In the evening, rushing in this pristine woods is called a workout. The climate in Guizhou has always been very humid, especially in this kind of wood, and after walking for a while, my whole body was soaked with sweat, and I felt that I couldn't breathe.

The little paper man doesn't care so much, the path in the woods is absolutely not walked, and he can walk as fast as he wants. I saw that the little paper figure was like a small motor, with the wind under his feet, running happily in the bushes in the woods, but we had no choice but to run along.

The evening breeze was blowing, and the leaves rustled, because the trees in the forest were too dense, and the branches covered our heads tightly, so we could only run on the road with Lao Song's artifact copycat mobile phone.

The darkness in the woods has always made our hearts tense, for fear that those things will suddenly attack, and it will hurt. The branches seemed to turn into writhing ghosts under the light emitted by the mobile phone, and the bursts of dinner were blowing on our faces, and we felt more and more cold because of the sweat.

From time to time, branches would have crossed us, and if we hadn't had been wearing a coat, we would have seen red by now.

The little paper figure didn't stop where we were going to hell today, but kept running deeper into the woods.

Running through the woods, I seemed to be back to the year I learned the Tao when I was 10 years old.

"Bunny! Hurry up and run ten laps around the mass grave in the woods! Otherwise, I'll clean you up when I get back! ”

"Dad can't do it if he doesn't go"

"No way!"

In my father's roar, I ran weakly towards the woods, my father is usually very good to me, only when teaching me Taoism, it is very strict, I was often scolded and cried by my father when I was a child, and I always felt very wronged, until I was nine years old, I didn't understand why my father did this to me.

That day was my ninth birthday, my dad drank a lot of wine, and when I helped my dad to bed to rest after eating, he touched my head and muttered to himself: "Xiaofan, don't blame Dad for being strict with you, because I promised Master to let our Taoism flourish, Dad has not been smart since he was a child, you are smarter than me, and it can only be up to you to carry forward our Taoism" Since then, no matter how strict Dad is with me, I haven't cried, I just want to fulfill the wish of Dad and Master.

I ran on the path in the woods, listening to the sound of my feet stepping on the fallen leaves, and my heart kept beating the drums, for fear that some of my grandsons would be idle and suddenly jump out to scare me.

When I was about to finish running, suddenly a faint voice came from behind me: "Little ghost come to accompany us" I was almost scared to pee when I heard it, and without saying a word, I threw the brick that I had been holding in my hand, and I heard a scream, and the world was quiet

"Dad! It turned out to be you! ”

"Little bunny, you're so ruthless! Come here! Look at Lao Tzu if he doesn't beat you! ”

"How stupid I am, I'll go back and tell my mom!"

"Little Ancestor, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong"

Thinking of these past events, I laughed involuntarily, and Lao Song suddenly laughed when he saw me, and without saying a word, he gave me a head and shouted: "Bah! What a demon! How dare you possess my brother! ”

"Demon your ancestor! Lao Tzu is your uncle! I roared.

"What an accident! It was a pure accident! ”

"Get out!"

Just when Lao Song and I were communicating cordially with each other, the little paper man suddenly stopped, and when we saw that the paper man stopped, we also stopped closely. I turned my face and smiled, and the old Song was about to collapse. Yes, let your grandson run so happily, when the paper man in front of you is running slowly, you have to run if you don't go, and you will be tired of your grandson!

Lao Song gasped and said to me: "Brother Fan, I call you brother, don't play this in the future, this paper man is simply a marathon run, if this happens next time, it is estimated that we have not been killed by ghosts, we will be tired to death first." I was also dying, gasping and nodding.

We sat on the ground and rested for a while before slowly getting up and looking around for clues.

It's a platform-like place, with far fewer trees than in front of it, and at least you can see the moon when you look up. Standing on the platform and looking around, there is a canyon not far away, and there is a steel cable on the head, I don't know what it does. The edges of the platform are all cliffs. After looking for a while, there is not even a ghost, and I can't feel any breath, it can't be a paper figure teasing us, right?

Just when we were worried, there was a sudden breath of yin behind us, it was those things during the day!

Lao Song and I felt that the latter two words were not spoken, so we turned around and took out the guy and prepared to do it.

It's okay not to turn around, but when you turn around, you're dumbfounded, nothing! That breath is gone!

"Are we hallucinating?" Lao Song and I asked each other in unison.

Before we could finish speaking, this breath came out from the edge of the platform again, and we hurriedly ran towards the place where the breath came from.

Seeing this, my mind is almost a mess, what the hell is this?

Lao Song also thought about it with a bitter face, and his eyes kept looking around.

At this moment, fog began to rise on the platform, and a person walked out of the woods, these people are different from those during the day, some of the flesh and blood on their faces are blurred, and some of the bones are weirdly bent, although the appearance is different, but I and Lao Song are sure that these are those things during the day, the appearance can change, and the breath can never be wrong.

One by one, these ghosts walked towards the platform with their heads down, walked past us, and did not look at us, as if we had become transparent people, and when they reached the platform, they sat down one by one.

We saw that there was no malice in these things, so we didn't do it first, and watched them quietly. After a while, the ghosts didn't move, just sat on the ground and didn't move.

The smell of their bodies was permeated around us, and we felt it carefully for a while, only to realize that there was not only coldness in this breath, but also sadness, despair, and an unspeakable longing.

What the hell is going on?

Just as we were about to take a look, one of the male ghosts suddenly spoke.

"You guys, can you see us?" The male ghost looked up at us and said quietly.

We didn't bother to hide it, nodded and asked, "What's the matter with you guys?" Why is it different from ordinary ghosts? ”

"Hehe, we are not ordinary ghosts, we are spirits turned from ghosts." He said with a smile. When I heard this, I was immediately shocked, how can a ghost become a spirit? Spirits are generally made from spirited animals or plants, and I have never heard of ghosts turning into spirits.

He looked at our puzzled eyes, waved at us, and motioned for us to sit down: "Two little brothers, since you can see us and find this place from the outside, it means that you are not ordinary people, can you do us a favor?" When the other ghosts around heard him say this, they immediately raised their heads and looked at us expectantly.

"Uncle, tell me what you want us to help you with first, otherwise we won't be able to agree." I shook my head and said.

When he heard me say this, he didn't get angry, but smiled and said to me, "Little brother, let me tell you a story, and you will know why we are like this." ”