Extreme Martial Arts Modifier

The full moon is in the sky, and the stars are like dust.

Inside the Ningfeng Villa, three night watchmen sat in the gatehouse and made a fire.

It is already late autumn, and the temperature in the mountains at night is already low, so there is already a feeling of early winter.

In such weather, it is an indescribable enjoyment to have a cup of hot tea and a snack by the fire.

"Brother Zhang, there is still an hour left for the next shift. During this time, tell us a story."

"Yes, yes, Brother Zhang, tell us some exciting stories."

The two young night watchmen were full and begged to a middle-aged night watchman.

Lao Zhang took two puffs of cigarettes, spit out a cloud of smoke, and said with a smile: "Stimulating stories, what are exciting stories, please talk about them first."

"Ghost story!"

"Fuck stories!"

The two young night watchmen said in unison.

"Meat stories? Ghost stories?" Lao Zhang asked back with a smile, and then said, "I won't tell the meat stories, half of the story, you two boys have to go to the toilet, so let's tell ghost stories."

"Okay, good ghost story."

"The scarier the better."

The two young night watchmen nodded in agreement.

They dare to come out to do night watch work, and they are naturally not small.

"Want to hear the horror?" Lao Zhang took another two puffs of cigarettes and nodded: "Okay, then I'll tell you a true legend about Dashan, I'm sure you will be scared to go out tonight."

The two young night watchmen looked forward to it.

Ningfeng Villa is located halfway up the mountain of Anning Peak. At first glance, there are mountains outside. It is exciting to listen to such ghost stories.

"Before I start telling that story, I have one very important thing to tell you both."

Suddenly, Lao Zhang's expression became extremely serious, he stopped smoking, and stared straight at the two of them.

The two of them were a little confused by him, and the smiles on their faces also disappeared, and asked softly, "Brother Zhang, what's the matter?"

"Listen, and when I tell this story, you must not look back, or no one can guarantee that something strange will happen, remember?"

Lao Zhang said in a low voice.

The two couldn't help but swallow their saliva and nodded.

"Again, don't look back!"

After Lao Zhang confessed it very solemnly, he slowly told the story.

"There used to be a big mountain, and there was a small mountain village in the big mountain. There were about 50 families in the village, and all the people who lived in the village were honest and responsible people.

"One day, a hunter in the village picked up a rag doll from the mountain. The mountain people were very surprised. How could there be such a thing in the old forest in the deep mountains? We discussed this for a long time, but in the end no one could say why. ."

"The hunter gave the rag doll to the little girl in the village to play with, and that's it."

"But since then, strange things have happened in the village from time to time, until one night in autumn, it suddenly snowed in the mountains."

"It's weird that it snows in autumn, but what's even more weird is that a child's voice came from a distant mountain, singing a nursery rhyme. The content of the nursery rhyme is very scary."

The old man stopped here.

The fire in the stove flickered and flickered, making his face turn yellow and black.

The two young night watchmen no longer had the calm and calm look they had just now.

One of them asked boldly, "Brother Zhang, what is the content of the nursery rhyme?"

Lao Zhang sneered, "How could anyone know the content of the nursery rhyme? Everyone who has heard that nursery rhyme is dead."

The two shuddered at the words, and after a while, the other asked, "Brother Zhang, what happened in the village after the snow?"

"Dead! One dead after another,

One is dying worse than the other. "Old Zhang's voice was still cold.

When the two heard it, they both showed expressions of fear.

Seeing this, Lao Zhang lowered his voice again and said very solemnly: "I'm going to talk about the main point next, you must never turn your head to look behind you, remember?"

"Yes Yes."

The two responded in a trembling voice.

Old Zhang said word by word: "The big mountain I just mentioned is actually Anning Mountain. That small mountain village is halfway up the mountain of Anning Peak, which is where our Ningfeng Villa is now."

"what?"

"This?"

The two made indistinct rumbling sounds in their throats, and their bodies were cold, as if they could feel that something was standing behind them.

Lao Zhang stared blankly at the two of them without saying a word.

The room was dead silent except for the crackling sound of wood burning in the stove.

Suddenly, Lao Zhang laughed, and the laughter was very strange.

The two young night watchmen were so frightened by this scene that they were sweating profusely, sitting on the stools and didn't dare to move.

"Hahaha!"

Lao Zhang patted his thigh and laughed loudly, and said while laughing, "How about it, isn't this story exciting?"

"Damn, Brother Zhang, I really have you!"

The two finally realized that it was Brother Zhang who was playing with them.

This story wasn't very scary at first, but Lao Zhang looked mysterious and didn't want to look back, and also emphasized that the original site of Ningfeng Villa was a small mountain village, which made them scared to death.

"But having said that, our Ningfeng Villa was indeed built on an abandoned small mountain village. It may be because of this that good people have made up such a ghost story."

Seeing that his trick was successful, Lao Zhang explained it proudly, then retrieved the smoking gun beside him and started smoking.

However, at this moment, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped a lot.

The three of them felt cold all over sitting by the fire, as if they were in the cold winter of 39.

"What's the matter, is there not enough fire?"

The two young night watchmen fiddled with the stove in front of them, while Old Zhang got up and walked towards the door.

After opening the door and looking at it for a while, he cried out, "Why... why is it snowing, it's snowing so hard?!"

"what?"

"Snowing?"

The two young night watchmen hurried to the door with a chill in their hearts.

Sure enough, there was a vast expanse of white outside, and the sky was full of dense snowflakes.

The moon and stars in the sky are long gone, and even the flowers, birds, insects and beasts in the mountains and forests seem to have died suddenly, and no longer make any sound.

The whole world fell into complete silence.

However, in this suffocating and desperate tranquility, there was a sound of nursery rhymes from the distant mountains.

"It hurts so much, it hurts so much, the cow herding baby in Anning Mountain cried and cried in pain. The old scalper asked where it hurts? The bad baby cut my throat and made me unable to speak."

"I hate that, I hate that. The Weaver Girl in Anning Mountain cried and shouted hate. Xiao Hua Mao asked what I hate? The bad doll cut off my hands and feet, so I couldn't weave."

"It's terrible, it's terrible, the woodcutter of Anning Mountain cried and cried terrible. The crow asked why he was afraid? The bad boy hung me from a high tree, and I couldn't move any more."

"Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, the land man of An Ningshan cried and cried. Come on, what did the spider ask for? The bad baby made it snow heavily in autumn, and spring will not come."

"Terror is terrible, the mountain people of Anning Mountain cried and said terror. Snake went to ask what is terrible? The bad baby has untied the seal, and the thing that engulfed everything will come today..."