"What is this?" Wang Zitong asked in horror.

"Another person's eight characters." I frowned.

Wang Zitong said, "Could it be the old man who spied on me just now?" ”

"Almost." I stared at the string of words on the ground, picked up the cigarette I had just smoked, and was surprised to find that the two were identical. This is a bit interesting, a certain cigarette in the cigarette case is the same as the eight characters on the ground, which may be reasonable. But is it a coincidence that I pulled out one of my hands, the one that was the same as the eight characters on the ground?

I stared at the bright red figure on the ground and was stunned, and Wang Zitong patted me: "What do you think?" ”

I rubbed my brow, and since I came to this place, I have encountered a series of unbelievable things. However, the occurrence of these things seems to have some kind of great relationship with me, and they did not appear out of thin air.

I seemed to vaguely remember something, but I couldn't grasp the substance, and I really had a headache after thinking about it for a while. Now it's imperative to overdo it. I re-lit the cigarette in my hand, found two bricks and pinned them to the ground, and in the dark bathhouse, I saw only the red flickering of the cigarette butt.

The cigarette slowly lit, and Wang Zitong and I watched as bursts of black smoke rolled out of the ground with eight characters written on it, as if something was burning. The black smoke slowly rose into the air and gradually dissipated.

"Another one." Wang Zitong said softly.

When the cigarettes were burned, we walked out of the bathhouse. Wang Zitong was about to move forward, and I stopped her: "Don't hurry to go, I'll ask you something." ”

She looked at me quizzically.

"Tell us a little bit about your family." I say.

"What do you mean?" Wang Zitong frowned.

"Wang Zitong, don't you think everything that happens here is weird? The eight characters we see correspond to a certain cigarette in my cigarette box, and once the cigarette is lit, the ghost marked with the eight characters will go away. When I think about it, it seems that I came here because I arranged it in advance, just to do this. So, how did I get here? "I look at her.

Her eyes were a little cold: "I brought you here." ”

"Not bad." I nodded: "Let's talk about it, did you already know that there is a group of wandering ghosts here, and you also know that only I can surpass them, so you brought me here." ”

"Liu Yang, let me tell you, this is my first time here! Believe it or not. When I was in school, I heard from my classmates that there was a terrifying temple where the bodies of gods were sacrificed. That's why I've come all the way here. It was just an accident when I met you, and I would have had to come without you. ”

"Wait, all the way? Wang Zitong, where do you live? I asked.

"I ...... Uncle, do you check the household registration, okay, I'll tell you, I live in Chunshui County. She snorted.

Chunshui County? I muttered, confused, "No, my house is from Spring Water." I came back from the city and took the bus home, and I went to Chunshui! So what exactly is this place? Am I on the wrong bus? ”

"I really can't do anything about you, I'm confused, and I always love to blame others." Wang Zitong said: "Of course this is not spring water, here is ......"

Speaking of this, she hesitated for a while: "Uncle, what is this place?" I can't remember how I got here. ”

I was so distraught that I simply squatted on the ground, covering my head and thinking about it. Memories go all the way back to waking up from the car, and beyond that it's a blank slate.

Wang Zitong also seemed to realize something, and she suddenly said something that made me creepy: "Uncle, did you say that we were in a dream?" ”

I looked up at her.

Wang Zitong said: "I have watched many American movies, and there are such plots, we have entered an unbelievable dream world. The reason why you feel awkward everywhere is because it's a dream, and there is no reason to talk about it. ”

I glared at her, "Why can the two of us be in a dream?" Is it the same dream? The brain is networked? ”

She rolled her eyes and said, "Or a near-death illusion." ”

"What illusion?"

The prince said proudly: "Near-death illusion means that people will see or experience some strange illusions before they die. Some people can see the memories of their lives, and some people can see the white passage, the flying angel in white or something. ”

"You mean, we're both dying, and our real bodies may be being rescued in the hospital at this time, and our souls are in a trance to this ghost place?" I say.

