The sun was about to set, Zhang Qiao packed up the sacrificial items and prepared to go out to worship his parents.

To say that ordinary people may be at home or at the intersection to worship, Zhang Qiao has to go to the place where his parents had an accident every time to worship them.

Zhang Qiao's parents worked in a research institute outside Tianjing City, and legend has it that in order to build this research institute, the entire mountain was hollowed out, and the research institute was inside the mountain, which was heavily guarded.

Mom and Dad had never taken Zhang Qiao to their place of work, and they didn't know what they were studying.

Every month, they would come back from the institute, pick Zhang Qiao out of the boarding school, and spend a few days with him, and that was when Zhang Qiao was the happiest.

One day was the day to pick up Zhang Qiao, and Zhang Qiao, who was full of joy, waited for the death of his parents, and when he saw them again, he would become an image in the mourning hall.

On the way back to Tianjing from the research institute, a driver who had taken illegal stimulants drove a heavy aircraft carrying cargo into Zhang Qiao's parents' aircraft.

Moreover, the leakage of combustible cargo in the cargo vehicle immediately caused a raging fire.

Both the driver and Zhang Qiao's parents were killed in the fire, leaving nothing behind, and an investigation later revealed that the driver had taken illegal stimulants to trigger the accident.

However, a heavy aircraft driver who carries dangerous combustibles is highly paid, generally undergoes many inspections and frequent certifications, and has very few possibilities and opportunities to take stimulants.

Not to mention that they have rich driving experience, there is rarely the possibility of accidents, and the safety performance and anti-collision mechanism of the current aircraft are very perfect.

When something like this happens, everyone is suspicious. However, after various investigations, the cause could not be found. In the end, the police could only close the case as an accident and ordered the manufacturer of the aircraft to give Zhang Qiao an objective compensation.

Every year on July 15, Zhang Qiao will come to the place where his parents had an accident to worship, and some old people say that if the bones of people who have died outside are not transported home, then the ghosts will not find their way home.

In the end, they will wander outside, become a lonely ghost, and never be able to live beyond their lives. As the saying goes, it is better to believe that it is not credible than not, in order to prevent his parents from becoming lonely souls, Zhang Qiao goes to the car accident site on time every year to worship his parents.

On this year's Midyear Festival, Zhang Qiao rode a rented single-person flying motorcycle to the outskirts of Tianjing.

It is usually unpopulated, next to a mountain with lush trees, and used to be a mass grave, and there are often haunted legends.

The sky was getting dark, and the shadows of the trees on the mountain seemed to be distorted by the refraction of light, like dancing monsters, and the mountain wind whistled and made strange noises.

This year, because of the temporary task, Han Ye rarely did not accompany Zhang Qiao to sacrifice, and Zhang Qiao, who was alone, inevitably felt depressed.

took out the money for the incense candles and paper used for the sacrifice, and the places to sell these things are now very rare, and Zhang Qiao finally bought some from the old store he was familiar with.

took out a group photo of his parents when they were alive, lit incense candles, and Zhang Qiao knelt on the ground and began to burn paper money.

Looking at the loving smile of his parents in the firelight, Zhang Qiao's eyes couldn't help but be a little moist, although his parents did not accompany him much when they were alive, but they left Zhang Qiao with happy memories.

No matter how busy they are at work, they will always find time to accompany Zhang Qiao to the playground and visit the museum.

At that time, Zhang Qiao was happy every day, even if Han Ye was kind to Zhang Qiao later, Zhang Qiao felt that he would never be able to return to his childhood.

Since then he has learned to be strong, to break his teeth and swallow them in his stomach.

He wants to be a real man for his parents, face difficulties, and be indomitable.

Perhaps, in this way, the spirit of the parents in heaven will also feel relieved to see their own growth in this way. Even if the price is really heavy, Zhang Qiao thought to himself.

In the depths of the darkness, a pitch-black poisonous snake was spitting out a letter, curled up in the grass next to it.

The triangular head was strangely like some kind of electronic instrument, flashing red light, and he saw Zhang Qiao standing up and preparing to pack up and leave.

said that it was too late, and then quickly, with a whoosh, the poisonous snake rushed out, bit down Zhang Qiao's calf, and injected all the venom into Zhang Qiao's body.

I saw that the wound immediately turned purple and black, and Zhang Qiao instinctively shook his foot under the pain. I didn't expect the snake's bite to be so strong that I couldn't get rid of it at all.

Seeing a poisonous snake hanging on his lap, Zhang Qiao's brain went blank, grabbed the fire tray next to him, and smashed it fiercely without caring about the unburned paper ashes inside.

Once, twice, three times, Zhang Qiao didn't seem to feel the pain, and used the strength to feed.

Finally got the poisonous snake down, but I didn't expect that the snake seemed to be stoned to death and didn't move on the ground.

When Zhang Qiao calmed down and understood his current situation, the most important thing that came to mind was to save himself.

There is no medicine for snake venom on the motorcycle, after all, poisonous snakes are now protected animals, and they can only be seen in protected areas, and the possibility of being bitten by poisonous snakes is very rare.

Zhang Qiao learned in a wilderness survival class if he was bitten by a poisonous snake. The first step is to tie the blood vessel proximal to prevent the venom from spreading along the blood vessel backflow.

