I looked at this dense ghost like an ant, and my heart suddenly cooled.

How did this Nima pass, do we let the ghosts, line up one by one and walk side by side? While I was in trouble, the old man came out of the group of ghosts, pointed to the narrow mountain road, and said:

"After getting out of this hollow, that's it.

I politely exchanged a few words with him, and then I stubbornly followed the only path in the recess, like the ghosts.

I was almost parallel to the group of ghosts, huddled on a narrow mountain path with cliffs on both sides, and below the cliffs, the blood-red eruption of lava.

With mixed feelings, I slowly followed the ghost.

And the ghosts seemed to be very happy with the scene.

I think they have accepted the reality in their hearts, thinking that as long as they can climb the mountain, it is already good for them, and it is much better than being incinerated by magma.

And my eyes were like X-rays, shuttling back and forth among the ghosts.

I thought I would see the wind chimes that accompanied a dream of my childhood, and the first woman in my life, Nina Chen.

When I searched the faces of all kinds of tragic ghosts, I couldn't do it.

With a sense of disappointment, I was led out of the recess by the old man.

Suddenly, a dazzling ray of sunlight fell on her face, and the sunlight was gentle and delicate like a girl's hand.

I followed the old man to the edge of the cliff, and the old man pointed to the bottom of the cliff with a blank face and said:

"Jump.

I stared at him with a look of doubt in his eyes.

The old man grabbed my hand and shook it so hard that I flew out in an instant.

I fell at a breakneck speed. Although I knew I was in a dream at this time, the reality of the dream made it impossible for me to distinguish between reality and dreams.

The old man stood on the cliff. He looked at me with a smile.

Its smooth head and folded face were slowly shrinking, and then disappearing completely.

At that moment, I felt like I was going to fly all of a sudden.

I think I'm enjoying it. The pleasure that this gravity gives me.

The feng shui echoed in my ears, my messy hair fluttered in the wind, and I felt like a pair of scissors cutting my hair.

Then I landed slower and slower until I was suspended in mid-air.

At that moment, I was floating in the air like an astronaut who had lost his center of gravity in space.

Suddenly, a powerful air current swept me in, followed by a burst of darkness that could not be reached.

At this time, the speed of my descent was significantly faster, and I don't know how long it took.

A bolt of lightning seemed to have split a gaping hole in the sky.

After a brief moment of brightness, dead silence returned.

At this time, I don't know when, I have arrived at the side of a ring road. Thunder roared in the sky, and from time to time lightning and thunderbolts thundered in the sky.

Then the huge raindrops in the sky fell like poured beans.

I knew I was at the scene of the incident at this point.

Next, everything that happened was what had already happened.

I know very well that from now on, whatever I see, it will happen.

The only thing I can do is to understand the truth of the matter, stabilize my mind, and not let myself be seen by the eyes. and affect mood.

In the dark, not far from me, a staggering middle-aged man drank the drunken middle-aged man. One step at a time.

The man seemed to have been devastated by the rainstorm and had long since become indifferent.

He was not tall and wore a gray coat.

The coat was tattered. Some of them resemble cape-like coats.

The man held a bottle in his hand, and every now and then he raised his hand to take two sips.

Judging from the road signs of the Huanshan Highway, this road should be called the section of Cholong Bay.

The location of Cholong Bay is in. Coal Mountain southwest to Yangci County, the most remote mountain road.

The trail is 7.8 kilometers long. It is an old road leading from Yangbei City to Yangci County.

The road is known for its steep terrain and steep mountain paths.

In the early years, when Yangbei City discovered that there were coal resources in the coal mountain, this road was the only road for Yangci to transport coal to Yangbei.

At that time, Yangbei City began to develop. Yangci County is an important town in Yangbei City, and the slogan put forward at that time was to build roads first to become strong and rich.

However, the level of construction at that time obviously could not meet the current standard of safe passage of heavy vehicles.

Besides, the heavy coal truck weighs dozens of tons, and no matter how good the road is, it can't withstand the pressure of this truck.

Moreover, the rugged curve of the mountain road is large, and there are four sharp turn ramps halfway up the mountain.

The mountain road is steep, the slope is large, and the mountain road is narrow, and when the mountain rocks roll down during the summer rainstorm, the car is destroyed and people are killed, and the old drivers who have not driven military vehicles in the army generally dare not cross.

At that time, this road was given a well-known name called Cholong Bay, which means that dragons can't cross this mountain road, and you can imagine the steepness of this road.

Later, for the sake of safety, Yangbei reopened the second national highway to Yangci County.

