At this time, there are some clues, but the fog is even worse, and the direction is completely unclear in the clouds.

I said, "The second ghost is more terrifying. He kept threatening us, he said we all had to die. ”

Old man Wang paced around the room with his hands behind his back, pondered for a moment, and said, "Let's not talk about him first, I think of one thing, that college student mentioned the locust tree spirit?" ”

"Yes." I say.

"Xiao Luo, do you know why the back mountain is called the Valley of the Blind?" Old man Wang suddenly asked such a question.

I shake the swacks.

Old man Wang said: "In the depths of the Blind Valley, there is a hundreds of years old Liaodong Acacia tree, which is tall and grows secretly. It is said that it has become a sperm. This story has spread widely in Long City, and basically the locals know such a legend. The locust tree spirit mentioned by the college student is likely to refer to this. ”

My eyes widened: "Is there really a goblin?" ”

Old man Wang said: "The goblin we are talking about is two different concepts from the goblin in the traditional sense. It's not that this thing becomes a refinement, it turns into a human form, and goes in and out of the world at will, it's not like that at all. The so-called tree spirit means that this old locust tree is too old, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, feeling the changes of heaven and earth, and coincidentally worshiped by many people. Mental blessing makes it feel and spiritual. The word spirit is difficult to explain, so you can figure it out for yourself. How to call it spiritual. ”

"No matter what kind of goblin it is, anyway, this old locust tree has become a spirit?"

Old man Wang nodded: "There is such a legend. I've been stationed in this reservoir for many years. Sometimes on the night of the full moon, you will see the blind valley with aura, steaming and spitting blue, and the moonlight essence escaping into the deep mountains. In the mountains, there is spiritual energy coming out. ”

I'm stupid, we've seen some gods and ghosts, but I've never seen an old tree become a spirit.

Old man Wang said: "Now there is the most important clue, which is the locust tree spirit. Tomorrow Lao Lin is here, we can discuss with him and go to the back mountain to have a look. If there are dates or not, hit a rod first. "It's a good idea.

"The locust tree is fine, it's amazing." I say.

Old man Wang said: "Huai character, you can see it when you open it, one wood and one ghost." The ghost of the wood is also. The tall and seeded is the female locust, and only the female locust can feel the soul in the locust tree. In addition to absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, the mother acacia should also absorb the essence of men. ”

"Is that dangerous?" I asked in a trembling voice.

"Of course, everything in the world that is yin is dangerous. It will absorb your essence, especially for the essence that is very important for men, and it will absorb the essence of men to boost itself. It will make men have **, arouse some desires, and even make the act of copulating with a tree. Old man Wang said.

"Damn, it's really fake." I gasped.

"Let me tell you the truth, Xiao Luo, have you been to Changchun?"

"Haven't been."

"Wait for this matter, I can ask Xie Ling to accompany you to play, it's not too far from our Long City. About ten years ago, there was a master of evil magic in Changchun, who collected the seeds of the locust tree essence as a medicine, and he made an aphrodisiac for female customers. That thing is like perfume, gently sticking a few drops to the neck or wrist, colorless and odorless, but it can attract men, make them fascinated, and do many uncontrollable things. ”

I listened to it with relish, but I didn't expect there to be so many interesting stories in this hidden river.

"Uncle Wang, you said that the death of the college student has something to do with the locust tree spirit?"

Old man Wang pondered for a moment and said, "Yin Spirits don't talk nonsense, since he mentioned the Locust Tree Spirit, it must have something to do with it." This trip to the Valley of the Blind is inevitable in my opinion. It's late, you can rest first, I'll call Lao Lin and tell him. ”

Old man Wang took out an old antique phone with a flip cover from the table and called Lin Faguang. Old man Wang said a few words on the phone, and the two hung up the phone without talking too much. Old man Wang said: "The black lights are blind on this cold day, and Lao Lin is still driving on the road, and he doesn't know what to talk about." Let's ignore him, go to sleep, and go into the mountain tomorrow with enough spirits. ”

The room where I slept was upstairs, and when I was about to go upstairs, I looked at the stove and asked, "Uncle Wang, won't the stove go out?" ”

"It's fine." He said, "Let it die on its own, and the charcoal will be extinguished when it burns out." Now it's too cold in the house, and save some heat. ”

We went upstairs, and there were three rooms upstairs, one of which was the old man's room, one was for the groceries, and one was empty, just as a guest room.

I went in and saw that the room was small and clean. The kang is hot, covered with a half-new quilt, picked it up and smells a rancid smell of years, I don't know how long it hasn't been washed. Don't be too particular about it in such a place, just get together for a night.

There was no pillow, so I took off my coat and rolled it up and put it at the head of the bed, and I didn't take off my clothes, so I just covered the quilt and slept like this. I can't sleep, I toss and turn, one is that the clay kang is too hot, and I can't bake it as a young man. The second is that I didn't take off my sweater, hiking pants, and socks, so I fell to sleep like this, which was really uncomfortable.

