Earth Exam [Unlimited]

Jian Qiao has been paying attention to her cheeks.

When he was pulled into the night for the first time, a bloodstain was pecked by a crow on his face, and the uneven texture could still be felt after the scab had formed.

But after the fusion of day and night, the wound on his face did not appear.

"Are you really sure the wound on your face didn't appear?"

Staying in the darkness of the bamboo weaving shop, several people couldn't see each other clearly, so they could only speak in a low voice.

"I know very well whether I have any injuries on my body, and I won't make fun of it."

"At first, I thought that as long as I found the cripple, I would hold the key to pass the level." Ning Zhi stood up in the darkness, "But now there is another step."

The day is unreal, the night is real, they are in the night, but at the same time they are in the illusion.

"The cripple is definitely not here." Jane said quietly, "We have to get out of the illusion first."

This is like breaking through an formation, finding the eye of the formation.

"Do I have to go?" Miao Shuangshuang has already realized what the "Eye of the Array" is, "Are you sure we are going to pass the customs or not to die?"

On Fengqing Street at night, the "eye" is of course Wang Chunhua.

"The system doesn't want us all to be here." Jane quietly joked, "Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, but going to the tiger mountain will show the true qualities of a hero."

Although they said so, several people still walked towards the back door of the bamboo weaving shop in the dark.

At the beginning, the noise from the locust tree had calmed down, and they didn't know where the remaining candidates were hiding. Did any candidates realize that the night at this time was illusory.

The backyard of the homestay is close in front of us, the fence wall is still missing a piece as it was during the day, and half of the footprints at the base of the wall are still there.

Ruan Sangting: "I'm a little nervous."

After all, all of this is based on their inferences, and this kind of behavior is simply a life-threatening test.

Jian Qiao has already calmly slipped in through the gap in the fence, followed by Ning Zhi.

At the leftmost position in the corner of the backyard, there was still a pile of bundled firewood horizontally in front of the low old wooden door, but a lot of the outermost firewood was scattered on the ground, as if there had been some confusion before.

The lock of the old wooden door was broken by Jane during the day, and now the door is empty, with nothing on it. He stretched out his hand and pushed the door open, and stepped on something under his feet—it was a fragment of the lock.

In this windowless room, candles were still on on the small altar table, and tributes were placed on the table, but the photo of the altar was blank.

Wang Chunhua was gone.

Jane quietly turned over the top one of the plate of pies in the tribute, and the scratches left by her nails were vivid.

Sure enough, he guessed right.

The traces that appeared during the day are all there, whether left by others or deliberately left by him, these traces have not disappeared.

The day is false, and the night is real, but after the night comes, it does not cover the traces of the day, so they are still in the false.

During the day, Wang Chunhua is enshrined in a photo frame, while at night she can walk around the world in the form of a ghost. She is the walking "eye", so the photo frame is the carrier of the "eye".

Whether it is killing the formation eye or destroying the carrier of the formation eye, this illusion can be ended.

"careful!"

"Quickly open!"

When Jian Qiao's fingers were only a few centimeters away from the photo frame, a strong sense of uneasiness suddenly surged in his heart, and this uneasiness prompted him to pounce to the side.

At the same time as the voices of Ning Zhi and Ruan Sangting reminding him, there was a gloomy cold wind.

Wang Chunhua is back.

Looking at her up close, she is wearing a necklace as in the photo, and there are a few patches on her clothes, but her smile is no longer gentle and shy, only an almost empty indifference remains.

If Jian Qiao slowed down a bit, her hand would directly penetrate Jian Qiao's chest.

"You can find this place by deduction alone, you are very good."

She said words of praise, but her face was so cold that it could freeze. Under the dim candlelight, her feet were floating not far from the ground, and her whole body showed a translucent posture.

The atmosphere in this hut suddenly became dignified.

The few of them now know that the inference is indeed correct, and that blank photo frame is the key to breaking the illusion.

The question is—how are they going to manage to destroy that picture frame while a ghost is watching?

"Wang Chunhua!"

Ning Zhi, who was behind Wang Chunhua, suddenly called out her name, Wang Chunhua turned his head, and a burning mass flew towards her.

Before Jane quietly lit the locust tree with a lighter, Ning Zhi asked for the lighter. At this time, she got a ball of flammable objects from somewhere, and started to attack mercilessly.

Although I don't know whether the flames will harm the ghosts, but it may be the instinct in life. When Wang Chunhua saw the fireball flying towards her, he dodged it reflexively. He fell to the ground.

Wang Chunhua had already arrived before the photo frame fell to the ground. Just as her hand was about to catch the fallen photo frame, a blue and purple hand suddenly appeared beside her to block it. It broke in two, and the glass on the frame shattered.

The bruised and purple hand began to solidify gradually, turning into the appearance of a girl.

She looked at Wang Chunhua who was obviously stunned and said:

The photo frame split in half on the ground emits a faint white light, and the world in front of me begins to gradually crumble and dissolve.

Wang Chunhua didn't move.

