Ring of Seven [Publication Edition]

Love may really be out of my control. "

"Girl, there's no need to say, let's go and bring your things."

"Uncle Yin, let's go..."

"Stop talking, let's go, Xiaoye is dead, doesn't Lao Gao know he is still alive? If I don't give you a hand, you can't go on as a woman."

"Uncle Yin, you'd better go, if you don't go, you won't have a chance."

"Yeah, let's go. If we don't go now, we will die! We can't do it."

"Old Gu, don't worry about it, it will be too late if you don't leave!"

"Hey! You two... Hey!"

"Girl, they really left, what should we do?"

"We are very close, the amber should still be in that tomb. If we can complete the ceremony according to the original plan, then maybe we can be freed, but now there are only two of us... and he is still waiting for us, If we can't make it in time, it will be too late, and at that time, Gu Lao, Lao Zhao, and Gao Wei may all be targeted again immediately."

"So girl, what do you want to do?"

"Bet once, but if you lose... Uncle Yin, don't blame me, I have to create another chance, and I may even lose all of you, including myself."

"Girl, you don't need to say, I know everything, just say what to do."

"Uncle Yin... well, let's put it this way, in order to avoid that thing, we chose the same method as the people in the book, that is to imitate death, that thing has a unique connection with death. We tried wearing shrouds, but still It doesn’t work. I found that the so-called fear of death has a lot to do with the changes of each era. Before liberation, burials were basically done. The dead were buried in shrouds and stayed in the coffin of the mourning hall for a long time, so people at that time The taboo on shrouds is far greater than that of modern people. Therefore, I chose posthumous photos, which are inseparable from modern death. I asked you to take photos of posthumous death for each of us, and these photos really played a role. But I don't think the problem is the form. The people in the book don't understand modern thinking, so they think wearing a shroud is to avoid evil, which is not the case."

"What's the problem then?"

"It's the fear of death."

"That thing will only stop when our thinking reaches a certain level of fear. He wants us to live in the fear of death. That is to say, as soon as we relax, or think that we are safe, it will appear. I For example, when you are extremely sleepy, there is something that prevents you from falling asleep, and you can barely stay awake, which is very painful..."

"Understood, that's why we don't wear shrouds, but seeing pictures of ourselves does. Because shrouds don't really do anything for us anymore, but death pictures remind us of what we'll look like after death, so we're scared We are afraid of death!"

"Correct."

"Then what are you going to do girl?"

"I want to crack this ring. If I fail, I will change the law of this ring, create the greatest resistance for that thing, and then leave all the clues that can be left. The first thing is to change its additional mode of fear of death , and there is..."

Zhou Jue couldn't hear the last voice, Chen Rulan didn't say the following words, and then he heard some sparse footsteps going further and further away.He rushed out, only to see two blurred figures in the distance, he saw one of them suddenly turned around, and made a very strange movement towards him, as if to stop Zhou Jue from advancing, but also as if to guide Zhou Jue What is he looking at.Then the person turned his head, pointed to a hilltop in the distance, and then pointed to the ground, and she stretched out two fingers.

In a blink of an eye, those two people disappeared into the wild forest.Zhou Jue looked at the path they left, and tightly wrapped the thin autumn clothes around his body.He felt that what Chen Rulan encountered in the end must be something very scary. He suddenly felt very cold, and the air seemed to drop to freezing point. Same as when I was in the book.

Now he's alone in this unknown space, and he doesn't know what to do.He thought about going back to the train, but he felt that there might be some changes in the strange carriage, as well as those horrible corpses.

Zhou Jue looked around again, picked up all the papers scattered on the ground, and found something wrapped in yellow silk among the papers.Zhou Jue held it in his hand, and when he was about to open the package, he suddenly felt something touch his neck, and suddenly his back was chilly, and he heard something whispering behind him.

It was a very strange tone, like a very old accent.Zhou Jue didn't understand, he tightened the silk cloth in his hand, turned his head abruptly, and found that there was nothing behind him, only the rustling branches that were originally still.Zhou Jue looked at his own shadow, and gradually realized that he had to leave here.He packed all the useful things into a bag, and he put the bag on his back and walked towards the path of the road.In short, it is useless for him to stay where he is now, he might as well go out and have a look.

The quieter it was, the heavier the feeling of terror, the longer he walked, the more hopeless he felt.Zhou Jue looked up at the gray sky, as if he felt snow falling on his face, but he felt nothing when he touched his face.

He kept walking, passing through countless forks, and saw a street lamp every two meters. The off-white light pole was like a huge candle poking at the side of the road.There was no moon in the sky, and the street lamps were dimly glowing gray-white. It was hard to tell whether it was the light or the gray-white light source in the sky itself.There are many weeds on the side of the road, and occasionally one or two abandoned farmhouses can be seen. There is no one inside. The mottled window is supported by a rusted screw, and it will make a creaking sound when the wind blows. .Zhou Jue didn't stop and go into the house to rest, he would rather continue walking, living in that kind of place is the same feeling as camping beside a grave.

It took him nearly an hour to get out of the desolate woods and see the road.But there wasn't a single car on the open road.He felt that the longer he walked, the darker the environment became, and the off-white light in the sky could no longer penetrate the black clouds.He hesitated a little, thinking maybe he should go back, but his feet didn't stop, and reason made him unable to give up.

Zhou Jue muttered, "I'm exhausted, and if I walk any further, my legs will be useless."

The surroundings are still those monotonous things, the signs of traffic, street lights, and abandoned huts.The temperature was getting lower and lower, Zhou Jue couldn't help sniffing.He rubbed his hands together, trying to lift his spirits. He knew in his heart that he had to continue on his way.

A long time passed, maybe an hour, maybe two hours.Until he walked so far that he couldn't think, and couldn't feel the changes around him, and finally felt that there seemed to be something emitting a faint light in the distance.He paused for a moment, concentrating his thoughts and energy a little. Not far from the left side of the road, there were indeed some faint yellow-brown light spots.This light is too inconsistent with the current atmosphere, like a warning.He really thought about whether to stop this time. Now that there is not even a person on the road, and there is not even a car passing by on the road, the light suddenly appeared, which really makes people feel very suspicious.But what about going back?Hide in that dilapidated house that can't even block the wind?Or back to that car full of dead people?Believe in the light that maybe he will see Chen Rulan and the others, but were they still human at that time?He frowned, gritted his teeth and said, "I can't do this evil..."

He pumped himself up enough to keep going.He found that he had come to a small market, which was like the streets of ordinary southern villages and towns, with blue-gray houses, black tiles, and large bluestone roads, which were full of potholes and very difficult to walk.

There were not many people, a few sparse pedestrians were walking on the street, and these people didn't even look at Zhou Jue.Zhou Jue brushed past those people and didn't take the initiative to ask them. He felt that these people were very familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere, but he didn't know them when he recalled them.In fact, they did not know each other before, and the inexplicable sense of familiarity made Zhou Jue feel cold.

He didn't know why he came to such a small village from Yelinzi. In fact, this kind of village is also very common beside the road. It can be seen everywhere in the southern suburbs. There are some migrant workers who do odd jobs or maintain roads, and some local farmers. .Behind the village is generally farmland, where some seasonal cooked vegetables are grown.It's just that Zhou Jue felt that the village seemed a bit abrupt at the moment.

Suddenly, he heard crying in a room in the village. The crying was hoarse, and the voice was somewhat familiar. He always felt that the people here really seemed to have seen it somewhere.He wanted to go over to see what happened, but suddenly someone grabbed his arm, and he turned around to find that it was actually Chen Hao.

Zhou Jue asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Chen Hao said, "Come with me."