There was still a faint whisper of the joke in their ears, and everyone walked through a slender corridor and into the dressing room behind the stage.

A strong rancid smell came to my nose.

The room was pitch black, with only a few candles flickering from time to time.

There were some tattered props, worn chairs, and dusty items scattered on the floor, and I don't know what they were.

The gray walls are covered with all kinds of costumes, from ancient Hanfu to modern suits, and even some strange costumes, which makes people surprised.

The most conspicuous thing in the dressing room is the three actors who are sitting, and the faces of these three actors are all coated with thick fat powder, without a trace of expression, like three dolls, looking weird and gloomy.

They were dressed in gorgeous costumes, but they looked a little old, and they seemed to have been worn for a long time.

Among them was an old-faced, scholar-dressed actor with a wooden bookcase with a broken umbrella pinned to it.

The broken umbrella looks like it has weathered countless storms, and the torn surface of the umbrella looks like the face of an abused old man, full of wrinkles and scars.

The handle is similarly worn out, with cracks and signs of wear and tear.

There is a strange symbol on the handle of the umbrella, which seems to be written in a strange script, which does not belong to any human language, which makes people feel inexplicably mysterious and weird.

Just by looking at it, Zhang Daoling was attracted by it, as if the symbol was constantly rotating, and even the nearby space was about to be distorted.

"What for!"

"Xiao Zhang, what are you doing!"

Zhang Daoling suddenly came to his senses, Liu Jianguo and Zhang Guoliang dragged their arms left and right, and everyone else also pulled them.

This time, I suddenly felt the weight on my body, and I was pressed to the ground by everyone.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Daoling was pressed down by everyone and said in a muffled voice.

"President Liu, why don't we run first?" This is Liu Wei's voice.

"Can you let me get up first, I have to let you crush me to death if I don't die." Zhang Daoling only felt pain in his chest.

When everyone got up, Zhang Daoling realized that he didn't know when he was holding the broken umbrella that looked extremely weird just now.

Zhang Guoliang grew up to be five big and three thick, and his nerves were also rough, and he pointed to the scholar who turned his head and said, "Speaking of Lao Liu, this ghost thing won't kill us, right?" ”

"Don't say a word, this scholar is fine, I touched it when Xiao Zhang was holding the umbrella just now." Liu Jianguo covered his forehead and said.

After Liu Jianguo's explanation, everyone was stunned. It turned out that Liu Jianguo guessed that the umbrella in Zhang Daoling's hand might be a strange object.

"I thought the symbol on the handle of the umbrella kept turning, and then I didn't know anything." Zhang Daoling said truthfully.

"Or ...... Do you open it and take a look? Liu Wei pouted on the side.

"No, let's get out of here first. Xiao Zhang, we can't see the symbol you mentioned, so we can almost conclude that this broken umbrella is a strange object. ”

"Don't think you're going to find the door with a strange object, and don't use it lightly. Using a strange object, you will receive a great mental impact in an instant, I don't know what it is, but the more powerful the strange object, the greater the instant stimulation, it will break your willpower and make you turn into its puppet. Don't open it until you have to. ”

"Don't even think about snatching this broken umbrella, strange objects also have the attribute of recognizing the owner. If the strange object does not recognize you, and it is easy to touch it, and the willpower will be broken in an instant. Liu Jianguo said to everyone.

At the end of the dressing room was a very old curtain made of black satin. Liu Jianguo motioned to Zhang Daoling, but Zhang Daoling was not ambiguous, and raised the broken umbrella to raise the door curtain.

The back door of the stage leads directly to the foot of the mountain, and a narrow path winds up, and at the end of the path, there is a stone staircase about two meters wide, which is not visible at a glance.

In a trance, Zhang Daoling seemed to hear some strange sounds, which seemed to come from the bottom of the stone steps. The voices were sometimes clear, sometimes indistinct, like some invisible creature whispering something.

Zhang Daoling turned his head and saw a few dim lights in the village, and it seemed that he could still vaguely see the stage. The stage was full, and the scholar in white clothes and white crowns on the stage stepped on the stage.

The scholar clenched his fist in front of his chest, as if he was holding an umbrella.

Suddenly!

The scholar looked up suddenly, Zhang Daoling was shocked in his heart, he knew that the scholar had seen him.

"Xiao Zhang, remember, try not to look back in the weird world. What you look back at is sometimes not the truth. Those weird things have only one purpose, to break your willpower and keep you here forever. ”

Liu Jianguo's voice sounded in Zhang Daoling's ears, and when he turned his head, he found that several people were standing on the top steps waiting for him.

Zhang Daoling nodded and didn't say anything. The broken umbrella in his hand felt rough and cold to the touch, and the texture was not wood, but the bones of some animal.

The top of the hill is flat, and in front of everyone's eyes, stands an eerie building.

It's a strange temple, the two stone lions at the door have been weathered beyond recognition, their mouths are wide open, and the golden copper rings on the door are rusty.

On the gatehouse above hangs an equally dilapidated plaque, with three big characters on it, Dayun Temple.

Everyone looked at each other, and finally Liu Jianguo said: "Let's go in, the exit may be in the temple." ”

The door of the temple was closed, and when the five men came to the door, they reached out and pushed the door. In the process of pushing the door, Zhang Daoling felt a strange weight, as if there were countless hands blocking behind the door.

With a tooth-aching creak, the door opened.

Behind the door is a spacious square, and in the center of the square is an incense burner, which is still filled with burning incense and wafting green smoke.

Directly in front of the square is a large hall, and on either side are some meditation rooms. At this time, the candlelight in the hall flickered, sometimes bright, sometimes dim, as if some mysterious force was playing with them.

Zhang Daoling found that there were also candles lit in those meditation rooms, and there were some shadows of bald heads on those windows.

"There will never be normal human beings in the weird world except for us, we must remember this. Our task is to get out of here and not to get out of the way. ”

Liu Jianguo followed Zhang Daoling's gaze, and then shook his head at him.

Everyone cautiously bypassed the incense burner and came to the front of the main hall.

Zhang Daoling's pupils shook violently, and in the interior of the main hall, there was a group of monks sitting cross-legged!