Today I was forced to resurrect again

The game of "asking" should be played in a place without graves.

After opening your eyes, if you see graves around, you need to close your eyes again and continue walking up the mountain.

The first two times when Yan Ping came to play, she and Tong Xiaoqi, Chen Huan and the others closed their eyes and walked for about 10 minutes before opening them. At that time, they didn't see any graves around, so the game could start.

"There are graves here, so I can't play with them."

From the very beginning, Yan Ping hoped that they could go farther into the mountains, so that it would take longer for them to go down the mountain, but after saying this, she was not happy, and her heart was a little heavy, as if being trapped The weight weighed down the general.

She turned her head to look at the small grave at the end of the intersection on the left, and suddenly felt a desire to take a closer look at this grave.

Yan Ping was even almost bewitched by this desire and driven to approach, just like she made a deal with Gu Xiangniang, borrowing Gu Xiangniang's seductive shadow and body to keep a man who would not like her at all.

But Huo Xin just opened her mouth at this moment, and asked Yan Ping, "Then shall we continue to move forward?"

Yan Ping's slack pupils gathered again, she came back to her senses, nodded and said, "Of course, we have to move forward."

"No, there are too many mosquitoes." Ban Shiyi showed a crying expression when she heard it, "I really can't stand it, if you want to play, go and play, I won't go."

"I don't want to go either, and I can't stand the sting." Huo Xin desperately scratched her neck with her nails, scratching out bloodstains.

Her powdered skin was already pale, but now there are so many red envelopes and bloodstains, Ruan Ning'an felt very weird looking at it, and couldn't help but said: "Did you two really get bitten by mosquitoes? It can't be your powder that has deteriorated." Are you allergic to splashing on your face?"

"Ah? Then if it's an allergy, I have to go back quickly." Ban Shiyi became even more anxious, and was about to drag Huo Xin down the mountain after speaking.

Ruan Ning'an wanted to keep them, but unfortunately she had no reason to keep them.

Because it was agreed at the beginning that she would accompany Yan Ping to play this game, and the rest of the people were waiting at the foot of the mountain. Ban Shiyi and Huo Xin accompanied them up the mountain for so long, which was very interesting.

"...Okay." Ruan Ning'an could only reluctantly agree, "Then be careful on the way back."

"Okay, you too." Ban Shiyi took Huo Xin's arm, waved to Ruan Ning'an, and then walked down the mountain.

And Ruan Ning'an, who watched the two of them turn and leave, was also thinking deeply: Is it really necessary for her to play supernatural games with Yan Ping?

The idea of ​​Yan Ping asking her to play a supernatural game was very strange. If she really wanted to play, why didn't she invite her friends?Instead, he asked himself, the person who had quarreled with her.

It was as if Yan Ping was going to use this supernatural game to take revenge on her.

Ruan Ning'an was taken aback by her guess, and at the same time felt that she was really stupid for actually coming to the graveyard under Yan Ping's instigation.

Forget it, Ruan Ning'an silently decided in her heart that she has been here with Yan Ping, and now there are only the two of them. If she insists that she played that game with Yan Ping, and there is no other certificate, Yan Ping will also get it. She can't help it.

Walk for a while... After walking for a while, she also used the excuse that there were too many mosquitoes, so let's get out of here...

"Ah! I'm really going crazy!" Ban Shiyi, who was walking down the mountain with Huo Xin, scratched her hair frantically, "Why do I feel that the further down the mountain, the more mosquitoes?"

She wanted to scratch her face, but she had long nails, and she was afraid that if she really scratched her face, she would scratch her face.

"How long have we been walking?" Huo Xin's face and neck were also itchy, but now she has something more to worry about, and the fear gradually rising in her heart has slowly overwhelmed the discomfort in her body, leaving her with no time to take care of it. other.

Ban Shiyi, who heard her question, stopped, took out her phone, checked the time and said, "It's almost 10 minutes?"

As soon as the words fell, Ban Shiyi felt Huo Xin, who was holding her arms, her body began to tremble slightly, and her voice trembled: "It took us six or seven minutes to walk up the mountain with our eyes closed. Now we open our eyes." Walking, why haven't you come down the mountain after 7 minutes?"