From the moment Zhou Yuanyuan opened her mouth, she was floating in place as if she had been cast with a holding spell.

These white lights quickly wrapped around Jane and the others, leading them out of this world.

When he was about to leave, Qiu Xian suddenly shouted loudly:

"Zhou Yuanyuan! Was it you who helped me last time?"

"Tch——" In the blurred white light, Zhou Yuanyuan could be seen rolling her big eyes, and the maliciousness in her tone did not diminish by half, "Who would help a fool who can't even hear his voice clearly..."

The white light became more and more blazing, drowning their vision.

After the white light dissipated, Qiu Xian was still in a daze.

"She's really not a bad person." Qiu Xian said, "I shouldn't have been so scared at the time."

Ruan Sangting patted him on the shoulder: "She also helped us, although the way was rough."

For example, in the dark night, they suddenly reminded them with a loud voice, which made them jump, or for example, when they abandoned the school, they slapped the flashlight in Jian Qiao's hand, making the flashlight useless immediately.

Ruan Sangting said with emotion: "Good people get rewarded, this sentence is really true."

"But I didn't do anything."

Qiu Xian's voice was very low. At that time, he asked Jian Qiao if she was afraid or disgusted, and he was trembling with fear.But when he dug a hole for Zhou Yuanyuan, he felt very sad. Her time was always stagnant in the past, and it was impossible to move forward.

On the way from the well to the cliff cave, he has been reciting the rebirth mantra to Zhou Yuanyuan in a very low voice, wishing her happiness in the next life and no more suffering.

None of what he did was useful, but he was actually helped by it.

The chaos that almost cost him his life when he first merged, and the hands that held him, led him to avoid the crisis that must die.

Obviously the bamboo weaving shop was not closed, but Wang Chunhua still ignored his existence.

Such a small act of kindness has received such a huge return.

"Don't be in a daze." Ruan Sangting pulled Qiu Xian up from the ground, "Let's go, everything is almost over."

After the white light disappeared, the place where they appeared was a vast field of wild grass, the grass almost reaching their waists.

From the broken walls among the wanton growth of weeds, we can vaguely see traces of human habitation.

Jian Qiao turned her head and asked Ning Zhi: "Do you still remember this place?"

"The location of the store in your photo." Ning Zhi said, "The adobe brick wall is a raised mound, the thatched roof is the weeds growing on the mound, the gate made of stone is a tombstone, as for the moss and spider webs... It’s because the tombs have existed for a long time.”

She said with emotion: "It turns out that there are hints in so many places."

Jian Qiao: "When I first came here, I had a dream. I always thought that dream was irrelevant, but now I realized that the scene in that dream was here many years ago."

In the dream, his room was outdated and the walls were peeling off. The whole layout revealed a sense of time. There were also old round tables and old chairs in the hall, and he met an old man who was slightly younger than in the dream.

In fact, this is a hint that he wants to understand the past.

The call for help from the haystack on the khaki platform, where the source of the sound could not be found, should be Wang Chunhua's mother, who was also the starting point of the tragedy of Wang Chunhua's life.

Is this the extra tip given to top students?

"No matter what reminders you dreamed, it's over anyway." Ning Zhi's expression relaxed a little, "Actually, I also had reminder dreams, but I guess it's not as complete as yours. Do you remember that Li Dabao?"

Jane nodded quietly.

"I dreamed of a wedding banquet with a weird atmosphere, the bride was tied up with ropes, and he was secretly taking advantage of the bride during the bridal chamber."

"When I woke up, I couldn't figure it out. Now that you said that, I guessed it. This should be the scene when Wang Chunhua got married."

The dream of an exceptional student is a vague reminder.

"Got to go!"

Ning Zhi greeted the few people who did not follow, the waist-deep grass made rustling noises as they walked.

"The last stop - go to the location of the village and look for the house at the end of the village."

Compared with Fengfeng Street, the houses in the village are slightly better, and the appearance of the houses can be barely seen, but many houses have collapsed, and weeds are growing wildly on the walls and roofs.

Before they reached the last house at the end of the village, they saw a figure flashing past in the grass.

The man was hunched over, wearing tattered clothes that were too dirty to see the color, his hair was messy and tangled, stained with dead branches and leaves, he was holding something in his arms, and ran staggeringly in the grass.

The man ran all the way to the house at the end of the village. Half of the house collapsed, exposing the red bricks in the wall.

They followed quietly, squatting in the grass, separated by broken walls and ruins, they could hear the faint voices inside.

In the beginning, it was still a normal tone:

"...I found the fruit, I will eat the fruit today..."

Suddenly there was another intermittent cry:

"...I shouldn't have told them... that I was wrong..."

"...you can read if you want to read... come back..."

The cries grew louder and shriller:

"Don't come back! Don't! Go... The farther you go, the better!"

That cry is out of tune, out of tune

"Fly away! I was wrong... I'm dead! They're all dead! They're all here to accompany you..."

Whimpering and crying, the dirty man swung out of the house, flung himself into the waist-deep grass, and disappeared in a moment.

