The author's diary of ghost stories

"Frozen to death."

The doctor in the team examined Lu Xing's body and made a conclusion.

"Frozen to death? The hole in his back..." Lao Du was a little surprised, "and the wound on his chest."

"None of them are fatal injuries, and if you look at the new granulation around the hole, it is healing itself quickly." The doctor used the tip of his dagger to pick up the newly grown pink flesh strands on the edge of the blood hole and marveled.

"Alienation?" Lao Du said in surprise, but then he shook his head, "No, it's just the effect of strange talk."

alienation?

Yu Liang was keenly aware of the key elements. He never had time to ask Lao Du about alienation. So, alienation can acquire some kind of supernatural ability?

"Well, his body is very cold, much lower than the temperature." Wu Yong continued, "Something sucked away his heat instantly, so he felt very hot."

Lao Du said to himself, "Is it some kind of invisible monster?"

"Well, let's leave here first." Wu Yong looked into the depths of the fog, with some worry in his eyes. He could feel that the fog was getting thicker and thicker. The visibility was getting more and more about five meters, but now it was only two or three meters.

The direct result of such poor visibility is that it is difficult for them to find that someone in the team disappears silently, and the next road may be more difficult.

"I'll go in the middle, you guys follow me, keep close." So Wu Yongyong made the decision without thinking. He was also very smart. He did not ask Yu Liang and Xiao Zhize to go behind him, but ordered the two people in his team to go behind him. Following behind, the man and woman had no choice in the matter.

The group of people started up again, and their speed was much faster than before. Old tourists who have experienced large-scale ghost stories know that once the dead appear in the ghost stories, the speed at which the ghost stories will take effect will become faster and faster.

And now they don't even know what this strangeness is. They only know that it has a lot to do with the sudden drop in temperature and the diffuse forest fog.

"All the strange stories in this zoo are based on animal fables and the like. Do you have any ideas?" Lao Du's figure loomed in the mist ahead, and his voice came, "If we can It might be easier to guess that it’s a prototype.”

"Bird park, cold." Yu Liang quickly said two key words, and then gave his own answer, "The story of the cold bird."

"Hanhao Bird? What kind of bird is this?" Lao Du asked as if he had never heard of such a thing.

"It's not a bird, it's a bird that howls about the cold. It's a story in the textbook. The cold bird is lazy and refuses to build a nest in the autumn, and freezes to death in the winter." Xiao Zhize extracted the entire story in concise language. story.

"In other words, it is already winter, and that cold bird is looking for a nest, using the human body as its nest?" Lao Du instantly realized the key point.

Wu Yong nodded and said: "Probably."

Lao Du stopped and thought thoughtfully: "In this case, it might be possible to build a warm nest for it."

His eyes fell on the birdcage outside the road railing. Almost at the same time, he put down his backpack and found a telescopic pole from the backpack.

To be honest, Yu Liang felt that the prototype of this strange story was the Hanhao Bird, but he did not think that the method of building a nest for it was effective.

The purpose of ghost stories is not to solve the problem at all, but to create weirdness and fear.

However, when everyone was at a loss, Lao Du had actually taken action.

"Xiao Zhize, you climb over the railing. I will take off the birdcage later. You can help me with my hand. Wu Yong, you guys, keep an eye on the surrounding areas." Lao Du commanded. He leaned against the railing and tried to hook the birdcage hanging in the air outside. .

"I know." Wu Yong agreed, but he did not look around. His eyes stayed on Lao Du for a long time. Lao Du seemed to be stepping on the railing halfway because the telescopic rod was not long enough, and he leaned forward. Outside the railing, the center of gravity is almost inside the railing.

He looked outside the railing again. It was not a cliff, just a hillside. Even if he lost his footing and fell, nothing would happen. So he shook his head regretfully and turned to look around for warning.

"I got it!" Xiao Zhize, who climbed out of the railing, successfully received the birdcage. He handed the birdcage to Lao Du and flipped it in again.

The outside of the birdcage was wrapped with a thick layer of warm black cloth, which also made Yu Liangliang suspicious. There had never been such a cold-proof birdcage on the previous section of the road.

Lao Du lifted up the black cloth and opened the birdcage. He took a look inside. Inside was a completely black bird that could not be named. He stretched out his hand to catch the bird, put it aside, and took out a rag and a rag from his backpack. …

Warm baby?

Yu Liang recognized that thing and couldn't help but think that Lao Du had really prepared a little bit of everything.

Wait, Blackbird?

He suddenly realized something and lowered his head to look for the black bird. He happened to see the black bird fall on the edge of the tree. It seemed that its left wing was broken. It could only crawl with difficulty using its right wing.

Looking back at Lao Du, Lao Du was taking apart the baby warmer, pasting it on a rag, then balling up the rag to make a nest and stuffing it into the birdcage. A simple nest was ready.

He held it in his hand, felt its weight, and was satisfied.

The same bird?

Yu Liang still remembered clearly that the black bird that landed behind Lu Xing also had its left wing injured.

The birdcage was covered with warm cloth, the cold fog was there, and the wings of the captured blackbird were injured. It was normal for it to become a cold-horned bird.

It's just Lao Du who demolished your birdcage and broke your wings. What's wrong with Lu Xing?

There was something strange in his heart.

No, no.

The reason why it did not attack Lao Du was not because it was afraid of Lao Du, but because it could only attack Lao Du after Lu Xing died.

The timelines of the Cold Horn Bird and Lao Du are mutually causal. If Lao Du is killed first, no one will take off the birdcage and create the Cold Horn Bird. Then the way to break the story is not to create a warm nest and wait. The arrival of the trumpeting bird.

