Leather Player Peekaboo [Unlimited]

Like an introduction, the moss in the forest was lit up one after another, and a piece of green fluorescent dots flashed dimly in the gray mist.

And in the canopy, there are dead bodies hanging without exception.Some hang one, and some hang several.

Jian Wen noticed that the tree tumors on the trunk disappeared at this time, and it seemed that at night, the dead souls trapped in the tree could appear freely and restore their appearance before death.

Are they all hanged from trees, are they all suicides?

Jian Wen thought of Huo Sheng's card. They had studied it and thought that the picture on it might be the famous suicide forest, Aokigahara Forest.

Looking at this scene now, it seems that the guess has come true.

This is a sanctuary for suicides.

After the death, the suicide victim was also trapped in the tree. He wanted to find a substitute to die, and left the tree to resurrect himself.When Jian Wen walked between the big trees, he encountered many hanged ghosts and wanted to catch him. Jian Wen would not refuse anyone who came, and was very enthusiastic to "lead the red thread" for everyone.

"Come on, it's not that one family doesn't enter one house, you just get a pair on a tree... what three people? It doesn't matter if three people, isn't it said that a triangle is the most stable shape, a triangle relationship It is also the most stable relationship!"

"Look, your tongues are about the same length, even the moss is the same color! What is this? This is the picture of husband and wife! It's just you two! Gender is not a problem, I also have a boyfriend!"

"Wow, you two really don't know each other. You can even collide with your tongue. You match up with each other... What, you just got divorced before you died? Died face to face after getting divorced. Doesn't it mean that the fate is not over!"

Hanged Ghosts:  …

What a big hanging ghost matchmaking scene, Jian Wen played a guest role as a couple of old men, and tied the "red thread" with great joy.

Later, Jian Wen was tired, so he simply came to grab him.

"I'm sorry, I don't have enough energy, so let's make do together and weave a knot for you to form a big family..."

As for who will be the patriarch in the big family, the hanged ghosts can decide for themselves.

Jian Wen rubbed her numb hands, feeling deeply that she was an ambassador of peace, and successfully influenced these hanged ghosts with the power of love.

Look, now everyone is exchanging feelings one-on-one, and there are no more ghosts chasing him, how peaceful and friendly!

Behind them, there are moss-covered tree vine tongues criss-crossing among the big trees, without exception, they are knotted with one or several other vines, causing Qi Qi to hang in the air, looking as if they have magical powers A net was woven in the forest, and it was still a living net that wriggled and twitched from time to time.

Looking at his masterpiece, Jian Wen said narcissistically, "My craftsmanship is really good, and this landscape is so beautiful."

Under the light of green fluorescence, Jian Wen once again saw balls of white snow, which were made into small snowballs and thrown at the roots of the trees.

This is the mark left by the snowman.

Jian Wen felt much relieved, and looked back at the direction where Huo Sheng disappeared. He believed that Huo Sheng would not miss so easily, so he simply followed the marks left by the thumb snowman to see where Si Ran went. , What the hell are you doing again.

The two of them encountered all kinds of weird things while walking at night in the forest. Why didn't Si Ran encounter any danger alone?According to the marks left by the thumb snowman to speculate on the speed of the other party's disappearance, I always feel that Si Ran left without any hindrance.

With the lighting of the moss, Jian Wen continued to walk forward without turning on the flashlight.

When he reached the last tree where Xueqiu disappeared, Jian Wen saw three huts in the open space ahead.

It's not their own station, I don't know if it's the station of Ye Yufei's team with the police, or the station of the red-haired woman Guan Ling's team.

Jian Wen looked for the white snow mark left by the snowman with her eyes, wanting to see which room she had entered.

However, nothing could be seen. Instead, I looked at it and felt that the three rooms became more and more strange.

The white stone house reflects a faint cool white light under the green fluorescence of the surrounding trees.Only the heavy stone gate is black, as if absorbing light, becoming a black hole for all light sources.

Oh no, there is also the thick stone steps in front of the door, the steps are only one step, black and shiny, the color and luster seem to be the same product as the stone door.

Jian Wen squinted her eyes, feeling that this stone house, which was exactly the same as the one she lived in, seemed inexplicably familiar.

The white stone house, the black door and steps, it looks more and more like a shady mansion!

For a more elegant shady house, a white stone gatehouse will be built, and black tombstones will be inlaid in the gatehouse. Isn’t this stone house the gatehouse, the gate the tombstone, and the steps the base of the tombstone? !

A group of alpacas ran past Jian Wen's heart. He never thought that the stone house where he lived for several days turned out to be a private house!

Even the tombstones are arranged in a private house!

Looking at the thatched hut between the stone hut and the wooden hut, Jian Wen felt a chill spread in his internal organs, and his blood seemed to be frozen.

He clearly saw that the roof of the thatched house was not thatch, but black hair.

The woman's long black hair fluttered in the night wind, and one or two strands of hair drifted towards the downwind position where he was.

Jian Wen didn't dare to touch it, turned to a tree, and saw the hair hanging on the branch, sticking to the branch wetly, dripping water, wet the branch.

Jian Wen sniffed, and this strand of hair still had a strong fishy smell.

No river or water source has been found in the forest. Where does the water on this hair come from?

water ghost?

Jian Wen's sense of smell can be sure that this strand of hair has the earthy smell of soil, the fishy smell of river water, and the fishy smell of river fish, but there is no bloody smell, and it can be confirmed that the dripping is water and not blood.

