Death knell

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"How far is it..." Xiao Xinjie looked at more and more cemeteries around him, and felt chilly.

"Soon." He Xiaoyi said.

He Xiaoyi and Xiao Xinjie are high school classmates. Xiao Xinjie is studying finance at the local Z University in Pingcheng, and He Xiaoyi is studying literature at the famous D University in Beicheng. However, the relationship between the two has always been good. It coincided with the summer vacation and they met for an "adventure".

"What kind of water burial are you talking about? Is it reliable? How many old graveyards have you and I found?" Xiao Xinjie said pantingly. They are often built on hillsides, and the higher you go, the better the view and the more graves. Xiao Xinjie sighed inwardly, this is like marching for exercise.

He Xiaoyi's line of sight was just looking straight ahead. There were fewer and fewer people walking this far, and the dirt road ahead became less and less obvious. The trees were lush and verdant, almost towering, blocking all the light, and the surrounding area became darker and darker.

"You are amazing. This water burial, water burial, how can there be water? How do you go up the mountain?" Xiao Xinjie said.

"I found it!" He Xiaoyi pointed happily, "Look, the place where water gathers!"

There are dense forests ahead, and there is really a winding stream in the mountains. The two of them moved forward along the stream, and the water volume became more and more abundant. Several tributaries converged and continued to form a small river. Through the depth.

He Xiaoyi looked at the drawing in his hand and said, "I hope it's here."

Xiao Xinjie took a few glances, and it was that picture again. He Xiaoyi not only became distracted this time when he came back, but also always held some strange things, such as this treasured map, which was not only extremely crude and blurry , and it was made of cloth, the dark red drawing made him feel very uncomfortable.

There is no cemetery beside the small river, but there are a few boulders instead. Xiao Xinjie decided that if He Xiaoyi wanted to go any further, he would object, because there would be no way to go any further, and it would be covered by all kinds of vegetation. Really bad.I don't know if God heard Xiao Xinjie's prayer, but He Xiaoyi looked at the map, looked around, grabbed Xiao Xinjie, and hid behind a boulder where he was.

"It's fine here." He Xiaoyi said, and then said to himself with a volume that only he could hear, "You shouldn't be able to see it here."

"It's okay, it's okay, I don't understand." Xiao Xinjie complained, but he followed He Xiaoyi obediently, hiding behind the stone.

Although it is midsummer, the mountain is cool. Strangely speaking, there are not many mosquitoes here.

"I'm a handsome guy in his prime, and I feel bad for staying with you every night in this graveyard." Xiao Xinjie yawned and said softly, "You owe me a huge favor."

He Xiaoyi was amused, revealing a beautiful dimple.

"You still don't intend to tell me, what are you looking for?" Xiao Xinjie asked in a low voice.

Although He Xiaoyi is not a carefree person, he is not a bold person either. He usually walks around even a toad. This kind of incident of entering the cemetery at night must have taken a lot of courage, but apart from the itinerary of the day, He didn't say much, no matter how Xiao Xinjie asked, he couldn't figure out why.

"Sorry." He Xiaoyi said.

Xiao Xinjie shrugged, saying he had nothing to say.

An hour passed, and there was no movement around, Xiao Xinjie felt sleepy already.

Xiao Xinjie looked at his watch, it was exactly three o'clock in the morning.

Xiao Xinjie spoke slowly, "I..."

"Hush—" He Xiaoyi covered Xiao Xinjie's mouth all of a sudden, staring straight ahead in a daze.

Xiao Xinjie turned his head and saw the fear in He Xiaoyi's sight. Looking along, there was a shadow in the depths of the forest gradually approaching the river!

I rely on - this can't be a ghost!

Xiao Xinjie had goosebumps.

Xiao Xinjie looked at He Xiaoyi worriedly. He Xiaoyi was obviously more scared, but his frozen movements seemed to suppress his emotions. He Xiaoyi was forcing himself to stare at him!

The "man" was wearing a long gray ragged shirt, with his hands full of something, and slowly walked towards the river. The surrounding vegetation and dense forest seemed to have no shelter, allowing him to pass through wantonly.

He walked to the river, and weeds blocked his hem. Xiao Xinjie couldn't see if this person had feet. After all, this is a good way to distinguish people from ghosts in horror novels. Although he didn't know what it was useful to judge, he looked Around, I feel that the probability of running away is not high.

"Plop - plop -" the "person" threw everything in his hand into the water.

The twilight came from nowhere and shone on the river, Xiao Xinjie saw it clearly now, it was six heads!

The heads of the six people were disheveled, and the faces and genders could not be distinguished clearly. They were floating on the river, but they did not follow the flow of the river, but seemed to be fixed. The "person" raised his left hand, and the skinny wrist There seemed to be an iron chain on the bed, and I was muttering something. Within a few minutes, a gust of wind came, shaking the small circle of weeds.

The yin wind seemed to only surround there, and the range was extremely precise, only surrounding the "person" and the six heads, the shimmering light on the water surface was a little scarlet, and everyone's head shook ripples, and there seemed to be a suona in the distance The sound rang, and then an unknown folk piece of music sounded, but there were obviously no other people around.

Xiao Xinjie didn't want to think about it, but just glanced around in a panic.

Within a few minutes, the "person" seemed to sigh and spit out some black mist. The light and music also stopped. The person walked towards the dense forest where he came from, with his back hunched, as if he was carrying some heavy weight , the pace is much slower than when I came.

Xiao Xinjie looked at He Xiaoyi's pale face, the two of them were at a loss for a while, and they stayed in place for a long time before slowly returning to their senses.

"This...this...going?" Xiao Xinjie asked incoherently.

"...No, I have...to go..." He Xiaoyi shook his head, as if reminding himself of something, and walked forward with heavy steps.

It was even more horrifying when viewed up close. Some of the six heads were rotten, and some were not a complete face, but were sewn on in pieces, soaked in water, and the spent funeral makeup was even more terrifying.

"Should I... call the police?" Xiao Xinjie asked.

He Xiaoyi took out his mobile phone and turned on the camera tremblingly, as if he wanted to take a picture, but he couldn't hold the phone steadily.

Xiao Xinjie hurriedly looked around, "Are you crazy?! Shooting this?!"

"I have to... have to shoot..." He Xiaoyi said, holding on to his emotions.

Xiao Xinjie grabbed the phone, pressed the shutter irritably, and took pictures of the heads in the river and everything around them.

"Let's go." Xiao Xinjie hurriedly dragged He Xiaoyi down the mountain.

The surrounding cemetery became more and more gloomy, and He Xiaoyi seemed to have lost his soul from just now. Xiao Xinjie was a little worried, and wanted to look back, but a thought suddenly popped up——

If when I turned around, I found that it wasn't He Xiaoyi who was holding her hand...

Xiao Xinjie quickly dismissed his thoughts, but he really didn't have the courage to look at He Xiaoyi behind him, so he just dragged He Xiaoyi and ran all the way down the mountain without looking back.

When we arrived at the foot of the mountain, it was exactly four o'clock in the morning.

Xiao Xinjie pushed He Xiaoyi into the passenger seat, and quickly started the car to leave.

"Xinjie? Why do you keep calling me?" He Xiaoyi asked casually, scaring Xiao Xinjie into a panic.

"Shut up, don't talk so much!" Xiao Xinjie hurriedly drove to the city at the fastest speed——