One Pillow Huaxu

In the darkening night, no one could be seen outside, as if all the villagers were sleeping soundly inside.The sound of the fireworks also stopped at this time. By hiding this signal in the sound, it would be difficult for people who did not pay attention to it to notice it, but at the same time, it could be heard by everyone.

Wu Xie bowed his back and looked in from the window in front of him.There are lamps and shadows shaking inside, and the sound of people walking can be faintly heard.

He exchanged glances with Zhang Qiling, stood up and walked to the door.Zhang Qiling quietly stuck to the side of the door, Wu Xie raised his hand to push the door, and found that it was locked, so he moved up, bent his fingers and knocked on the door a few times.

Wu Xie had been to this family before, but found nothing at that time.At this time, he directly revealed his identity. The people in the room seemed to hesitate for a few seconds, and then a man slowly opened the door a crack.

The moment the opponent opened the door, Wu Xie suddenly raised his hand to hold the door panel, pulled it out vigorously, and at the same time raised his foot to kick the opponent's stomach directly.

The man was caught off guard by being kicked, he groaned and took a few steps back, before he had time to yell another word, Zhang Qiling who was beside him had already dodged in front of him, and knocked him down with a sharp hand knife.

Wu Xie followed closely into the room, closed and locked the door, and said in a low voice, "There is still one person missing."

Zhang Qiling nodded, and the two entered the back room, but found that there was no one in the room, and there was no trace of a living person.Just like they saw on the first day they came here.

"We arrived early this time." Wu Xie said calmly.

The layout of each blockhouse here is similar, and there are also two beds covered with yellow mud like a kang in the room.He picked up the lantern on the table, went straight to the bed next to the wall, and took a look at the seam between the bed and the wall.I saw that the bed was not completely attached to the wall, and there was a gap half a person's width between the bed and the wall.

Wu Xie jumped onto the bed, squatted by the seam, and shone the lamp down.

He said: "I made a mistake, normal villagers don't wear doll costumes, they all pretend to be princesses."

Zhang Qiling stood beside him, and said calmly: "In a certain period of time, none of them are alive."

Wu Xie raised her head when she heard the words, not surprised, the expression in her eyes was very calm, as if she had come to this conclusion a long time ago.He stretched out a hand from the gap in the Tibetan robe, and tapped the bottom with his thumb: "This village is quite concerned about Sleeping Beauty's sleep quality, and the supporting facilities are complete."

The light illuminated the scene in the gap, and I saw a square pit sunken down from the ground under the bed. At this time, the bed was staggered to the side, revealing part of the opening of the square pit.

Through this gap, you can see a corner of the things placed in the pit.It was a rough wooden coffin.

Wu Xie bent down and looked down. The coffin lid was ajar but not tight, so he pushed it away with a bit of force.

In the dim light, a face with closed eyes appeared in front of the two of them.The man's face was pale, and he was lying peacefully in the coffin with all his clothes on. His face was extremely peaceful, and he even had a smile on his face.

"The other one is him. The one at the door hasn't had time to lie down yet." Wu Xie said, reaching down to check the person's breath, and then touched the other person's aorta, "No wonder no one was found on the first day, the living person was lying on the bed It was hard to find it in the coffin underneath, let alone the airless one. There was indeed no one in the room that day, no one alive."

"It's a kind of suspended animation." Zhang Qiling squeezed past him and smelled the air inside, "There is a very special Tibetan fragrance."

At the same time, he reached out and dragged the coffin lid out of the crack.The coffin was very shallow and very narrow, barely big enough for a person to lie down on.The coffin lid is light and thin, and the material is the most common Chinese fir, with a simple layer of tung oil brushed on the surface.Zhang Qiling turned the coffin lid over, and something reflective flashed in front of their eyes.

I saw that half of the back of the coffin cover was inlaid with mirrors, and the other half was densely filled with writing.

