Ling Jiushi up Ruan Baijie on the back, and the rest of the people, are divided into three on the back of the heavy wood.
The road was slippery in the snow, so everyone walked carefully.
Bear lacquer held the oil lamp in front of the road, beckoning everyone to take their time.
Originally, the snow was just a little bit of falling, but on the way back, the snow suddenly became big, such as a goose feather, fluttering and sprinkling all over the sky.
Ruan Baijie is not heavy, Ling Jiushi up carrying her is easy, he looked down at the foot of the road carefully, step by step and walk forward.
The wind is getting bigger and bigger, and even to some harsh degree, the falling snow blocked most of Ling Jiushi's vision, he began to see some people in front of him.
This feeling is very bad, Ling nine pick up the pace of micro-ton, is about to stop, but heard the Ruan Baijie voice, she said: "Don't stop, continue to go."
Lingjiu pick up wen speech had to move on.
However, the more he went forward, the more he felt something was wrong, at first Ling Jiushi up thought it was too cold to be frozen confused, but as the road gets farther and farther, he finally perceived the source of the sense of violation.
Too light, the people behind him are too light, as if there is no weight in general, Ling Jiu Shi swallowed a bit of saliva, and tried to send the people on the back up.
It was not his illusion, the person lying on his back was very light, like a paper paste, although the form was all there, but it was weightless. Ling Jiushi forehead from a thin layer of sweat, he called: "Bai Jie."
There was no sound.
"Bai Jie." Lingjiu continued to call.
'What's the matter? Ruan Baijie put his face to Lingjiu pick up on the neck, her face is cold, the skin is wet and soft, gave Lingjiu pick up a not very good association, she said, "you call me what to do."
"It's all right." Ling Jiushi way, "Just ask you cold is not cold."
"I'm not cold." "It's not cold at all," Ms. Nguyen said.
Ling Jiushi dare not stop, before he has been buried in walking, at this time to look around, but found himself and the people in front of a long distance.
In the heavy snow, he could only faintly see the dim oil lamp in front of him and a few backs walking in the wind and snow, and what he carried on his back seemed not to be Ruan Baijie, but something else.
Ling nine pick slightly bite teeth.
"You're shaking." The things on the back have the same voice as Ruan Baijie, she gently, softly said, "Are you cold?"
"Just fine." Ling Jiushi up the way, "just a little cold."
"Do you want to go somewhere that's not cold?" "She asked." Somewhere warm, where it doesn't snow and it doesn't get dark."
Ling Jiu Shi thought next is he should ask what place, but he did not want to ask this question, so simply silent down.
"Why aren't you talking?" "She said.
"Because I was thinking." Ling nine pick up dry answer.
"What are you thinking?" she asked.
Ling Jiushi's footsteps stopped for a moment, loudly said: "I'm thinking how to throw you down!" When he said this, he gave up in an instant, and then, without looking back, he ran away.
It was clear that he had made the right choice, because after he had let go, he did not hear any heavy objects landing - it was definitely not a person.
Ling Jiushi up the foot running, holding the gap toward the back of a look. The sight almost gave him a heart attack. I saw the thing that was thrown down by him, the body lifeless lying on the snow, and the neck is getting longer and longer, extending all the way toward his wild direction, and the head with black hair is rubbing in the snow, tilting the head to ask him: "Why do you want to leave me, you don't like me the most?"
Ling Jiushi up angry: "I fucking like your head -"
Longer and longer head: "..."
Lingjiu pick up never dare to stop their own pace, just to quickly catch up with the front partner. But to his despair, no matter how fast he ran, the figures and lights in front of him did not come any closer, as if he were chasing the mirage of a dream.
And that thing behind him, it's getting closer and closer.
Finished, when that thing was about to catch up with him, Ling Jiushi up despair in his heart. At that moment, however, his foot seemed to trip over something, and he fell heavily to the ground.
