When I was still in school, there was a girl at the desk in front of me who looked like a fish-like girl.

She has smart eyes, clear voice, and always smells good on her body. I have a secret crush on her, but I am too shy to express it.

Unexpectedly, she disappeared unexpectedly during a class spring outing and mountain climbing. The teacher immediately called the field search and rescue team, and I tried to be a hero and sneaked into the mountains to search for her, but almost lost myself. Finally, the search and rescue team found me late at night, but she just disappeared.

The news was lost.

After this incident, every time I recalled that night, I couldn't help but imagine that I was the front desk, wandering hungrily in the late-night mountain forest. The call and light of the search and rescue team came faintly from a distance, and I shouted at the top of my lungs.

and chased me, but could not close the distance no matter what. In the end, the sound and light went away, and I was abandoned forever in that lonely and gloomy world.

This extremely terrifying imagination accompanied me through countless tossing and turning nights like an evil spirit haunting me.

Five years have passed. I have entered a university in other provinces and cities and returned to my hometown of Liucheng during the summer vacation. The mountain that once carved a gloomy memory for me is located on the outskirts of Liucheng. The last time I checked the route back home, I noticed that I took the

The train happened to pass by here, and I had a plan to revisit my hometown. At this moment, I was already on this train. When I dozed off on the seat, the sound of the train announcement woke me up in time.

I:

"The next stop is Wumingshan Station, open the door on the left, and please give up your love seats to passengers in need..."

I simply collected myself and got off the train as soon as it arrived at the station. I walked through the turnstile and exit, and took a taxi to the foot of the mountain. It was noon, it was still summer, and the sun was hot.

It was very spicy, and I had to climb a mountain again, so I gave up. But giving up halfway is the worst thing. I still cheered myself up secretly, and then went to a small store first, bought a few bottles of water and put them in my backpack.

As a hydration supplement.

At this moment, something bizarre happened. If I were a writer of ghost stories, I would probably spread the word about it.

Just as I turned to leave, the store owner stopped me and said, "You want to climb Wuming Mountain?"

"Yes."

Wuming Mountain is the name of that mountain. I heard that there are countless mountains with this name across the country, but this is still a natural scenic spot. In my hometown of Liucheng, many people who like outings and picnics will come here at least once.

The store owner opened the drawer on the inside of the counter, took out a photo from it and handed it over. At the same time, he said, "My friend's daughter disappeared in the mountains. If you see me later, can you help me?"

I didn't agree immediately, but took the photo first and then looked down at it.

It was this weird photo that shocked me beyond expectations.

I can't help but be surprised. Although this photo is just a frontal photo of a girl, this girl's face is very similar to my front desk that has been missing for many years. She has medium-long black hair, a pretty face, and a white hairpin on the side.

Carnation hair accessories are reminiscent of budding flowers in spring. The difference is that the girl in the photo is obviously a young girl who is still in elementary school.

Are the shop owner’s friends the parents at the front desk? Are they still looking for their missing daughter? If that’s the case, why did you use a photo of her when she was still in elementary school?

"This girl..."

"This little girl disappeared a month ago. I heard that she got lost while hiking and picnicking with her parents on an unknown mountain." The shop owner sighed with sympathy. "Her parents were so anxious that they searched for her on the mountain like crazy. I also went to help.

I was too busy, but I couldn't find it. I don't know if it was abducted by someone."

"She disappeared a month ago? Wasn't it five years ago?" I looked at the photo again and again in confusion, "How old is she this year?"

"Ten years old." The store owner looked at me suspiciously, "What's the problem?"

"My classmate also disappeared here five years ago. They look very similar...I'm sorry, I misunderstood."

"Really? This mountain is quite evil." The shop owner did not pursue the question, "Anyway, I'll leave it to you. It's not too much trouble. Just pay attention when passing by."

"OK."

I walked out of the store and kept looking at photos on the way up the mountain.

This missing young girl is really similar to the former desk clerk. But once I found out that they were not the same person, I felt at a loss. It has been five years since I last saw the desk clerk, and her voice and smile gradually faded away in my heart. Maybe.

The two are only similar in spirit, and the details of their appearance are not that similar.

But I still can't let it go, and even so, I have to focus on the matter at hand first.

I walked towards the top of the mountain step by step along the mountain road that had been beaten by wind and rain for many years.

The reason why I decided to revisit my hometown this time was not only based on a sudden whim before returning home, but also to untie the knot that I have had for many years. Even though I live in the city, I can't help but reappear it in my consciousness.

The horror of that dark mountain forest has accumulated for countless sleepless nights. Even if it is said to be a mental illness, it is not an exaggeration. The solution strategy I came up with after calm thinking is to "climb the unknown mountain in reality."

Fortunately, Wuming Mountain is not a mountain that is difficult to climb. As long as you follow the steps, even students who come here for spring and autumn outings can climb to the top. Needless to say, I will neither choose to climb the mountain late at night nor intentionally deviate from the mountain trail. To put it bluntly,

, this is a disenchantment, a "ceremony" to purify the dirt from one's heart. If you put yourself in danger for this, it is to sacrifice the first and the last, so everything must be kept within a safe zone.

As for what else is unsettling...perhaps it would be superstitious to list it as a factor of uneasiness, but I have had strange dreams with the same scenario many times recently.

During this period of time, I often had this strange dream. Calling it a strange dream could not wash away the suspicion of eroticism, which made it difficult for me to express my feelings to others. The background of the dream was that very familiar mountain forest, with a full moon hanging high and a silver light.

It spread lightly on the branches and grass. I crouched in the bushes, hugging a soft and pale female body tightly and doing all kinds of things.

