In the mountains, there is a cemetery surrounded by mountains. In front of it is a court case, behind it is a mountain backed dragon, left dragon and right tiger, and in the middle is a water gathering hall. It is indeed a geomantic treasure land that gathers wind and gas.
In the evening, the sky was covered with dark clouds, the mountain rain was coming, and the wind was cold. The branches of towering trees moaned painfully, twisted and danced like ghosts in the yellow sand all over the sky, and the sky was overcast.
All the animals fled in panic. The debris flow was more terrible than the sky behind them. Those who ran behind were swallowed up without even screaming.
On the other side of the mountain, in the muddy hillside, a golden nanmu coffin with exquisite patterns appeared, but only half of the coffin was exposed.
It is easy to see that on both sides of the coffin are painted two yellow golden dragons chasing and teasing the jewels. On the coffin are carved three big characters in the small seal script of "Anle Palace", which are flowing freely and majestically.
"Ka Yi -"
The sky suddenly opened wide, and a thick bright lightning fell from the sky. The mountain seemed to vibrate more severely. The cover of the blasted nanmu coffin was broken, and cracks appeared on the walls.
I don't know how long later, another thick lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating half of the sky and emitting a deafening thunder.
A white bone hand slowly stretched out from the coffin Slowly climb up the coffin wall.
Whoa, whoa, whoa
"KAZANG" A pair of white bones suddenly sat up from the rain water of a coffin, and the coffin split into pieces and scattered, and the rain spread all over the ground.
Who am I?
Where am i?
What am I doing?
？？？？？？
When he woke up, his mind was full of black question marks.
Habitually reaching out for a cigarette, suddenly, thousands of memories poured into his mind. The intense pain swept over his head, as if the brain was about to burst. He covered his head to shout but could not shout out.
Gradually, the torn memory fragments slowly merged together.
It turned out that he had lived in an orphanage since he was a child, and did not know who his parents were. When he grew up, he lived in a third rate city, living in a dark basement.
It was a winter night. At more than four o'clock in the morning, he was lying in front of the computer. He had not gone out for several days. The instant noodle buckets he had eaten at the door were piled like a hill. He was haggard and sleepy. He felt the cigarette box on the table with blurred eyes. When he opened it, he found only the last one left.
"Why not? I just bought some bags?"
Lazily lit, puffed, puffed, yellowed ashtray in front of me, cigarette butts were already full, and the overflowing ash spilled in front of the screen.
Yawning one after another, eyes slightly closed, leaning against the back of the chair.
The cigarette had not finished smoking, and he could not resist the drowsiness after all. He fell asleep deeply and died. Half of the cigarette was still caught in his fingers, burning little by little, and finally fell on the floor full of paper scraps.
In a trance, a little fire light appeared in front of him. The flickering fire light reflected a waxy face, which was like a pair of soft and delicate hands gently brushing his face. It felt very warm. Gradually the comfortable spark turned into a ferocious fire devil, roaring and roaring, and the skin tingling sensation came. He tried hard to get up, and the feeling of powerlessness hit him. After struggling for a moment, he found that his head was getting heavier and heavier, More and more pain on the body, just like now, I wanted to shout but couldn't, and finally was devoured by the fire devil mercilessly.
The wind and rain stopped, and the dark clouds cleared away from the sky. At this time, there were many survivors crying in the dark and silent forest, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.
After a long time, everything fell silent.
Night, I can't see my fingers.
A sharp grinding sound came from the ear.
How noisy! What the hell is this? It's so noisy!
The touch between the fingers is thin, wet, sticky/greasy, and a disgusting smell is coming around. You are completely awake in panic.
What the hell is this place?
He got up with difficulty. There was a flicker of light in the distance. He saw a ray of light in the endless darkness. He saw hope, and staggered towards the direction of the fire.
As soon as I lifted my foot, I felt a heavy weight on the instep, and something hairy ran past, several times in a row
The deep and shallow friction sound came from time to time. When he listened, the sound disappeared again.
Came to a huge tree, the ancient tree twisted its roots, and climbed the whole tree ferociously.
The firelight was getting closer and closer, and gradually adapted to the dark night. The outlines of the surrounding things were presented to the eyes little by little.
He stepped forward and looked at the approaching fire. He seemed to see hope, raised his feet, and was excited to stride forward.
...
At this time, he stopped the leg he had just raised. The scene in front of him was so frightening.
Because a white and bald foot hangs in front of me, no! Not bald!
It is not so much a foot as a bone foot. The smooth and empty white bones are even more terrifying when the whole leg is supported by a skeleton.
"Why can't I see my flesh? Is this the rhythm of going blind?".
I feel that there is no oxygen in the brain, and I feel difficult to breathe for a while.
Raise your hands and wipe your eyes.
——Ka, the finger went straight into the eye socket.
At this time, the fear in my heart could not be suppressed and broke out into a miserable cry.
"No. My meat... meat... go..."
However, it was found that the miserable cry was not emitted from the throat, as if it was trapped in a big drum and diffused through the drum face. The sound was dull and hoarse.
Involuntarily covered his throat.
When his fingertips touch his throat, the feeling of emptiness makes his brain blank. He almost collapses weakly and moves up with his sight
I saw that my hands, whole abdomen and even whole body had become a dense white bone, and the skeleton was shimmering.
This is me? Nightmares?
"... Yes, it must be a nightmare again!... Calm down, do you still have few dreams? What a nightmare is!"
The white bone is suffused with strange cyan white fluorescence, and the skeleton's hand slowly rises close to his eyes.
"Wake up! Wake up! What a terrible dream! Stop! Please..."
The bones and hands in front of me shook faster and faster, without any intention of fading away.
"Ah... wake up, your uncle, I'm going crazy..."
Raise your arm and just want to pinch it on your leg.
Nima, pinch it
He said hoarsely, "Who will take me out? I kowtow to thank his family!"
At this time, there was a scene in the forest. A ghostly human shaped skeleton, which was beyond the limit of my heart due to extreme stimulation, completely lost control. Sometimes it danced, sometimes it scurried, often kneeling and kowtowing. Occasionally, there were bursts of shrill screams. In the eyes of the head, there were two dark blue flames flickering, dancing up and down with the body, beautiful and weird, The picture is both scary and funny.
"It's not true, it's not true...", the cry continued.
The human skeleton was curled up, trembling all over the body, murmuring something in the mouth, and the voice became smaller and smaller. Finally, only the sound was as thin as a mosquito's sobbing.
---Bang
The muddy water splashes everywhere, and the skeleton falls stiffly into the muddy water, with its feet facing up, in a loveless attitude.
(See your friends here, please click your noble hand and collect it. I will redouble my efforts to cultivate the fruit.)
