Along the way, I struck up a conversation with the driver.

"Dude, I'm afraid it's too late for you to go to Nongye Villa now."

"What's wrong?"

"Oh, you're here for the first time, aren't you?"

"Well, for the first time."

"Kiss or vacation?"

"Vacation."

The driver looked back at me and said with a grin: Nongye Mountain is a resort with heavy rocks and thousands of walls, and an altitude of more than 1,000 meters. The farm villa is built on the top of the mountain, which can be said to be towering into the sky and listening to the wind and moon. Although Nongye Mountain Resort is named after Nongye Mountain, its fame is much greater than that of the latter.

After the driver said this, I was a little surprised, what does "a thousand miles of riding alone" have to do with this mountain villa?

"So that's the case, so why can't you enter the villa?"

"Hey, after five o'clock in the afternoon, the road to the top of the mountain is closed, and the car can't get up. Unless...... Unless you're willing to climb up. The black light blinds the fire, one is exhausting, and the other is dangerous. ”

I sighed, and was in a quandary. I thought to myself: the first encounter was already so difficult, and the next few days must be even more unbearable.

Alone and helpless, I seemed to have fallen into an abyss with no return.

Despair overflowed in me like a cup of poison that melted in my mouth.

"If you're not in a hurry, stay at the foot of the mountain for the night, and then go up tomorrow morning."

"Got a place to stay?"

"Yes, there are dozens of farmhouses, but you must not live in the house of 'Shanfeng Qing'."

"Oh, why is that?"

"They...... Their house is haunted, in short, don't go. ”

I was amused: when I was in Urumqi, the taxi driver must have been in the same group as Sven Nan, and he strongly recommended us to live in 'Xinjiang to Xinjiang', not wanting to cause a bloody fight. Now, the driver in front of me strongly advised me not to live in 'Shanfeng Qing', presumably because I had some holiday with the store.

"Okay, please lead me to the bottom of the farm mountain first."

"Okay."

The driver blasted his horsepower and ran all the way into the vast night.

Half an hour later, the car entered a sparsely populated area with a wide road.

On both sides, there are rows of brightly lit farmhouses, and outside the courtyard, scattered shopkeepers and tourists sit.

After another half a kilometer, the speed slowed down, and the driver said: Ahead, there is Nongye Mountain.

"Master, please wait for me, I'll get out of the car and take a look."

"Okay, no hurry."

When I got off the bus, there was a tall and majestic mountain shadow in front of me, and in the night, it looked like a god standing up to the sky.

Looking up, on the top of the mountain, there is a scorching light.

The night breeze is cool, and wisps of refreshing and intoxicating smell permeate the air.

"Well, the one that shines is the Farm Villa. As the saying goes, if you look near the mountain, you can walk far away from the mountain, and it takes as little as five or six hours to walk up. ”

The driver came over with a cigarette in his mouth, and Yoyo said.

In the dark, the cigarette was bright and dark, and his face was as red as blood, and the gloom was terrifying.

I sighed and said, "It seems that I can only choose a farmhouse to live in tonight." Can you give me a ride tomorrow morning?

"Yes, it's not easy to go out, what time do you want to go up the mountain?"

I thought for a moment and said, "Five o'clock."

"So early?"

"What's the inconvenience?"

He threw away the cigarette, stepped on it, and said with a smile: It's not that we are not righteous, you have to add a little more to work so early.

"Okay."

Other people's difficulties are not easy, I naturally understand. Besides, I want to go up the mountain earlier, and I will be happy to arrive.

The driver pulled me back to the brightly lit farmhouse, and before saying goodbye, he told me again: Don't live in the "mountain breeze", there really is a ...... in it Ghosts.

I laughed and thought to myself: After going through so much, there are really ghosts, how can they scare me to death?

I found a noodle restaurant, ordered a bowl of noodles, ordered a stack of cold dishes, opened a bottle of soda, and ate it with a wolf's mouth.

When he was full, the shopkeeper walked up and said with a smile: Little brother, do you need accommodation?

"Well, you can introduce one."

"Our store can stay, 100 yuan a night, the environment is elegant, and you are satisfied."