Ban Shiyi also had a dazed look on her face when she heard the words.

Yeah, why?

Not only did they not go down the mountain, but they couldn't even see the scenery at the foot of the mountain. They seemed to be trapped in this cemetery. There was only a narrow road in front of them, covered with fallen leaves and dead branches, and they couldn't see it winding forward. The mountain road at the end.

"Could it be that we went the wrong way?" Huo Xin asked her.

Ban Shiyi swallowed: "But isn't this the only way down the mountain?"

Huo Xin sniffed, and said with a wry smile: "We went up the mountain with our eyes closed, who knows which way we took?"

"Don't panic, I remember. When we went up the mountain, the sunset was behind us. Now we only need to follow the sunset and continue walking to the foot of the mountain." Ban Shiyi patted the back of Huo Xin's hand, trying to comfort her, "Let's continue let's go."

They had no choice but to keep going.

After they separated from Ruan Ning'an and Yan Ping, they kept walking down the mountain along the road in front of them, and they didn't encounter a fork in the process. It was obvious that they must have come along this road, and there was no other possibility.

But to the despair of Ban Shiyi and Huo Xin, they walked for another 10 minutes. Seeing that the setting sun had already sunk by half, and it was about to completely set, they still stayed on this mountain.

No cell phone signal, no navigation, no one around—they got lost.

Lost on a grave hill.

Neither Ban Shiyi nor Huo Xin dared to think about what would happen if they stayed on the graveyard if they didn't go down the mountain before sunset. Even if nothing happened, how would they survive the long night on the graveyard .

"Impossible... Impossible..." Ban Shiyi didn't have time to worry about her face anymore.

As if in a daze, she desperately pushed aside the reeds stretching out in front of her on both sides of the road, and gradually accelerated her pace, only hoping to reach the end of the road.

Finally, when the sun sank two thirds, they came to the end of the road—not the foot of the mountain, but a small grave.

This small tomb was almost exactly the same as the one they saw at the fork in the road before they separated from Ruan Ning'an and Yan Ping. There was a small tombstone in front of the tombstone, and there was a photo of the tombstone's owner on the tombstone.

"Where is this?!" Huo Xin screamed and turned around to run back.

But after running a few steps, she found that Ban Shiyi didn't follow, but approached the tombstone with wide-eyed eyes in disbelief.

Years of experience in watching movies let Huo Xin know the law of death if you are alone, the more you can't run around shouting and running around, and you have to stay with your friends, so she resisted her fear and walked back, wanting to hold Ban Shi Yi fled together: "Shi Yi, what are you doing, we went the wrong way, run away."

Huo Xin walked over to hold Ban Shiyi's hand, but before she touched Ban Shiyi, Ban Shiyi showed fear, stepped back again and again, stared at her in horror, and shouted: "Don't come here! "

"...What's wrong?" Huo Xin froze in place looking at Ban Shiyi's expression of resisting fear.

"Tell me, why is there a picture of you on this tombstone?" Ban Shiyi pointed at the tombstone with trembling fingers, her eyes almost popped out, and she shouted in despair, "You are not Huo Xin, who are you?"

Ban Shiyi's words completely nailed Huo Xin in place, and she was also stunned.

Then she subconsciously followed the direction of Ban Shiyi's finger and looked towards the tombstone. The moment she saw the photo of the owner of the tomb, she felt as if a pair of cold hands were gently brushing her neck, and her sense of fear and fear were like ghost hands sticking out of the soil. , shackled her so that she could not move - the photo on the tombstone is a woman with a very young face, dark eyes, full lips, fair skin, and perfect mortuary makeup, just like before they went up the mountain Like powder on top.

——Like a standard posthumous portrait.

"Shi Yi, what are you talking about?" Huo Xin didn't even know how she said those words, "...the photo on the tombstone is obviously you."

Both were at a stalemate, but what was certain was that they didn't trust each other, let alone approach each other.

Ban Shiyi couldn't control her emotions at first, she knelt down in front of Huo Xin with shaking legs, crying and pleading: "I won't play anymore, I'm going down the mountain...I want to go home, please let me go Okay? I didn't offend you, I didn't do anything..."

