I hurried home to get some necessities, and then directly chartered a car and rushed to that small town. I didn’t pay attention to the driver’s chats along the way. I only thought about where my parents were now, what happened to me, and what happened to me.

I don't know who made that call or what they heard on the phone.

, but based on all the signs, I think it is very likely that the two old people came to look for the old house, and they came here without telling me, and they left in a hurry. I don’t know what happened here. Now

I just hope they are all safe, and I must stop them before they do.

Because I was speechless along the way, the driver drove very fast. Although I set off much later than the two old people, after arriving at the town, I looked at the time. If they really came here to look for their old house,

Then they must have arrived only two hours earlier than me. There are not many hotels in the town. I went in one after another to ask, but I didn't find out their whereabouts. The long-distance bus was parked there. It's a pity.

The driver could not be found, there was no contact information, and there was no way to ask if there were two old people like this sitting in their car. There were only two possibilities, either they did not come here at all, or they did not care about the fatigue along the way.

I didn't even bother to rest, so I set off all the way to find the old house. No matter what the situation was, I had to rush there immediately. I couldn't let anything happen to them.

I finally had to face the old house again. In addition to the worry and anxiety caused by the two old people, I also felt a deep fear. This fear was different from the past. After I read the so-called old ancestor’s writing

After the letter, I thought I knew the truth of the matter. Although I was still afraid, at least I understood the whole story. But because of that strange dream and what I saw and heard in the dream, I suddenly

I feel that behind the truth I know, there seems to be some secret that I don't know about.

Fifty-five doors, strange voices in dreams, the mysterious author Fool Mao who wrote all my stories, what else do I not know about this?

I hurriedly purchased some batteries and other things. I couldn’t buy any good stuff in a small place. And as long as I could find the two old people, I would take them home immediately. I would never go to that old house in the mountains again.

So I didn’t buy a lot of things, and I didn’t find out anything from the shop owners when I was buying things.

What useful news. It seems that the two old people didn't even buy the necessary equipment here, or that the two old people who had never been out often didn't know that they needed to bring these things. This made me more and more anxious and spent a high price.

I hired a car to take me to the mountain pass, then turned on my flashlight and walked forward.

It was almost early winter, especially in the mountains. It felt even colder. I climbed up a high stone and stood on tiptoe to look forward, hoping to see a bright light in the distance. Maybe it was the two old men walking forward.

.Unfortunately, even though my neck was sore, I could only see darkness in front of me. I had no choice but to get off the stone and walk towards the old house in the mountains.

The leaves of many trees on the mountain have withered and fallen, and they make a rustling sound when you step on them. It sounds particularly scary in such an environment. It seems that the sound does not come from under your feet, but from behind you, or from behind you.

in front, or a corner you can’t see

Luo. I kept cheering myself up and tried not to think about the things that made me panic. At this moment, I suddenly stopped. To my right, I seemed to see a faint light in the grass.

, I looked around with a flashlight, and suddenly goosebumps appeared on my back.

I am very familiar with this place. Last time I stayed here for a while, and then I saw a doll hanging on the tree. Now I am alone in the mountains late at night, and the bright thing is under the tree.

I hesitated for a while, only to feel that my legs were starting to become weak, but I gritted my teeth and pointed the flashlight at the tree. Many leaves on the tree had fallen, and the strange-shaped trunks and branches were under the illumination of the flashlight.

It looked indescribably ferocious, but luckily there was no doll hanging on it, which made me sigh in relief.

I easily broke off a branch from a small tree on the side of the road, walked cautiously toward the light, and then gently flicked it with the branch. Only then did I realize that the light was a flashlight, and the light was already very dim. It looked like there was a battery inside.

I can't hold on much longer.

I picked up the flashlight and felt inexplicably happy. This should have been left by two old people. Otherwise, who would come to this ghost place in the middle of the night? Thinking of the ghost place, my heart suddenly thumped: This tree is not in the middle of the road.

, to be precise, it should be on the halfway slope on the roadside. If this was really left by two old people, why did they climb up to this halfway slope instead of walking on their own, and then leave the flashlight behind?

here?

Could it be that they saw something on the tree and were so frightened that they dropped the flashlight and didn't even have the courage to lean down and pick it up?

An ominous thought came to my mind. I looked around and shouted a few words: "Dad, Mom, I am Ari."