'Good heavens! Ling Jiushi fell a dog shit, and even ate a big bite of snow, but this movement made him feel something pulled out of his body, and then he felt someone lifted him directly from the snow.
"Ling Jiu Shi, Ling Jiu Shi, you can not ah, I have so heavy?" It's Nguyen Baijie's voice.
Ling Jiushi up difficult from the ground, turned his head, and saw the girl squatting next to him who was poking his cheek with his fingers.
And Xiong Lacquer is the one who lifted Ling Jiushi out of the snow, he said: "All right?"
Ling Jiu Jie long exhaled: "I fucking thought I was dead."
Ruan Baijie tilted his head: "Why?"
Ling Jiushi simply talked about what happened just now, said that it was good that the last trip, or afraid is already cold.
"Oh," he said. Ruan Baijie said, "I said why did you fall, I thought I was too heavy."
Ling Jiu Shi: "OK, not particularly heavy."
Ruan Baijie curved the corners of her mouth.
Xiong Lacquer said: "hurry up, they are going to go down the hill, the day is going to be dark, we also have to hurry."
Ling Jiu Shi nodded, and when he got up, he felt a little pain in his knee, estimated that he was injured when he fell to the ground just now. But he did not mention it, but follow the bear paint they continue to go, originally he also wanted to carry Ruan Baijie, and finally was Ruan Baijie refused, said Ling Jiushi up too thin, he carried the chest.
Ling Jiushi up after listening to the faint whisper asked: "Do you have chest..." Just carrying Ruan Baijie when he felt Ruan Baijie's chest a flat, completely without any soft feeling.
Ruan Baijie heard Lingjiu pick up this sentence is angry, airway: "Well, well, your chest you say first!"
Ling Jiushi: "..."
Three people speed up the pace, want to catch up with the people in front, but at this time, Ling Jiushi up heard a terrible scream.
"Did you hear that?" Ling nine pick up ask, he worried that this is his illusion.
"Yes." The bear's face turned black. "Hurry up, something's wrong."
The three men ran straight away, and when they reached the front, they saw a terrible sight.
Two of the three people who originally carried the wood died, their bodies were directly smashed into two halves by the wood, and the most terrible thing is that although the body is broken, they are still conscious, with blood in their mouths, and they cannot stop screaming and calling for help.
The other one lay limp on the ground, his pants wet, and his mouth broke down, crying: "Help - help -"
'What's the matter? What's going on?" Bear lacquer asked. Xiao Ke said: "They were walking on the road, but suddenly they both let go, and the wood fell directly on the waist of the first two people."
Before Xiong could speak, the remaining survivor got up from the ground and started running, crying, "A ghost! Help! A ghost!"
Before they could react, they watched him run and disappear into the snow.
And the two remaining on the ground, also dying, saw the breath.
"What can I do?" The women in the group began to cry, wailing endlessly, "Are we all going to die here?"
The bear's painted beard was covered with snow, and he sighed with a calm expression. "Come on," he said, "carry the wood back first."
This wood hit people, who still dare to carry, everyone refused to move, and finally Lingjiu pick up the initiative to come out and bear paint together to carry the wood covered with blood.
On the way back, everyone was very silent, and fortunately, there was no accident.
The two men took the wood to the carpenter first. The old carpenter was not surprised to see the blood on the wood, and did not even ask a question, but reminded them in a hoarse voice: "There are still two."
Bear paint and Lingjiu pick did not speak, turned back to the residence.
The fall of the wood is really strange, there must be something at work. Ling Jiushi up feel that he dodged a bullet, he looked at the fire in front of him, hair, the whole person is in a dazed state.
Ruan Baijie sat next to him and suddenly said, "I want to eat noodles."
"HMM." Ling Jiushi said, "I'll rest for a while."
Ruan Baijie said, "What's wrong with you, are you tired?"
"No, I'm just trying to figure out what I'm here for." Ling Jiushi said, "Originally I was living well in the original place, but suddenly one day I walked out of the house and found twelve iron doors in the corridor, and then I opened one of them..."
