not scary story

For Yan Jiu who came alone, the girl looked at him for a while, and her guarded eyes softened a little: "He doesn't care about you anymore?"

Yan Jiu still had a smile on his face, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red: "Let's go." He didn't answer her question, no matter what the answer was, it would only embarrass himself more.

The girl who had been separated from him for a few meters finally approached him, smiling sweetly: "You have been abandoned too, good-looking men are all liars, right? After I leave, you have to remember the pain of today, don't let me go!" Don’t trust others so easily. Look, you have grown up so much, who really believed in you? Liar, psycho, monster, cursed child, have you heard of these words? Since the sincerity can’t be reciprocated, do Why do you have to continue to give your heart? You idiot, after going through so much, you can still be so simple, even I feel a little sad for you. "

Yan Jiu's eyes widened, and she just felt that the other party was like a witch who could read minds, exposing all the scars that she didn't want to face up to. "...don't say any more." The already uncomfortable heart felt even more uncomfortable as if it had been squeezed by someone.

The girl saw the water vapor accumulated in the corner of his eyes, and the malicious smile on the corner of her mouth finally subsided. "Okay, okay, be happy, you have to watch the road under your feet, don't lead us all astray."

Yan Jiu hummed in a low voice, and sweat broke out from his clenched hands.

How to get there, he has no idea at all, but he discussed it with the white fox before going to bed, and if he wants to find the way to Huangquan in his dream, he must appear Lihun.But the soul leaving last time happened inadvertently.

Perhaps, the peach blossom demon who created the dream can help you.This is the only suggestion of the fox.

The peach blossoms beside him were blooming, he gently held a peach branch, and begged in a low voice: "Since you can help me get rid of the soul, can you help me one more time? I will get the rest of you back, although it may not be We can find them all, but at least we don’t have to let them scatter everywhere..." Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew, petals brushed against his cheek, Yan Jiu was dazzled, and when he opened it again, a strange sense of separation made him Subconsciously looked back.

His legs were so weak that he almost fell to the ground.

It was clearly him who was lying on the bed, motionless, not even breathing, as if he was dead.

He actually left his soul directly from the dream.

"Don't look back." The white fox has already jumped off the bed, urging him, "Just like last time, focus on nothing else, follow your intuition."

"...there is a balcony ahead." Yan Jiu's whole body was stiff, and every step she took seemed to be pushed from behind.

"You have to go through the mountains of swords and seas of fire, because you are the guide, and your beliefs can be turned into the road under your feet." The fox followed behind, beware of him looking back.

If Yan Jiu could turn around, she would see that the girl who had been following behind her had changed back to her original form.The beautiful attire was gone, and she was back to the way she was when she died.Yan Jiu would lose his last remaining courage if he took one more look at this terrifying picture.

Yan Jiu didn't know the mystery of it, but thought that turning back was a taboo of magic, so she could only bite the bullet and keep moving forward.

The moment he stepped out of the balcony railing, his scalp was numb, but when the imaginary fall did not appear, he still persevered tremblingly.

A few peach petals floated in the air from time to time, but Yan Jiu didn't notice it at all.In a state of extreme mental tension, he finally found an extremely thin and faint smoke in the dark, drifting far away to nowhere.

Maybe this is it.He didn't have any confidence at all, he swallowed and continued on.

He didn't know how long he walked, but when he thought he was going to get lost in the night, he finally saw the familiar black river.

But when they approached the river, there was a large shoal in front of them for some reason. Yan Jiu tried it out and found that there was even a swamp in the mud.

"We're here." He pretended to be relaxed and comforted the girl behind him who had been silent all this time, but this time his reply was much hoarse: "Hurry up, I can't wait."

"...I can't walk, the front is a swamp."

The fox who has been following behind kindly explained: "This is one of the trials of the wronged soul on Huangquan Road, and it may be the last pass. You took her to take a shortcut, but sooner or later she will have to experience it. I can't help you with this." , do it yourself."

When Yan Jiu heard this, she subconsciously wanted to ask, but when she turned her head and saw the rotting girl, she immediately screamed and fell to the ground in fright.

"Am I ugly?" The girl's facial features, which could no longer be seen clearly, were twisted and approached step by step.

"...No...it's not ugly..." Don't come over, these four words were suppressed by him to appease him. It seems that his survival instinct has far surpassed his fear.

But the figure of the white fox has disappeared, and there is a dead grass beach all around. The cold moon hangs in the sky, reflected on the dark water, and reflects the faint bones in the swamp.

Yan Jiu didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Up to now, in addition to the promise, there is also a sense of anger in it.When the only life-saving grass disappeared, Yan Jiu felt surrounded by layers of fear and loneliness, as if sinking into this black swamp, which was suffocating.

"Let's go?" The girl was already standing one step away from him.

Being able to control not to cry is already his progress, Yan Jiu trembled all over, turned his head stiffly, staring blankly at the dangerous swamp ahead.