Zhang Qiao tore off his clothes and tightened them firmly on his calves. What is strange is that the wound that was still purple and black just now does not feel pain at all, and now it is strange that only a little red and swollen remains.

If it weren't for the two small bites out of the snake's teeth, Zhang Qiao wouldn't feel that he had just been bitten by a snake.

Zhang Qiao stepped forward to play with the corpse of the poisonous snake, and wanted to take a photo to quickly call for help, so that the hospital could find the species of the poisonous snake that bit him and prepare the corresponding medicines, which made Zhang Qiao find some clues.

As he was striking the viper, he felt that something was wrong, and that the brazier could not make a muffled sound when it hit the flesh.

Now that he thinks about it carefully, he feels that something is wrong, Zhang Qiao didn't care about being afraid, picked up the corpse of the poisonous snake and studied it carefully.

This is not a normal venomous snake at all, its body gives a rubber-like feel, thick and heavy. There were no scales on the pitch-black body, as if it had been coated with a layer of reflective black paint.

The most bizarre thing is his eyes, which seem to hide a probe in the gray eye, flashing red at a fixed frequency.

Zhang Qiao knew in his heart that this was not a poisonous snake, but a man-made product, and someone had deliberately released such a snake to harm him! Zhang Qiao suddenly became nervous.

His heart suddenly began to beat violently, and the sound of his heartbeat was so loud that it seemed to ring in Zhang Qiao's ears.

Zhang Qiao, who just wanted to call the police for help, found himself stiff and unable to move at all.

If Zhang Qiao took off his clothes now, he could see that a line of blood was rapidly climbing upwards from the place where the poisonous snake had bitten him just now.

Zhang Qiao's whole face turned red, and the sound of his heartbeat became louder and louder. A howling sound sounded as if the sound of inferior sound had broken.

There was a roar in Zhang Qiao's head, and then his eyes went black, and he fell straight back, and the corpse of the poisonous snake in his hand also fell to the ground.

Tonight, the bright moonlight sprinkled all over the land, and suddenly dark clouds blocked the way of the moonlight, and the whole world fell into an unspeakable darkness.

A strange scene happened, Zhang Qiao, who fell to the ground, floated out of thin air without any external force, and a pair of black coffins suddenly appeared in mid-air.

The coffin slowly opened the lid of the coffin, and the inside should have been wood, but the part that was painted with varnish was also pitch black.

There seemed to be a pair of invisible hands manipulating Zhang Qiao and slowly falling into the coffin.

The coffin lid slammed shut, and the black coffin flew away like the depths of a mountain.

Somewhere in front of the mountain suddenly slowed down, like a needle slowly piercing a soap bubble, ripples around the black coffin, and disappeared from this world.

The incense candles on the road are still burning slowly, and the fire plate, paper ash, and the black viper corpse form a terrifying abstract painting.

A group of strange humans in power armor suddenly came out of the roadside, and one of the tall men silently picked up the corpse of the poisonous snake and asked in a low voice.

"Can anyone tell me what's going on, the targets were all here just now, why are they suddenly gone?"

A person next to him hurriedly returned: "Report to the deacon, we are using the latest type of biochemical viper this time, and the venom in it is specially configured, and it cannot be rescued at all without a specific antidote."

Besides, we all saw him in the surveillance video of the poisonous snake just now, and as for why he suddenly disappeared, his subordinates also felt strange. ”

The tall man continued: "It's rare that Han Ye is not here this time, so we can succeed, we must find this kid, he can't run far if he is poisoned."

I want to see people in life and corpses in death, and that thing is bound to be obtained, and you don't want to know what the consequences of the Throne Lord's anger are, do you?"

As soon as they heard the name Ice Throne, the people next to them all shivered, and they seemed to be extremely scared, so they bowed their heads and took orders, searching for Zhang Qiao everywhere.

In the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, Zhang Qiao finally woke up.

Could it be that he is already dead, is this the world of the underworld? Zhang Qiao moved his hands and feet, and there seemed to be something blocking him all around.

I can't move my hands and feet freely at all, and even turning over has become a luxury.

Zhang Qiao suddenly remembered an old movie he had watched, which was about the protagonist being framed. After anesthesia, he was put into a coffin and buried alive in the earth.

Could it be that he was also put into a coffin and buried alive? Zhang Qiao immediately had a bad association.

Thinking of the various struggles of the protagonist in the movie, and the tragic situation of running out of oxygen and dying in agony, Zhang Qiao couldn't help but panic.

Immediately pounded the upper baffle with his hand, and shouted for help vigorously: "Is there anyone, is there anyone?

Unexpectedly, the walls of this fantasy coffin do not seem to be so strong. After two strokes, Zhang Qiao punched a big hole.

Dirt and dead leaves immediately poured in through the hole.

The instinct to survive instigated Zhang Qiao to use his hands and feet at the same time, and climbed up hard.

Because he understands that there is only a slight hesitation. It is likely to suffocate and die and be buried in a coffin forever.

Finally, Zhang Qiao crawled out of the coffin.

Looking at the familiar bright moonlight in front of me and breathing in the fresh air, a kind of joy arose spontaneously for the rest of my life