The full moon is in the sky, and the stars are like dust.
In Ningfeng Villa, three night watchmen were sitting in the concierge warming themselves by the fire.
It was already late autumn, and the temperature in the mountains at night was already low, so it already felt like early winter.
In such weather, it is an indescribable enjoyment to be able to sit around the fire, drink a cup of hot tea and eat some snacks.
"Brother Zhang, there's still an hour until the next shift. Please take this time to tell us some stories."
"Yes, yes, Brother Zhang, tell us some exciting stories."
The two young night watchmen had eaten and drank enough and asked a middle-aged night watchman.
Lao Zhang took two puffs of cigarette, blew out a cloud of smoke, and said with a smile: "Exciting story, what do you mean by exciting story?"
"Ghost story!"
"Dirty stories!"
The two young night watchmen said in unison.
"Dirty story? Ghost story?" Lao Zhang asked with a smile, and then said: "I won't tell you the dirty story. Halfway through, you two boys have to go to the toilet, so let's tell a ghost story."
"Okay, good ghost story."
"The scarier the better."
The two young night watchmen nodded in agreement.
They dare to go out to do night patrol work, so they are naturally very courageous.
"Want to hear something scary?" Lao Zhang took two more puffs of cigarette, nodded and said, "Okay, then I will tell you a true legend about the mountains. I'm sure you will be so scared that you won't dare to go out tonight."
When the two young night watchmen heard this, they both became excited.
Ningfeng Villa is located just halfway up the mountainside of Anning Peak. At first glance, there are mountains outside. It is exciting to listen to such ghost stories.
"Before I start telling that story, I have something very important to explain to you two."
Suddenly, Lao Zhang's expression became extremely serious, he stopped smoking, and looked directly at the two of them.
The two of them were a little confused by him, and the smiles on their faces dropped, and they asked softly: "Brother Zhang, what's the matter?"
"Listen carefully, when I tell this story later, you must not look back, otherwise no one can guarantee that something strange will happen. Remember?"
Lao Zhang said in a low voice.
The two couldn't help but swallowed and nodded numbly.
"Once again, don't look back!"
After Lao Zhang explained it very solemnly, he slowly told the story.
"There once was a big mountain, and there was a small mountain village in the big mountain. There were about fifty families in the village, and all the people living there were honest and responsible people. They relied on the mountain and lived on the mountain, and their lives were quite stable."
"One day, a hunter in the village picked up a rag doll from the mountains. The mountain people were very surprised as to why there was such a thing in the deep mountains and old forests. They discussed it for a long time, but in the end no one could tell the reason.
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"Later, Orion gave the rag doll to the little girl in the village to play with, and the matter was over."
"But since then, strange things have happened in the village from time to time. Until one night in autumn, it suddenly snowed heavily in the mountains."
"Snowing in autumn is already weird, but what's even weirder is that a child's voice came from the distant mountains, singing a nursery rhyme. The content of the nursery rhyme is very scary."
Lao Zhang paused here.
The firelight in the stove flickered, making his face turn yellow and black.
The two young night watchmen no longer looked as calm and calm as before. They looked embarrassed and involuntarily leaned towards the stove.
One of them boldly asked: "Brother Zhang, what is the content of the nursery rhyme?"
Lao Zhang sneered, "How can anyone know the content of the nursery rhyme? Everyone who has heard that nursery rhyme has died."
The two of them shuddered at these words. After a while, the other person asked: "Brother Zhang, what happened in the village after the snow?"
"Dead people! Dead people one after another, each one more miserable than the last." Lao Zhang's voice was still cold.
When the two of them heard this, they both showed expressions of fear.
Seeing this, Lao Zhang lowered his voice again and said with great solemnity: "I'm going to talk about the important point next. You must never turn your head and look behind you. Do you remember it?"
"Yes Yes."
The two men responded tremblingly.
Lao Zhang said word by word: "The big mountain I just mentioned is actually Anning Mountain. The small mountain village is halfway up the mountainside of Anning Peak, which is where our Ningfeng Villa is now."
"ah?"
"this?"
There was an indistinct rumbling sound in the throats of the two of them, and their whole bodies were cold, as if they could feel something standing behind them.
Lao Zhang stared at the two of them blankly without saying a word.
There was total silence in the house, except for the crackling sound of wood burning in the stove.
Suddenly, Lao Zhang laughed, and his laughter was very strange.
The two young night watchmen were so frightened by this scene that they were covered in cold sweat and sat on their stools without daring to move.
"Hahaha!"
Lao Zhang clapped his thighs and burst into laughter. He laughed and said, "How about this story? Is this story exciting?"
"Damn, Brother Zhang, I really have you!"
The two finally came to their senses and realized that it was Brother Zhang who was playing tricks on them.
This story was not very scary at first, but Lao Zhang acted mysteriously and refused to look back, and emphasized that the original site of Ningfeng Villa was a small mountain village, which frightened them half to death.
"But having said that, our Ningfeng Villa was indeed built on an abandoned mountain village. It may be because of this that some evildoers made up such a ghost story."
Seeing that his trick was successful, Lao Zhang explained it with a proud look on his face, then took back the pipe next to him and started smoking.
However, at this moment, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped a lot.
The three of them sat by the fire and felt chilled all over, as if they were in the cold winter.
"What's going on? Is there not enough fire?"
The two young night watchmen fiddled with the stove in front of them, while Lao Zhang got up and walked towards the door.
After opening the door and looking around for a while, he shouted out loud: "Why...why is it snowing so hard?!"
"What?"
"Snowing?"
The two young night watchmen felt cold and rushed to the door.
Sure enough, it was completely white outside, and the sky was filled with dense snowflakes.
The moon and stars in the sky have long since disappeared, and even the flowers, birds, insects and beasts in the mountains and forests seem to have suddenly died and no longer make any sound.
The whole world fell into complete silence.
However, in this suffocating and desperate silence, there was a sound of nursery rhymes coming from the distant mountains.
"It hurts so much. It hurts so much. The cowherd boy in Anning Mountain cried out that it hurt. The old scalper asked where it hurt. The bad boy cut my throat and made me unable to speak."
"I hate that, I hate that. The Weaver Girl in Anning Mountain cried and shouted that I hate it. The little cat asked what I hate? The bad doll chopped off my hands and feet so that I can't weave."
"It's so scary, so scary. The woodcutter in Anning Mountain cried and shouted, "It's scary." The crow asked why he was scared. The bad doll hung me up on a high tree so that I could no longer move."
"Come on, come on, come on, the landlord of Anning Mountain is crying and shouting, come on. The spider asks why come on? The bad boy makes it snow heavily in autumn, and spring will not come."
"The horror, the horror, the mountain people of Anning Mountain cried and said the horror. The snake asked what is the horror? The bad doll has unlocked the seal, and the thing that swallows everything will come today..."