Haunted Places Live

In the early morning of the next day, when Lin Qi lifted Chu Yang's quilt and shouted, "The second day of public holiday, are you going to sleep like this!", the memories of last night suddenly filled his mind.

He just remembered that he didn't sleep in his room last night...

Last night, on the bed that belonged to Lynch where he was lying now, so many crazy things happened that Chu Yang still felt feverish when he thought about it.He has never experienced such a crazy, blushing, heartbeating, and unimaginable night. What Lynch did to him, he had never even thought about it before. The man with a handsome and elegant smile closed the door. A downright demon, he seems to know his body better than himself, half of it seems to want to drive him crazy, and the other half wants to send him to heaven...

The body seemed to be no longer under his control, and all kinds of embarrassing behaviors... really made Chu Yang feel like he wanted to bury himself under the Nine Springs and never see anyone again.

So now when he saw Lynch, he felt his whole body was burning, accompanied by some kind of numb pain.He grabbed the quilt and covered his head again, not knowing what expression to use to face Lynch's big smiling face.

"Xiao Yang? Xiao Yang?" Lynch shook his shoulders through the quilt, and laughed in a low voice, "Aren't you shy?"

"Shy sister!" Chu Yang threw off the quilt, and stared at Lin Qi, who smiled more innocently, but in Chu Yang's eyes, he was extremely evil, "Can't you cook by yourself when you're hungry?"

"But your cooking tastes better." Lynch blinked, showing the pitiful expression of a dog waiting to be fed.

Chu Yang rubbed his face with his hands, sighed helplessly, and could only say, "Okay, you go out first, I want to get dressed."

"Why are you so shy? We've already cooked raw rice."

"You can't fucking get out!" Chu Yang was furious and raised the pillow as if to smash it.

Lynch jumped up immediately, rushed out the door, shouted "I'm going to make coffee" and ran downstairs.

Chu Yang climbed down from the bed, but his legs were a little weak.He leaned on the wall and entered the bathroom, and saw that his hair in the mirror was disheveled, and there were still many marks left on his body from last night, which spread on his skin.Cursing Lynch in his heart, he quickly took a hot shower, put on comfortable sweatpants and a sweater, washed his face and brushed his teeth, put on contact lenses, shaved the stubble on his chin, and tidied himself up. I showed the traces of last night, and then pulled a smiling face in the mirror.

That smile was unexpectedly bright, even Chu Yang himself was very surprised.

Made omelette and french toast for breakfast with some ham and fruit.The aroma of coffee permeates the warm sunlight coming in from the window, swaying on the raw wood floor and wool carpet.Chu Yang picked up the coffee cup and took a sip. The mellow and rich taste made his internal organs calm down, and the remaining drowsiness was swept away.

"Were you tired last night?" Lynch tilted his head slightly and smiled wickedly.

"no!"

"Sleeping until eleven o'clock without you?"

"Can't you sleep in during the holidays?" Chu Yang insisted.

Lynch chuckled a few times, added two cubes of sugar to the coffee, and stirred it with a small spoon, "I'm going to take you to see a place today. You should dress warmer later."

"Where?"

"You'll know then."

Chu Yang put on a thick down jacket and windproof pants, and stepped on heavy water-repellent Timberland snow boots. When he came out, he saw that Lynch had packed a backpack and was waiting for him.The two left the cabin and walked along the frozen lake to the dark green forest covered with snow not far away.The sky was still clear, with only a few wisps of cloud and smoke that were too thin to be seen clearly.While walking, Lynch suddenly put a pair of sunglasses on Chu Yang's nose, "Be careful that looking at the snow for too long will hurt your eyes."

The snow in the forest is not thick, and it is not difficult to walk.From time to time, birds chirped in the forest, or the bushes swayed, and squirrels or raccoons fled in a hurry. The rustling sound not only did not destroy the harmonious harmony, but made the tranquility more harmonious.After walking for about half an hour, a stag stood far away, with beautiful and proud huge antlers stretching among the branches, blending in with the entire forest.It looked at them quietly, without any panic, but walked away slowly with graceful steps.

Lynch smiled, "This is an old friend. I see him every time I come here."

"How do you know it's the same one?"

