In the depths of the dark and gloomy dense woods, there was the joyful frolic of children and the sound of crying. But in the deep mountains and old forests where the environment is extremely treacherous, how can there be children! Just when everyone mistakenly thought that they had misheard and were about to come out from behind the trees, in the dark depths of the distance, the lively sound of children playing and laughing could be heard again.

The sudden sound again proved that everyone was not experiencing auditory hallucinations. The smoker immediately gestured at me, bent down and quickly flashed behind a large tree, and ran forward. I pulled the vajra from my waist and beckoned everyone to follow carefully.

When the sound of children playing was clearly recognizable, they found that not far ahead, there were several children wearing floral cotton jackets. The boy combed his smooth and neat pigtails, and the girl held two cute little buns in her bun, smiling all over her face, looking very cute. My first impression was that it was haunted, but there were no graves around, and I thought that this group of babies was probably an ancient tree, or some small animal transformed into a child, and wanted to make a mistake. However, small animals become essences, it is difficult to transform them into exactly the same, these little babies wearing flower cotton jackets, it is very likely that they are trees and flowers like tea tree spirits, because the flowers and plants that look the same are easy to change out of the same spirits.

The fat man whispered to my approach, lowered his voice and asked me, "What should I do?" ”

My idea is to try not to provoke them, and it's best to retreat quietly without noticing. It is absolutely no good to provoke these unknown ghosts and monsters, and once they are discovered, they will definitely not take advantage of it. Just as I was about to turn to leave, I suddenly heard a click. In the silence of the night, it is especially harsh. When I looked closely, I realized the source of the clicking sound. It turned out to be the sound of children gnawing on turnips.

The children playing in the woods in the distance, as if they were tired of playing, gathered under the trees in twos and threes, dug out a few large white radishes from under the trees, rubbed them on the top of the cotton jackets, and stuffed them into their mouths. The crisp sound of a click hit my head, and I swallowed. The stomach almost screamed in anger.

The fat man had been hungry for a few days, but his big emaciated face came close to me, and his eyes looked into the distance without blinking. Saliva is dripping. Our shriveled stomach is about to be corroded and perforated by gastric juice, and we have been hungry for I don't know how many days, and our eyes are glowing green. The Adam's apple on the top of my neck kept moving up and down, and I pulled the fat man next to me tightly. Because the mind knows that what is seen in front of you is absolutely unreal. In this season, where do you get radishes from the ground to eat? However, the crisp and seductive voice, the smile on the child's face as he chewed the turnip, like a devil, kept tempting us.

You must not take another step forward, what you see in front of you is definitely a trap, once you are tempted, you will be involuntarily controlled. It's too late to escape.

I restrained my body's instinct and clung to the fat man. But the rest of the team was broken, unable to resist the temptation, step by step, like zombies, stretching out their arms and walking towards the front mechanically.

Finished. At this time, a lot of sentences popped up in my mind, such as "a blessing is not a curse, a disaster cannot be avoided," and "curiosity kills the cat" and other nonsense. Anyway, this disaster can't be avoided.

Letting go of the fat man, I watched the figure of my teammate moving forward and chased after him. After chasing a few steps, I found that there was something strange, the body shape of the teammate who kept moving forward was not like a worried monkey, nor did it look like a timid Zha Ling'er, so who couldn't resist the temptation and rashly moved forward?

When I tried to discern it carefully, I noticed that the figure in front of me was constantly moving forward, black, foggy and blurry, and I couldn't see the specific appearance, and soon I realized that something was wrong. The figure walking in front of him did not have the sound of footsteps, and it seemed to walk with his heels not touching the ground, fluttering. Just when I was surprised and wondering, all my teammates behind me rushed to my side, and the fat man grabbed me and asked anxiously, "Lao Zheng, what are you doing?" ”

I was pulled behind a tree by everyone, and I found that everyone was there, and there were no fewer of them, so who was the person who walked in front of me just now?

Horrified, I immediately poked my head out of the back of the tree and found that the figure that had floated in front of me was gone, as if the water had evaporated, and there was no trace of it. And now we were so close to the children in the shadows that I was so close that I was horrified to find that in the distance I had just seen the children in their hands gnawing on turnips, and where they were still turnips, but a bloody arm, but in the dim light, it looked no different from the white turnips. The children who were originally extremely cute now look at the past and completely turn into a terrifying appearance of green faces and fangs, and the blood that keeps dripping down from the corners of their mouths makes them look like children with evil forks, and the evil feeling is even better than that of the yakshas.

I don't feel too much fear of ghosts, but children's ghosts will feel a little different, and I will faintly hair in my heart, but this strange feeling does not come from fear. I once discussed this with Master, and Master said that Taoist priests in Maoshan also find it a little tricky for children's ghosts. Because children's body and mind are not yet fully developed, most of them can't listen to people's words, they are not controlled, and they die when they have not enjoyed themselves and have a good look at this wonderful world, most of them have resentment, accumulate in their hearts, are overly attached, and their resentment is difficult to eliminate. Probably because you know this very well, it breeds worry, because excessive worry, which induces fear.

I think that the different feelings I have about children and ghosts are probably due to the worry that Master said, because I know that they are not easy to deal with, so I am overly nervous and worried, and this causes a feeling of panic.

Seventh Master asked me in a cold sweat, "You were evil just now?" ”

I immediately nodded, saying that I guess I was bewitched by ghosts, it was too scary and unsafe here, and I should leave as much as possible.

Everyone immediately nodded and began to bend over, silently retreating backwards, preparing to evacuate. However, the ghost that fascinated my mind just now was designed to lure us here, so how could it let us go lightly. Just as we had taken a few steps backwards and were about to turn and flee, the children in the distance had already noticed our existence and suddenly turned their heads around. (To be continued......)

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