matchmaking

Luo Youning was in a daze.

All the cicadas fell silent, and the night owl and wild bats disappeared.

The cold moon shines through the gaps in the forest, and the solitary light falls, and the light and shadow are closely intertwined.

Luo Youning didn't know how he got here.

One second he was preparing to dig up the man's body with Qiao Jing, but the next moment he came to this forest.

It seemed that his unintentional step made him fall into the endless abyss of nightmare, and he was the only one left in the dream.

He took out his phone and checked the time, it was exactly eleven o'clock in the evening.They clearly got out at eight o'clock, but they were trapped for three hours because of the ghost hitting the wall. By this time, he didn't even know where he had come.

I don't know if Qiao Jing went out, did she continue to dig up that person's bones, or did she come to find herself in a hurry?Luo Youning felt that he couldn't find it. The evil spirit tried every means to let him die alone, suffer pain and despair.

He subconsciously touched the bloodstain on his neck, his hands were wet and sticky, and he didn't know whether it was spilled blood or sweat.

Luo Youning was desperate, but unwilling to give up.

He stood there at a loss for a moment, he heard the singing, the wind blew the children's singing, the children's voices were tender and ethereal, scattered in the forest, like a young bird calling for its mother bird, chirping, chirping, non-stop.

He tried to choose a direction to get rid of those voices, but no matter which direction he went, those childish songs were like chattering ghosts chasing him endlessly.

In the end Luo Youning compromised, he pushed aside the bushes blocking his way, and walked slowly towards the direction where the singing was clearest.

Apart from the cold moonlight, there are also some stars accompanying each other. These stars hang loosely on the top of the forest, but they are too far away. Those little stars are more like the eyes of wild animals or wandering souls, in the night sky. Gradually reveal their whereabouts.

The vegetation in front is gradually thinning, the road is gradually brightening, and the vision is gradually brightening.

He saw a small open space surrounded by trees, and there were seven or eight children in the open space, clapping their hands and singing children's songs in a small circle.

The ballad is familiar to everyone, and it is a song sung by children during games.

They didn't seem to notice his coming, they closed their eyes and clapped their hands, shaking their heads and singing: "Throw, throw, throw the handkerchief, put it gently behind the kid, don't tell him."

Luo Youning took a few steps forward, and then stopped suddenly. He found that there was still an empty space in the children's circle.

"Catch him quickly, catch him fast, catch him fast," the children's voices grew louder, neighing rather than singing, "catch him fast!"

At the moment when the song ended, a cold little hand silently grabbed his finger, and someone whispered in his ear, "Big brother, I caught you."

Luo Youning lowered his head, and he saw Zhang Bai's miserable little face upside down.

It was a little girl with braids, wearing a pink and white straight skirt, surrounded by a circle of silly little white bears. The little white bears looked dirty with mud and blood.

One of the stockings was missing, and her feet were bare, while the other stocking was rolled up to her ankles and bulged. If you didn't look carefully in the dark, it was a small flower ring that was tied on purposely.

Luo Youning lowered her head and stared at the little girl for a moment. Her eyes were cut off by some sharp weapon, leaving only two bloody holes standing there helplessly.

Something seemed to block his throat. Luo Youning only felt that he had to exert a lot of effort to make a sound. He said hoarsely, "Where are your eyes?"

"Uncle dug it up." It tilted its head and stated flatly: "Uncle said that he doesn't like the way I stare at him."

Luo Youning closed his eyes to hide the pain in his eyes, he asked it: "Where is uncle now?"

"I don't know," the little girl thought for a while, and then said, "Uncle just wants us to play games with big brother."

Luo Youning asked, "What game are you playing?"

"Hide-and-seek, we often play hide-and-seek!" The little girl said softly, "Usually the uncle is the ghost, and the children who are caught will be punished."

Luo Youning's heart skipped a beat: "What kind of punishment?"

The little girl counted with her fingers: "There are so many kinds. My eyes were gouged out, Yingying's ears were cut off, Xiaomu's tongue was cut off, and other beautiful children were made into dolls. Uncle said we are all him." collection."

Luo Youning was horrified when he heard that, but also felt hatred to the bone.It is such a wicked person who not only did a lot of evil in life, but also dares to have and can have monstrous grievances after death for him to become a wicked ghost and continue to do evil.

Luo Youning thought about it, and asked it in a low voice: "Do you hate it?"

The little girl stared at him with two bloody black eyes, then raised a finger at him and hissed against her pale mouth: "Big brother, run quickly. The ghost is coming!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the children who had just formed a circle all turned their heads around, the moonlight shone on their faces, and there was only boundless darkness in their wide-open eyes, like the despair in their hearts.

They looked at Luo Youning, with a hint of fear on their faces, they stood up one after another, and ran wildly around like frightened birds.

Singing, children's singing began to come from all directions.

"Lin Zhongyan, who is hiding. Eyes in the pool, who are you spying on."

The child's voice was so shrill, like the desperate wailing of a lamb.

During the singing, he heard the sound of the ax being dragged on the ground.

"Clanglanglang-clanglanglang--"

The children's songs are still going on, like a carnival before death, collectively singing in pain.

"Where are the birds in the corpse forest? The fish in the hidden soul pool are gone!"

"It's dead! It's dead!"

Luo Youning shuddered, and immediately strode towards the opposite direction of the voice.

Qiao Jing stopped abruptly, and stood quietly listening for a moment.

The man looked at him nervously: "What's wrong?"

Qiao Jing shook her head slightly: "I seem to hear something nearby."

The man hesitated to speak, but still couldn't help asking: "Is that your friend... don't you ask the villagers to look for it?"

"It's useless, there are only a few people in the village now, and it's just a delay to mobilize. That person has long wanted to separate us and grind him to death a little bit. Now we have to find the bones and destroy them as soon as possible," Qiao Jing paused. After a moment, ask him, "Are you sure you buried the bones near here?"

The man nodded, pointed to the big rock at the entrance of the village and said, "It's near here."

After Luo Youning was lured away, all the abnormalities disappeared, including the small buildings that looked like a private house.

They returned to the original road, which was not far from the entrance of the village, but only 10 minutes away.

The moonlight calmly shines on the narrow road at the entrance of the village.The village archway is accompanied by an old banyan tree that grows obliquely from the mountain wall.

The roots of the banyan tree are like a coiled dragon struggling out of the ground, and the banyan beard hangs down densely, covering the archway indistinctly. The three big characters "Dayu Village" block half of it, leaving the word "Village", which is bright and dazzling. , the bottom of the word is red as if it is about to bleed.

Several boulders lay across the main road connecting the village to the outside world, blocking the intersection tightly.

Days of torrential rain washed the entrance of the village into a muddy swamp, and perhaps a small flood formed by accumulated water passed by. The boulders on the cross road were washed forward and moved forward, revealing deep potholes below, filled with water. Dirty water and mud bubbles are also bulging, making crackling noises from time to time.

"We now walk out of the village from another mountain, and this road is basically useless now," the man explained a few words, and then pointed to the place where the boulder was, "I seem to have buried it under those stones. "

Qiao Jingen let out a cry, not knowing if he heard it, he turned his head and looked at the banyan tree at the entrance of the village for a long time, then pointed to the junction between the banyan tree and the village memorial archway and said slowly: "You remember wrongly, what you buried is That."