In August, Gengshen, the stars fall too slightly north.

Into the ghost, commit the accumulation of corpses!

Jiangbei Province.

Hanshui City.

The south wind swept the dark clouds and swept towards the north like a tide.

Showers arrived.

At the bus stop in front of the city hospital, the rain beats on the umbrellas, casting a misty blue mist.

The waiting shed was crowded with people, a young man about 1.75 meters tall, with dark circles under his eyes, and a beautiful face, was still thinking about the picture just now in his mind.

"Doctor, my tinnitus is getting worse."

"Ear checked, nothing wrong, how do you feel?"

"I always hear a group of people whispering in my ear, but I can't hear what is being said."

"Hmm...... In your case, do you want to go to the psychiatric department on the seventh floor? ”

Jiang You is twenty-five years old this year, working in an Internet company, his tinnitus has appeared two years ago, at first it was just some subtle sounds, he didn't take it seriously, thinking that he was on fire, who knows that the tinnitus has become louder and louder in recent years, and it has seriously affected his sleep recently, so he had to ask for leave from the company and come to the hospital for examination, and the result was diagnosed as a mental problem!

Jiang You smiled bitterly in his heart, how could he afford this high cost of treatment? So be it.

"Toot ..... Honk! ”

The whistle of the bus interrupted Jiang You's thoughts, and the crowd surged towards the entrance, and he struggled to grab a seat and sit down.

The air in the carriage was turbid, Jiang You's chest was stuffy, and when he opened the window, the damp cold wind outside blew in.

Suddenly, his brow furrowed, "Grass! Not again. ”

The tinnitus attacks became more and more frequent, and Jiang You could only hear a group of people whispering in his ears, sometimes sharp, sometimes low, like ants, climbing up from his ears to his brain.

He put on his headphones, turned up the music to the fullest, and closed his eyes.

“Livin' easy， lovin' free， season ticket， on a one - way ride

(Simple life, unrestrained love, I came by one-way car)

Dont need reason dont need rhyme Aint nothing Id rather do

(No need for a reason, no need for rhyme, no need to do anything else)

Goin down party time My friends are gonna be there too

(Rush forward, go to the party, my friends are there)

I'm on the highway to hell！

(I'm driving on Hell's Boulevard!) ）”

The raging rock music suppressed the whispers in his ears and made him feel relaxed for a moment.

The bus was bumpy up and down, and Jiang You fell asleep unconsciously.

.......

Jiang You, who hadn't slept well for many days, slept very sweetly, until a cold wind woke him up.

He opened his eyes sleepily, tightened his clothes, opened his phone and looked at the time, "19:30." ”

"Oh no, I've sat over!"

He hurriedly pulled the headphones, stood up, and when he looked up, his eyelids jumped.

The bus had stopped at some point, and he was the only one left in the carriage, the seats and the floor were covered with a thick layer of dust, as if they had been abandoned for a long time, and a smell of decay filled his nostrils.

"This ...... What's wrong? ”

His heart raced and he quickly ran out of the car, the car squeaking and groaning.

This is the center of the city, lined with high-rise buildings, and it is the most prosperous place in Hanshui City, but now it is extremely quiet! The bustling street was empty at this time, and there was no one in it.

What's even more bizarre is that the exterior walls of the building are extremely dilapidated, crawling with black moss and dust, and the whole city is shrouded in a layer of gray mist, and the neon lights in the distance are weakly flashing blood red lights from the fog, and the shops along the street are covered with cobwebs, reflecting an indigo light.

Jiang You stood on the city street, stunned by the scene in front of him, he raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, his voice trembled, "Hey! There is no one! ”

The fog rolled and the sound echoed through the building.

"I just slept, and the whole city was gone?"

He looked down, his hands trembling slightly.

Suddenly, Jiang You sensed that something was wrong!

He pulled the sleeve of his left arm up, and a chill rose in his heart, and on his forearm, a line of numbers that seemed to be written in blood appeared that was constantly beating! He rubbed his arm so hard that he couldn't erase it.

“00：59：58”

“00：59：57”

“00：59：56”

"It's .... Countdown? ”

"What's going on?"