"Are you scared? Then why do you have to come alone?" The girl squatted down slowly, her tone was cold and harsh: "Why don't you just apologize to me at the beginning? The result of forcing yourself is no better than giving up, now You let me down halfway, and you didn't fulfill your promise at all. No wonder the other party doesn't like you, a man who has no courage and can't fulfill his promise, what is it if he isn't trash?"

Yan Jiu's eyes were red, he bit his lower lip tightly, and his body trembled even more, but he stood up tremblingly with his hands on the ground.

"...I'll take you there." He whispered, without looking at the girl behind him, bent his body, and walked step by step towards the terrible swamp in front.

He had no idea how long he could last.

But being rejected, abandoned, abandoned, he has never felt so sad like today.If he can pass today, will he feel less uncomfortable when others scold him as a waste in the future?

When the swamp submerged up to his ankles, his back sank suddenly, as if the girl was riding on his back.He subconsciously supported the soul body that almost slipped down several times, and moved forward in depths and shallows.

When he reached the middle of the swamp, the girl struggled violently, her legs kept swinging, as if she wanted to jump off him. "Don't go! You're here! I'm going to kill you!" the girl yelled frantically, as if she saw someone.

Yan Jiu turned her head to look in the direction where she was screaming, and found nothing, but when she caught sight of the reflection in the puddle beside her from the corner of her eye, cold sweat broke out.It turned out that the puddle reflected the faces of all the dead people he knew.

The girl struggled to jump into the swamp, Yan Jiu guessed that these might be illusions, how could she dare to let her go, she could only hold on tightly, and ran forward even harder.

The swamp had submerged up to his knees, and it was a little difficult to even stand still. He took a deep breath, and was about to rush to the bank of the Wangchuan River in one go, but he was scared away by the skeleton that suddenly jumped out of the mud, almost Subconsciously splitting the skeleton hand stretched towards her, Yan Jiu took another breath and continued to charge forward.

I can't tell how many floating corpses, skeletons, and phantoms I encountered. When Yan Jiu finally reached the shore, he was completely exhausted and collapsed on the ground, unable to move despite the girl's urging.

At this time, white bones protruded from the black soft soil one after another at his feet, and the white bones were entangled with thorny brambles. It didn't take long for Yan Jiu's surroundings to be covered with these horrible bramble bushes.

Yan Jiu felt that the girl had jumped down and walked onto the carpet made of thorns.

"I'm here, I'm here..." the girl murmured, leaving Yan Jiu and walking straight forward.

The young man who couldn't even stand up watched her receding back, wanted to say goodbye but couldn't make a sound.

I don't know how long it took, but when he felt that he might not be able to go back, a row of paper lanterns slowly floated in the distance.

"Why are you here?" The white shoes were less than an arm's length away from him, and above them were gorgeous embroidery patterns. The voice of the person coming was eerie and cold, but familiar.

Yan Jiu shivered from the approaching cold, but he didn't even have the strength to get up, so he could only raise his finger and point to the ghost with only a white spot in the distance.

"It's normal for a wandering soul who died abnormally not to be able to find the Yellow Spring Road, but let you lead the way to the bank of the Wangchuan River alone. It's okay if you overestimate yourself. She hasn't been tempered, and her grievances are hard to dissipate. Hell has been waiting for a long time." Bai Wuchang looked helplessly at the young man who had been paralyzed on the ground, bent down and picked him up from the ground, "I will only cause trouble for me, I told you earlier to let you learn spells, if you don't listen, you are so difficult The same goes for my grandma, do you think you can escape without learning?"

"Don't talk about my grandma..." Yan Jiu protested weakly but resolutely, "She's all for my own good."

If it wasn't for her, where would I have a quiet and happy childhood?

When you are scared, you can cry unrestrainedly in her arms, and when you are lonely, you can act like a baby in her arms. Even rowing on the black river is a happy memory.

She had delayed him from facing his fears and malice for years.

Bai Wuchang muttered "Fang's family is trouble", and took him all the way back to Yan's house.

The white fox has been guarding beside his body, seeing the boy in Bai Wuchang's arms, he was stunned: "Is he injured?"

"How long are you going to stay here?" Bai Wuchang answered irrelevantly.The soul of the young boy on the bed fell into a deep sleep. A ghost and a fox looked at each other for a long time, and finally the fox replied: "He didn't chase me away, what are you in a hurry for?"

"A thousand-year-old fox fairy staying in the home of the guide is really easy to make people think wrong."

"Hehe, don't say that I don't have enough mana now, even if my mana recovers, I don't want to accept such a useless little thing as a servant." Meng, "I will leave when I recover from my injury. Now I just want to see what the guides of this generation look like."

"This generation of guides is indeed worth observing." Bai Wuchang looked at the peach blossom mark on Yan Jiu's forehead that was gradually disappearing, looked at it for a while, and said with a half-smile: "As timid as a mouse, he can provoke things the most."

They silently watched Yan Jiu's tightly closed eyes continuously shed tears until the pillow was wet and they still didn't wake up.

"He tried his best." The white fox rarely slowed down his tone.