After confirming that the person had really left, Jian Qiao and the others entered the room cautiously. The room was covered with moss and the light was dim. There were a lot of things piled up, most of which were wild fruits, many of which were rotten and gave off an unpleasant smell.

In the middle of these wild fruits, a sharp edge was exposed, and Jane quietly pulled it out from the pile of fruits——it was a photo of Wang Chunhua.

It is exactly the same as the photos enshrined in the homestay.

All the truth is revealed.

This photo is the "medium".

The living and the dead are already in two different dimensional spaces. Under normal circumstances, there will be no intersection between the two, but the situation here is special.

Everyone in the village died, and a large number of dead people became ghosts, forming a "field" where ghosts gather exclusively. As the only living person in the "field", the lame man will inevitably be infected with ghosts after staying here for a long time. Coupled with the fact that he may have witnessed Wang Chunhua's death and became insane, and his mental state was abnormal, he used Wang Chunhua's photo as a medium to communicate with the dead world.

"It's because he regretted it so much, so in that false world, he stayed in the school and refused to go out. He always thought that Wang Chunhua was admitted to the university, walked out of the mountains, and lived happily outside." Ning Zhi said at the altar. Picking through the wild fruit pile, looking for clues, "The more a person feels guilty, the more he wants to make up for something. He saved money desperately, and even asked you to bring a small cake to Wang Chunhua. It's all because of his regrets, and none of them came true .”

"I hope that the phoenix in the mountain will fly out of the mountain and never come back." Jane sighed softly, "The phoenix has long slept in the mountain, so what's the use of regretting it."

No matter how many days and nights of tossing and turning and suffering, the dead will never come back to life, let alone make up for their regrets.

The price of regret is too tragic, and it is too late to wake up.

"found it!"

Ning Zhi found an old newspaper from the bottom of the wild fruit. The newspaper was stained with traces of wild fruit rot, and was a little yellow due to the time.

She went outside the house and unfolded the newspaper. In the middle of the newspaper, an old event was reported in a huge space.

The title is sensational:

"Phoenix Eye Village Landscape Scam: Internet Celebrity Scenic Spots Will Be Reduced to Ghost Domain"

There is a photo at the bottom—it is the picture of the cliff that looks like a phoenix shedding blood and tears.

This report tells that a photographer who likes to collect scenery in remote mountainous areas came to this mountain, took this photo and uploaded it on the Internet, and it became popular overnight.

Countless scenery lovers flocked here, wanting to find out about this wonder. More and more people know about this deep mountain, and more and more people come here to travel.

The whole village was simply turned into a tourist village. Not only did the name change from "Duozi Village" to "Fengyan Village", but it also applied for the sign of an Internet celebrity tourist attraction.

The village head took the lead in building his home into a homestay to entertain guests from afar.

This landscape is named "Phoenix Weeping Blood", and it only appears one day a month.

In order to see this spectacle, the whole village is full of people every day, and some tourists even fall off the cliff to death because of the overcrowding.

This landscape is so strange that many people have the idea of ​​exploring the mystery.

A mountaineer who was too curious climbed up the cliff on the day when the landscape appeared, thinking that he could record the miracle of the natural landscape, but unexpectedly bumped into a villager who poured the red paint from the edge of the cave .

The deception was exposed.

It's not a natural miracle at all, it's a man-made gimmick.

The number of tourists in Fengyan Village, which was exposed as a scam, plummeted and gradually fell silent.

Only one day, it became known to the public again in a bizarre way

People in the whole village ate the poisonous weed by mistake.

Because the village is small and remote, when the rescuers arrived, all the villagers were dead. Only one cripple who was slightly poisoned survived the rescue, but he became slurred and crazy.

This incident brought heat to the village again.

The empty village where everyone is dead has naturally become the favorite of some adventure bloggers, but every blogger who ventures to Fengyan Village either encounters a supernatural event that almost scares people into a mental disorder, or breaks an arm and a leg , very strange.

Over time, no one went there anymore.

This report was written very rigorously, and both sides even traced back to the source of why the villagers moved this idea.

——They were performing sacrifices in the cave on the cliff that day.

The weeping blood of the phoenix was caused by the blood of the sacrifice flowing down from the entrance of the cave. It was photographed accidentally by the photographer, but it became a special landscape.

As more and more people are interested, they also move their minds.

At the end of the report, the author seriously criticized this kind of feudal/establishment superstition/belief activity, and called on people to believe in science and pay attention to safety when traveling.

Jane quietly noticed that there was a small date attached to the lower right corner of the photo taken by the photographer.

The date was the seventh day after Wang Chunhua's death.

"They did something bad, so they sacrificed to her on her first seven days."

"But this guilt-ridden and restless sacrifice eventually became the beginning of their profit-making."

"Sometimes people are really scarier than ghosts."

Ning Zhi closed the newspaper, and also closed this dusty past:

"Good and evil will be rewarded."

At this time the sun had already risen, rising higher and higher, shining on the steep rocks, and the stones shaped like phoenix eyes on the cliff suddenly shattered, as if the phoenix had closed her eyes.