Phoenix Ancient City, the hometown of Mr. Shen Congwen, was once praised by the famous New Zealand writer Louis Alley as the most beautiful small city in China, and is now a famous tourist and cultural destination. Many tourists from the city come here to find the innocence of nature and ethnic minority customs, and when they see the bluestone street, the stilted buildings along the river and the hometowns of celebrities, they feel novel, natural, far away from the world, and feel beautiful.

Of course, I don't think so.

Being in the same area, I'm used to seeing such scenery (except for the hometowns of celebrities), and I don't think it's that fascinating. As far as I'm concerned, I personally think that without Mr. Shen Congwen, it's no exaggeration to say that this ancient city would be half less charming. At the beginning of this article, I mentioned Mr. Shen, and my reverence for Mr. Shen originated from a high school Chinese teacher surnamed Shi. He said that Mr.'s "Border City" can actually win the Nobel Prize, but unfortunately the Nobel Prize is only awarded to the living, and Mr. died early, so he missed it. I still don't know how true or false this statement is, but whenever I read "Border City", I always feel that I am reading my hometown, and Cuicui lives by my side, kindly.

Unfortunately, my hometown, which is so close to the map, is many times worse in terms of tourism.

Therefore, I am actually extremely jealous that Phoenix can have Mr. Shen.

I arrived at about 5:50 p.m. in Phoenix, the Chinese New Year, few people travel here, and the ground looks deserted. There were always locals who came to solicit customers, but I ignored them and walked away. The so-called Wanshou Palace, 10,000 Towers, and other famous landscapes such as the Cui Building are also too lazy to take a look. I walked to the gate of the city, and a man came and asked if I wanted to stay, he was an old man, with gray hair and shivering in the cold wind. I couldn't help but think of my father and asked where?

He said that it was a stilted building by the river, but it was farther away, on the other side of the river, it was a folk house, a family inn for residents, and of course, the price was cheap.

I said okay, let's go. He was very happy and wanted to help me with my luggage, but I came in a hurry, so I carried a small bag, which contained only a change of clothes and some regular items, and did not let him take it. In fact, in addition to the Golden Week of tourism, holidays, Phoenix's consumption is not high, the best in the city of the world's Phoenix Hotel, the standard room is only 360 yuan. It's not convenient to go to live in a stilted building on this cold day, but I'm a person who has always been casual, so it doesn't matter.

It was getting late, and I was hungry all day, and when I got to the folk house and put my luggage away, I called the friend from the miscellaneous trail and walked around the lively place to find food. It took a long time for the phone to be connected, and it was a man with a deep voice who answered it, and when he learned of my intention, he was not enthusiastic, but he did not shirk, just asked me to go to him tomorrow morning, and he was waiting for me at home. His coldness made me feel a little bad in my heart, and I always felt full of yin. The night market by the Hongqiao, although it is the first month, is also very lively at night, ginger candy, rice tofu, stinky tofu, blood baba, rice noodles, pickled cabbage fish...... These things made me, a foodie, so excited that I feasted on them, and my stomach was stretched before I returned.

It was late at night when I got back to the family inn, so I went to bed and rested, looking at the wooden walls around me, silent.

Because it was the off-season, except for the landlord, I was the only customer in the building, and I couldn't sleep, so I moved on the bed, causing a chaotic sound on the wooden floor. Miao Zhai Dong native family and other ethnic minority areas inhabited, stilted buildings are not uncommon, most of this kind of buildings are based on wood, relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, relying on the water draft is also common, the wooden house is simple and cheap, but in fact, the stability and habitability are not good, the sound insulation is very poor, I lie on the bed, can hear the cough of the landlord downstairs.

I closed my eyes and put my hands on the locust wood sign on my chest, smelling the aroma of wood and tung oil.

Duoduo is not sleeping, the little girl has been fighting against demonic energy, the strength of the two sides is balanced, there are victories and defeats, whenever Duoduo wins, it will spread consciousness, connect to my mind, and comfort me. It also made my trip less worrying. Duoduo's well-behaved made me feel more and more guilty, and I secretly made up my mind to visit all the strange people, fulfill my promise to her, and let her live happily in this world.

Outside the window, the wind was blowing, whirring.

This tone is the call of the field, the heart of the earth, and the lullaby of nature. The journey was always tiring, and before I knew it, I closed my eyes.

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In the fog, I suddenly woke up, unable to open my eyes, and there was darkness in my consciousness.

I woke up almost instantly, but my body was so stiff that I couldn't move, and I was still immersed in a dream just now: in the dream, I fell into the water, and the water spread over my head in all directions, making me unable to breathe, and something like aquatic plants (maybe hair) obscured my vision, I reached out and touched it, it was a silky substance, smooth, and the darkness was eroding the world, I struggled, but the more I struggled, the more I sank, I became a monster, my eyes were as big as ping-pong balls, and my face was covered with blood, When I turned around, I suddenly appeared on the shore again, and saw a bridge on the water, and many women in white with long hair were walking towards the bridge...... Occasionally, a woman looked back at me, with no face, no eyes, nose, ears, and other features, as if covered with a white cloth......

