On the way back, Ning Qianyun also made a phone call to Yang Liu, who said that she had found out where her sister lived, in a rented house in an urban village, and Yang Liu herself rented a single room in the building opposite the rental house, saying that she could monitor her sister's movements.

What made Ning Qianyun strange was that since he knew that Yang Zi was there, why didn't Yang Liu look for her directly?

As soon as Ning Qianyun returned to the house where he lived, he saw someone sneaking around in front of his door, squatting on the ground, not knowing what he was doing.

The corner of the man's eyes seemed to catch a glimpse of Ning Qianyun who was going upstairs, and he quickly stood up, handed the envelope in his hand to Ning Qianyun, and said, "Your letter." ”

Ning Qianyun looked at the man, and while taking the letter, he asked tentatively, "I remember that the person who sent the letter before was not you." ”

"He's sick, and I'll deliver letters from now on." The man spoke very succinctly, without half a word of nonsense.

Ning Qianyun said "oh", and hurriedly opened the door and went in, because the man's eyes looked at him made Ning Qianyun feel furious in his heart. Of course, the more important reason is because Ding Yi replied.

This reply was quick.

Ning Qianyun turned on the lamp, spread out the letters, and read them word by word:

"Mr. Ning, I'm glad to hear from you, but I'm still disappointed, because it's not what I want, you may have always thought that I was sitting at my desk writing stories, but the truth is, I'm in such an environment now, I'm scared, I hope you can help me, even if it's to give me some spiritual relief."

This was the first paragraph of the fourth letter, and Ning Qianyun felt a little sad when he read it, but soon, the rest of the content replaced the sadness with fear.

"I found myself in 1970, and it seemed a bit like a time in time, but it made me feel terrified all the time. One day, the village announcer shouted over the loudspeaker, telling the whole village to go to the center of the square, saying that there was going to be a criticism meeting, which of course included me, but I was wrong, I should not have go, because I saw the most terrible scene. ”

"It was a family of three, they were bound by several arm-thick ropes, and their flesh and skin were strangled by these ropes with deep blood marks, and not only that, they were forced to kneel in the middle of the narrow square, facing east, with a short wooden board stuck in their backs, I couldn't make out what was written, but I knew there must be some crime."

"I huddled in the crowd and listened to Aunt Hua cursing on the side, saying that their family of three were sinners and should be punished like this, what should be done, but I listened to it for a long time, and I didn't understand what crime their family of three committed. Just as I was wandering, I suddenly heard a young man in front of me shouting, 'Water, water, water', and when I looked up, I saw another young man pouring boiling water over their heads, and then I almost fainted in the crowd with a heart-rending scream, but, however, I noticed that the people around me were actually laughing and triumphant, as if this would make them feel satisfied. ”

"Later, I learned that the reason why the family of three was punished was because they had produced one less load of rice last month. By the way, there is a strange system in this village, which stipulates that each household must produce as much as they are required to produce each month, and it is not enough to have one more or less, but what I didn't expect was that I would be punished like this. ”

"In the next few days, the whole village returned to calm, everyone did their own thing, everything seemed to be in order, but I know that this village is definitely not that simple, although they seem to be kind-eyed, but in their bones, they are all ruthless representatives, everyone is a violent dictator, they not only dictate their own actions, but also try to control others, darkness, darkness."

"I thought about running away from this terrible village, but for some reason, I never heard anyone in the village say anything about the outside world, as if this village was the whole world as they knew it, in other words, there was no way out of the village. But when I think about it, it doesn't seem right, because here there is a postman who comes into the village every now and then, and he is so strong that he looks at people and makes people feel frightened. ”

"Once, I asked him, are there any other villages around here? He said no, and I asked him again, "How did you get to the city?" He said, "There is no city outside." I was strange and wanted to continue asking him, but he walked away without saying a word. ”

"I also tried to follow him, follow him, maybe I can go to the outside world, but for some reason, every time I reach a mountain pass, he disappears, really disappears, in the blink of an eye, a big living person disappears before my eyes, and then in the blink of an eye, a white grave appears in front of my eyes. I was scared and hurried back to the village. ”

"By the way, my injuries are healed, I was assigned to Aunt Hua's family, and from this month, I also have production tasks. Although the task is relatively easy, Aunt Hua seems to be extremely nervous, and she will nag a few words every day, asking me to check again, let me be serious and serious, and I must not make mistakes, etc. ”

"Actually, I know that Aunt Hua is afraid that I will be punished for not doing a good job, after all, the taste of boiling water on my body makes my whole body hurt when I think about it."

