I Like Weird the Most

As soon as his words fell, thick and deep darkness hit at this moment, engulfing the entire back hall in an instant.

In a pitch-black space, He Wenzhi only felt as if he had fallen into thick mud, as if his body was tightly wrapped by some warm, moist and soft object, and he would suddenly clamp it with force from time to time, no matter who he was No matter how you twist it, the soft thing still refuses to let go.

In the next second, although he could still feel the softness and moistness, the warmth had completely disappeared, leaving only ice cold.

At this moment, the feeling of being tightly clamped finally disappeared.

It was at this time that there was only a crackling sound, and a ray of light shone down from above.

As if the spotlight was turned on suddenly, under the beam of white light, He Wenzhi's figure appeared in the dark space.

In this beam of light, even the floating dust can be seen.

He stood on the spot and looked around, although there was a light appearing and covering him, but outside the light beam, there was still only darkness that could not be seen.

Being here is like coming to another space, not to mention eerie and mysterious, it even gives people a feeling that there are many things here.

There seemed to be pitch-black ghost hands in the darkness, and there was always a dark wind blowing behind him from time to time.

The back of the neck is chilly, as if someone is blowing a cold wind there, and there is also a chill under the soles of the feet, and the body temperature seems to have dropped slightly.

Facing such deep darkness, He Wenzhi is like a solitary boat in the sea.

This place seems to be a sea of ​​the dead made up of coldness and ghosts, which makes people feel inexplicably isolated and helpless.

At this moment, there were a few more sounds, and another beam of light like a searchlight shone down from above.

Among these beams of light were Li Ziru, Senior Chen and Captain Chen.

Li Ziru and Senior Chen appeared very calm the moment they appeared, and it was not the first time for the two of them to come.

Captain Chen was sitting in a wheelchair looking around, but after all, he had more contact with ghosts and had seen many supernatural events, so he was considered old-fashioned, so he didn't seem too panicked.

He Wenzhi glanced at Li Ziru and wanted to ask.

Li Ziru shook his head, raised a finger to his lips, and made a silent gesture.

He Wenzhi nodded and took a deep breath at the same time.

Snapped.

At this moment, there was a crisp sound, as if someone had touched the switch, and a desk lamp was lit in the darkness ahead.

There was an old desk there, the overall color was old yellow, and there were many scratches around the table.

There is a large piece of glass pressed on the table, the size of which is exactly the same as the entire table. There are many photos pressed under the glass, and there are also some papers cut from newspapers.

There is a desk lamp on the left side of the desk, emitting a dim light, while the right side is full of books.

The pages of the books were yellowed, and they were stacked in a random and messy manner, as if they were all ancient books.

There was also a wooden chair lying crookedly beside the table. The legs of the chair were dark and covered with a lot of dust and mud. It seemed that the owner of the chair usually liked to step on it with his feet.

At this moment, footsteps sounded, and someone seemed to be walking in the darkness.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and finally came within the range of light from the desk lamp.

It was a middle-aged man who seemed familiar.

Looking carefully, isn't this the male corpse that was parked in the back hall of the pharmacy at that time?

He straightened the chair and sat on it.

Immediately after, he rummaged through the pile of books, found a notepad, and then took out a pen from his breast pocket, and began to record something.

It's just that they're so far away that they can't see what he's writing.

At this time, He Wenzhi turned his head to look at Li Ziru, and made a walking motion with two fingers.

Li Ziru nodded, indicating yes.

And he also walked out first.

In this way, several people took a step forward, and Captain Chen pushed the wheels of the wheelchair forward with his hands.

As they moved, so did the overhead spotlights.

In this dark, silent and strange environment, the movements of several people did not make any sound, nor did Captain Chen's wheelchair make any sound.

It seemed that all of these were swallowed up by the deep and mysterious darkness.

When several people approached, they could finally see clearly what the person was recording.

He seems to be writing a diary.

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144 years of the Federal Calendar.

May 3rd.

The weather is overcast.

I went to that place again today, but still got nothing. The things in those records seem to be fake.

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Immediately afterwards, the screen changed.

A few days passed.

This time the man seemed a little out of breath, as if he had just come back from running.

May 6th.

The weather is overcast.