Seeing this, Huo Xin started to cry together, so she wanted to ask "Ban Shiyi" to let her go.

No, I don't know whether she is Ban Shiyi or not.

They had to close their eyes when they entered the cemetery. Even if they were holding hands, no one knew whether their partner would... be replaced on the way with their eyes closed.

If I had known that I would get lost on this mountain if I were separated from Ruan Ning'an and Yan Ping, I might as well continue to follow them and play that supernatural game.

"I want to go down the mountain too... Where is this?" Huo Xin squatted down with her head in her arms, choking out of breath.

Seeing that the sun was about to set completely, they fell into a daze like a ghost hitting a wall. There was a photo of her good friend on the tombstone in front of her. Huo Xin couldn't even confirm whether she was still alive.

She even wondered if she was already dead?Maybe what Ban Shiyi said is right.

"This is a cemetery, don't you all know that you came up here?"

After crying twice, a sudden male voice almost made Huo Xin jump up in fright. She raised her head and looked at the person with tears in her eyes. She saw a man standing three steps away from them. A young man with his eyes closed was frowning at the two of them at this moment: "What are you doing here? Don't tell me that you are here to play supernatural games at the graveyard."

Someone died in Dormitory 519 a few days ago, Shen Qiuji felt that in such a small place as Qincheng University, it is impossible to have so many people who died at the same time.

However, after hearing his words, the two girls looked choked and unable to refute.

"I understand, you are here to commit suicide." Shen Qiuji frowned, showing a clear look, and turned to leave, "Excuse me."

Ban Shi recalled that he was about to leave, so she hurriedly chased after him: "Brother, brother, wait! Are you human?"

"You guys are with that girl at the foot of the mountain, right?" Shen Qiuji understood right away, "It's just the one with short hair, wearing a yellow sweater. She told me that she still has friends on the mountain."

"That's right, Zhou Jiarong! She is our friend at the foot of the mountain, do you know how to get down?" Huo Xin showed a surprised look, "We have been walking here for a long time, but there is no way to go down the mountain."

Shen Qiuji fell silent when she heard the words.

Huo Xin and Ban Shi recalled that Shen Qiuji was silent, thinking that he was also like them, trapped on this mountain and unable to leave, their eyes gradually dimmed, and when they were about to be completely occupied by despair, they listened to Shen Qiuji's words again. Halberd said, "I know."

He simply doesn't know how to get down the mountain.

The graveyard where Shen Qiuji came this morning, according to the introduction of the female ghost, the nest of the red-clothed female ghost named Gu Xiangniang is on this mountain. grave.

But since he entered the mountain in the morning until now, he has not been able to find out where Gu Xiangniang's grave is, let alone see Gu Rong's soul.

Because he can't enter the mountain.

He walked up the mountain, and he went down the mountain; he walked toward the mountainside, and he went down the mountain inexplicably; Walking or walking vertically, in short, he just couldn't enter the mountain.

He was either going down the mountain or on his way down.

Shen Qiuji felt that he could go down the mountain by walking blindly with his eyes closed. He heard someone crying in the mountain and followed the crying. He didn't expect the two girls he met to say that they couldn't get out of the mountain no matter how they walked. Shen Qiu Halberd is dead envious.

But this also gave Shen Qiuji an inspiration: maybe if he takes these two girls with him, he will be able to enter the mountain, or even get lost in the cemetery.

So Shen Qiuji's lips twitched slightly, raised his eyebrows and said: "You want to go down the mountain?"

"Yes." Huo Xin was about to beg Shen Qiuji to take her away, but now that Shen Qiuji brought it up, she hurriedly agreed, "Can I trouble you to take me down the mountain?"

Shen Qiuji did not refuse, pointed to the direction of the grave with his chin and said: "Let's go."

Huo Xin hesitated: "But there is no way there."

"There is no way in the back." Shen Qiuji has always been too lazy to explain to people other than Gu Rong, "If you don't believe me, you can go back."