No one answered me, except for the howling cold wind on the mountain. I raised the flashlight, and there was nothing on the tree. But I felt that the strange-shaped branches seemed like an extremely ugly human face, with the mouth extremely open.

Big, hollow eyes, looking at me like that, like that doll back then.

I yelled, almost rolling down the slope, and then ran forward as hard as I could. I seemed to hear someone following me behind me, and his feet made a rustling sound on the ground.

, just like me, but I know that’s not me.

Fortunately, I always had a flashlight in my hand. Although I was so scared that my legs were weak, I still stopped. There was no one behind me. Maybe this was all my imagination. I know that people in certain special circumstances

I will have all kinds of hallucinations, not to mention that I can be regarded as someone who has seen ghosts. Erniang has been following me a few days ago, and all of this is related to the old house in the mountains, so it should be very common for me to have hallucinations.

It’s normal. I comforted myself like this, and then continued walking towards the old house.

When people are in extreme fear, they will ignore a lot, ignore time, and ignore fatigue. I don’t have the habit of wearing a watch, and I don’t know where my phone went. Maybe I lost it when I rolled down the slope, so I don’t know what happened to me.

After walking for a long time, until the sky turned pale, I finally saw the familiar stone. Standing on the stone, I saw the old house that had not completely emerged from the night.

When I finally came down from the mountain, the sky was getting brighter and brighter. Although it was not still daytime, at least I could barely see the road ahead clearly after turning off the flashlight. Only then did I realize that the roadside had begun to be paved.

The thin layer was refreshing, but what surprised me was that there was no one in the village.

I remember that when I came here two times before, the old people in the village got up very early, but now the village is deserted, and I can't even hear the barking of dogs. My heart gradually sank, and I hurried along the familiar road.

When I came to a house, I knocked on the door gently and shouted a few words: "Dad He, Daddy He."

It was quiet inside. Could it be that he hadn't woken up yet? Or maybe it was because the old man was old and deaf? I thought so and couldn't help but put more force on my hand. As a result, the door was opened by me. It seemed that

The door was not locked at all. I was startled by the door that was accidentally opened. Seeing that the door was open, I walked in while continuing to call Father He's name.

The room was pitch dark. I couldn't hear Father He's response, and I didn't know where the electric light was. I didn't even know if there were electric lights in this place. Anyway, I saw them lighting oil lamps the previous few times I came here.

, I had no choice but to turn on the flashlight, but there was still no one inside. I walked towards Father He’s room in my memory, and just as I was about to open his door, my eyes suddenly shrank, and I noticed something was wrong.

Everywhere the flashlight shined was covered with a thick layer of dust, as if this place had not been inhabited for a long time.

The ominous feeling in my heart became more and more serious. I pushed open the door of Father He's room with my hand. There was a bed inside with a folded quilt on it. I touched it with my hand and found that there was also a thick layer of dust on the bed.

I rushed out of the house, and then quickly pushed open the other room next door. There was no one inside, only a thick layer of dust. My heart sank: What happened to the people in this village? I originally thought

I wanted to know from them first whether my parents were here too, but now they are all gone. I didn't have time to think too much, the old house was right there, and I had to hurry over and take a look.

I ran towards the old house quickly and saw the mottled door that had lost its color from a distance. The door was still closed. I walked forward and was about to reach out and push the door open when suddenly I forcefully pushed it open.

The movement stopped.

On the door, there are five more words: "Chapter 55".

At that moment, my whole body seemed to fall into an ice cave. I knew that my guess was correct. The fifty-four doors represented the fifty-four chapters of the story. Now this door is in front of me, with the words "Fifth Chapter" written on it.

"Chapter Fifteen", if I push this door open, will I be able to know the content of the story in Chapter 55, and will I know my future destiny?

My hands were trembling, and those five words looked at me coldly. I still dared not push the door open. I didn’t know what I would see when I pushed it open. It was the tomb I saw in my dream.

Or did you hear that voice in your dream?

I knew that when I opened the door, it was definitely not a barren mountain. Since it was not a barren mountain, the tomb in the dream would not appear, but I didn’t know why. I just felt scared. At this moment, I heard a noise from inside, as if there was something coming from inside.

The thing fell to the ground, and I was startled. I was afraid that the two old men were inside, and I was worried that something would happen to them. I gritted my teeth and pushed the door open with all my strength.
Chapter completed!