Those lines that looked like handwriting and scribbles, covered half of the coffin lid like tiny black insects.Wu Xie was about to raise the lamp to take a closer look, but Zhang Qiling put back the coffin lid: "It will cause hallucinations."

At the same time, he stood back by the bed, squatted down, lifted the carpet on the floor, and tapped twice with his knuckles: "It's the same structure as the place we live in, and there's a very narrow passage below."

Last night Zhang Qiling thoroughly inspected the house they lived in, and found that the bed was covered with mud, but after knocking, he found that the bed was a whole, not hollow.At the same time, there is no mechanism in the room that can be opened from the outside.

But at that time, he quickly discovered other abnormalities. There were slight friction marks and wrinkles on the carpet around the bed, and at the same time, he discovered that there was an extremely narrow passage hidden under the ground.This channel extends directly from the fire pit to the mountain wall, and seems to be a fire channel, or it acts as a chimney.

Looking at it now, everything is clear.The bed does not have a mechanism, it is more like a sliding cover that moves horizontally to cover the hole under the bed.

There is no external switch in the room, and there is probably a coffin hidden under the bed in every room.The switch may have to be turned on from elsewhere.As for when to turn on and in which room to turn on, it is transmitted through the sound of fireworks.

So it makes sense why there was no one in the house on the first day.At that time, all the people in the room were in a state of suspended animation, lying silently in the coffin under the bed. After reaching a certain point, the sliding cover was opened again, and everyone climbed out as if nothing had happened.

In the following time, the frequency of sleeping in coffins seems to have decreased due to the command of the signal, or the number of villagers who have this behavior has decreased.Without a definite point in time and a goal, it is difficult to detect this behavior in the short term.

Wu Xie turned over and sat on the edge of the bed. He looked down at Zhang Qiling who was squatting on the ground, and suddenly said, "You said I disappeared yesterday. I didn't disappear."

"Someone opened the opening under my bed from somewhere else, like now, and I fell under." He pointed to the half-width gap between the bed and the wall.

"But even from the angle of the window, this seam is not small. I was probably not the only one in the room at the time, and the other party might have tried to put me in the coffin after you left." Wu Xie tilted his palms together at an angle, "In order to facilitate the movement, the coffin lid was lifted just above the gap."

"The back half of the coffin lid is a slender mirror, the principle of a flat mirror. Do you know the magic box, paste white paper on the inner wall of the box, and then place the flat mirror obliquely in the box, with the opening on the back side of the mirror. When performing, put the mirror Facing the audience, what can be seen is only half of the box and the finished image, and the things thrown into the box will disappear.”

"It was probably a very coincidental situation at the time. The angle, light and reflection just covered the opening, and it was a complete bed at a glance. Then it was probably your movement that surprised the other party. I didn't have time to experience a sleeping coffin. It was thrown back again."

After Wu Xie said this, he looked straight at Zhang Qiling: "But even in this case, all this is just a rough visual error, and you will find it after a few more glances."

"What were you nervous about?"

Zhang Qiling raised his head silently upon hearing this.He didn't answer this question, as if acquiescing to Wu Xie's words.

Wu Xie didn't get an answer for a long time, and didn't ask any more questions. He got down from the top and walked to another bed: "Is there a passage below?"

The bed there also slid open, and there was also a pit underneath, with a coffin in it, but the person who was going to lie in it had already been put down at the door.The two of them dragged the wooden coffin out together, Wu Xie slid into the pit, looked into the depths, and was at a loss for words:

"Damn it, what passage. I think it pushed people in to be cremated."

I saw an unusually rough hole on the wall of the pit, about the width of a person in the horizontal direction, and a height of at most thirty centimeters.The light from the wind lantern was not far away, Wu Xie stretched his hand holding the lantern in through the hole, the inside was pitch black, and he couldn't see what was at the end.

He crouched there contemplating his size.Although the hole is narrow, it is said to be a passage, more like a mezzanine, but it is just enough for one person to lie down.