The women in white, who had no faces, jumped off the half-broken bridge one after another.

The water was black dark water, with white bones floating on it, and when it jumped down, it sank without a ripple.

I woke up, my heart was moving, I wanted to shout, I wanted to turn over, I wanted to jump up and show my fear, but my muscles were soft and I couldn't move, as if I was tightly wrapped by something, weighing a thousand pounds. I could clearly see that I was lying on the bed, covered with a thick quilt, but I didn't even have the strength to push it away.

Then, a slippery and greasy stuff slipped through my neck.

It was a long thing, like a snake, like a fish, and the slime on its surface startled all the hairs on my body, and the throbbing was like an electric current, which made my whole body tingle, and then an eerie chill spread into all my pores.

I almost stopped thinking.

After that, I reacted and I was crushed by a ghost.

What is Ghost Press? It is also called a nightmare, and it is a subconscious awakening, but the nerve center that innervates the muscles has not fully woken up, so there is a terrible feeling of discomfort. Of course, this is the explanation above in medicine, there are 12 methods, when people are asleep, it is the time when consciousness prevention is the weakest, if there are evil things around the body, it is easiest to get close. It can be a living thing, or it may not be a concrete substance, it may be just an ethereal memory, an electromagnetic wave, or a ghost with a grudge...... It is very weak and can only invade people who are weak, tired and sick for a long time, and lack of yang energy, but in the long run, the pressed person must be mentally exhausted and riddled with diseases.

I still wondered that the thing had slipped into my heart-pounding chest, and then I felt a tingling itch in my chest to be sucked.

No, it's not an illusion, it's really a concrete thing.

This is not a ghost crush in the true sense of the word, but a premeditated attack. Although my mind was extremely tired, I didn't dare to immerse myself in my consciousness anymore, but silently recited the nine-character mantra in my heart, every time I read it, I felt that my brain was clear, I recited it silently, the more I read it, the faster I read it, when I read it for the ninth time, my heart moved, and my body had completely regained control! I felt that something was wrong in my chest, so I lifted the quilt vigorously, knotted the "Immovable Ming King Seal", grabbed it towards my chest, and roared angrily in my mouth: "Lin......"

The sound echoed through the cabin, and I lifted the quilt and reached for it, feeling something slippery down my pajamas and up to my thighs. I also shook myself against this cold thing, and saw a black wire shooting down the floor, I jumped out of bed, and smashed it with my slipper, but it didn't hit, it arched out through the gap in the window, I turned on the light, and looked at my chest in horror, only to see that my body was drenched, and there was a strong smell of dirt and water.

At this time, the landlord downstairs also woke up, turned on the light in the corridor, and called me: Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu, what's wrong with you?

I didn't make a sound, and stared blankly at my chest, there was a terrible bite mark, on which there were seventeen or eighteen sharp tooth marks, bleeding, but I didn't feel any pain, as if I was under anesthesia. And my hands, from time to time, there was a burst of burning heat at the tiger's mouth, and it was very hot. At this moment there was a knock on the door, and when I opened it, the old man of the landlord looked at me sleepily and asked what was wrong? I pointed to my open chest and asked what was going on? He looked at the tooth marks on my chest, the slippery wet marks on them were unbearably stinky, and his face, which had been dazed from sleep, suddenly turned into extreme fear. I grabbed him and asked what was going on?

He stammered and said, "This is a water ghost......

I asked them how often they were here? - No, as a popular tourist city, how can there be such a thing as a ghost? The old man of the landlord cried with a sad face, saying that a tourist had just died here half a year ago, and he was bitten in the chest like this, and he died, not poisoning, not bleeding, but myocardial infarction after fear, which was very strange. Later, a nearby master who was good at this road came to see it, saying that it was a person who drowned by the river, but he was not salvaged in time, and he became a water ghost because of his grievances. When the river is cold, it often comes ashore to find someone to entangle, ask for its life, and go down to accompany it.

He looked at me, looked at me silently for a while, and said I was the second.

This sentence makes me very depressed, it seems that I really have a problem with my character, and I actually live in a store, and I have encountered this kind of bad luck. To be honest, that thing looks like a spirit, but it looks like a snake...... As for what it is, I don't know at all. When this happened, I naturally didn't dare to sleep, so I took another shower and sat next to the brazier in the landlord's living room until dawn. I looked in the mirror and felt that I was black, sleepy and tired, and my eyes were full of white droppings.

I have a faint feeling in my heart that it seems that something that happened a while ago has sequelae.

When it was dawn, the landlord didn't dare to take my money, and he persuaded me with kind words and begged me not to report the crime. I know that when he opened the door to do business, he was counting on this accommodation fee to feed the family, and I was also a lazy guy, and I didn't want to make a noise about what happened last night, so after nodding and promised, I went to find a car to go to Alaying Town.

In any case, we must solve the problem of Duoduo first.

In my heart, Duoduo is the number one thing.