On the way Master Zhai and his party came, his apprentices killed a wild boar on the mountain with shotguns.

At night, on the barbecue grill, when everyone was about to wash and peel the pork, the wild boar carcasses left aside disappeared.

The wild boar was shot through the brain, and the meat was already stiff all the way, and it was absolutely impossible to survive. Could it be that it was picked up by some large beast?

Everyone was afraid of bears or wolves, so they lit more bonfires. A few apprentices tried their best to drive hunting dogs to the vicinity with shotguns. Master Zhai saw that the mountains and forests were flat and did not stop them.

The three people and the two dogs did not return in the middle of the night, only Master Zhai, a cadre and a few followers were left in the camp, so he also became afraid.

In the middle of the night, he suddenly saw three blue lights in the sky north of the camp, counted his fingers, and suddenly changed his face.

He didn't even care about his disciples, he hurriedly told the rest of them to go down the mountain to look for a car. After walking a few steps, he saw a beast with blue light jumping out from the bushes, blocking the way.

Its eyes are red, its fangs are like knives, its oily black skin is covered with a layer of green shimmer, and there is still a bloody bullet hole on its head—it is the wild boar that was killed!

The wild boar recognized this group of people, rushed up, bumped and bit, took one away, and quickly went into the woods. The man's screams rang from the entrance to the far.

The master had never seen such a battle before, his teeth were trembling at that time, and he almost fainted.Fortunately, the few remaining attendants escorted him and the cadres down the mountain.

After going down the mountain, the master took a full three months of self-cultivation before he recovered from his nerves, and never mentioned the matter of building a farmhouse in that forest.

It is said that the master of the sanatorium always repeated a sentence in tears when he was in a trance: "I was wrong! Evergreen Mountain... that is the evergreen place of the dead!"

This sentence was spread ten to ten times, and 30 years later, it was considered profitable by descendants who did not know the inside story, so they requisitioned that piece of land to build a funeral home, and borrowed the words of the late Master Zhai to publicize it and attracted a lot of business .

This rumor is full of storytelling, and it is impossible to test whether it is true or not. After reading it, Lin Huan simply circled the words "wild boar corpse" and "resurrection", then threw it aside, and stood up to move his hands and feet.

It was too cold in the room.

Perhaps this is the characteristic of the climate in the deep mountains. The night it gets darker, the lower the temperature.Lin Huan felt fine when he first entered the room, but within an hour, he felt the cold and dampness penetrate into his muscles and bone marrow, and he was so cold that he could hardly sit still.

After working for a while, Lin Huan simply moved the desk lamp and briefcase to the bed and sat under the covers, trying to finish reading the materials while he had nothing to do.

The next piece of information is some rumors about the construction of the funeral parlor. It is said that the location was changed again and again due to "special reasons", and finally it was chosen on the southwest slope, one kilometer away from the place that Master Zhai looked at. There is no specific "special reason". Explain that, according to rumors, it is a civil dispute.Apart from this point, the information is generally of no reference value.

Lin Huan marked the words "special reason" and "civil dispute" and glanced at the remaining information in the bag.

These three thick documents accounted for only one-fifth of all the documents, and I don’t know what kind of psychology Lin Huan used as a “job seeker” to collect these legends, perhaps because of his curiosity about his future career And natural fear, maybe it is other unknown purpose, in short, the system asked Lin Huan to carry the information on his back, most of this information will play a guiding role in the subsequent dungeon plots, the sooner you read it, the more information you will get .

I watched it like this for a while, and I didn't feel it was late at night.

Thinking about the need to get up early for the work of the funeral home, Lin Huan rubbed his forehead, turned off the light and slid into the quilt.

The place where he sat under the quilt before was still hot. After lying down, his feet were flat, and the quilt on the soles of his feet was cold and hard. Lin Huan shivered violently.

He reluctantly gathered the quilt, trying to wrap it all around his body.When he turned over, his gaze passed the window, and he sat up in shock.

The windows of this room were covered with a thin layer of curtains, which did not block the light very much. The moonlight in the yard outside was bright and bright, and a clear figure was reflected on the windows.

The figure was silent, standing upright facing the window, motionless.

There were no other people in the funeral parlor except for them. Judging from the appearance, this figure was not one of them. What's more, Lin Huan was always alert. He had no idea when this figure was standing outside his window.

Lin Huan stared at it in the dark, and it seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly leaned over to the window.

So the head of the shadow grew bigger and clearer, until it touched the glass with a bang.

Crackling...cracking, the window was shaking slightly, its head was leaning against the window, and it was slowly and continuously pressing against the glass, making a slight sound like the night wind sweeping through the window lattice.

it wants to come in?

Lin Huan held his breath and observed for a while, seeing that it was just repeating mechanically without any further movements, his heart slowly settled down instead.

I remember accountant Xiao Liu said that no matter what he heard or saw at night, as long as he didn’t leave the dormitory building, his safety would be guaranteed. Since that thing couldn’t get in, why should he care about it.

So he lay down under the quilt again, and closed his eyes safely.

Lin Huan fell asleep very quickly today, and in the haze, the scene that he couldn't get rid of in his heart floated up again, the splash of water, the broken hull, the tight hand ~ Lei's hand, the cold and blurry underwater world...

He seems to have heard Xiao Yiyou say in a tender tone: "... If I die, will you also find a place with good geomantic omens to bury me, and then give me a military salute?"

