The author's diary of ghost stories

"After putting on this blindfold, everything you see is what you want to see?" Lao Jiang straightened out Yu Liang's words and understood what he meant.

After settling Sun Xiufeng's matter, the two of them had returned to the security room. At this time, Yu Liang was sitting on the office chair, and Jiang Xiangdong was standing in front of him with a serious expression. He did not expect the illusion that had been cast on Yu Liang. For it to be so serious is something completely different that happened in another world.

"That's probably it." Yu Liang nodded. At this time, he also came to his senses. Just now, he directly substituted the common novel plot into reality. What he saw and felt was what he thought, but he was also confused. He had no idea what he was doing. When did you put on that evil blindfold?

Or maybe this has nothing to do with the eyepatch, it's just an easter egg, and everything is caused by its ability.

"Your mental state is a bit unstable now. Here are two sleeping pills. Have a good sleep." Jiang Xiangdong threw a small bottle to Yu Liang, "Sleeping is the best way to ensure safety. It has no way of affecting your sleeping state." people."

This is the most useful rule that they, the security guards, have discovered. Yu Liang has just been so affected by the truth that he learned the truth, so sleeping is the best choice.

"I know." Yu Liang accepted the two pills. He also understood that his current state was very strange. The strange feeling of being spied on still did not dissipate. He felt that his body was shaking with fear, but The source of the terror could not be found.

And the most important thing is that he felt as if his whole body was surrounded by a halo of intelligence. In this atmosphere, he couldn't concentrate on thinking at all.

After all, humans are still creatures controlled by hormones. They are creatures with limits, so they...

Wait, I almost got taken in again.

Yu Liang pinched himself and suddenly woke up. He shook his head to dispel the unworthy thoughts in his mind, and then looked at the sleeping pill in his hand. He knew that he must not take it, and he had to protect Jiang Xiangdong until dawn.

Wait, it seems like you can give Lao Jiang some?

He still remembered that the post-it note said that sleeping can ensure people's safety, so wouldn't it be enough to let Jiang Xiangdong stay in the security room and sleep tonight?

As long as you can hold on until dawn, the difficulty of the task will be greatly reduced.

Yu Liang cheered up instantly. He thought for a while and gave up the idea of ​​finding a few more sleeping pills for himself. Although it would ensure his own safety, he might lose more.

He must first find the "moon", otherwise there is no point in participating in this player game. Secondly, he must confirm that Jiang Xiangdong has been asleep for a long time. If Jiang Xiangdong wakes up first or has other accidents, he will most likely be rewarded when he wakes up. A "game failed" icon.

But before that, he had to confirm the location of the moon model in the performance hall. The sooner he could get the moon, the sooner he would feel more at ease.

"Lao Jiang, is there a moon model in the performance hall?" Yu Liang asked.

Jiang Xiangdong took a long breath and thought about it before replying: "It seems that there is such a one, which is matched with the sun in the day exhibition. The director originally planned to hold another night exhibition, but then something happened. It is really difficult to open the park at night. It was too dangerous, so I gave up. As for the moon, it should be placed in the junk warehouse now, what?"

"I saw it in my hallucination. It seems to hate the moon. It has other uses." Yu Liang said seriously, "I need to study it."

"Is that so? But that thing is not small." Jiang Xiangdong did not doubt what Yu Liang said. Under the pressure of "it", the trust and bond between people are deeper.

He touched his chin and suggested: "Does it have to be the big one? That one may be a little difficult to get, but the park gives away small sun models to visitors who participate in the Japanese exhibition, and there should also be moon models, but they are all kept in the warehouse. .”

"Small is fine, smaller is better." Yu Liang answered without hesitation. He was still worried about how to take the "moon" away. The size of the sun that he saw in the performance hall before was basically the same. It can only be pulled away with a trolley, which is very inconvenient.

So Jiang Xiangdong suggested: "Okay, it's only nine o'clock now, and the first patrol will be here at ten o'clock. Li Xuanzhi and I will go and take a look."

"No, I'll go with you." Yu Liang didn't want Jiang Xiangdong to leave his sight now. Even if Lao Jiang disappeared in front of him, he at least wanted to know how he disappeared.

"Ah? Okay." Jiang Xiangdong looked a little surprised, "Why have you suddenly become so diligent? In the past, it was as if I wanted to kill you if I wanted you to go out."

Yu Liang just laughed and passed. He put away the two sleeping pills and opened the drawer to take a look. The inner layer was his diary, and the outer layer was Jiang Xiangdong's candy box.

After seeing this thing, Yu Liang remembered that ordinary sleeping pills have a bitter taste. He couldn't put them directly in the water for Jiang Xiangdong to drink. He would have to wait for two bottles of drinks or something on the way. People who use sugar to quit smoking are easily addicted to sweets. Jiang Xiangdong shouldn't Will refuse drinks such as juice.

He opened the mezzanine of the diary, and there was no sticky note inside. This sticky note should have been affixed later.

[Yu Liang, do you really want to save him? 】

"?!"

There is an extra line of round fonts on the diary page.

Yu Liang stretched out his finger and touched the line of words to confirm that they were real words, a line of real words written with black ink pen.

In other words, after they left, it entered the security room and left this line.

While he was trying to figure out the meaning of this line of words, he couldn't understand it for a while.

Is it discussing something with itself or is it simply provocative and sarcastic?

Continuing to turn the pages, Yu Liang wanted to see if there were any words left in the diary, but he couldn't see any other writings after turning backwards, leaving only a continuous blank space.

No, this diary...

Why can't I turn over?

He grabbed the cover and kept turning back, but this diary was as endless as the legendary Book of Sand. Every page was blank. The overflowing blanks filled the world, completely swallowing him up in an instant.

【Show me what you are】

"Yu Liang!" Jiang Xiangdong's voice rang in his ears again. He grabbed Yu Liang's shoulders with both hands and shook them hard, and then saw Yu Liang's eyes shine again.

"Sorry, I was distracted again." Yu Liang felt a tightness in his chest and shortness of breath, and his body seemed to be much weaker. It was as if there was a ball of cotton in his mind blocking his blood vessels and blocking his thinking.

He grabbed the mirror on the table and looked at himself. His eyes were dim, the bags under his eyes were heavy, and his hair was messy, as if he hadn't slept for three or four days.

The photo on the Yu Liang employee card looks like this.

He now somewhat understands why the original person went completely crazy in the end. Being entangled by evil spirits is more terrifying than imagined. The interweaving of various hallucinations between true and false makes him feel exhausted. He has been exhausted physically and mentally after only doing this twice.

No, maybe it's not him in the mirror at all, it's just an illusion created by it. It wants him to feel that he can't hold on any longer. Isn't this a psychological suggestion?

"Your condition is a bit bad." Jiang Xiangdong's eyes were filled with concern, "I'll get the moon. You'd better take medicine and get some sleep quickly."

"No, I can hold on." Yu Liang shook his head resolutely. He was far from reaching his limit. He opened the diary again, and the writing he saw before was still on it. This line of writing should not be an illusion, except that There is one more sentence.

[Very interesting, you are much more interesting than a mouse]

The handwriting was left just now, and Yu Liang finally understood why he felt like he was being watched.

It is in this room and has never left.

Update with all our strength, and those who give up will be killed!

I saw two big guys starting a book in science fiction again. It seems they are at the same time as me. Hey, everyone, please keep up the reading. I really need to catch up on it. Just come and take a look every day. It’s cool.