The author's diary of ghost stories

"Why are you all shivering? Are you very cold?" Lu Xing asked, looking at everyone. He was breathing heavily, with a full red face and bright eyes. "Why do I feel a little hot? Yes?" Is it because your bodies are too weak?"

"Lu Xing, something is wrong with you." Only then did Wu Yong notice something strange about Lu Xing. He came up from the end of the team and grabbed Lu Xing's clothes. His hands were inadvertently stained with blood, but he couldn't see it.

A grin spread across Lu Xing's face, like a ripe pomegranate opening an arc-shaped hole in autumn, revealing the densely packed sarcoma with white spots in his mouth: "Is there something wrong with me? No, no, no, I feel right now. I feel great, my mind is clear now, I've never been so clear-headed."

"Wu Yong, take care of your people." Lao Du in front also stopped. He noticed that Lu Xing had a strange aura on his body, and there was no exception in the zoo. Weirdness meant that he was haunted by strange stories. , "If the matter cannot be solved within five minutes, you leave with him."

"I know." Wu Yong nodded in agreement. He touched his waist and approached Lu Xing. "Lu Xing, calm down. Think carefully. Are you contaminated with something strange?"

"Something strange? No, no, no, no, no, no." Lu Xing shook his head quickly, staring straight at Wu Yong, who was approaching, "I feel like you are the ones...very strange, what are you afraid of? "

"Lu Xing, as you said before you joined our team, no matter who has abnormalities, they must be checked carefully." Wu Yong walked in front of Lu Xing, looking concerned, but his right hand was He quickly pulled out a dagger, held it in his backhand, and stabbed Lu Xing in the waist.

"You!" Lu Xing screamed, but there was no surprise on his face. His left hand turned into a hand knife and struck Wu Yong's wrist first. The dagger also rose up, and Lu Xing's His right hand pushed the handle of the knife smoothly, driving the dagger to stab Wu Yong's chest.

"What!" Wu Yong seemed not to have expected Lu Xing's speed to be so fast. He could only squat sideways and barely avoid the tip of the knife, but the sharp edge still left a wound on his shoulder. The white sweatshirt was instantly dyed red.

Lu Xing laughed strangely, stood up and jumped up and down, moving like a boxer. He leaned against the big tree and faced everyone present, his eyes widened, and he kept whispering: "Sure enough, it's true, You want to kill me, you all want to kill me, haha, I discovered it, and sure enough I discovered it."

After saying this, he looked at Lao Du alertly, and after realizing that Lao Du's hand was already on the machete, he immediately screamed: "You want to kill me too, why do you want to kill me too? Do you think you can kill me?" I?"

Lao Du ignored him, just took out the knife from his waist and walked step by step. His face was sullen, and his aura became increasingly fierce, far better than Wu Yong just now.

Lu Xing's face was twisted, and he quickly climbed up the treetop with all four limbs, his posture was like a four-legged spider. It seemed that he was sure that he was safe before he looked down at the crowd and said: "You can't kill me, you can't kill me, I feel great Yes, it’s just a little hot. It’s so hot here, so hot!”

He pushed hard towards another tree, swaying among the treetops of the dense forest, and soon disappeared. The calls of several unknown birds deep in the forest could be heard faintly, and the rustling leaves finally calmed down.

"This guy..." Wu Yong withdrew his gaze and raised his arms,

In his team, besides Lu Xing and the woman, there was a doctor. The doctor stepped forward knowingly, cut off the clothes from the wound on his shoulder, and took out a bandage from his backpack to tie him.

"I don't know what's caught in it." Lao Du answered. He glanced at Wu Yong's wounds and made a judgment, "His condition is not right and he will die soon."

He also saw the fight between Wu Yong and Lu Xing just now. Logically speaking, Wu Yong should have missed, but Lu Xing, who was in an excited state, easily suppressed Wu Yong.

Any power comes with a price, especially the power brought by strange stories.

"It would be great if he could die simply." Wu Yong said helplessly, "He is very fast and can't use the glyphs."

Can't use it?

Yu Liang was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand what he meant. Lao Du on the side noticed his doubts and explained: "Under normal circumstances, the range of use of word symbols is within five steps, and you need to lock your eyes to open the page. Selecting word symbols also takes time. Lu Xing's current speed is too fast, and common word symbols such as 'break' cannot be killed with one hit, so his own safety cannot be guaranteed."

"That's it." Yu Liang understood. He wrote down this, and at the same time he also reminded himself that his word symbols could only help him at most. In this zoo, he was still a weak ordinary writer.

