Strange Records of Mountain Ghosts

White mist eroded the mountains.Everything you see is eaten by them.The white mist showed a strange gray-white color in the dark, and they spread to the feet of nine-year-old Zhang Xiaotong and 11-year-old Fuer like ocean waves, licking their exposed skin.The two lost their way in the fog and were forced to stop, like the castaways on an isolated island, helpless and helpless.

Zhang Xiaotong held the hand of the person next to him, but this time Fu'er did not break away, and the hands of the two children were cold.

On the left, there was the sound of fluttering birds, and the sky was dark, like the bottom of a charred pot that had been cooked for many years, and it seemed that a large piece of pot ashes could be picked off from it.

Zhang Xiaotong looked up at the sky, thinking about things.

Fu'er looked up like him, and what he saw was the dense branches stained with white mist and night.

And hanging in it, an indistinct black shadow.

Fu'er squinted his eyes to distinguish carefully, the more he watched, the more startled he became, and subconsciously squeezed Zhang Xiaotong's hand.Zhang Xiaotong, who had been looking up at the sky, exclaimed in surprise: "Brother Fuer, the fog is starting to lift!"

Fu'er suddenly covered Zhang Xiaotong's mouth, and there was a sudden rustling sound above his head, the leaves were fluttering, and the movement was astonishingly loud, which was especially permeating in this silent mountain.

Before Zhang Xiaotong could raise his head, he was dragged away by Fu Er.

Zhang Xiaotong turned his head, and in his gradually clear vision, he saw a figure falling from the tree.

"Is there a person hiding in the tree?" After Zhang Xiaotong was dragged for a few steps, he broke free and turned his head while running, "Why are we running? Is that a bad person?"

Fu'er's face turned pale: "That's not human." His voice was full of uneasiness and panic.

The mountain road was rugged, and even though the fog had cleared, the visibility was still poor. The two ran stumblingly. They ran to a cliff and turned left 100 meters ahead. Before he breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly fell to the ground.Fu'er heard the exclamation, turned around, and saw the human-shaped black shadow standing behind Zhang Xiaotong, holding Zhang Xiaotong's ankle with a long hand, pulling it towards it, Zhang Xiaotong turned his head, and looked at Zhang Xiaotong. There was a huge black figure with a pale face, screaming and struggling continuously, trying to crawl forward, but could only watch himself approaching the shadow little by little.

The black shadow pulled Zhang Xiaotong under it, and stared down at him.Its face has no facial features, but is covered with a layer of mist, forming a head.Zhang Xiaotong was so frightened that he wailed loudly and shrank himself into a ball in fear.

The black shadow stood up straight, and three huge holes appeared on his face. The holes kept shrinking and expanding, like a beating heart. Through the holes, one could see that the inside was filled with bloody things. The black shadow stretched out two tentacles, Stretched into the hole in the face, pulled out a severed hand, the severed hand was thrown to the ground, making a heavy sound, like a hammer hitting Zhang Xiaotong's heart.The black shadow kept digging out the broken limbs from inside, and made a sharp and piercing sound while throwing it, like the scream of a big white goose being strangled by the throat.The three holes on the shadow's face were dug continuously by it, and gradually merged into one big hole. The wet liquid dripped along the edge of the thick fog and fell to the ground, very viscous and disgusting.

Zhang Xiaotong stared at everything in front of him in a daze, the stinky blood was all over his body, the black figure writhed wildly in place, constantly digging out human remains from his body, Fu'er was behind, losing his voice Cracking Lung: "Zhang Xiaotong!"

Zhang Xiaotong was shocked all over, came back to his senses, and fled in the direction of Fu'er.

The black shadow made a sharp sound, and the thick fog without warning covered the forest again.Zhang Xiaotong, who fell into chaos, panicked, stepped on the ground, and rolled down the cliff while screaming.