Hurry up, Huaishi.

Hurry up, otherwise, everything will be too late.

Huai Shi gasped, holding the iron pickaxe in her hand tightly in the darkness under the moonlight.

He tried his best to shovel the soil under his feet, sweating profusely, but he did not dare to stop. He was pulled by invisible fear and could not stop.

The shadow behind him swelled in the moonlight, smiling silently.

As if you look down, staring at him, throwing away the soil and sinking little by little, as if digging a grave.

Until his shovel suddenly hit something invisible, sparks flew.

Huai Shi was stunned for a moment, stretched out her trembling hand, pushed away the soil, and saw the already cold heart of iron and stone. Under the soil, someone chuckled softly.

So mocking.

When Huai Shi retreated in horror, a hand stretched out from the self-digging grave, suddenly clasped his wrist, and his own face emerged in the soil and dust. He looked up and smiled at him:

"Huai Shi, what are you looking for?"

Darkness is coming.

As heavy rains fell, the sound of trains roaring from afar, and the cemetery was desolate.

Huai Shi stood in front of the tombstone, staring at the photo of her grandfather on the tombstone, and heard the quarrel behind her. A man and a woman were hysterical and impatient, arguing with each other, as if she wanted to push all the world's mistakes to each other.

.

Even if the funeral is not over yet.

The distribution of each inheritance is discussed carefully.

When Huai Shi finally plucked up the courage and turned around, the sound disappeared without a trace.

Only two skeletons snuggled in the rain were left, and the dark eye holes were quietly looking at me.

Huai Shi's eyes turned dark, she covered her face tiredly, but suddenly a sound of ridicule sounded again, from all around her.

In the interval after class, the boys surrounded him, laughed jokingly, pushed and kicked, looked at the wooden man with his head down, and looked forward to his overestimating resistance.

"He's just a thief! He's been here several times!" An impatient middle-aged woman pulled his collar and pulled out the things in his hand: "I'm lying to me, where did you get the money to buy things!"

The collar suddenly grew teeth and ate him from the inside. He opened his eyes and saw the world rolling and contracting, and everyone was convulsing, and the skin cracked like a lotus.

The plasma surged in the lotus and swallowed him.

...

Nightmare, endless nightmare.

In the endless darkness, Huai Shi felt that there seemed to be invisible tentacles that wrapped him up little by little, shrinking, pulling, and layer by layer, causing him to fall to the deepest part of the quagmire.

Relive all the pain.

Never end.

Huai Shi stared at everything calmly, from beginning to end without saying a word.

Wait quietly.

Until I returned to the desolate world again, in the decaying mountains and forests, I saw the haggard man riding on a horse again.

Wandering aimlessly.

But this time, there were countless staggering figures in his horse.

Like a walking dead.

He moved forward numbly, and there was no glow in his empty pupils, but full of darkness and pain.

With that person, he turned around and looked at Huai Shi.

Once again, humble plea.

"Please mourn him..."

The hoarse prayer sounded like thunder, again from the depths of the soul, echoing constantly, filling every corner and will, and he was not allowed to think or refute any more.

Huai Shi closed her eyes.

Deep, deep, took a breath.

Serious and serious.

Make an answer.

Just like the Barbarian Detective Conan in the comics, when he was lost in the dark, he actually encountered a former villain researcher who was also injected with muscle-building potion by the villain and turned into a giant.

Roaring at the other party over a long distance:

"——Sorry you!"

In an instant, he suddenly rose up, broke free from the shackles of his dream, clenched his fists, and tried his best to smash the angry punch on the other party's face.

boom!

At that moment, the weak dream fell apart under the crow's eyes, and Huai Shi woke up from the long nightmare.

Severe gasping.

All I heard was the sound of the wheels turning.

In this brief trance, he felt his body shaking slightly, as if he was sitting in a carriage, and he didn't even realize where he was.

The long dream had exhausted all his energy. He wiped the cold sweat from his face, feeling only a burst of fatigue and weakness in all limbs.

Finally, he understood why those survivors were in a mad state... But now, he suspected that he was crazy.

He found himself sitting on a tricycle, his body shaking as the wheels tumbled.

Move forward in the dark and long corridor.

The friendship puppy sat opposite him, chewing his tongue and gnawing as he overtook his head. He didn't know where it was and he was not alert.

A low voice sounded from the other side.

"Hey, you, you finally woke up."

The voice said, "You were going to cross the border, right? I almost broke into the ambush of those ghosts..."

"Hmm?" Huai Shi was stunned for a moment.

"When I found you, I almost thought you were dead, do you feel okay? Are you going to get one?"

Accompanied by the crunch, Baibo's palm grabbed a cigar that had already burst into pieces and delivered it to him.

Huai Shi looked up dumbly and saw... half a skeleton?

That's right, there's only the upper half of the skeleton, as if it's just crawling out of formalin, with a pungent smell.

It was wearing an orange-yellow miner's hat, and a bunch of gold chains, iron pieces, etc. were wrapped around the skeleton rack, and two out-of-print limited cigarette cards were also inserted.

Now, I was looking up at Huai Shi, and I was chewing a cigar in my mouth.

If you don't light the fire, you'll just chew it.

In the dark eye sockets, a little white mouse poked his head out and looked at Huai Shi with a timid look, then retracted and hid in its empty head.

"...Can the corpse talk?" Huai Shi was stunned.

There is no doubt that it is just a skeleton, and the color of the bones is still the kind that has been dead for a long time. There is no brain, no flesh, no internal organs, and no source and qualitative fluctuations.

But it still moves, chews cigars, and has no vocal cords, but it can still make sounds.

"Wow, it's so rude to say this." The skeleton opened his mouth, and spit out the tobacco leaves in his mouth: "This thing is not delicious at all, why do so many people like it?"

"Uh, that's for ignition..."

"Hmm?" The skeleton was stunned for a moment: "Is that true?"

"Yes, probably after reducing one end, ignite the other end, and use it to suck..." Huai Shi gestured for a long time before it finally understood. He found a lighter from the garbage all over the ground in the tricycle bucket.

The guidance of the poem finally ignited.

Want to take a deep breath.

But for granted, without lungs, nothing can be sucked out.

It just becomes very reasonable in this kind of place.

However, even if you suck out the bones without a nose or flesh, you can absorb nicotine...

The skeleton looked at the cigar that was smoking with regret, and muttered suddenly: "So that's the case? I said nothing is right... Anyway, thank you."

"Uh, small things."

Huai Shi smiled reluctantly, looked at the surrounding situation and asked tentatively: "Did you put me in the car?"

"Yes, I almost thought you were dead and wanted to dig a hole for you and buried it. As a result, your friend told me that you are still alive and just fill some water. I will bring you back."

The skeleton raised his eyes and looked at him: "You look very energetic, not like everyone else, and you're crazy after sleeping.

Is there anything that is uncomfortable? Do you need some medicine?”
To be continued...