I turned my head to look out the window, only to see a huge fluorescent sign lit up on the opposite side, which read: Shanfengqing Special Room 81 Nights.

"Hey, why are they so cheap?"

The boss glanced at me, sat down across from me, and whispered: Their house is not normal, there is that haunt at night.

"Which one is that?"

The boss wiped his sweat, dipped his fingertips in water, and wrote the word "ghost" on the table.

I laughed, poured the rest of the soup into my mouth, and got up to leave.

"Don't be disobedient, young man, I'm good for you."

"Thank you, I'm an atheist, I only trust my sister."

Walking out of the house, I could vaguely hear the shopkeeper's long sigh.

I wondered: the boss of "Mountain Breeze" is either too kind or too harsh, otherwise, how can he invite the run of others? There are too few tickets in your pocket, so let's save some flowers. Haunted? Hehe.

When I knocked on the courtyard door of the "Mountain Breeze", a kind and sweet voice came from inside.

"Wait, it's coming."

Listening to the voice, my heart was slightly calm.

When the door opened, a kind-looking, dignified and generous middle-aged woman held a white kitten and looked at me with a smile.

"Do you want to stay?"

"Well, there's a bargain, right?"

"Yes, come in, get in."

The bright light hit the woman's face, her skin was smooth and ruddy, and she looked like a living person, where did she look like a ghost?

After entering the house, the woman made me a cup of tea, and said with a smile: "The country is cold, you don't feel strange if you don't greet me well."

"Where, you're welcome, auntie, take me to see the room."

"Okay, don't worry, you have a cup of tea first and rest your feet."

After that, the woman showed me the special room, and I was so satisfied that I paid the room immediately.

Before going to bed, I smiled and said, "Auntie, don't be surprised if you ask about it."

"Little brother, please speak."

"Oh, I've heard that your yard is haunted, I don't know if it's true or not?"

The woman giggled, stroked the little white cat in her arms, and said, "If there really is a ghost, I won't run away sooner?" We have fierce competition here, and it is common for us to slander each other, but you can't keep it up, and the food you just ate is made of gutter oil. I don't talk about the strengths and weaknesses of others, whether they are good or bad, I just hope that my friends can discern them.

I smiled and nodded, said goodbye to the woman, and walked towards the house.

"Meow ......"

As I was about to enter the house, the little white cat in the woman's arms let out a desolate cry.

I looked back, and there was a dead silence in its cold eyes.

The moonlight is bright and clean, like a sparkling white silk. The cool breeze came slowly, snatching away the heat between heaven and earth.

In the quiet night, all the tired people slept.

At two o'clock in the morning, I felt a urge to urinate, swallowed my throat, rubbed my sleepy eyes, and sat up.

Suddenly, through the thin curtains, I saw a black ghost standing outside the window.

The moonlight was like a wash, hitting the window, and the ghost shadow was big and small, sometimes far and sometimes near.

I opened my mouth and the voice got stuck in my throat.

With all my strength in my efforts, I slipped out of bed and pressed the light bulb switch.

"Poof," the light came on. After a while, it was extinguished again.

At this moment, the shadow outside the window became larger and closer.

I crouched down, moved to the window, raised my hand and pulled the curtain violently, and suddenly, a miserable white, cold face pressed against the window, right opposite my face.

"Ghost ......"

I couldn't help but fall backwards, not daring to look at that face.

"Look, there's someone in the house."

This voice sounds familiar.

I covered my eyes and glanced through the narrow gap.

The man was the woman of the farmhouse.

She wore a white nightdress, staring at the room with a stunned gaze, smirking from time to time.

I pressed the light bulb again, and poof, the light came on.

With the bright light, I rushed out angrily and said unceremoniously: In the middle of the night, you don't sleep, is it interesting to scare people?

She blushed and said, "I'm sorry, I just wanted to come and see someone."

"Who can I have in my house?"

"My dead husband, he loves this room and comes back often."

I shuddered, "You...... What did you say?

"I'm sorry, I'll give you a new one."