"Clever." Wang Zitong said: "We may be sitting in the same bus, and this car was in an accident while it was traveling. It was difficult for everyone in the car to jump, some people died on the spot, and they became 'ghosts' that we needed to exceed, and some people still had the breath to wander around the ghost gate, such as the two of us, they became partners and companions in exploring this ghost domain. ”

I stood up to look at her, and the girl looked back at me with clear eyes. Her words made a lot of sense, and when I thought about it carefully, goosebumps rose all over my body. I muttered, "Your imagination is so powerful that it reminds me of Li Yang." ”

"Who is Li Yang?" Wang Zitong asked.

I shook my head: "I don't know this person either. I didn't know what happened just now, so I blurted out. , it's weird. I was a little scared and didn't want to continue, so I changed the subject and said, "Zitong, then how do you say we can get out?" ”

Wang Zitong thought for a while and said, "If we are really in the near-death illusion, if we want to get out, we must let ourselves live!" ”

"How?" My heart sank.

Wang Zitong said: "Death is likely to create all kinds of troubles and predicaments for us, we must grit our teeth and live, waiting for the moment when our real bodies are saved by doctors." I've seen some near-death fantasy movies, and if we hang here, it means we're dead in reality. ”

"You're right!" I looked at the tall ancient building not far away: "No matter what, just survive." We must survive until the moment we are rescued. ”

Wang Zitong and I have reached a consensus that the god of death or fate has arranged us to go to that ancient building, and we should not avoid it. I'm afraid that the only way to escape this hellish place is to enter the final level of the level.

It's a game, a game we play with the Grim Reaper, with Lord Yama. If you clear the level, you can continue to live; If you can't clear the level, it's hard to predict what the consequences will be, and it's likely that you'll be trapped in this labyrinth-like world for the rest of your life.

She and I were back on the road. We looked at the terrain and walked through an abandoned hotel to reach the old building in the center.

The hotel was about four or five stories tall, and we walked through the lobby on the first floor to the back door, only to find that the door was so heavily locked that we couldn't open it. Through the thick glass, we can already see the ancient building not far away.

The building is seven stories high, brick and wood structure, black throughout, ancient style, revealing a mysterious elegance. Looking at it, I had a strange feeling that something was there to inspire me.

The road was impassable, so we had to go back to the lobby, and Wang Zitong asked me what to do. I thought about it and said that the hotel will have an escape route, so let's go upstairs and look for it.

Up the stairs, we went from floor to floor. In the dark corridor, only the light of our flashlights shone brightly or darkly. Walking to the third floor, Wang Zitong walked into a room, and suddenly a scream came out, I was startled, and I saw her run out, out of breath: "Someone, someone ......"

I pulled her behind me and took a deep breath: "Don't panic, who's who?" ”

Wang Zitong said in a low voice: "A lot, a lot." Scared the hell out of me. ”

I chuckled in my heart, a lot of people? I walked in slowly, raised my flashlight, and the light shone into the room, and an area of Hessesen's room lit up. In that area, I saw a lot of heads.

It freaked the hell out of me. I stabilized my mind and looked carefully, and slowly breathed a long sigh of relief, damn it, these are all dummies. Damn, how can a hotel have such a weird room.

I asked Wang Zitong to see it, and she stuck out her tongue: "I'm scared to death, I thought it was a real person." ”

I took my flashlight and was about to leave it, when I suddenly saw what seemed to be a head turning in the depths of the room. I hesitated and entered the house, and Wang Zitong hurriedly said, "What are you going to do?" ”

I shone it with a flashlight, and the area of this room was probably less than 80 square meters. There are stacks of cabinets full of dummy heads, some bald, some wearing brightly colored wigs. In the middle of these heads, there are also some dolls, listed and listed, and under the flickering light and shadow, there is a bit of a terrifying feeling.

Wang Zitong looked at the cute doll and reached out to touch it, but I stopped with a sigh. It's so weird here, it's better to move less.

I figured out where I saw the turn and walked cautiously. There are many heads scattered here. I picked up a stick and pushed the heads away, revealing the innermost doll.

I was amazed to see this doll. On its face, a picture of a real person's avatar was pinned with a thumbtack.

The doll has long blonde hair and wears a pink skirt with two hands up and appears to be dancing. It was originally very cute, but with the real photo on the face, it looked so weird and ghostly.

Wang Zitong saw that I didn't move, so he was so frightened that he grabbed my arm and whispered, "Uncle, what's wrong with you?" ”

I looked at this photo, my eyes were a little red, and I said, "I seem to know this person." ”