The girl simply pulled the chair and sat down, and said inscrutably: "There are other things, grandma said that before I was born, many people from Beijing were going to the tomb, and hired people from the town , Later, I don’t know what happened, and they broke up without any results. The people who came back were trembling with fright, and said there..." The girl pretended to be mysterious and approached Lin Yan's ear, and lowered her voice, "Haunted."
"Yo, it's not far away, you're not haunted, are you?" Yin Zhou teased her.
The little girl rolled her eyes in disdain: "Our store has good feng shui, why don't you rush to come here?"
The girl chattered and chattered a lot about who's children met zombies in the wild, whose family had weasels, and whose man came back from work and got trapped all night by beating the wall. I have always suspected that Xiao Yu is a village official who has been working hard to scare the ignorant people for decades.
The stray cat on the roof meowed, and the night was getting deeper and deeper, and the few people were not in the mood to listen to her nonsense anymore, and went back to their rooms to sleep.
The room is on the second floor, the layout is simple, and there is a musty smell when you open the door. The place is not big, only a bed, a wardrobe and a TV that has been used for many years. There is an empty beer can on the window sill, and the window lattice is made of wood. It was painted with green paint, and a fading ribbon wind chime was hung on it. Lin Yan opened the window for ventilation, and the copper bell was blown by the wind, rattling.
The white porcelain basin in the bathroom has not been used for a long time, and there is a layer of scale.
"The place is a bit broken, can you make do with it?" Lin Yan asked.
"It's good that you are here."
Lin Yan nodded wearily, and turned off the desk lamp.
"Go to sleep, I'll pack up tomorrow, I'm tired from running all day."
The mountain was damp, and the damp quilt was heavy on his body. With a bit of moonlight, the mold spots on the wall looked like a group of large moths. Lin Yan couldn't fall asleep, so he got up and leaned on the bedside to smoke, fiddled with it with one hand Xiao Yu's hair, the ghost's eyes were closed, and behind his black hair, his skin was pale and sickly.
Looking at his face, Lin Yan suddenly had a thought, what did he look like when he died? Wearing a white scholar's uniform, blood poured out, his face became less and less bloody, his lips turned purple, and he was lying alone in a coffin, his skin was covered with corpse spots, rotting, thick yellow corpse oil flowed out, and his bones were dense.
He shuddered at his own imagination.
The room was extremely quiet, you could hear the wind whistling through the mountains, the water tank in the courtyard was bubbling, Xiao Yu grabbed Lin Yan's hand, and said softly, "What she said, I didn't do it."
Lin Yan smiled: "I know, my son has the integrity to be a ghost."
Xiao Yu dragged him into the quilt, Lin Yan pinched half of the cigarette in his hand, turned around and kissed the ghost's lips, his four legs entwined and rubbed against each other, the kiss became so urgent that he couldn't control it.
The hard object pressed against Lin Yan's leg, and Xiao Yu's eyes staring at him in the dark seemed to be on fire.
"want to?"
Xiao Yu told Lin Yan to turn his back to him, clasped his waist with both hands, buried his cheek in the crook of his neck, hummed and stopped moving.
Lin Yan stroked along his finger: "Just once."
"no."
The two looked at each other and smiled helplessly. After a while, they calmed down a little, and slowly fell asleep hugging each other.
The sky was cloudy and it started to rain. The dog that was lurking somewhere was barking desperately. Lin Yan got out of Xiao Yu's arms, pulled his shoes and pushed the door downstairs. There was no one on duty at the service desk on the first floor. It's a wild land, the mountains in the distance are dark, and the moon can't be seen at all, and unknown small white flowers are blooming everywhere.
Lin Yan walked forward unconsciously. He always felt that someone was waiting for him. As he walked, a solitary lamp appeared in the wilderness. It was a solitary house. The old-fashioned windows were covered with white paper, revealing a long The black shadow, like a person with drooping shoulders, is hung on the window lattice and looks out.