Anyone who hears about this will first label it as an erotic dream, but I insist on saying that this is a "strange dream", and of course there is a reason for it. The strange thing about this dream is that I knew very clearly in the dream,

The person hugging each other tightly, or to be precise, this thing of unknown origin - is definitely not a human being. Just looking at the pale skin, one can tell that even if this is really a human being, it must not be a living person.

Rather, they are like ghosts and ghosts in horror movies.

From a psychological point of view, dreams are a reflection of the human heart, and all dreams happen for a reason. Therefore, I can’t help but wonder if the thing that appeared in my dream could be the reflection of the front table in my dream that has been missing for many years.

?Because I thought the front table was dead, so it visited my dream like a female ghost? In the dream, I was so intoxicated with it, which means that my secret love for the front table has not disappeared?

If we change it from the perspective of superstitious narrative, how should we interpret this dream? Is the front desk resenting that I can be rescued alone, but I can only stay in the endless dark mountain forest, so I want to harm me in the dream? If so,

How could it become such an erotic dream?

I have no way of knowing, and the unknown is most disturbing.

With this unspeakable uneasiness, I finally encountered an even more bizarre incident.

Many things will be revealed to people in the end, and people should question their good premonitions and pay attention to their bad premonitions. I think when I saw that bizarre photo, I should probably be fully alert and understand myself

I was standing outside the door of a bizarre event; however, instead of being vigilant, I stepped in on my own, which was really my own fault. On my way up the mountain, I inadvertently crossed the line between sanity and madness.

What suddenly made me aware of the drastic change in the situation was a gust of cold wind that was inconsistent with the season. This gust of wind blew hard across my exposed face, neck and arms, and finally brought me back to reality from my muddy inner world.

.It turns out that I didn’t know when, I had deviated from the safe mountain road and walked to a place where there was no trace of human beings.

And what frightened me from the bottom of my heart was that the sky at this time actually turned completely dark, and the silver full moon hung high in the night. It seemed that an invisible hand was quietly moving the earth, causing the afternoon and evening to flash by quickly.

In a blink of an eye, God came to the dark world, to the old night where I hungrily wandered in the mountains and forests, and the old night that scares me to this day.

My hands and feet were cold as I stood there, and even my heartbeat seemed to have stopped for a second or two.

Everything he could see was darkness, and he could only vaguely see the shadows of the trees through the moonlight. In his ears, there was only the sound of his own gentle breathing, his heartbeat, the friction of clothes, the noise of the wind blowing the leaves, and the tinny and harsh chirping of insects.

I knew the movement of some animal crossing the bushes. For a moment, I didn't dare to make any movement for fear of disturbing something.

However, just standing there stupidly couldn't make the situation any better, so after a long time, I took a few deep breaths to comfort myself, and reluctantly thought about how to handle myself next. At this time, I thought of my mobile phone, took out a

Look, the screen actually shows that it is ten o'clock in the evening.

Did I stay idle for more than eight hours before? How is that possible?

And to my great disappointment, but also what I expected, the symbol outside the circle was also displayed in the upper right corner of the screen, and I walked to an area not covered by the signal without even noticing. The same was true five years ago, no matter how many times I looked at my phone

They are all outside the circle, as if to tell me that this place is no longer the world.

Is this really not a reenactment of a nightmare? Is there such a weird thing? Do I really want to accept such a bizarre reality?

I really don’t know what I should do. However, no matter how unwilling I am, I can only try my best to convince myself to face the reality instead of standing there stupidly and complaining "How is this possible?"

"There is no search and rescue team coming to find me this time, and I am not the boy I was then. I must muster the courage to save myself."

I used the lighting function of my mobile phone to illuminate the grass and tried to find the traces I left along the way to return to the mountain trail.

As I walked, a wonderful intuition arose spontaneously. I couldn't help but look at the darkness ahead repeatedly. I don't know if it was an hallucination caused by my chaotic mind, but I vaguely felt that there was some kind of guidance in the dark.

, to take me deeper into the forest.

To be honest, I didn't want to follow any invisible guidance in this magical environment, but the traces on the grass seemed to be in the same direction, so I had to move forward with doubts.

The further I moved forward, the stronger my intuition became and the more uneasy I became.

Not long after, I came to a piece of grass that looked very familiar.

After just one glance, my eyes were firmly attracted to it. This grassland and the nearby terrain were very similar to the place where I had crazy sex with that thing in my strange dream.

However, what really caught my eye was not the place, but what was there.

That's not something that appears in strange dreams and makes love to me.

Instead, it was an extremely strange figure.

He can only be referred to by the word "human figure". This figure is completely black, and it seems that the human shadow that was originally just a flat surface has been presented in a three-dimensional form, and the body is surrounded by flies like a swarm of flies gathered next to a dead body.

The black mist particles made it difficult for me to see the outline of his figure clearly. Especially at night like this, the only light sources were the high-hanging silver full moon and my mobile phone. It was difficult to see clearly this dark figure.

It's not easy for this guy to be real. However, even though he looks so unlike a human being, I had a strong idea for no reason - unlike the thing in the strange dream that looked like a human but was actually inhuman, he

It looks inhuman, but is actually human.

Moreover, he is still an extremely dangerous, crazy, and depraved person. As a human being, I don’t want to face him no matter what, and I can’t accept that there are such people in this world - there is such a voice screaming in my heart.

shouted.

Demon-this extremely clear word appeared in my consciousness at the same time.

When I had this idea, he finally made a move. I saw him slightly adjusting the angle of his posture and pointing his face towards me, obviously looking at me. From a distance of more than ten meters, he
To be continued...