Lu Xiansheng lit the candle for the two of us, and then he took out a black cloth and blindfolded his eyes.

I was surprised and asked, "What are you doing here?" Hide and seek? ”

Mr. Lu no longer has the hippie smile of the past. He said with a somewhat stern expression: "Although the ghost village is the periphery of the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave, the little ghosts in it are also difficult to entangle. If you're not careful, you'll be hooked. When the time comes, we will not be able to get out of it even if we turn to death in it. "The pit is just reversed.

He pointed to the black cloth on his face and said, "So I blindfolded my eyes so that I wouldn't be disturbed by the outside world." As long as I'm awake, I'll be able to bring you two over. Find the Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts. ”

I asked, "You're blindfolded and can't see anything, how are you going to take us there?" ”

Mr. Lu said, "Don't forget. I'm not alive right now. I can feel the yin energy. The Ten Thousand Ghost Cave is the place with the heaviest yin qi within a radius of several miles. As long as I go in that direction, I will always come. ”

Then he tore two strips of cloth from his body and plugged his ears as well.

He held the candle flat in one hand and made a gesture with the other, motioning for us to follow. Then he groped his way forward.

Xue Qian said beside me: "We are now going to break into the ghost nest, the business of nine deaths, and now we actually want to follow this blind man?" ”

I said helplessly, "What else can I do?" ”

We followed Mr. Lu for a while and found out that he didn't lie to us. He was able to sense direction. Soon, we entered the ghost village.

When I walked into the ghost village, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, I felt that the sky darkened instantly.

I looked up at the sky, it was gloomy and I couldn't see any sunlight. There are collapsed bamboo houses everywhere, half-built mud walls, and they look dilapidated.

I shivered and followed Mr. Lu in front of me.

Suddenly, Xue Qian whispered next to me, "Lao Zhao, you are on the wrong path. ”

I was stunned for a moment and asked, "Did I go wrong?" Isn't Mr. Lu in front? ”

Xue Qian looked panicked: "What Mr. Lu?" Where is Mr. Lu over there? ”

I looked back and saw that Mr. Lu was gone. In front of me was a mud wall with an ugly human figure painted in wood plaster.

The figure is staggered and the strokes are simple. But those eyes are heavily portrayed and painted very carefully.

It's as if the person making the painting has only seen a pair of eyes and hastily completed the body around it.

I stared at these eyes for a moment, and felt more and more creepy, like a bottomless abyss, sucking my soul into. In it, I saw treachery, I saw cunning.

At this time, Xue Qian's voice sounded next to me again: "Lao Zhao, let's go, what are you rubbing?" ”

I shuddered, came back to my senses, and thought, "It looks like this painting on the wall is a bit of an evil one." ”

I hurriedly turned around and continued to walk with Xue Qian.

However, at this time, I found a problem, Xue Qian always stood three feet away from me. I leaned in, and he was quick to run away.

I said strangely: "Old Xue, why are you always avoiding me?" ”

Xue Qian smiled at me: "Did I avoid you?" ”

I was about to speak, when suddenly my eyes caught sight of him. This look, it definitely doesn't belong to Xue Qian. But it's familiar.

I looked back at the painting on the wall. It was as if an electric current was passing through me.

Xue Qian's eyes are exactly the same as the eyes on the painting.

I touched the big knife behind me and said, "Old Xue, you refuse to approach me, are you afraid of my knife?" ”

Xue Qian's face was a little fluttering: "What did you say?" ”

I asked, "Where is the candle in your hand?" ”

Xue Qian began to pretend to be looking for: "Huh? Where's my candle? ”

I grabbed the hilt of my sword and threw it in front of me. I didn't pull the knife out of the scabbard, but used it as a heavy stick and smashed it heavily on Xue Qian.

Xue Qian looked at the knife in my hand in horror, and suddenly let out a miserable scream, and then his body started from his waist and broke into two.

At the same time, I jerked, and the scene in front of me changed.

I found myself standing in front of the wall, and the big knife in my hand had smashed a hole in the wall. This hole just cut off the waist of the little man painted on the wall.

I looked at it in horror: had I just been fascinated by a painting?

I knew that the eyes on the wall were unusual, so I simply smashed them four or five times with a large knife, and completely smashed them.

When I destroyed the earthen wall and turned around to look for Mr. Lu and Xue Qian again, I couldn't help but secretly complain. There are only ruins and ruins around, where is the shadow of the two of them?

I stood in the middle of a pile of rags and shouted anxiously: "Mr. Lu, Xue Qian, where are you?" ”

Suddenly, dozens of responses came from around: "I'm here, come quickly." ”

The sound came from all directions, like ocean waves, cascading into my ears, and I was terrified and a little overwhelmed to hear it.

I looked down at the candle in my hand and muttered, "Candle, candle, who has a candle?" ”

With a candle in one hand and a big knife in the other, I walked blindly in the ghost village.

I walked for a long time, but I never saw a figure. Not only that, but I found out that the ghost village was much bigger than I thought. I walked I don't know how many times, and I never got out. Eventually, I was so tired that I sat down on the floor.

Suddenly, my mind was stirred and I understood: "This is a ghost hitting the wall." It's not that the ghost village is too big, but that I met a ghost hitting the wall. ”

It was getting dark. I'm holding a candle. I waited for Mr. Lu to save me as if I was waiting for death.

There were many fires around, and these fires were faint, and they were floating far and near. I heard them cry out in a seductive voice, "Come, I have candles, I am real." ”

I muttered, "Candles, candles?" ”

I looked at the candle in my hand and woke up suddenly: "At noon, this half of the candle began to burn, and now that it is dark, why hasn't the candle shortened at all?" ”

I gritted my teeth, shoved my index finger into my mouth, and bit hard. The pain in my fingertips spread all over my body, and my confused mind suddenly cleared up.

I saw that it was still daytime. I'm sitting on top of a pile of garbage. However, immediately afterward, I saw several shadows circling around me, back and forth.

They were whispering something in my ear, and my brain was starting to get muddy again. At the same time, the light faded, and the day turned into night again.

I groped back and forth with what little sanity I had left. I muttered vigorously, "Corpse teeth, corpse teeth, corpse teeth." ”

I pulled out the tooth and stuffed it into my mouth like an addict had finally bought a drug.

After I held the corpse teeth in my mouth, my mind gradually cleared.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw that it was not dark yet. And around me, there were several shadows. They reached out and tried to cover my ears or try to cover my eyes.

I grabbed the big knife next to me and swung it out with all my might, knocking them away. Those little ghosts floated in mid-air, and although they didn't dare to approach, they still refused to leave.

I clutched my teeth and didn't dare to speak anymore.

I saw the half of the candle lying crooked on the ground, still burning. I picked it up and held it in my hand. Carry a big knife and continue to walk in the ghost village.

Soon, I found Mr. Lu and Xue Qian squatting next to a well. When I saw the two of them, I was both happy and angry.

I was glad that I had finally found my companion, but I was annoyed that I had fallen behind and that they didn't go to me. If it weren't for a corpse tooth, I'd be dead.

I hurried over to them, about to call them. Suddenly, I saw another person, crouching behind Mr. Lu, looking at me with a malicious expression.

This person is none other than myself.

My heart was pounding. Shaking the big knife hard, I silently muttered in my heart: "Okay, you dare to pretend to be me." ”