He suddenly remembered the girl's words, and quickened his pace to go around. When he reached the door of the bungalow, the door suddenly opened, and a rural couple walked out, waving at Lin Yan slowly. , Their faces were exceptionally pale, and their movements were slower than normal people. Lin Yan didn't dare to stop, so he lowered his head and started jogging.
Surrounded by mountains, the shadow of the town can no longer be seen, and the surroundings are deserted.
The wormwood was getting taller and taller, and the road began to be difficult to walk. Lin Yan broke off a branch and held it in his hand, walked through a large area of wild sorghum, and came to a flat wasteland. The coffin, drenched with rain, reflected a wet white light.
He knew this black coffin, sealed with sixty-four copper nails, made of golden nanmu, immortal for thousands of years.
A flash of lightning flashed across, and the coffin was suddenly opened, and a figure sat up silently, wearing a bright red and purple shroud, with black hair drooping, and a pair of vicious eyes staring straight at Lin Yan.
It's Xiao Yu.
Lin Yan couldn't help but gasped, why is Xiao Yu here? He thought in a daze, and stepped up to trot for two steps. Could it be that he saw himself going out and waited here on purpose? Or... was he the one who asked him to come here
The face of the person in the coffin was pale, as if painted with powder, but his lips were sickly red, and his pale fingers were tightly grasping the sides of the coffin. Seeing Lin Yan stepping forward, he pulled the corners of his mouth upwards, showing a strange smile.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time..." The voice was hoarse and slow, and every word he said was accompanied by a weird hissing sound, as if there was a leak somewhere.
Lin Yan wiped the rainwater off Xiao Yu's face with his sleeve, and brushed his drenched black hair together in distress.
"I'm here, come on, come back with me."
Xiao Yu smiled sinisterly in the night, clasped Lin Yan's neck with cold hands, like metal claws, he suddenly felt something was wrong, but the hands on the neck clasped even tighter.
"Look at me, Lin Yan, look at me."
Lin Yan's eyes widened in horror. The ghost's face slowly changed. Pieces of green and green corpse spots grew out. His lips began to rot, revealing his white teeth. Because of the atrophy of the muscles at the corners of his mouth, he seemed to be smiling all the time. The strands hung down, and the skin fell down like wax heated up.
A soft object landed on Lin Yan's hand, and when he looked down, it was an eyeball.
Lin Yan's scalp seemed to be pricked by ten thousand steel needles. Lin Yan wanted to push Xiao Yu away, but when his hand touched his shoulder, it slid away with a puff. His muscles were like soaked soap, soft and slippery. just sink in...
Lin Yan screamed loudly, shouting Xiao Yu's name indiscriminately while struggling hard, the hand on his neck had become a dry bone, but his strength was incomparably great, the skeleton approached him, and his voice became high-pitched: "Look at what I look like !"
"Go away... you go..." Lin Yan gritted his teeth, his chest felt tight, like a rice bag was pressed down, and he couldn't move no matter what.
"Lin Yan, wake up!"
Someone was shaking his shoulders.
Lin Yan struggled to open his eyes, the yell he thought was just an unconscious murmur, the light from the lamp was warm, Xiao Yu's face appeared in the field of vision at close range, his eyes were concerned, the image of the skeleton in the dream surfaced in front of him, Lin Yan suddenly Turned over on the ground, rolled and crawled back, and curled up against the head of the bed.
"Go away." He said aggrievedly, the nightmare was unreal, his clothes were wet with cold sweat, and it was sticking to his body.
Xiao Yu pulled away Lin Yan's arm that was holding his knee, and hugged him in his arms regardless of resistance, and kissed him from the side of his face comfortingly. It took a long time for the person in his arms to stop shaking, and still lowered his head not daring to look at him.
"Damned?"
Lin Yan nodded, and said hoarsely: "I... I dreamed of a coffin, and you, you..."
"The appearance after death." Xiao Yu said calmly.
"how do you know?"
Xiao Yu was silent for a while, and said softly: "Lin Yan, you are very afraid of me. You often show that expression, as if I will suddenly become a mandrill, a plague god, or something else."