However, what Lao Du said about killing in one hit is very intriguing. If you think about it carefully, there is a difference between "broken" and "broken". The former means that it is damaged and incomplete, while the latter means that it is completely broken into pieces.

If I had to say it, "Shattered" would most likely kill him with one hit. Yu Liang believed that there would be strange creatures in this zoo that could not be killed even if they were broken into pieces, but the current Lu Xing obviously couldn't do it. He was just a person in an abnormal state. That’s all.

Without too many words, the murderous intention against Lu Xing was eliminated invisibly. Killing other tourists who were haunted by strange stories seemed to be a hidden rule among tourists, and was neither condemned nor sanctioned.

A group of people walked quickly through the thick fog. Yu Liang was always in the center of the group. He could feel that there seemed to be a pair of hands pushing him forward. He could feel that the group was getting shorter and shorter. It was not that there were fewer people. , but the distance between people is decreasing.

He turned to look at the roadside. The thicker fog made the visibility lower and lower. He could vaguely see the regular shadows of trees standing on both sides of the road like pacesetters. The shadows of the trees retreated at a constant speed as he moved forward, each time. In five steps, a black shadow was thrown behind him.

One, two...

However, at this time, Yu Liang found that he had only taken two steps before another tree shadow appeared. This sudden change in the pattern made him startled, and he instantly realized that it was an extra shadow between two trees.

"Careful!" He dodged to one side and warned at the same time.

At the same time, the black shadow's attack was as fast as the wind, and two sharpened branches stabbed from top to bottom, but Yu Liang had already jumped away first, and the branches stabbed on the masonry on the ground, cracking inch by inch.

The black figure was none other than Lu Xing. When he saw Yu Liang get out of the way, he instantly changed his target and stabbed Xiao Zhize on the other side with a half-damaged branch.

Looking at Xiao Zhize again, he probably had not yet reacted to the unexpected incident. When he came to his senses, he saw Lu Xing coming towards him. He looked terrified and could not speak. His feet seemed to be stuck with glue and were motionless.

In the flash of lightning, Lao Du, who was at the front of the team, pulled out the knife from his waist. Before anyone moved, the blade moved forward. Then he stopped in front of Xiao Zhize with a sliding step, and the knife also slashed at Lu Xing.

"Ka--" The wooden stick was cut off at the waist, but the sword's luster did not diminish. It slashed across Lu Xing's chest, leaving a deep blood mark.

"It hurts... it hurts, it hurts!" Lu Xing screamed, his body twisting due to pain, his forearms twitching with both hands, and the broken branches slipped from his open fingers.

He kept backing up, his sinister eyes falling on Lao Du, and he kept cursing: "Why! I obviously didn't want to kill you, I didn't want to kill you at all, why did you want to kill me, why? why why!"

"If you don't have blood, you will die, you will all die. Red blood, hot blood, hot blood, I want blood." Lu Xing spoke quickly, and he repeated the words regardless, and he suddenly bit his forearm. He went up, sucking the blood from the wound, but then spit it out in disgust as if he had eaten something dirty, with a cry in his voice, "I can't, I can't, my blood is cold, I'm useless. "

He yelled something absentmindedly, and his figure disappeared into the white mist, like a piece of chocolate sinking in milk, disappearing slowly and evenly.

Everyone saw Lu Xing leave, some were happy, some were worried, but Yu Liang was recalling the knife attack by Lao Du just now, feeling an inexplicable sense of disobedience in his heart.

The knife was swift and silent, but Lao Du's movements were not smooth at all. He should have used all his strength to drive his right arm and turn his wrist to draw the knife. However, Lao Du started to swing the knife when he was four or five meters away from Lu Xing. Turning his wrist, he drove his body forward.

Yu Liang thought for a while, and a picture emerged in his mind. A weak woman was holding a large dog that kept charging. The excited big dog led the woman forward uncontrollably.

Lao Du's knife just now gave him this feeling, as if the knife was the essence of the entire action. The knife drove Lao Du's body forward, which would feel strange if he thought about it carefully.

"Old Du, you are more powerful." Wu Yong let out a sigh. Just now he was worried about whether Lao Du could subdue Lu Xing. If he couldn't, the whole group would be in danger today.

Lao Du just nodded slightly, his expression unchanged, "Now start shrinking the team. He can make a sneak attack against any of you. I can only try my best to save him."

"clear."

"Let's get out of here first."

Several people in the team also responded, and just after ten minutes of walking, they saw Lu Xing taking off his clothes under the tree.

There were still blood holes on his back, but the blood that seeped out had condensed into red ice crystals. His face was livid, but he had a weird smile on his face.

Lu Xing has been dead for a long time.