Huo Xin completely shut up now, but Ban Shiyi boldly stepped forward and asked Shen Qiuji another question: "Brother, can you please help me see who is in the photo on this tombstone? "

Ban Shiyi pointed at herself, then at Huo Xin: "Is it me... or her?"

It's kind of interesting.

Shen Qiuji leaned over to look at the photo on the tombstone, and suddenly laughed, gritted his teeth half resentfully, half happily and said: "Don't worry, the people on it are not the two of you."

Huo Xin and Ban Shiyi were stunned together: "But we seem to be..."

"It's all hallucinations." Shen Qiuji glanced at them, "Didn't you realize that you've been running around in the graveyard, as if you've encountered a ghost hitting a wall? If you talk nonsense, it's going to be dark."

Huo Xin and Ban Shiyi didn't dare to say more, and they didn't fully believe Shen Qiuji's words, but they both felt that the situation of multiple people is better than being alone or getting along with each other, so they silently stood an arm's length away , followed behind Shen Qiuji.

As expected, there was a small path behind the small grave. They walked along this path, and within 2 minutes they saw the small ditch leading into the mountain.

Huo Xin and Ban Shiyi's eyes lit up, and after rushing through the small ditch, they saw Zhou Jiarong sitting on the side of the road. While they were happy, they heard the man who brought them down the mountain cursed in a low voice: "I'm so fucked! Another foot of the mountain."

After finishing speaking, the man turned around and walked into the cemetery again with the young man behind him on his back.

After going down the mountain, Huo Xin and Ban Shiyi couldn't control Shen Qiuji anymore. When Zhou Jiarong saw the two of them, she showed some expressions of fear and surprise. She didn't know whether she was afraid of their faces like funeral makeup, or surprised Their faces were disfigured after being bitten by mosquitoes.

Zhou Jiarong stayed where she was for a while before she dared to approach them, holding their hands and asking, "...your faces?"

Huo Xin and Ban Shiyi took out wet tissues from their bags and began to remove their makeup. They looked at each other, and at this moment they finally tacitly did not mention their experiences on the mountain, and only said: "There are too many mosquitoes on the mountain."

Zhou Jiarong asked again: "What about Ruan Ning'an and Yan Ping?"

"They're still on the mountain." Huo Xin said softly, "Should...be back soon."

Ruan Ning'an wanted to go down the mountain.

After parting from Huo Xin and Ban Shiyi, she and Yan Ping walked forward for a short distance with their eyes open, and only planned to close their eyes when they could no longer see the previous grave—because they didn't have to go far. If you walk seven or eight meters casually, you probably won't see other graves, so you can start playing games.

As a result, four or five meters away from the fork, the original single-track mountain road was divided into five small roads in front of their eyes.

There are some thorns and dead branches piled up in front of two of the intersections, making it inconvenient to walk. The remaining three are unimpeded, and you can choose any one to walk in.

If the environment and atmosphere here were not suitable for joking, Ruan Ning'an would have asked self-deprecatingly: Is this a maze?

But she couldn't laugh.

Ban Shiyi's casual guess before now resurfaces in Ruan Ning'an's mind inappropriately——

When meeting the fork for the first time, that is, the fork of the six roads, Ban Shiyi said: Five of them came, so there are five roads to go, just like the road prepared by the graveyard for us.

Now, they encountered three paths they could take.

Does this mean that there are three of them here now?

In this case, Ban Shiyi seems to be only half right, the graveyard is indeed preparing a way for them, not five people, but six people.

There were six of them in this group at the beginning.

So there are six roads at the first fork, but Zhou Jiarong deserted, so one road was blocked, and only five roads can be walked; here are five roads, but Ban Shiyi and Huo Xin gave up halfway, so two roads were blocked Now, there are only three ways to go.

Between her and Yan Ping, there was one more person.

Ruan Ning'an was stiff all over, her steps slowed down, and she stopped moving.

Yan Ping thought that Ruan Ning'an was struggling with which side road to take, so she asked her, "Shall we take the middle road?"

Ruan Ning'an didn't speak.

Yan Ping looked back at her: "Speak."

"It's getting dark." Ruan Ning'an's voice was extremely hoarse, "How about we play again next time?"

