Ancient Art of Sealing Ghosts

The sound of Xixi Suo Suo in my ears was getting closer and closer, and I suppressed the strange excitement in my heart and sat there motionless, fearing to scare that guy away, Dao Feng seemed to be exactly as I thought, and the movements of his hands stopped Down, a pair of black eyes quietly staring at the dark place.

In the dark, a camel snorted, the guy flinched in fright, the sound stopped suddenly, I froze, turned my head to look at Dao Feng, and gestured to ask him if he wanted to go over, in case I really scared the guy away what to do.

Dao Feng shook his head and told me that even if that guy ran away, we couldn't leave the camp because the others hadn't woken up yet.

So we had no choice but to sit still and continue to wait. After a while, we heard the sound of dragging our feet on the ground again.

For this late-night visitor, neither Dao Feng nor I felt any fear. Instead, we greeted him with a mentality of watching a theater. I think this is probably due to the fact that we met each other during the day. We both knew this in our hearts. Huo is not a difficult master, and is not our opponent at all. If we really fight with it, we can kill it easily, so there is no need to act like we are facing a big enemy.

And that one is just as we expected, after suffering a loss during the day, he will be more cautious when he comes back at night. Compared with us, it is less courageous and more afraid of us.

When the sad face that Amu mentioned finally appeared in our field of vision, I was still taken aback. It was really a face without any facial features and wrinkles. Just like what Amu said, its head is just a ball .

Still in the bright red clothes, the effect of this guy appearing at night is definitely more shocking than during the day. It drags its feet on the ground and moves a little bit towards Dao Feng and me. If you just look at the head, no one will think it is Personal, but after adding limbs and clothes, it looks like a strange man wearing a mask. I even began to wonder if this is a person with mental problems, otherwise what is the purpose of it coming to us at night, is it just To scare us?Or, as in the daytime, wanting to tow our camels and find a hidden place to hide?

Dao Feng and I stared at this strange man suspiciously, and looked it up and down. It seemed to be looking at us too, standing quietly opposite the fire.

Seeing that it didn't make any demonstrative moves, I quietly gave Dao Feng a wink, and asked him what this guy wanted to do. Dao Feng kept his eyes open, raised his hand and fiddled with the flames twice, and ignored me.

The atmosphere became more and more weird, I looked at the "friend" opposite with mixed emotions, whether to fight or run, hoping it would at least give me a sign, but it completely ignored me, and its smooth head like a stone looked at me blankly. with us.

Finally, it sat down on the opposite side of the fire less than two meters away from us. Like an old friend we haven’t seen for many years, it took a posture and sat cross-legged. The three of them surrounded the only thing that could keep warm in this cold desert. The bonfire is just a matter of talking...

If it wasn't for the wrong timing, I would definitely use my mobile phone to take a picture of this weird and absurd picture.

Who would have thought that on such a quiet night, we would be sitting around with a weirdo with a ball in his head, and the picture would look quite peaceful?The world's scariest ghost story is nothing more than this.

I rubbed my forehead and waved Xiao Hai back irritably. Judging from the current situation, there is no possibility of a fight.Not to mention Dao Feng, even I couldn't do it, because the guy opposite looked even more lonely than the homeless on the street, his stiff figure and weird head were so desolate and lonely under the reflection of the campfire .

We sat with that guy in front of the fire for two hours like this. During this period, I fell asleep countless times, but the time of falling asleep was very short. When I opened my eyes, the guy was still sitting there, motionless as if an old monk had fallen asleep. It makes me wonder if it is actually dead, and it just died in front of us unconsciously.

When Sister Xuan and Uncle changed shifts, I went over early and told them not to be surprised when they saw the guys outside, and not to make any big moves.

Sister Xuan yelled "Yeah" when she saw that strange man just now, she turned around and wanted to find her own gun, but after being stopped by me quickly, she covered her mouth and walked carefully to the fire and sat down.

Sister Xuan is also a bold person. She saw that this guy didn't have that kind of malice, so she began to look at him with probing eyes, and tried to communicate with him in a very low volume, asking questions such as "Who are you and where are you from?" Do you live near here? Take off the mask on your face and show us" and other stupid questions.

Daofeng and I spent a long time outside blowing the cold wind. We were already tired and sleepy. After leaving everything to the uncle and sister Xuan, we went back to sleep in the tent.

Before falling asleep, I closed my eyes and asked Dao Feng: "What do you think that is, is it a human or a monster?"

Dao Feng breathed steadily, and replied in a low voice: "It's not like a human...maybe it's really a devil."

"It turns out that devils are so cute." I stretched and muttered, "Forget it, go to sleep..."

The night passed peacefully. When Dao Feng and I changed shifts again, the weird man was still sitting there, and we acted as if it didn't exist, doing what we should do.

