[Comprehensive terror] frighten the ghost

"Ahh-!"

Zhou Feng rubbed his nose, feeling increasingly dizzy.

The second senior brother's Gao Lao Village is located in a quiet and peaceful forest glade.The afternoon sun was warm, and the second brothers all ran to the woods for activities. In the huge village, only he and His Royal Highness were busy.Next to the six or seven wooden houses that can only accommodate one person, there are pieces of reclaimed farmland, where carrots, berries and hay are neatly planted.They also found a garden behind the house, with colorful flowers transplanted from everywhere.But at the entrance of the village, like the natives of a wild land, the heads of deep divers are strung with branches.Although the heads of these dead fish were doused with anti-corrosion agents, showing a dark blue-gray color, and seemed to be indestructible, they still exuded a strong fishy smell, which attracted many buzzing flies.

These noises made Zhou Feng feel even more dizzy. Looking at the wooden house of the second senior brother, it seemed that there were double images, layered on top of each other, making people dizzy.

"Are you okay?" Her Royal Highness asked with concern, while taking out a small knife from her belt, cut off the hay and put it aside.

"I'm fine." Zhou Feng sniffed vigorously, then raised his hand to touch his forehead.Some fever, but not high, it should be just a low fever.

"Your face looks terrible. Leave the work to me, and you have a rest first." Her Royal Highness walked towards him, raising her hand to help him sit down.

"Don't, don't." Zhou Feng hurriedly took two steps back, "I'm fine at first, but if your brother finds out about this, then I should be fine."

Hanging her hands hurt a little, Her Royal Highness looked melancholy, "My brother...he is not such a bad person."

"He just acted too aggressively, I understand." Zhou Feng curled his lips, sat down where he was, and rubbed his temples vigorously to relieve his headache, but it only made him feel nauseous even more.

"The hay should be enough, can you help me?" After a while, the princess called him for help.

Zhou Feng looked up at the sky, and it was almost evening, so he responded, "Here we come."

The pile of hay was light and light, but when Zhou Feng picked it up, his arms felt limp and limp, as if he was holding a pile of quilts soaked in water.After shaking his head, he remembered his super power, so he suppressed the headache, commanded the hay to float up, and followed them back to the camp.

After an afternoon of cleaning up, their camp has changed its appearance.All the things were stacked up in different categories, and a rough-made lightning rod was erected in the center of the camp. Next to it were washed clothes to dry, and a shelter from the rain propped up with tree branches.

"I originally wanted to build a wooden house, but there wasn't enough wood." Berks walked over with a basket made of hay.

"What is this?" The princess saw the two balls of brown fluffy animals in the basket, and she was overjoyed by the cuteness. She poured the vegetables and fruits she collected in her arms into the bucket, and walked forward quickly. A light brown hare was fished out of the basket. "They look so cute!"

"This is dinner for the captain." Berks put down the basket with a smile, picked out a carrot from the bucket, cleaned it, dried it and put it into the basket. "I caught it from the prairie."

"Captain, how can you eat rabbits?!" Her Royal Highness cast a reproachful look at him, held the rabbit in her arms, and stroked its two long ears. "How can you bear to put them in the pot?"

After being stared at by the other party, Zhou Feng's brain was instantly emptied of roasted rabbit meat, and he felt guilty immediately, so he let go and said, "If you like it, I'll leave it to you to raise. I'll just eat carrots."

"I knew the captain was a good person." Her Royal Highness happily handed him a good person card, and then turned to Berks, "Can we catch some more and make them a garden? It feels so cruel to lock them in a basket .”

"If you like." The other party nodded.

At this time, the two who went out to hunt also came back.

"We found a lair and got back a lot of spider silk." Sandro opened the ring and poured out a lot of debris. "As for the spider meat, we made a deal with the pig king, one piece of meat for one piece of metal, and he will send his men to help us find it, so that we will have the raw materials for making the machine. The other pigmen agreed to hire, one piece of metal Meats are hired for a day, from morning to evening. They are afraid of the dark and have to go home in the evening."

"How much do they know about the darkness?" Berks asked seriously, counting the items.

"Nothing but irrational fear." Sandro snorted. "Those low-intelligence pigs. Hey, that human over there, come to work!"

The metal that the pig king provided them was much softer than the discarded parts they got from mechanical creatures.Sandro also gave up the idea of ​​letting him control liquid metal, but changed to forging with superpowers.This job doesn't require much micro-manipulation, just knock it out and then knock it back. There is nothing that makes him feel uncomfortable except boring.