"If you don't want to watch tomorrow, then don't go. It's already a pile of bones. After watching it, I don't know how many more nightmares you will have."
"I didn't mean that, don't think too much..." Lin Yan wanted to hug Xiao Yu in embarrassment, but he avoided it calmly.
The two lay side by side on the bed, each thinking about their own thoughts, Lin Yan stared at the ceiling, the mildew spots on the wall seemed to magnify in the darkness, he heard Xiao Yu sigh, but he didn't know what to say Come to comfort him, the old-fashioned window frame is not closed tightly, and the wind comes in through the crack of the window, making a sizzling sound.
"Are you asleep?"
"without."
"Let me tell you a story."
The ghost didn't answer, and Lin Yan said softly to himself: "It's a famous ghost story. It's about a couple climbing a mountain with their friends. The girl on the mountainside couldn't walk anymore and decided to let the rest go up the mountain first. She stayed in the camp and waited. Unexpectedly, an avalanche occurred shortly after everyone left. The girl waited for seven days tremblingly. When she thought it was hopeless, she suddenly saw a group of people returning from the snowstorm. It was her friends, but among the group of people Only the girl's boyfriend is missing."
"My friends told the girl that her boyfriend had died in an avalanche. The girl was heartbroken. Three days later, everyone gathered around the campfire to keep warm. Suddenly, a man with blood on his face rushed out of the mountain. It was the girl's boyfriend and grabbed him. the girl's hand, and said: 'We were caught in an avalanche on the mountain, and all the others died, but I was the only one alive.'"
"Tell me, who died?"
Xiao Yu turned his back to Lin Yan, and continued, "What do you think?"
"I don't know." Lin Yan sighed, "But if we change, I'll go with you."
The ghost didn't answer, Lin Yan put his face on Xiao Yu's back, this time he didn't hide and let him hug him.
"I don't know what will happen this trip, but no matter what the circumstances, let me choose, and I will definitely choose you." Lin Yan shook Xiao Yu's shoulder, and whispered in embarrassment: "Turn around and sleep, I'm a little I'm afraid of you... I'm even more afraid because I can't see your face."
Xiao Yu chuckled, turned around and touched Lin Yan's forehead, stretched out his hand to pinch his face: "It will turn into a skeleton later, let's see what you do."
"Boil soup." Lin Yan put his chin on Xiao Yu's shoulder with a smile, "Nourishing and beautifying..."
Before he finished speaking, the smile on his face froze suddenly.
There was a face outside the window, a white and bluish face staring at them quietly, round inch, wearing an empty khaki robe, with his head tilted to one side, seeing Lin Yan looking at him, he pulled up the corner of his mouth to reveal A weird smile disappeared in a flash.
The only thing left outside the window was the black night and the whistling wind.
Lin Yan pointed out the window and was speechless for a long time, Xiao Yu frowned, and couldn't help but thump in his heart.
Ten minutes later, Yin Zhou, the little Taoist priest and Lin Yan gathered on the dirt road in front of the hotel to look around. They were all sleepy. Lin Yan dragged Yin Zhou up from the bed and took a dagger from under the pillow. He was only wearing shorts at the moment. Standing on the empty street looked a little dazed.
"Brother Lin Yan, are you sleepy and blind?" A Yan asked suspiciously.
Lin Yan shook his head: "I haven't slept at all."
As soon as Yin Zhou changed his usual confusion, he suddenly said to the thick night at the end of the dirt road, "Linzi, what did you see?"
"Master, I'm sure it's his face, he found us." Lin Yan said, "We have to be careful..."
"No." Yin Zhou stared at Lin Yan's face, "Have you ever thought about it, you live on the second floor."
Lin Yan was stunned. After a long while, he took off the slippers on his feet, looked at the soles of the shoes, and said in a deep voice, "I had a nightmare just now. I dreamed that I went to the wilderness and saw a coffin... The problem is, this is from the hotel. Disposable slippers, I have never worn them out, how could there be mud and weeds on the soles?"