"Also, you may wonder why I know nothing about the outside world and yet think of writing to you. Because my two former brides and dads were former educated youths, and they had a lot of books at home, and I read the short stories you wrote, which impressed me, so I also happened to remember your contact information, which may be some kind of fate. ”

Ning Qianyun read this, and the fourth letter had ended.

Although Ding Yi said so in the letter, Ning Qianyun still had a hard time believing what she said, could a living person really travel to 1970? That's a bit too much.

However, the only thing worth doubting is the postman, and the postman mentioned in Ding Yi's letter seems to be the one he met just now. If that's the case, just ask the postman the next time you meet him.

Everything will fall into place.

Except for Yang Zi's business. Yes, what Ning Qianyun is most worried about now is Yang Zi's affairs, and what is even more terrifying is that he should have slept in the same bed with Yang Zi yesterday, and spent the night with a psychopath like this. It's not that he dislikes her for being mentally ill, it's that this feeling makes him uncomfortable.

Ning Qianyun pressed his temples, and he was a little sleepy.

He turned off the lamp and planned to lie down on his desk.

By the time Ning Qianyun woke up, it was already dark, and it was pitch black all around, this feeling of darkness made him uncomfortable, and there was a sound of Weng Weng screaming in his ears, like bees flying around in his ears.

Ning Qianyun patted his ears, but he heard another voice.

"I'm behind you."

"Who?" Ning Qianyun's reaction was very fast, and he immediately turned his head, but there was only nothing behind him, and there was nothing, "Who are you?" ”

"I want to tell you something."

"What's the matter?"

"About the willows."

"Huh?" Ning Qianyun frowned, got up and wanted to turn on the light, "What's wrong with her?" ”

"Don't waste your efforts, I'll cut the wires before I go into the house." The man smiled smugly.

Sure enough, no matter how Ning Qianyun pressed it, the switch of the light did not respond.

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Ning Qianyun still didn't give up, since the person who spoke was in the house, then he could definitely find it.

"Stay away from Yang Liu, don't go near her."

"That's it?" Ning Qianyun could already deduce where the voice was, it was in his room. Ning Qianyun was holding down the handle of the door, and if he waited a little longer, he could suddenly push it open, catching the people inside off guard.

"Don't come in, come in, I'll be gone."

"So what?" Ning Qianyun was about to push it away.

"Don't you want to know why I'm telling this?"

Hearing this, Ning Qianyun stopped pushing open the door and asked, "What is the reason?" ”

"He or she won't let me say it."

"Who is he or she?" Ning Qianyun asked puzzled.

"You don't have to worry about this, in short, Yang Liu is a demon, a demon......"

"Why should I trust you?" Ning Qianyun sneered.

After a few seconds, the people inside didn't speak anymore, and Ning Qianyun asked tentatively, "What is the relationship between you and Yang Liu?" ”

But the people inside still didn't reply.

Ning Qianyun twisted the handle and opened the door directly, finding that it was empty, but the window was opened, and the night wind blew the curtains on both sides high.

He probably ran through the window!

Ning Qianyun immediately ran to the window, leaned on the window and looked down, there was a pool of bright red blood downstairs, and in the center of the pool of blood, there was a man lying there, this man looked exactly like himself.

Ning Qianyun was frightened, Lang Lang staggered, fell backwards on his bed, he saw himself reflected in the ceiling, flesh and blood blurred, people are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts, and asked in horror, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm you." "Ning Qianyun" on the ceiling spoke.

"And who am I?"

"You're me."

In the blink of an eye, the reflection of the ceiling disappeared, and in its place was dense hair, seeping out of the gaps in the ceiling, spreading rapidly, and in an instant the entire ceiling was jet-black hair, fluctuating and moving. Ning Qianyun also saw human heads, and there were many human heads hidden in these hairs, some of whom he knew, some of whom he didn't know, and moreover, he himself.

Before Ning Qianyun had time to think about what to do, these hideous-looking heads crackled like a heavy rain, falling from the ceiling one after another, and one of the heads happened to hit Ning Qianyun's stomach, and that one happened to be himself.

Under this extremely terrifying scene, Ning Qianyun had lost his normal consciousness, his scalp was numb, and his head was blank, not only that, but he felt that the brain congestion was extremely serious now, and after the body suddenly shivered, Ning Qianyun had tilted his head to the side and suddenly lost consciousness.