Lin Huan heard himself responding to him coldly - bastard, how could you die.

……

After an unknown amount of time, a cry came suddenly, awakening Lin Huan who was sleeping soundly.

He sat up and looked out of the window, the figure was still on the window, and the screams came from the corridor outside the dormitory.

He quickly put on his clothes and went out, turned on the light in the corridor, and saw that the door of the man with glasses was wide open, and he himself was huddled in the kitchen room at the end in a thin coat, holding his head and crying non-stop.

Weiwei and the woman also opened the door and came out. Seeing this situation, their faces were full of confusion.

Lin Huan walked over quickly, knelt down and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

The man with glasses curled up in resistance, his barking voice changed.Probably because he came out too hastily, he didn't wear glasses on his face.

Lin Huan had to raise his face, forcing him to look at himself closely: "I'm Lin Huan, what's wrong with you?"

The man with glasses bent his eyes and saw Lin Huan before he relaxed. He pointed to his room: "There is...something outside the window!"

Lin Huan understood immediately. He rushed into the glasses man's room and turned on the light.

The curtains in the room were wide open, and there was nothing outside the window.

Lin Huan stood by the window for a while, closed the curtains after confirming that there was nothing there, took out his glasses and exited the room.

When he came to the kitchen, the man with glasses had gradually returned to calm under the persuasion of Wei Wei and the woman.

He claims to be Chi Rui, 19 years old, and has been learning makeup from his master. Now he is a professional makeup artist and prop artist for film and television dramas in this world, and he is usually timid.

Lin Huan handed over the glasses and asked, "Chi Rui, what did you see outside the window?"

He accepted it gratefully, and said with lingering fear: "When I woke up, I saw a... shadow of someone on the window. He... he was knocking on the window..."

Lin Huan frowned slightly, which was exactly the same as what he saw.

"and then?"

"I fell into a drowsy sleep. I thought someone was calling me, so... I opened the curtains."

Chi Rui's expression became horrified: "I saw... I saw a monster with no face!"

Lin Huan's eyes converged: "Tell me more in detail?"

"It was all gray and gray, it didn't seem to have any clothes on, it didn't have hair or features...I didn't have glasses on and I was too scared to see clearly."

Lin Huan nodded, comforted him a few words, and asked Weiwei and the woman if they saw anything.

Weiwei said that she also heard the movement, but because she was sleepy, she didn't get up to watch.The woman said that her room has been normal.

The four checked all the rooms on the first floor in turn, but found nothing else, so they had to go back to their rooms and continue to sleep.

Chi Rui was terrified, stuck to Lin Huan and refused to go back to his room, and asked to sleep on the same bed with Lin Huan.

Lin Huan resolutely refused on the grounds that the bed was too small. Unexpectedly, Chi Rui planned to move his bed to Lin Huan's room to sleep together. After being overthrown by Lin Huan again, the two had to wrap themselves in the quilt and huddle together by the lamp. in the kitchen.

There is a shutter in the kitchen facing the big iron gate at the end of the yard. They were drowsy when they suddenly heard a violent banging on the iron gate, and someone shouted urgently outside the gate: "Help! Ah! let me in—”

Lin Huan woke up again, rubbing the center of his brows with a headache.There are a lot of situations tonight, and it is obvious that they don't want them to sleep peacefully.

Chi Rui listened for a while: "It seems to be... the little yellow hair that was thrown by the side of the road this afternoon."

Lin Huan was taken aback for a moment, the voice really sounded like him.

He survived the night walk in this eerie and dangerous mountain forest, how could he find the funeral home by himself?From this point of view, this little yellow hair still has some skills.

The little yellow hair screamed more and more urgently: "Is there anyone? Let me in! Come on!"

Chi Rui asked in embarrassment: "We can't go out, there are those things outside... what should we do?"

Weiwei and the woman also reunited in the kitchen, frowning and remaining silent.

Lin Huan looked around in the kitchen, saw the red phone in the corner, and immediately dialed the duty room according to the number book. He remembered that Master Zhou, the cremator, was on duty tonight.

After 1 minute, no one answered.

Lin Huan sighed, found a bone cutter and held it in his hand.

The little yellow hair is indeed violent and rude, but he can't be punished to death. The players in the same group, how can they see death without saving them?

Weiwei: "You want to go out? I'll go with you."

The woman also said, "I'll go."

Chi Rui was determined not to go out, and only looked at them worriedly.

Lin Huan signaled everyone to keep quiet, he turned off the kitchen light, gently pulled up the shutters, and looked in the direction of the iron gate.

The courtyard under the moonlight seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and it was bright and empty everywhere. The pines and cypresses at the other end of the iron gate were densely packed, forming a thick shadow. In the shadow, there seemed to be a dense piece of things swarming towards the iron gate, squeaking. There was a creaking friction sound.

Lin Huan was sure that it was the thing standing outside everyone's window. They seemed ignorant, but they were especially sensitive to the breath of living people. If the little yellow hair hadn't been separated by an iron gate, it might have been cold by now.

But the situation outside the door was not much better, otherwise why did he want to come in so urgently?

Lin Huan thought about it quickly, took out a frozen white striped chicken from the refrigerator, and sneaked over to open the door of the dormitory building.

Suddenly, a chilly dampness poured in from outside the door, forcing everyone to retreat step by step.

Lin Huan endured the cold and quickly threw the chicken out.

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