My sister thought carefully about my words and became extremely frightened. She believed and admitted that her best friend Lin Shanyue was a problematic person.
"Xiao Xia, do you want me to attend the invitation tomorrow night?" My sister, who is usually very opinionated, lost her confidence at this time and looked at me, asking for my opinion.
"Of course I want to go." I smiled slightly and replied affirmatively.
"But if it's like you said, wouldn't I just fall into a trap?"
"Sister, it's okay. I'm here. I'll go with you tomorrow. I'm sure she won't care about me."
I am afraid of those illusory things, but I am not afraid of people at all.
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
…
It is said that the dark night accepts all the loneliness and confusion in the world. After the soul is purified in the dark night, everything in the world will become quiet again.
Eleven o'clock at midnight passed quietly. Although my mind was filled with some unrealistic fantasy images, I still couldn't stand the instigation of my eyelids. I was so sleepy that I lay down on the sofa and fell asleep.
The same goes for my sister.
The strange thing is that I, who had not dreamed for a year, just fell into a deep sleep and soon fell asleep.
In my dream, I was walking in a dark and confused forest, and a pale white moon hung on the horizon, looking bleak.
In the already dark forest, against the backdrop of the pale white slanting moon, it became a bit more strange and mysterious. However, this forest... seemed very familiar.
It was a dream I had repeated for three years a year ago! I didn’t expect that after a year, I would actually come to this ghost place again.
I still remember that in the last dream, I was scared to death, thinking that I was being sucked into the hell gate.
The world is full of twists and turns, and now I have come to this dreamland again. What secret does it hide? What is it trying to tell me again? Is it just scaring me again like before?
The human-shaped dead tree still stood upright as if it had been decapitated, but the corpse of the Miaoman woman in red hanging on the tree was missing.
The imaginary road that I defined as leading to hell and the white crow were also never seen again.
On the other hand, the old castle still stands like the light moon in another corner of the dark forest.
In the hazy night that resembles moonlight and mist and drizzle, its mysterious and strange back is illuminated, making it even more desolate and desolate.
To be honest, I am scared and curious about this castle every time I come here.
Curious about what's hidden inside it?
Is it the devil who lives there, the gate to hell, or the castle that controls the underworld... In short, I made unrealistic guesses in my mind, and my footsteps moved towards the castle without control.
Boom!
Suddenly, an ancient and heart-shaking sound of ancient bells came from the old castle. It resounded in my heart and shook my soul. It scared me so much that I stopped moving forward.
Between heaven and earth, there was a melody that I seemed to understand, and it was a woman's voiceless voice, which seemed to be better than the swan song of nature.
"'Good' and 'evil', 'joy' and 'despair', 'love' and 'hate', everything takes root, sprouts, blossoms and bears fruit from here. Where there is light, there is darkness, where there is frustration, there is prosperity, truth
Hypocrisy is bred, and hypocrisy is hidden in the truth. The door of destiny slowly opens, and the same is true for the numerous encounters and separations in the world..."
This sound... I am fascinated by it.
Yes, the fate of the world is just like the smoke that escapes. Whether you care about frustration, whether you are painful or happy, whether you love or hate, it will not change because of your emotions.
What.
People seem to be free and at ease, but secretly, from the day you were born, everything you have in this mortal world has been destined.
Some people may argue that birth, old age, illness and death are normal, but if you change your thinking a little, aren't birth, old age, illness and death a manifestation of our destiny?
No matter how much money you have in your family, whether you have the power in the world, or how famous you are, in the end, you will end up dying and growing old, no matter where you came from.
This enlightenment made me feel like I had a sudden enlightenment.
However, fate? It begins when we are born. Since we are born in the world of mortals, what kind of fate we choose, fate incarnates everything we experience, and within a small area, we are still in our own hands.
Maybe this is our life!
I thought like this, and suddenly I felt relieved about the fate of my life and life that I was so afraid of before.
Facing such a spooky and strange environment, although I still felt instinctive fear in my heart, my mind seemed to be detached, and I actually smiled rarely in front of this environment.
I picked up my steps and walked quickly towards the castle.
…
At the other end of the castle, next to the ancient bronze bell, sat a young girl with her hair dancing in the wind.
She was wearing a red dress, and her feet were swinging wildly. However, her face could not be seen clearly from any angle. Only a pair of shining eyes looked at everything around her, and she sang softly.