Countless doubts made Jiang You dizzy for a while, he stared at the countdown on his arm, feeling his blood tremble with the flickering of the numbers, and an inexplicable sense of urgency arose, making Jiang You feel irritable, as if after an hour, something incredible would happen.

He walked down the street in a panic, not knowing what would happen in an hour, but no matter what happened, he could only rely on himself at the moment.

The blue light shining from the shop windows on both sides made his face extremely ugly, and the fog in the city gradually thickened, and the visibility gradually decreased.

He turned a street corner, and an ancient black temple shrouded in gray fog suddenly jumped in front of him!

A huge black temple is entrenched in the middle of the road.

The eaves are towering, the eaves are high, and below is a mottled vermilion gate with blue bricks on both sides of the wall.

The ancient temple sits on a huge pedestal made of white marble, with intricate patterns carved on both sides of the railing, and a churning gray mist behind it.

Spooky and eerie!

Behind the ancient temple, there was a wilderness, the asphalt road seemed to be cut by a knife, and behind it was a country dirt road, with withered grass on both sides, and the ghosts of the withered and blackened trees, and a village could be vaguely seen in the distance, with flashing lights.

Jiang You froze in place for a moment before coming back to his senses.

"There must be something wrong with this temple!"

He bypassed the ancient temple and walked to the dirt road in the countryside, wanting to see what would be in the village, perhaps where the countdown would be?

I had just walked for less than five minutes.

"Huh? It's ......"

Something was falling from the sky, Jiang You stretched out his hand, and saw a piece of ash falling from his palm.

The smell of burnt paper came from afar.

"This is paper money ashes burned for the dead!"

Jiang You was startled, and then he heard a faint suona sound coming from the fog in front of him.

The hairs on his body immediately stood on end, his brain screamed, and the instinct of the creature warned him frantically, "Run!" ”

Jiang You immediately took it from his heart, and ran away, but his body was not angry, and the more he ran, the softer he became, but he fell to the ground after three or four hundred meters, and the suona sound next to his ears became louder and louder, and the poignant voice was high-pitched.

Jiang You looked back, and from the dense fog in the distance, a strange figure with a shadow appeared.

Can't run away.

Jiang You quickly made a judgment, looked up again, and found that he was falling under the steps of the ancient temple.

"Is this a coincidence or ........"

Although he felt that something was wrong in his heart, there was no time to dwell on it at this time, and his heart was horizontal, "Bet!" Although there were shops on both sides for him to hide, he had a hunch that he could only avoid the funeral procession by entering the ancient temple.

When he got up, he climbed the stairs and ran towards the ancient temple.

Running to the door in one breath, the temperature around him suddenly dropped, and the cold air was blowing outward in the crack of the door.

He raised his hand and pushed the door open.

"Squeak~"

The wooden door was pushed open a crack, and Jiang You dodged in and quickly closed the door.

He leaned against the wooden door, "Boom! Boom! Boom! His heart sounded like a drum, almost jumping out of his throat, and the sound of suona at this time was so loud that it seemed to be blowing in his ears.

He leaned on the door, holding his breath and peering out through the crack in the door.

Outside the door, the gray sky is falling with ashes, and in the fog of the country dirt road, a group of people wearing linen and wearing filial piety, with iron and blue faces, blowing suona, jumping out of it, walking in front of the steps in front of the ancient temple, followed by a wooden sedan chair built of giant wood, with black shadows at the four corners, and a woman holding the spiritual seat sits on it!

The woman wore a conical white pointed hat, her face was as white as putty, her eyes were black, and her lips were blood-red!

Behind it was an incomparably huge coffin, as high as a two-story building, and the length of the coffin stretched endlessly, directly into the thick fog.

"What kind of thing is it to use a coffin like this?"

Jiang You behind the door only felt a cold air rushing from his spine to Tianlinggai, holding his breath, not daring to move, until the funeral procession passed in front of the ancient temple and gradually disappeared into the dense fog......

"Whew!" He was already blushing, gasping for air.

While panting, while looking at this ancient temple, the temple is gray and numb, I can't see it really, in front of a courtyard, in the middle is a brick and stone paved road, on both sides stand low stone statues, at the end of the road dimly see the outline of a large hall.

Jiang You didn't have the slightest idea of entering the inspection, and got up to leave.

As soon as he turned around, a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back.

Door!

It's gone!