't want to stay here for a moment, at this time, he resolutely turned around and prepared to leave.

However, the same scene was still behind him, the whole valley was closed, surrounded by mountains, and there was no exit.

At this moment, Yang Xiao knew that his terrifying plot was already approaching, and this would be his burial place.

He turned around and looked directly at his own tombstone again, and maybe, this would really be his own tombstone.

He smiled helplessly.

That's when he noticed the names on the other tombstones.

The tomb of Tang Mingyuan, the fifty-ninth generation of the Tang family.

The tomb of Tang Bohu, the thirty-seventh generation of the Tang family.

The tomb of the 25th Tang Taizong of the Tang family.

The tomb of the 10th Tang Invincible ......

Yang Xiao looked all the way, and saw hundreds of names in total, some of which were of the same generation.

This is too incredible, Yang Xiao clearly knows that whenever someone dies in Datang Village, they will be buried in the cemetery that the people in the village have long chosen, which is specially selected for the same generation.

Now he is here, and he has seen so many tombstones of the ancestors of the Tang Clan, even his own, and the ones he has just seen are only a small part, and there are many more that he has not seen.

It is conceivable how many tombs of the ancestors of the Tang clan are here, but so what? Screenplay... Or is it an evil spirit, what is the purpose of bringing him here?

He still didn't stop, he was still walking around, as if he was looking for something?

Mougins, he paused, stopped in front of a tombstone, and took a closer look.

The tomb of the 65th Tang Dynasty.

This turned out to be Duan Zheng's tomb, Yang Xiao was stunned, could it be that all the tombs of the Tang clan would appear here?

He walked forward again.

The tomb of Tang Lan of the sixty-fifth generation of the Tang family.

The tomb of Tang Wen of the sixty-fifth generation of the Tang family.

The tomb of the 65th Tang class of the Tang family.

Yang Xiao is already numb, he no longer has the panic he started with, he has seen more, so it is natural.

"Click."

With a soft sound, Yang Xiao immediately cast his gaze.

Not far away, under a tombstone, a black skeleton had its palm sticking out of the ground, trying to crawl out.

"Click."

There was another soft sound, and Yang Xiao immediately looked at his feet.

A skinless arm stretched out, and a black liquid flowed from the arm, presumably blackened blood.

The black arms also grabbed the ground, bracing hard, trying to crawl out of the grave.

Yang Xiao immediately stepped back two times and looked up at the tombstone.

The tomb of Tang Wan of the sixty-fifth generation of the Tang family.

This turned out to be Tang Ye's sister Tang Wan, the poor girl who was brutally skinned.

At this time, she was like the black skeleton before, trying to pick up the dirt and crawl out of the ground.

Yang Xiao didn't care to look closely, he immediately started running, running to the other side of the valley, trying to avoid these terrifying beings that were about to be unearthed. (To be continued.) )