My Monster Space

The most relaxing thing for Zhou Xiaoding every night is to go to the reservoir to enjoy the breeze and go fishing.

Although he was a veteran fisherman with all the necessary equipment, he never caught any big fish.

But he is also content. After all, being able to do what he likes in this era is already pretty good.

Every night he would chat with his friends, discussing which area had the best fish and which restaurant was the best for midnight snack.

The lively scene always made him feel like he was back in his youth when he played DOTA all night long with his roommates.

He originally thought that life would go on comfortably like this until that night came.

"What? Lao Yu can't contact him recently?" Zhou Xiaoding looked at his companions who were obviously missing a lot. He felt the night wind was getting colder and decided not to come for the time being.

"Yeah, they said this place is too weird, and something is wrong recently." The companion next to him pulled his clothes. They were the last group to come here to play. At the beginning, they didn't notice that there were a few people missing, but gradually they found that there were fewer and fewer people around, and they felt a little stressed.

They didn't say what was wrong, but they probably guessed that something was wrong. "How about we go back early tonight and tell them about this tomorrow." The friend at the side took a puff of cigarette and wrapped himself tightly in his windbreaker.

Although the fishing addiction is hard to quit, I have to say that what my companions said makes sense.

Zhou Xiaoding looked at the sky. It was past 10 o'clock at night. Normally, there was moonlight shining down, and the view would appear much wider. But today, the weather was back to normal. It felt a little gloomy and dark, making him feel a little breathless.

"Is it going to rain? Why don't we go back first?" Zhou Xiaoding felt a little uncomfortable and suggested to the person next to him.

His companions also wanted to go back early, and they nodded in response when they heard this.

Zhou Xiaoding had packed his things in advance. Seeing that everyone needed some time, he took out a few packs of paper and prepared to quickly fill his stomach before going back with everyone.

"After you guys finish cleaning up, wait for me for a moment. My stomach suddenly hurts a little, so I want to go to the bathroom."

The toilet here is a little distance away from the reservoir, so Zhou Xiaoding casually found a patch of long grass and squatted down.

At the beginning, you could hear various sounds of packing up equipment, but gradually, the sounds began to fade away, and later, you could vaguely hear some muffled shouts.

Zhou Xiaoding thought everyone was ready and waiting for him, so he quickly finished processing and came out to take a look.

It was pitch black all around, and there was no sign of anyone.

"This is so unkind. He didn't even wait for me." Zhou Xiaoding hurriedly wanted to take his things back.

"Hmm, did they forget about their equipment? Why are these fishing rods just placed here?"

He still remembered that the owner of the pole loved it very much and there was no reason for him to just leave it here.

Zhou Xiaoding was a little panicked. He didn't think any more about it and wanted to just run away along the way back.

Some unknown insects were chirping in the grass on the way, and he had to make a long detour before reaching the exit of the reservoir.

The sound of water in the reservoir came in waves, and the night wind began to grow stronger, blowing on the lawn and on Xiao Ding's clothes.

The road ahead began to get darker, and he felt uneasy, so he shone his flashlight ahead.

The flashlight has a wide range, and Zhou Xiaoding saw a figure from a distance, seemingly still standing in front, fishing for something.

The figure was wearing a big bamboo hat and big clothes, and was sitting on the shore, just on the way back.

The figure was like a robot, and it seemed that he was not breathing. Even the hand holding the fishing rod did not move at all. Zhou Xiaoding felt inexplicably nervous when he saw his motionless body. He could only try to stay away from him when passing by.

After all, it is such a remote place and no one knows what they will encounter at night.

"Oh, finally something's hooked." The figure's throat seemed a little injured, and he made vague sounds with a little cough, as if an old man couldn't stand the cold wind at night.

"Splash" the extended fish hook began to shake, and under the hook there was something big that was rolling constantly, trying to break free from the restraints above.

The entire fishing rod was bent into a full moon, but the old man was still able to steady himself and slowly pull the fish hook up.

All this attracted Zhou Xiaoding involuntarily. After all, the temptation of catching a big fish made him let go of the panic in his heart.

The figure began to struggle, and he started to stand up. When the pole was most bent, he pulled it hard, and a bouncing object was pulled up by him. Maybe he used too much force and pulled it directly to the ground not far in front of Zhou Xiaoding.

"This, this fish is really big." When Xiao Ding saw this scene, he inexplicably wanted to get closer to take a better look.

It looked like an oval object with some messy water plants wrapped around it. Before Xiao Ding could think about which fish had this shape, the object on the ground kept shaking and opened a crack in the water plants that wrapped around it.

"What is this?!" Zhou Xiaoding felt that all the blood in his body rushed to the top of his head. The thing wrapped in the water plants was not a fish, but a slightly rotten human head.

What was strange was that the head was still breathing heavily, with its mouth opening and closing. Judging from the fact that the other half of his face was not completely broken, he was one of the people who went fishing with him that night.

The head's eyes stared at him, those water-white eyes filled with confusion, pain and a hint of resentment.

"Haha, another one." As the figure in front swung, another round object was thrown in front of Zhou Xiaoding.

Still a human head.

Zhou Xiaoding's legs went weak and he had already collapsed on the road, but somehow, a last bit of strength suddenly emerged in his body, and he used all four limbs to crawl away.

He couldn't remember what happened afterwards, he could only explain to everyone what happened at that time.

At this moment, Qin Tian and others had gathered at the entrance of the reservoir, including Xiao Ding who had managed to escape.

The team at night was obviously much more lively. There were Huang Dong and his men, a team led by a tall and thin man, and another team led by a man with a beard.

Besides, there was Qin Tian. Just in case, he brought the necklace with him.