I sat up and looked at my watch, it was only nine o'clock in the evening, there was no internet, no TV, no books to read, and the long night was really difficult. I sat at the head of the bed, pulled out a cigarette, and stared out at the dark sky in a daze. It was dark, and it was foggy outside, and nothing could be heard except the bitter winter wind.

I went to the window and looked outside, and vaguely saw a distant reservoir glowing with silver light, and there was no one around, and the dead branches and leaves shook gently, and there was a solemn death. I thought to myself, just a few days ago I was lying comfortably in the hot quilt at home, and now I have appeared in such a ghost place for some reason, and I can't say how strange my life is.

For some reason, I felt uncomfortable in my heart, empty, and always felt like I wanted something. I often feel this insecurity, and Copperlock laughs at me for it. I sighed, bored when I got back to my bed, and picked up a crane-shaped paperweight on the table and played with it. I was sleepy while playing, took off my clothes, and went to sleep.

This sleep is extremely uncomfortable, and I have been wandering between half asleep and half awake, and I seem to be able to feel the uncomfortable strength of myself tossing and turning. In the blindness, I suddenly felt someone outside the window.

I couldn't open my eyes no matter how I opened them, and my sleepiness was as thick as a pot of black asphalt. I seemed to be able to stand up and go to the window to check, the moon was dark and the wind was high outside, and there was no one at all.

As I was hesitating, a human face suddenly appeared on the window, and I screamed in fright, took a few steps backwards, and sat on the ground.

This face is extremely weird, with no facial features, and a skeleton tattooed with black paint on the white face. The skeletal face was expressionless, looking coldly at me through the window. I didn't dare to move, so I just stared at it blankly.

I don't know how long it took for this process of looking at each other, but I felt like my body was rusting to death, and the pores of my body opened and closed. Then I heard a cold man's sighing voice, "Alas~~". The sound flowed through the room like ice water, and it was creepy.

The window creaked open, and the skeletal face actually crawled in. It has no body, just a head, and it seems to have antennae under its neck, wriggling in small pieces, and its head can crawl at will like a snail's shell. I got up and ran out, came to the door, and pulled the door so hard that it was locked so tightly that it could not be opened.

The skeletal face had crawled up to the table, and it opened its mouth as if to say, "I said you were all going to die."

It dawned on me that this must be the horrible man, who was coming to kill me in order to cover his whereabouts. I wanted to shout at you not to come, but I couldn't speak, and my throat was as hot as fire, which was very uncomfortable.

I stepped back until I reached the door, and the head slowly crawled towards me. At this time, the window was wide open, but there was no cold wind blowing in, and there was bright moonlight outside, and the light shone on the table, and the human head seemed to enter a small stage.

It came to the edge of the table, squirmed down the legs of the table, and crawled to the floor. In the small and broken voice, he crawled towards me little by little.

I froze, my body suffocating with intense fear. At that moment, a man suddenly appeared from behind me in the dark room. When this person appeared, and why he came behind him quietly, I don't know anything. He attached himself to my ear and whispered, "I'll wait for you to come." ”

As soon as I heard this, I immediately came to my senses. Damn, untie the bell!

When I turned my head to look, there was nothing behind me, was it an auditory hallucination just now? By the time I turned my head again, the skeletal face on the ground had crawled closer. It looked up at me, its facial muscles trembling, as if it were smiling with its mouth open.

My consciousness began to blur, and the scene in front of me trembled. Suddenly, I heard a voice far away: "Smash the window, smash the window!" ”

I looked at the paperweight next to me, squeezed it tightly in my hand, and threw it at the window with all my strength. But his hands were weak and weak, and his whole body seemed to be seriously ill, and he watched the paperweight slowly float to the window, and with a "pop", he broke out of the window.

It's no wonder, the window was originally open, but the paperweight flew over and seemed to smash the closed window, this qiē was like a dream, and in the haze, a cold wind blew in outside the window, blowing chills all over my body, and it was cold to the bones. When I looked closely, the skeletal face was gone.

At this time, I opened my eyes suddenly, and found that I was still lying on the broken kang, the window was broken with a big hole, and a gust of cold wind poured in, it turned out that I had a strange dream just now.

The cold wind blew me awake, and when I raised my nose, I smelled a strange smell in the room.

At this moment, the door of the house slammed open, and Old Man Wang stumbled in. His face was sallow, he looked very painful, and reluctantly said, "Gas leak...... 1. Carbon monoxide poisoning ......"

As soon as he said this, I immediately felt soft all over my body, and my head hurt badly, like after a hangover, everything I look at is a double shadow. Thinking of the grotesque and bizarre scene in the dream just now, I realized that it must be a near-death vision seen after carbon monoxide poisoning.

I reluctantly sat up from the bed: "Uncle Wang, fortunately you shouted 'smash the window', otherwise I would have suffocated in the house." ”

He helped me out of bed and over to the broken window. I took a big breath of the cold air outside, and the discomfort in my body was relieved a lot, and my mind was much clearer.

Old man Wang smiled bitterly: "I was about to suffocate to death just now, how can I be in the mood to call you." ”

As soon as he said this, I thought back to the life-saving sound just now, and I was a little frightened, and the sound sounded very much like the bell was unraveled.

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