In comparison, the wooden house they suspected to be the most dangerous was the most normal, calm and no different from the wooden house during the day.

Is it true that the wooden house is the right choice?

Jian Wen thought for a while and walked towards the stone house.

Since he was looking for someone, he naturally had to look for them one by one. He was most familiar with the structure of the stone house, and he was the most sure.

When he walked cautiously in front of the stone house, he found that the door of the stone house was indeed a black tombstone, with six large characters "Tomb of Father Xiong Zhen" engraved on it, and five small characters "filial son Xiong Yatian" in the lower right corner.

The tombstone is covered with dust, as if no one has been there for a long time.

Jian Wen suddenly had a guess in his heart, maybe these three houses were not their residence, nor Ye Yufei's, nor Guan Ling's. Replicated from the template.

Jian Wen tried to push the tombstone, and it turned out to be a door. After pushing it open, the layout inside was exactly the same as the stone house where Jian Wen lived.

The only difference is the strong and pungent smell of blood.

There was no mossy fluorescent lighting in the room, so Jian Wen turned on the flashlight, and sure enough, there were bloodstains everywhere on the walls and the ground.

He didn't rush in, but just stood at the door and watched.

The doors of the two bedrooms on the left and right are locked, and there is a main room in the middle. There is a black and white posthumous photo hanging on the main room, facing Jian Wen.

Jian Wen frowned, the main room looked like a murder scene, blood was everywhere on the walls, even the head of the posthumous photo was stained with blood, as if someone committed a murder here.

In front of the photo was a palm-sized censer, in which three sticks of incense were burning slowly. All three sticks of incense had just begun to burn from the top of the head, as if the person who lit the incense hadn't left for a long time.

The incense mist was lingering, and Jian Wen shone the light of the flashlight on the face of the still photo, and silently said "excuse me".

He wanted to see what the deceased looked like, remembering that it would help him find clues.

However, at this moment, he found that the smiling face of the deceased was constantly changing, changing, and suddenly turned into an extremely familiar appearance!

Huo Sheng!

This black and white photo became Huo Sheng's face!

Jian Wen was startled suddenly, thinking of Huo Sheng who had disappeared suddenly, her heart rhythm went awry for a moment.At the moment when his mind was loose, his back, which had been tense all the time, relaxed, and suddenly there was a violent push from his back, pushing him hard into the room, and then the door of the stone house's tombstone slammed shut!

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Not long after, Huo Sheng also came to this deserted station.

Huo Sheng could see the three weird houses at a glance. Even though the wooden house looked the most normal, Huo Sheng still firmly walked towards the stone house first.

Known dangers are not dangerous, unknown dangers are more terrifying.

The former is a stone house that looks like a haunted house, and the latter is a wooden house that looks the most normal.

It's a pity that the tombstone door couldn't be pushed open at this time, and Huo Sheng couldn't open it after several attempts. It seemed that because the empty tomb had an owner, he had the intention of repelling other people.

Huo Sheng thought about it, and walked towards the thatched cottage.

The door of the thatched cottage also turned into a black stone tombstone. On the tombstone, the large characters read "Tomb of Beloved Wife Qi Xiaoxiao" and the small characters read the same name "Xiong Yatian".

Huo Sheng subconsciously glanced at the wooden house next to him. The two houses here are related to Xiong Yatian. Could the wooden house over there be Xiong Yatian himself, or another person related to Xiong Yatian?

He put his hand on the tombstone, pushed back slightly, and the door was easily pushed open.

The interior structure is roughly the same as the thatched cottage of the bald Lang Xiao, but the details are more gloomy.

The fishy smell of water blowing over his face was as strong as if he was soaked in the bottom of the water. Huo Sheng immediately thought of the scene when he was walking in Yujia Village at night.At night in Yujia Village, once you leave your house, you will feel as if you have entered the bottom of the river, and the air will turn into river water. When walking on the road, you will have the illusion of floating on the bottom of the water, and you will even have a sore reaction when your eyes and ears get water.

It tastes and feels almost exactly the same now as it did back then.

Huo Sheng stretched out his hand to test the air, it was cold and gentle, and his strength was removed by the invisible water waves, if it really went to the bottom of the water.

The doors on both sides were closed, and in the central hall there was also a black and white portrait facing Huo Sheng. In front of the portrait was a palm-sized censer, and three sticks of incense had just begun to burn in the censer.

The fragrant mist lingered, and the smiling young girl in the black and white photos suddenly changed her appearance, her braids turned into shoulder-length curly hair, her eyebrows and facial features gradually became tough and masculine, and finally turned into Jian Wen's face.

Regarding this, Huo Sheng's expression was calm and unwavering, and he even regretted how the braids disappeared together.

"Pretending to be a ghost." Huo Sheng took the initiative to walk into the room, looked at the posthumous photo of Jian Wen's appearance coldly, and said with disdain: "If Jian Wen died, why would he want such a poorly crafted censer and incense, he is so flamboyant, if he wants flowers. "

Xiang seemed to hear his words, sparks flashed, and the smoke paused strangely in the air.

Huo Sheng stroked his chin, remembering Jian Wen's usual words and smiles, and now he was still smiling ambiguously: "Well, I'll give you chrysanthemums, it's just right for him."

The author has something to say: Huo Sheng: I want to see Jane Wen with braids, I want to see Jane Wen with double ponytails, I want to see...

Jian Wen: I’m being straightforward, I just want to watch Huo Sheng pick up soap in the shower~

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