In the next second, Zhang Qiling also jumped down. He gently pushed Wu Xie away, took a look with his head, and said, "I'll go in first."

He took a bundle of rope from the wall, tied his head around himself, and hung a lantern around his waist.Then he grabbed the hole and lay down on his back: "Hold the rope."

Zhang Qiling kicked the wall with his bent knee, and crawled into the hole by sticking to the ground.

Wu Xie held the rope, and saw the other party moving quickly into the darkness in a lying posture with his back facing upwards, his back muscles and joints and elbows exerting force.Wu Xie once thought that Yuchen used this posture in Siguniang Mountain, but now he doesn't need to consider the load-bearing issue. The movement of the person in front of him is more crisp, and he crawls faster, as if it didn't take too much effort.

The lamp hanging on the body quickly turned into a blurry dot in the darkness in the distance, and soon the light spot stopped, and the rope in Wu Xie's hand was pulled twice.

The voice of the other party also came at this time, as if it had been filtered several layers in the narrow space: "Tie it up."

Wu Xie clicked his tongue and tied the rope around his waist.It was only when he lay down that he realized why the other party was crawling on his back.The hole was too narrow, and when he poked it in, he found that it was even more difficult to move in a crawling posture.

So he could only lie down on his back, grabbing the opening of the hole and pushing himself into a certain distance.Over the years, Wu Xie has had the experience of crawling alone in narrow and dark places countless times, but when a person fully enters this passage, the feeling of oppression in an extremely closed environment still fades layer by layer as the depth advances. surged up.

Wu Xie crawled on his back for a while. This movement looked simple, but it actually consumed a lot of energy.At this time, the little light source at the entrance was completely invisible, and the lighting only depended on the wind lamp on his body.This little light can only illuminate the rough walls around, and the place is so narrow that the figure seems to be wrapped in mud.

It seems that if you go deeper, the air will disappear, and the surrounding will become narrower and narrower, and people will be directly trapped in it and suffocate to death.

Wu Xie stopped, and slightly calmed down his shortness of breath due to physical exertion.When in a dark and cramped place, one cannot control one's imagination.He knows that imagination is the worst enemy in this environment.Now that he could control his thoughts, he only paused for a second before preparing to continue climbing.

It's just that when he paused, the person on the other end of the rope noticed it, and increased his strength to drag him in directly.

Wu Xie didn't move at all when he found out. He looked up at the rough fault with a blank face, thinking, if the nose is straighter, it will be smooth when it goes out.

Fortunately, the passage was not as long as imagined, and Zhang Qiling soon pulled him out at the exit.Wu Xie got up, and before he had time to look more, he was pulled again: "Be careful."

Wu Xie took off the lamp and raised his hand to take a picture, and found that they were standing on a fault that was only enough for a few people to settle down. This place seemed to have led to the mountain wall behind the bungalow, and there was a big hole five or six meters wide below it. A bottomless darkness.

He looked up again and found that the two were not at the top of the hole.The top of the head was also pitch black, and the hole seemed to run through the entire mountain wall from top to bottom. At this time, the fault was only located somewhere in the middle.

There are other holes on the surrounding mountain walls.There are a lot of these holes, similar to the hole they came out of, one after another all over the mountain, like the traces gnawed by moths.

Wu Xie looked at it for a while, then suddenly said: "Every room has a passage, which can lead to here. This is the center."

This empty place connects all the bungalows together.

At the same time, he found that there were still some things standing in the gap where there was no hole.Under the dim light, this thing looks like a wooden box placed against the wall at first glance, but if you look closely, you will find that it is not.

This is coffin head.In this cave, there are also countless coffins embedded in the mountain wall, only the head of the coffin is exposed, hanging there like nails nailed into the wall.

Wu Xie stretched out his arms, and shone the lamp as far as possible, only to find that there were also countless shadowy black shadows lying horizontally below.These things are mixed in the densely packed holes, layer by layer, extending to nowhere.