"It's like you know your friend. Every deer looks, smells, and the shape of antlers is subtly different. It may be difficult for ordinary people to perceive these differences, but many of us who have received stigmata You will have a stronger perception or observation ability than ordinary people, and you will naturally be able to tell whether it is the same one." Lynch paused, and added softly, "I always feel that it is the guardian of this forest. "

Chu Yang laughed softly, "Are you talking about the plot in Princess Mononoke?"

"No... There are some deer, which are different from ordinary deer. Although they look like deer, they are actually of a different race, or they have more spirituality and power than ordinary deer. Just like multi-observers see It looks the same as a zero-level observer, but it’s actually not the same.”

Chu Yang didn't know much, and looked at the back of the beautiful stag.

"I have owned this house for nearly 60 years, and I don't come here very often, maybe once every one or two years, and at most once a year. The average lifespan of a deer is only more than ten years, even the largest moose It can only live for more than twenty years, but I can see it every time I come here, it has never changed, it has always been like this."

"60 years?" Chu Yang raised his eyebrows, not quite believing it.

How can a deer live so long?

Lynch nodded with a smile, and continued to walk forward, "I talked to the Indians on the other side of the valley. They called the deer in this mountain 'Guardian'. They said that with these deer, the evil spirits cannot pollute the place." A piece of pure land."

While speaking, a slope appeared in front of him, and the woodland suddenly became brighter.At the end of the slope is a shoal, and on the opposite side of the shoal, a steep cliff stands resolutely, with three caves of different sizes and covered with icicles at the foot.Those icicles hang down from the cliff like a waterfall, and the sunlight refracts in, flowing in blue and green glitz.There are also ice flowers and frost pillars stacked and growing on the ground, just like the scenes that only appear in fantasy movies made by computers.

Chu Yang exclaimed from his throat.

Lynch took his wrist and led him to the ice cave on the rocks in the shallow stream. The ground was covered with hard ice, exuding bursts of cold air.There is a gloomy light like rippling water in the cave.

"What kind of place is this?" Chu Yang didn't expect such a beautiful place to be crowded with tourists.

Lynch said, "Maybe the caves were dug by the Indians a long time ago. Later they left, and these caves are still here. It is usually very humid here, and water will flow out of the caves. This is the only time of the year. The temperature is low enough that there is a chance to form such an ice cave." As he spoke, he stepped into the largest cave.All sides are "carvings" made of ice and snow, and occasionally some rocks are exposed.A certain ancient breath is entangled with the chill, making one feel as if one is touching something more eternal.

There is more absolute tranquility here than outside.Even the heartbeat can be heard clearly.It seems that there is an invisible barrier at the entrance of the cave, separating this place from the outside world.

Chu Yang stretched out his hand to touch the cold ice, feeling that the coldness seemed to have its own will, and it quickly penetrated into his fingertips.He retracted as if he had been scalded, and said in surprise, "It's so cold..."

Lin Qi reached out and pulled Chu Yang to his side, put a finger on his lips lightly, and whispered, "Close your eyes."

Seeing that he was mysterious, Chu Yang cooperated very well and closed his eyes obediently.Without vision, his sense of hearing began to extend up and down in all directions, and he couldn't touch anything at first, but after a while, he began to hear sounds.

It was an indescribable, extremely low-frequency sound that could not be heard by human ears unless it was in an absolutely quiet environment.Some are like rock friction, but not so sharp and hard. They are deep, long, farther and deeper than all the sounds I have heard before, and have a certain fixed rhythm.It was a strange sound that absolutely surpassed any man-made sound, something like... breathing.

The breath of the mountains, the breath of the earth.

Chu Yang was fascinated by the voice.He once again began to feel that... the body seemed to be transformed into countless vines, and began to expand towards every corner of the void.He felt that his senses filled the entire ice cave, like countless sensitive and delicate tentacles, drilling deeper and deeper along the cracks in the rocks that had been formed billions of years ago.He turned into an incomparably huge tree in a trance, and its roots went deep into the mountains and the depths of the earth, and it was still entering the more primitive and ancient depths.Layer upon layer of rock, each layer is older and heavier.He seemed to be touching the soul of this land, and the sound of breathing became more and more clear, surrounding him soothingly like a lullaby.