"Are you kidding me?" Yan Ping smiled, and came over to hold her hand forcefully, "We've all come here, we can't see the grave anymore, we just close our eyes and take a few steps."

The survival instinct made Ruan Ning'an want to refuse, but Yan Ping pulled her wrist tightly, she tried to break free, but found that Yan Ping's strength was amazing, she couldn't escape at all, so she could only nod: "... …good."

Ruan Ning'an intends to agree to Yan Ping first, and then break free and escape when she is not alert.

So when Yan Ping closed her eyes and led her to the fork in the middle, Ruan Ning'an did not close her eyes like Yan Ping.

They moved forward slowly, and Ruan Ning'an just took a deep breath to break free from Yan Ping's shackles, but she found that the scene in front of her was suddenly plunged into thick darkness, and she couldn't see anything—as if she had closed her eyes.

Ruan Ning'an blinked her eyes vigorously and opened them again, but she still seemed to be blind. The only thing she could feel now was Yan Ping's five fingers holding her wrist and moving forward.

She asked Yan Ping with a trembling voice: "Yan Ping, is it dark? Why do I feel that it is suddenly so dark?"

"Not yet." Yan Ping said, "Do you want to open your eyes?"

Ruan Ning'an felt and said, "That's right."

"How many steps have you walked?" Yan Ping smiled and refused, "Let's go for another 2 minutes."

Before Ruan Ning'an could react, she felt that someone was holding her other wrist. The skin of that hand was soft and dry, but it was cold without any warmth—it was the third person's hand.

It came from the hand of the extra person in their team.

"No!" Ruan Ning'an yelled loudly, "Don't leave, just open your eyes here!"

Ruan Ning'an is now completely dominated by fear, and naturally she can't realize that the hand holding her right wrist is preventing her from continuing to follow Yan Ping, Ruan Ning'an is struggling desperately, both hands want to escape from the shackles of others .

"Okay." Yan Ping was also upset by Ruan Ning'an, so she had to open her eyes first, and promised Ruan Ning'an, "Then I'll count down to one, two, three."

"one two Three--"

After the countdown was over, Yan Ping opened his eyes.

The darkness in front of Ruan Ning'an also dissipated, and she regained the light.

However, she saw bright red everywhere, and those red rays fell on Yan Ping's body, like a layer of fresh blood.

Ruan Ning'an quickly turned around and looked around, only to find that there was only her and Yan Ping here, and there was no third person, and the strength of the hand holding her right wrist disappeared the moment she opened her eyes.

What made Ruan Ning'an most desperate was that at this moment, it was like they opened their eyes for the first time, standing at a fork in the road.

The intersection on the left leads to a small grave, and there is a photo of the face on the tombstone in front of the grave, but the road on the right continues to stretch into the mountain, sinking straight into the depths of the reed poles, with no end in sight.

"what……"

"There are still graves here, we have to keep going." She heard Yan Ping, who was standing with her back facing her, sigh softly, "It should be here soon, it's getting dark, we have to leave quickly."

Ruan Ning'an shook her head: "No... I'm not leaving..."

After speaking, Ruan Ning'an lowered her head, and used her hands to break Yan Ping's five fingers that were tightly clutching her wrist.

But the moment she lowered her head, Ruan Ning'an saw that Yan Ping's originally clean nails had been painted with blood-red Danko at some point, and Yan Ping's shadow pulled by the setting sun was no longer her original figure.

It was a woman in a cheongsam with a slender waist and a graceful figure.

"Why didn't you leave?" Yan Ping was asking her, but the voice that came out was not Yan Ping's, "Are you lying to me?"

Ruan Ning'an shook her head and raised her head tremblingly, meeting Yan Ping's bloody and torn face.

The pair of cold hands from the third person grabbed her wrist again, and a gentle and clear male voice whispered in her ear: "Run quickly..."

Ruan Ning'an was led by him, and with a piercing yell, she turned her head and ran down the mountain.

Yan Ping chased after her, this time her voice was her own: "Ruan Ning'an, what are you doing, don't run away—!"

The author has something to say: Rong: I never thought I would have a scary day.