Ruan Baijie listened quietly.
"And then it showed up here." Ling Jiushi said, "Does the iron gate mean only fear and torture?"
"I don't think it's meaningful to think about it now," Ms. Ruan said as she laughed. "But maybe it wasn't torture."
Ling Jiushi: "What is that?"
"Maybe." Ruan Baijie looks gentle, "means new life."
Ling nine picks up a frown.
They were now alone in the living room, while the others had gone to their rooms to rest. Everyone was tired after what had happened today, so Bearlacquer decided to wait an hour before discussing what to do next. Say how to do, in fact, everyone knows that if you want to leave here early, you should go to cut the tree or you have to go, even if the next time you cut the tree, there may be more horrible things.
"Go ahead." Nguyen Baijie, "I'm hungry."
Ling Jiushi up and went to the kitchen.
Ruan Baijie looked at his back, showing a smile of unknown meaning.
Noodles taste good, two people after eating, everyone also rest almost. So they gathered again in the living room and began to discuss the way forward.
"They must have been caught in a nightmare on their way down the mountain." "I saw the first two people stop for a moment," said Zhang Zishuang, a calmer member of the group than the others.
"There are so many different ways to die here that it doesn't matter how they die." Xiong Lacquer said bluntly, "Now the problem is the conditions of death."
Whether it is to cut trees, or to carry wood, or to travel in the snow, it may be the conditions for ghosts to kill.
"The elimination method." Xiao Ke said, "Everyone cut down the tree, but only the three of them carried the wood."
"Then why is it okay for me and bear to carry wood?" Ling Jiu asked.
"There are two possibilities, one is to carry the tree, and the second is that there are other conditions." Xiong Qi said, "Because there is a limit to the number of ghosts that can kill each day, it is impossible to kill all of us in one go." This is also why he will have the courage to carry the wood and Ling Jiushi up together the reason.
"But how do you verify it?" Xiao Ke asked.
"Why verify it?" Ruan Baijie playing with his hair, very not giving face to say, "as long as to avoid these conditions is not on the line, the cost of verification failure we can't afford to pay."
"Oh," he said. Xiao Ke cold should sound. Her attitude to Ruan Baijie has not been very good, weekdays are indifferent, also right, Ruan Baijie this beautiful and occasionally like to make a sister, sometimes always not very popular with same-sex people.
"Then no one will carry the tree tomorrow." "Let's get a tool and drag the wood down the hill."
Others agree.
"What about the man who got away?" Another person asked, is worried about the emotional breakdown of the teammate, "just leave him?"
"How?" Teammate Zhang Zishuang said, "Look at the sky outside, it will soon be dark, what will happen after dark is not good to say, you go to take your life to find?"
Everyone fell silent and agreed with him.
In such a world, everyone's life is not guaranteed, to survive is already a very luxury thing, let alone to save the lives of others.
"Come on, get some rest. We have to continue tomorrow." Bear paint finished talking stood up ready to go back to the room.
Ruan Baijie is looking at the weather outside, said: "I don't know whether the snow will stop tomorrow."
It turned out to be a prophecy.
It snowed all night and showed no sign of stopping in the morning.
Someone died about yesterday, nothing terrible happened last night, and we managed to make it through the night.
The snow was so heavy that it was difficult to even go out, let alone cut down trees and bring them back. However, the ghosts in the dark were obviously more frightening than the bad weather, so even though the weather was bad, no one ever suggested delaying a day.
Silent morning, silent start, everyone seems to have lost the ability to talk because of what happened yesterday.
The only one who stayed in shape was Ruan Baijie, who walked in the snow, humming as if this trip were just not enough to travel.
Ling Jiushi: Why do you like noodles so much?
Ruan Baijie: No, I just like to eat your bottom.
Ling Jiushi: HMM?
Ruan Baijie: Oh, it's the lower side.