But at this moment, he felt his tentacles touched something.

No... It can't be said that it touched it, it should be said that it penetrated into a hole.

A huge, dark, impenetrable void that has been buried for tens of thousands of years.

A strong sense of nothingness swept over like a hurricane, followed by unspeakable primitive and instinctive fear.He wanted to take back his senses, but the emptiness and darkness made his wrists numb and limp, and he couldn't pull them away.

Lin Qi noticed that something was wrong with Chu Yang. His eyes were no longer closed gently, but his brows were frowning tightly, as if he wanted to open them but couldn't do what he wanted. The soothing smile on his face at the beginning disappeared. There was even a hint of panic.Lin Qi secretly thought it was bad, and shook Chu Yang lightly, "Xiao Yang? Xiao Yang!"

But at this moment, Chu Yang closed his eyes, but said in a dry and cold tone: "The mountain is empty, it is very hungry...very hungry..."

"Xiao Yang!!!" Lynch shook him vigorously, and finally had no choice but to reach out and slap Chu Yang lightly on the face.Only then did Chu Yang suddenly open his eyes, panting heavily, showing a somewhat dazed look, as if he was not sure what happened just now.Lynch grabbed his shoulders and stared nervously into his eyes, "What happened to you just now? Your stigmata..."

Chu Yang shook his head, but couldn't remember what happened just now, "I didn't use the stigmata. I don't know what happened just now... Maybe... it's because Sanity hasn't fully recovered?"

But at this moment, they heard a rumbling thunder at the same time.

The two looked out of the cave. The sky was bright and bright, and there was no sign of rain or snow at all. How could there be thunder?

Lynch ran outside the cave and looked around, but didn't see anything unusual.He felt that the voice was coming from the east, so he asked Chu Yang to walk on that small road for a while, wanting to confirm the surrounding conditions.He has to be extra cautious now, Chu Yang seems to have too much perception ability after accepting the stigmata, even the ordinary environment may cause some strange resonance with him.

But after they walked for a while, they found that the originally smooth hiking path was blocked by railings, and the notice said that due to the landslide problem, the park was closed and visitors were not allowed to enter.Both the railings and the notices are new, apparently recently installed.

Chu Yang persuaded, "It seems dangerous, let's not go there, shall we?"

Lynch nodded, thinking that there should be no problem, after all, after staying in the mountains for a long time, he would hear some strange sounds from time to time.Thunderstorms on a sunny day are not considered an ancient phenomenon... Maybe there are some clouds not far away that are blocked by high mountains, which just created an environment suitable for thunderstorms.

So the two of them went back home, and nothing unusual happened after that.Gradually, Lynch felt relieved.

For three days in a row, the two of them didn't go out much. Even if they went out, they just took a walk nearby, sat on the simple pier of the ice lake and drank a cup of hot tea, or read a book by the warm fireplace for a while.Chu Yang relaxed with all his heart, and occasionally turned his head to see Lynch who was half asleep on the sofa while watching a movie, and a strange feeling of completeness surged from the bottom of his heart.

He couldn't be more thankful that he...didn't back down on his first night here.

No matter what is between him and Lynch, he knows that Lynch cares about him, and he cares about Lynch, that's enough.He felt as if he had grasped something worthy of hard work and worth living again, instead of living like a dead body in the past two years.

It is a pity that the peaceful days only lasted until the sixth day.It snowed suddenly the night before, and Lynch got up early the next morning, intending to shovel the snow off the door.But as soon as they opened the door, they saw something black covered by snow on the ground not far from their hut.

Lynch frowned and trekked to the vicinity of the thing, but suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He saw a piece of antler in the air.

Lynch felt as if his heart was suddenly grabbed by an extremely cold hand and squeezed hard.

He knelt down and brushed off the layer of snow with his hands wearing thick winter gloves. Then he saw a pair of empty eyes, covered with a layer of emptiness and turbidity that only death can bring, staring blankly at him. There was still a hint of fear and sadness in the sky.

This is the deer, the deer that has guarded this forest for more than 60 years.

Lynch turned around and rushed back to the wooden house, found Chu Yang who was writing a melody in his notebook, and said in a calm but urgent voice, "Xiao Yang, pack your things. We are leaving today."