They first experimented with the wooden model of the prince. Zhou Feng quickly built the awl according to the original proportions, but the picky elf still had a stinky face.

"What?" Zhou Feng self-reflected. He didn't touch the sister of the other party, and completed the tool forging as required. What else can the other party be unhappy about?

"You gave me an awl." The other party squeezed out such words from between his teeth.

"Isn't this what you want?" He felt baffled.

"What I carved out is a screwdriver." The other party elaborated gracefully in a way of gnashing his teeth.

"..."

He carefully looked at the wooden model in his hand, as if what the other party said was indeed true.

"I'll knock again." He stretched out his hand, trying to take his clumsy work, but was stopped by Sandro.

"The awl is just an awl, give it to me, I still have use." The bone frame took the awl away.

It turned out that the guy got a rock out of nowhere, and it's been banging away since dinner.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Feng was even more troubled by the noise.

"Make a pot for you." The other party replied angrily, "Don't you can't stand berries?"

"Ah..." It never occurred to him that Sandro would remember his needs.

"If we have a pot, we can make jam." Berks was fiddling with the purple gemstone, observing the situation of the Pan-Asian team. "Their crops are growing well, and there are many varieties. Maybe we can make some deals with them to improve the food."

In the three-dimensional projection of the gem, the members of the Pan-Asia team are talking and laughing sitting around the campfire roasting corn and shiitake mushrooms. Silk tents are reliable.

Zhou Feng held his head and looked at other people's camps with some envy.

After nightfall, Sandro finally stopped beating, and changed to polishing the almost finished stone pot with iron sheets.The two elves soaked the remaining spider silk in the water after making the tent, and twisted out crystal clear silk threads one by one.

"We can use the surplus materials to trade with them." Her Royal Highness picked out a relatively short piece of wood from the firewood pile, and wrapped the spider silk on it. "Counting the undead, they don't have as many people as us, and the space for exploration is limited. They can't get many materials."

"Spider silk is not good." Sandro said in a gloomy tone, "This is a strategic material and cannot fall into their hands. Just like us, those humans have no way to replenish their magic power."

"Unless they can draw strength from the darkness." His Royal Highness returned with a torch and a bucket of water.

Since they moved to the new camp, they can no longer use tap water as easily as in the past, but have to go to the pond on the periphery of No. [-] Gaolaozhuang near the center to fetch water.

"The darkness is not power." Sandro said like a charade. "We can't use them."

Zhou Feng hugged his knees and looked at the three busy people. Whenever night fell, he felt that he was the most useless person in the team.He also wanted to help, but on the one hand, the long-term lack of sleep made him more mentally weak, and on the other hand, he really didn't have any skills.He originally thought that the two royal elves should be pampered and spoiled, and they were worse than him. Who would have thought that His Royal Highness is wandering outside all year round, and his wild survival skills are already full.After a while, His Royal Highness made a simple fishing rod out of spider silk, scrap metal and branches, and planned to try his luck in the pond tomorrow.The darkness, evil spirits, and magic they talked about were also topics that he could not participate in.

He leaned against the tent, thinking he would be better off sleeping.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of something staring at him from the darkness.

"Who's there?!" Zhou Feng stood up abruptly, turned on the flashlight built into the phone, and took a photo into the darkness.

But I only saw the wind blowing through the forest and the shadows of the trees whirling.

"What's the matter?" His Royal Highness also unfolded his spear and stood up, "Is there an enemy?"

"I don't know." He turned off the flashlight with some frustration, "Maybe I was wrong."

"Be careful." His Royal Highness held up a torch and walked around the camp, "Our dragons hover over their camp every day, watching them. It is impossible for these people to remain silent. Maybe they also sent scouts to watch over our camp. Watch around the camp."

"Well, yes, it's possible." He sat back wearily.

Zhou Feng was very sure that the eyes he saw just now exuded strong malice, as if they wanted to kill him.

Pan-Asian scouts don't have eyes like that.

"What's their plan? A group of humans just looking for a place to farm?" His Royal Highness returned to the bonfire with a blunt tone, as if he felt that humans had to make trouble.