Sometimes when I was chatting with Dao Feng, I wanted to move my hands and feet. Dao Feng pushed me away expressionlessly, and then I realized that there was something that could not be called a human being watching, although I didn’t know what it was. I am not watching, but there is a third party, Dao Feng will never let me make any big moves.

Not even touching it.

This made me start to hate that weird guy, wishing I could call Xiao Hai to drive him away immediately.

When the sky was about to dawn, the strange man stood up suddenly, its movements were still stiff and heavy, it turned around and walked towards the dark part of the forest without looking back, as if it disappeared out of thin air from a distance.

Looking at this weird scene, I shuddered and said, "It's not really lonely and wants to find someone to accompany it, or should we let it go during the day and come back to repay its favor at night?"

Dao Feng packed his things, shook his head to express that he didn't know, and just said: "Let's find a way to get out of here first."

I thought, yes, as long as that guy doesn't get in our way, we don't care what it does.

After finishing breakfast in a hurry, we quickly packed up our things and headed north under the leadership of Amu. According to Amu, as long as we pass through this dry forest, we will go north for a while and we will be our next destination. It's really not far away.

But the strange thing is that Amu Mingming has passed through here before, and he is familiar with many places in the forest, but this time he can't get out for no reason, as if he has been tricked by someone, and he will return to the same place no matter what.

Sister Xuan thought that Amu's brain was frightened by what happened during the day, and his sanity was not clear, so she asked him to think about it before leaving.

The uncle said that things were not that simple. He carefully recalled the route he took that day, and confirmed that Amu was walking according to his own memory, so he temporarily asked Amu not to lead the way, and let the four of us who had never been here walk.

But even according to Uncle's method, until the night came again, we still didn't get out of this weird devil forest.

We tried almost all the methods we could try. Everyone had different ideas and pointed out completely different routes, but the results were all the same. No one could successfully get out of this forest.

We are like a group of people possessed by demons, wandering around in a deserted and empty dry forest, confused, racking our brains and trying our best, but we still can't leave.

Everyone was in no mood to tinker with dinner, and just ate some compressed biscuits. Amu expressed his apology for his incompetence as a guide. He said that if we really couldn’t leave here again, it would be his own sin. I hope that the next life will have the opportunity to repay us.

I glanced at him angrily, and didn't speak, thinking that if this life is gone, what about talking about the afterlife, no matter what, I must go out, I still have so many things to do, how can I die in this desolate place? barren land.

In the middle of the night, Dao Feng and I were still guarding the first round. The strange man appeared shortly after Dao Feng and I sat down, just like yesterday. He didn't move at night and didn't make a sound, like a dying person.

But this time we were not in the mood to talk to him anymore, we were worried about the coming day.

Dao Feng didn't eat much for dinner, he seemed in a bad mood, and he didn't even want to talk much.

I know that he is under a lot of pressure and has a heavy burden on his body. He absolutely cannot be trapped to death in such a place.

But I don't understand what he was thinking, because he actually threw the compressed biscuit that he didn't move across the fire to the opposite side, and it fell at the feet of that strange man with perfect precision.

For a guy with a ball in his head, dressed in a pre-liberation red cloth clothes, and he didn't know if he was human, Dao Feng actually threw a bag of biscuits at him in the gesture of "rewarding you a dime", not to mention anything else, Whether the guy can eat or not is another matter, what's the use of throwing cookies at it?

Even if you are in a bad mood, you can't make fun of food, throwing it to that guy might as well throw it to me.

I kept silent, holding my chin in remembrance, and stared blankly at Dao Feng, hoping he could give me a reasonable explanation.

Dao Feng came to his senses belatedly, his handsome face blushed suddenly after seeing my expression, he remained silent for a long time and still didn't know what to say, probably even he himself thought that behavior was too childish and ridiculous.

However, to our surprise, after seeing the compressed biscuits that Dao Feng threw to it, the strange man trembled twice. He lowered his upper body, picked up the bag of biscuits from the sand, and stood up silently .

When I saw its posture, I immediately became vigilant, thinking that it was angry and would suddenly rush over to attack us. Dao Feng also frowned, and touched a dagger pinned to his waist.

For a long time, the weird man held the bag of compressed biscuits and did nothing, but turned around and walked deep into the woods.

After this time, it never appeared again.

The next morning we continued on our way. I don’t know if it was a coincidence or God’s will. This time we walked out of the Devil’s Forest smoothly. The path Amu led was completely correct. Although there was a mistake in the middle, we still arrived more than a day earlier than expected. .

It's just that when we were about to walk out of the Devil's Forest, we saw that familiar red shadow again under an unusually tall dead tree.

It was a completely withered skeleton, covered in a tattered old red cloth clothes, hanging unsteadily on a dead tree branch, rattling by the wind and sand.

There are many weathered sacrifices and steles under the tree, far away, but I can vaguely see the bag of compressed biscuits that was taken away by the weird last night...