, the sound is like the sound of nature.
"It's time for you to accept your punishment. It will be 700 years in fifteen minutes. The person who picks you up has arrived, and you will be free from now on."
Suddenly, a voice without temperature rang in her ears, and even as the voice came, the temperature of the surrounding air seemed to condense.
"The Swiss franc is here."
The young girl seemed not to have heard the chill in these cold words, and walked towards the castle with great joy.
A piece of white silk on her hand flew out of thin air and hung on the beam of the castle. Then she stood on the stool, kicked off her feet, and hung herself.
This was the death penalty she had to accept for seven hundred years.
…
The castle seemed to be right in front of me, but after passing through the dense thorny jungle, it still took me half an hour to reach the gate of the castle.
When I got closer to the castle, I was still stunned by the towering height of the castle. At the same time, I was also frightened by the few rays of light emanating from the castle.
Because the source of this light is a terrifying skull, just like purgatory in the movie.
No, they are the skulls of dead people, whose skin has been skinned and their flesh shaved off, and made into this kind of lamp that emits a ghostly light.
There was a smell of corpses corroding and burning everywhere.
"Swiss, you're here!"
As I was trembling, a familiar and clear voice came from the castle.
"It's the voiceless voice of a woman singing the sounds of nature." Suddenly, I came to my senses and headed towards the castle.
Because the sound seemed weak, as if something was strangled around the neck and it was difficult to make it.
"This?" When I walked into the old castle, through the dim light emitted by the terrifying skull, I actually saw a girl in red hanging, especially her eyes, which were surprisingly emitting a strange light, which made me laugh.
I can't see the face clearly.
I was so frightened that I kept moving back and my body began to tremble.
"Swiss franc." The female corpse hanging on Bai Ling whose face could not be seen clearly uttered a voiceless voice.
"Are you... a human or a ghost?" I was so frightened that my whole body trembled. My previous state of mind had been sublimated. In this weird atmosphere, I felt vulnerable.
Yes, I am really scared. I am afraid that I will die here. I am afraid of seeing this thing that makes me uneasy. I am afraid...my mind is filled with fear.
"Swiss Lang, don't you remember me? The first time you met me, you fell into the lotus pond in order to see my face clearly. Hee hee!" When I was stunned, the woman with the white silk ribbon said,
The way of spitting out Orchid.
"The moss is thick and the grass is deep, and the leaves fall with the autumn wind. In August, butterflies dance, and their wings fly together in the Western Garden. They are accompanied by the bright moon, and they are accompanied by the stars in their clothes. I send you a happy message from a close friend, and we will never go against each other if we are of the same mind."
"The first four sentences were written by you, and the last four sentences were written by me. Swiss Lang, don't you remember? Put me down first. I'm so tired. I've been waiting here for seven hundred years, and I'm finally waiting for you.
."
I don't know when I saw clearly the beautiful female corpse in red who spoke with a voiceless voice. She had an alluring face that could confuse the common people, and she also smiled shyly at me.
Seeing the cholera-stricken smile on the face of this beautiful female corpse, I was so frightened that I lost my mind, my eyes were dull, and my soul was about to collapse.
Although it was a little difficult for her to speak, it was obvious that she was very happy.
"Swiss Lang, why are you still so timid? Don't be afraid, I won't harm you."
I don't know when I came to my senses, and I muttered incoherently: "'Swiss franc'?" The moss is thick and the grass is deep, and the leaves fall with the autumn wind. In August, the butterflies dance, flying together in the West Garden. They live together with the bright moon.
I am accompanied by all the stars in my clothes. I am sending you a message of joy from my close friends, and we will never go against each other if we are of the same mind.'"
Isn't this the poem Zhang Sheng wrote in the butterfly shed where he first met Cui Yingying? There is also Zhang Gong, whose courtesy name is Junrui, and she calls me Ruifang.
"What is going on? Did I travel to a TV series in this dream? Wait, I don't know Cui Yingying's face, but isn't this the makeup version of my sister dressed in ancient costume?"
Oh my god, at this moment, my heart is in a mess.
"Rui Lang, please put me down! Xiaoxia, please put my sister down!"
At this time, I was not scared, but was confused by her two voices. However, seeing her being strangled until she couldn't breathe, I didn't care whether she was my sister or the so-called ancient Cui Yingying.
He went forward and immediately hugged her off the white silk.