"Xiao Zhize, help me pick another birdcage." Yu Liang quickly picked up the bird on the ground and shouted to Xiao Zhize.

"Ah? Okay." Xiao Zhize agreed immediately, so he climbed over the railing again, and Yu Liang also picked up the telescopic pole and imitated Lao Du's example of hooking down the birdcage.

Lao Du glanced at him and said nothing. He just took out a warm baby from his backpack and threw it over.

"No need." Yu Liang took the warm baby, shook his head, and put it in his pocket.

Well, he just won't be able to use it for the time being, but it might be useful in the future. Lao Du probably thought he was going to make another nest and carry it in his hand to reduce the probability of the cold horn bird attacking.

Yu Liang put the bird with broken wings in his hand into the cage he had just taken off, then slightly lifted the black cloth and looked inside.

There were two blackbirds in the cage now. One was injured and huddled in the corner, while the other spread its wings to cover it. At the same time, it looked at Yu Liang alertly and chirped twice.

"What are you doing?" Wu Yong stepped forward, he was curious about what Yu Liang was doing.

Yu Liang carried the bird cage to the self-service vending machine not far away, and casually agreed: "I have raised birds before, and I can't bear it freezing to death."

"Is that so..." Wu Yong nodded. He instinctively felt something was wrong. Logically speaking, anyone who has seen the weirdness of the zoo would no longer have such compassion, but he couldn't fault Yu Liang's explanation. Something went wrong.

The self-service vending machine only sells one thing, red animal feed, which costs 20 tourist points per serving. There is no distinction between large, medium or small.

"If you need to feed, please buy animal feed. One portion of animal feed can feed any animal. One portion of animal feed can make any animal full, but only one portion. Any animal can only be fed once in a short period of time. Animal feed. Violation will be at your own risk." On the screen is an instruction note for visitors.

It’s getting more and more outrageous. All animals, regardless of their eating habits and food intake, can be satisfied with just one feed?

Is this feed a prop for Doraemon?

But since the vending machine said so, Yu Liang had no choice but to do it. He bought two portions of feed. It didn't look big, about the same as an instant noodle bucket, but compared to the blackbird's small size, it was equivalent to eating a cow by one person. .

He unpacked the two bags of feed. Inside was a red pellet, the size of a grain of rice, with a soft and tough texture.

etc.

Suddenly, Yu Liang found that he couldn't take his eyes off the mouth of the feed bag. He stared at the red rice grains inside, his saliva secreted crazily, and an uncontrollable appetite came from the depths of his mind.

Hungry.

So hungry.

At 1:32:24 in the morning on April 14, 2023, I was so hungry.

He couldn't help but open his mouth, and a pool of saliva seemed to leak out from the corner of his mouth, hitting the ground with a splash, making a splash-like pattern.

No, I can't eat it. I'm not an animal.

Don't eat it, you will die if you eat it.

The word "death" that emerged from his thoughts suddenly enlarged and occupied Yu Liang's mind. He also regained his senses. He quickly reached his hand to his mouth and bit down hard on the thick piece of meat from his thumb to the base of his palm. Put the two unpacked bags of feed into the birdcage with the other hand, and then close the door of the birdcage.

Fear welled up in his heart. Yu Liang didn't know what would happen if he really ate the feed, but he thought it wouldn't be a good thing.

When faced with the red feed, he almost lost all reason, and only the most primitive eating instinct of animals remained in his mind.

He lowered his head deeply and raised his eyes to look towards Lao Du. The other people present gathered around Lao Du and didn't pay much attention to Yu Liang, a newcomer with a holy mother's heart.

So Yu Liang took out a piece of paper from his pocket, wiped the traces of saliva around his mouth, and then walked towards the crowd and shouted to Xiao Zhize: "Xiao Zhize, help me again and hang the birdcage back up."

"Okay." Xiao Zhize nodded, and he came up excitedly to help Yu Liang, "I'll hold the birdcage outside the railing first, and you can hang it up on the pole."

Wu Yong looked at the two newcomers in Lao Du's team coldly, full of contempt.

The two newcomers are both virgins. If Lao Du hadn't been protecting them and couldn't survive for a day, what on earth did Lao Du expect from them? Becoming a scapegoat at a critical moment? But with Lao Du's strength, what kind of scapegoat does he want? Why do you have to find these two?

"It's done." After taking care of the two black birds, Yu Liang also breathed a sigh of relief. According to his expectation, he had changed the fate of the Hanhao Bird. The Hanhao Bird would not die of the cold and turn into a monster. Naturally There will be no resentment and going back to the past to seek revenge.

"Then let's go." Lao Du did not stop what Yu Liang and the two had just done. He only waited for them to handle these things before picking up the warm birdcage in his hands and preparing to leave.

The group of people gradually walked away, and there was movement in the bird cage outside the railing. A black bird easily broke the buckle on the cage door with its beak, then pushed up the cage door from the bottom up, and stretched its head out to keep it warm. Black cloth, its gaze is deep, as if it can penetrate the thick fog and fall on Yu Liang's body.

It stared at his back for a long time, until its eyes glowed with death, and until its body became completely stiff.

It was frozen to death.

Then it slid outward from the cage door, and the body was still floating like fallen leaves, smashed on the hillside, and shattered into ice crystals.

"Bang." The sound of the cage door falling was clear and clear. The other black bird in the cage looked there and tilted its head.

[The branch story has been triggered—I am a collector]

[Completed stamp collection: Hanhao Bird (Death)]

[Remarks: It is one of the theme activities of this park. If you collect any four stamps, you can go to Sweetheart Shop to redeem rewards. 】