"They should be in the reconnaissance stage, and they have limited knowledge of the situation on the island. The actual situation is different from what is written in the book of reincarnation," Sandro analyzed in a mild manner, "Before they have collected enough information, they I will not act rashly. I think the so-called farming is just a cover-up to deceive us, of course, not all of them. They have a few newcomers and need to adapt for a period of time. Maintaining morale and enhancing team cohesion are all necessary preparations."

But if it wasn't the Pan-Asian team who were spying on them, who else could it be?

Zhou Feng looked at the fire with distracted eyes, and the voices of other people seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him, as if there was a tortuous pipeline between him and the others, and the voice was constantly weakened and elongated in the process of spreading. Mixed with hollow reverberations to form a string of meaningless syllables.He tried to focus on the conversation, trying to hear other people's points of view clearly, but found that his thoughts had wandered to nowhere.

Maybe it's just tired, it's good to sleep like this.

How long has he not slept?

He couldn't figure it out, and his mind refused to think.

The figures of the other three became more and more blurred, while the darkness behind them became more and more clear.The flame turned into hazy light, stretching the shadows of the three people into long and thin ones, one, two, three, four...

Four ways? ! !

Zhou Feng suddenly woke up from a dazed state, his eyes widened and he counted the shadows beside the campfire.

That's right!Three people, but four shadows!

It can't be his, either? !

Shocked and covered in cold sweat, Zhou Feng immediately turned his head to see that his own shadow was still behind him.

He carefully distinguishes whose shadow is whose, indeed, there is a shadow that does not belong to anyone.

Suddenly, two hollows appeared in the head of the fourth shadow, like a pair of eyes staring at him.

Eyes blinked.

"What is this?!" He immediately jumped up, pointing at the shadow on the ground and shouting.

The shadow retracted into the darkness, as if there was a person standing there, but now he has left.

"What?" Sandro asked irritably, "Why do I think you have a lot to do tonight?"

"He was still here just now!" He turned on the flashlight and took a picture in the direction where the black shadow retreated, "I saw it! Someone must have been here just now! His shadow was here... and it seemed to be alive !"

As soon as he thought that the shadow had two eyes and was still moving around, he felt that no matter what was standing there just now, it must not be a human being.

"A very long shadow, with the head here and the body here," he gestured with a flashlight, "He must be standing here!"

"If you are still sensible," Sandro held his head, as if he was trying to resist the impatience of talking to the mentally handicapped, "you should know that if there is someone standing over there, his shadow will definitely not be in this place !"

The skeleton gestured exaggeratedly and pointed at the fire, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

A shadow is an unlit area formed by objects blocking light.The only light source here is the bonfire. If that person is standing at the edge of the light range formed by the bonfire, then the person's shadow cannot extend towards the bonfire, but should be facing away from the bonfire.

Zhou Feng lowered his arms, realizing that he had made a very stupid and low-level mistake.

But he saw the fourth shadow, it was true!

"So... it's not a shadow, it's something else," he whispered to himself, "Didn't you see it?"

"There's nothing there." Her Royal Highness said worriedly, "You should be too tired, take a rest."

Is it wrong?

He sat down again, carefully recalling what he had just seen.

That shadow absolutely does not conform to scientific common sense.

But if it was a ghost, why didn't the other three find it?

Especially Sandro, this skeleton should be more sensitive to things like ghosts, right?

Could there be an existence that only he could see?

Did he evolve some ability like psychic eyes?

Or is there really no shadow there?

Zhou Feng had this experience before.At that time, he was just a child. One day when he was taking a nap, he heard footsteps and woke up. When he found that it was his father who came in to get a book, he went back to sleep.

However, when he woke up again, he learned that his father was not at home when he fell asleep just now.

He spent a long time checking his memory repeatedly, why did he have an extra memory that didn't exist?In the end, he used a dream to explain that he just had a dream, but this dream was so realistic that it could not be distinguished from reality.

But if there is no difference between reality and dreams, how can he judge what is reality and what is a dream?

This is an unsolvable question.

So Zhou Feng can only believe that if other people's cognition is different from his, then his cognition is not reality.

Just like now, everyone says that the shadow does not exist.

Then the shadow does not exist.

Everything he saw was a dream.

This makes sense, he was leaning against the tent, he was almost asleep just now, or he thought he was about to fall asleep, but in fact he had entered a light sleep state and could dream.

But if he can fall asleep, it doesn't make sense that he can't fall asleep for so many days, right?

Zhou Feng shook his head, not thinking about these questions that would never have an answer.

But that night, he couldn't fall asleep again.