Gradually, the bay was deserted.

With the rapid development of Yangbei City in recent years, the municipal government has set up a bridge across the mountain and trains and cars on the eastern peak of Meishan Mountain.

However, this newly erected viaduct is 40 kilometers farther than the return of Cholong Bay to Yangbei City, and there are more inspection points for overloading along the way.

In order to save fuel costs and overload, all truck drivers still put a wide and safe road and did not walk, and took the risk to cross Cholong Bay.

Sometimes the policy is good, but it is also quite helpless to meet some opportunistic people.

It is this kind of opportunistic thinking that makes the usually deserted Cholongwan Mountain Road suddenly start to be lively at night.

Looking at the street sign, I vaguely felt that something was wrong, and this road was with the middle-aged man, the two of us, surrounded by the dark dead loneliness and the sound of the whirring rain.

The mountain mist fills the mountains and mountains, and it seems to reveal a kind of weirdness.

And the middle-aged man in front of me, judging from his dress, I think he wants a beggar who is drunk today.

The man obviously couldn't see me, and I was less than a few meters behind him.

The man regarded his life as free, drinking wine along the way, humming opera, shaking his head and entertaining himself, depending on the heavy rain, which could better express his singing Yaxing.

It was getting darker, and the beggar was still walking slowly along the mountain road.

Suddenly, on the opposite halfway up the mountain, a series of dazzling headlights lit up the entire halfway up the mountain.

Within ten minutes, a group of large trucks came head-on along the winding steep mountain road.

The beggars were no stranger to the overloaded wagons at night.

He didn't mean to avoid it at all, and walked sideways on the side of the road, but the hernia headlights of those trucks illuminated the road brightly.

Truck drivers obviously don't want to be like this kind of deadly person.

One by one, the trucks braked slowly around him, and some drivers even went so far as to insult him and spit on him through the window.

The beggar looked at him in a drunken state, and not only was he not angry, but he was very proud.

He looked back at the group of trucks coming down the mountain, and unexpectedly twisted Yangge in the middle of the road.

He jumped in the middle of the road step by step, and walked a long distance.

It wasn't long before another convoy of trucks roared down the hill.

At this time, the beggar happened to walk to the first sharp turn ramp in Choke Dragon Bay.

However, coincidentally, a car was slowly going up the hill, the speed of the car was extremely fast, there were three people in the car, one of them was a man sitting in the co-pilot, and scolded: "What are you, you died early, didn't you?"

The man in the car scolded him, but he still slowed down.

When passing through the first bend of Cholong Bay, the driver of the car saw the truck convoy that was constantly descending the mountain, but the high beams of the car were unusually bright, and the large truck convoy was blind in a few seconds when it met the car.

The sedan and the first truck passed safely, but the second truck behind was clearly making a big turn, and the car was extremely fast.

And at this time the beggar was clearly unaware of the danger. The rainstorm hit the windshield of the truck with rapid water droplets.

I saw with my own eyes that the poor beggar flew more than ten meters in an instant, and the wine bottle in his hand flew more than ten meters in an instant, and it shattered with a thud.

The beggar was swept under the wheel by the third wagon.

The car was clearly heavy, with a bucket full of coals on the body.

The heavy cart swayed slightly, and without even the slightest slowdown, it ran over the beggar directly.

This was followed by the second, the third, the fourth, until the fifth car was completely crushed.

The bleak rain washed away without mercy, and the corpse that had been crushed into human skin.

The bloody flesh had merged with the pitch-black asphalt road.

The bright red plasma was flowing slowly down the mountain by the rain.

Then, after some time, a black figure slowly rose from the ground.

He sat on the side of the road with hatred, looking at another convoy of trucks, repeatedly crushing over his body.

It rained heavily overnight, and the air was humid in the morning, and the sun was slowly rising, and the water was crystal clear on the tender branches and leaves of the weeds on the roadside.

A wild dog, seeing that he had smelled something rich, ran over, took a piece of flesh and dragged it out of the asphalt, devoured it, and picked up a piece. A car honked, and the wild dog ran through the grass by the side of the road with a piece of flesh in his mouth.

Then the sun rose, the temperature began to rise, and the body had now turned into a pale red scar covering the asphalt road.

Under the exposure of the sun, waves of heat rose, and the melted asphalt road was like a roasted duck, flowing with the swarthy juice, completely engulfing the body that had been crushed into paper. The soul of the dead looked at his unformed body, and he finally chose to leave this sad place.

But it didn't know that I had been following it. (To be continued.) )