I got dressed, leaned against the door frame and looked around the room, and suddenly saw that the futon on the bed had been tugged at, and the white slippers on the floor had moved one after the other towards the base of the wall.

I was cold, and I put on my shoes and followed the woman to another room.

If it had been daylight, I would have escaped from this gloomy farmhouse.

As an apology, the woman gave me a large room.

The urge to urinate was frightened away by Fang Cai's fear.

I turned off the light, and after being frightened for a while, I fell back to sleep.

I don't know how long it took, but I suddenly heard a heart-rending cat meow.

A little white cat covered in blood walked into my dream.

It lay in front of me, its whole body spasmed, its paws trembling upward, its two emerald green eyes wide open, and its small awl-like mouth spitting molten blood.

I wanted to walk away from it, but I couldn't move. I tried to close my eyes, but my eyelids were torn apart.

The feeling that the mind is conscious and the body is difficult to move is like being suppressed by a ghost, which makes people feel very tormented.

"Meow ......"

The cat's meow grew louder and closer, and as it rattled my eardrums and pierced my head, it woke me up.

"Whew...... Hiss ......"

I broke out in a cold sweat and rolled over and gasped.

"Meow ......"

In the courtyard, there was a terrible cat meow, which was even more terrifying than the cat's meow.

I crept to the window, picked up a lock of curtains, and peeked out of the window in fear.

Strangely, the cat's voice disappeared, and the courtyard was empty.

"Is it a delusion? Are your ears faint? ”

As I was about to lower the curtains and turn back to bed, there was a crisp bang on the window.

I turned my head sharply, a bloody face pressed against the glass, and a pair of blood-red eyes staring straight at me.

"Ahh

I screamed and fell to my knees.

"Come on, come out and taste cat meat, it's delicious."

The one who spoke was the woman in the farmhouse.

At this time, like a bloodthirsty demon, she tore the little white cat in her arms like a roast chicken.

The white cat struggled in pain, howling and struggling, its sharp claws piercing into the woman's palms and arms.

But the more it broke free, the more vigorously the woman tore at it.

Suddenly, its limbs were twisted off one by one, and the cold hairs of pain all over its body rose and spasmed.

Then, the woman opened her bloody mouth filled with blood and tore off the white cat's limbs, flesh, bones, and tendons.

My body, as if it had been poured with a layer of molten iron, could not move half a step, and could only watch the woman tear the white cat into pieces.

When she chewed the white cat's limbs over and over again, she spat out the broken bones all over the ground.

Suddenly, she chuckled and kicked my door open.

"Come, take a bite, taste these sinful devils."

"The devil of sin? Cat? ”

I shook my head, my eyes filled with helplessness and pleading.

"Take a bite, it's delicious."

After saying that, she stepped on the white cat on the ground, held its head with both hands, and twisted it round and round.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck......"

The crisp sound of bone cracking, in the silent night, is terrifying to hear.

In an instant, I heard beads of sweat falling to the ground.

After a while, the woman twisted the white cat's neck into a thin twist.

Scarlet blood gushed out from the white cat's seven orifices.

A pure white kitten has long since become a scarlet blood cat.

"Let's go!"

She threw the still warm cat corpse in front of me.

"Bite off its neck, swallow its head."

Staring at the horrific corpse of the cat, my whole body froze in place as if under a spell.

The woman took a step forward and knelt before me, and her face turned to sorrow, and she cried, "Swallow its flesh and blood, so that it may never be born."

Seeing that I should not, she picked up the cat's corpse, bit off its head fiercely, and handed it to me in her palm.

"Come, swallow its sinful head."

Suddenly, she was furious, grabbed me by the hair, and shoved the cat's head into my mouth.

"Woo......"

Blood choked on my throat and wet my vocal cords.

Her strength is so powerful that I can't resist it.

That big cat's head, two bloody cuts opened at the corners of my mouth.

The long hairs tickled my throat, my mouth was blocked, and an unpleasant breath could only come out of my nostrils.

The intense suffocation and huge pain forced two lines of hot tears to roll down the corners of my eyes.

"Mom......"

Suddenly, a young girl rushed into the house, grabbed the woman, and rolled to the ground.