The person who went to that place with me a few days ago suddenly couldn't be contacted today, and I don't know what happened. The phone didn't answer, the message didn't reply, and there was no movement when they came to look for it. Could it be that they have discovered something? , want to go all alone? No, I can't let this happen, I must find them!

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This is the end of the diary. It only records the events of two days, and some of them have no beginning and no end, making it difficult for people to understand.

At this moment, the desk lamp on the table suddenly went out, and all the scenes that could be seen before disappeared.

In the next second, the sound of digging soil came from the ear.

The light gradually brightened, this is a somewhat weird picture.

It was like a piece of burning paper, most of the surrounding area was burned away, and the edges were charred black and yellow.

And the picture is presented by this burnt paper.

The whole picture has only three tones of gray, black and white, and it looks like an old movie several years ago.

The picture quality is not clear, and there is a lot of noise.

When the light gradually illuminates the whole picture, you can see a man wearing a miner's hat digging something with a shovel in a dark environment.

This man is the man who wrote the diary just now.

While digging, he muttered: "Those people really found something. If I hadn't sneaked into his house yesterday, I wouldn't have found this secret passage at all!"

Just digging and digging like this, he finally dug through.

There was a bluestone wall in front of him. He scraped off the surrounding silt, then reached out and groped on the wall, as if looking for something.

Finally, after more than ten minutes, he found a bump, and without any hesitation, he pressed it down hard.

Hearing the continuous rumbling sound, the bluestone wall in front of him gradually rose, and it turned out to be a stone gate.

And this man seems to know the layout and mechanism here very well.

He seemed to have studied it for a long time, avoided many traps and traps, and came to a stone room with ease.

There are two coffins in the center of the stone chamber.

The man's eyes lit up, he took out a candle and a lighter, went to the southeast corner of the stone room, lit the candle and put it there.

But at this moment, he suddenly focused his eyes, because at this position in the southeast corner, a half-burned candle was poured behind a raised stone slab.

There is still solidified candle oil on the slate, and it looks like it has only been a few days at most.

"Could it be that they have already come in?" the man said, and searched around the stone room again.

In the end, he found the bodies of the original companions behind the bluestone wall in the stone room.

Their faces were full of blood holes, as if they had been gnawed by something, their clothes were also torn, and their bodies were also full of gnawed holes.

The man was startled, and suddenly had the urge to run away.

"Could it be that there are some monsters hidden in this ancient tomb?" He said, and then looked at the two coffins: "Do you want to open the coffins?"

He thought for a while, then glanced at the normally burning candles in the southeast corner, and decided to open the coffin anyway.

He first chose the coffin on the left, and slowly opened it with tools.

But when he successfully opened the coffin and saw the scene inside, he was instantly stunned.

In this coffin lay a perfectly intact male corpse. Apart from his slightly pale skin, there was no trace of age on his body. He looked as if he had fallen asleep!

"How is this possible!" the man muttered: "The records say that this tomb has a history of at least one or two hundred years, and that was before the establishment of the Human Federation!"

How could the body have not decomposed for such a long time?

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that there was a dark red circle around the neck of the male corpse.

Looking carefully, it was a circle of fine stitches, and the head of this male corpse was actually sewn on!

At this moment, he could see clearly that not only his head, but also the joints of his limbs and body had neat and precise stitches.

This male corpse, which has not rotted for a hundred or two hundred years, is actually made of different people's limbs, torso and head, stitched together!

At this moment, the man felt a chill running down his back, and a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to his forehead.

"Sewing, corpse sewing..." He seemed to have thought of something.

The corpses of different people have different obsessions, resentment, hostility, evil spirits, etc.

What a terrifying existence to create by sewing all these different things together!

At this moment, the screen went dark.

When it turned on again, it was already in a forest.

The night was pitch black, the clouds were thick and heavy, there were no stars and moons, and there were no insects or frogs.

It was a quiet and depressing night.

The man was running wildly, his face full of panic.

There seemed to be something chasing behind him. He was very frightened, gasping for breath, and kept calling for help.

At this time, he looked back.

Under the night, there is a black shadow running wildly.

This black shadow didn't look very tall, only about the height of a seven or eight-year-old child, but it was very fast, and it was several meters away in a single jump.

Under the night, he has a pair of blood red eyes, like a ghost.

While chasing, he kept making [chirp chirp chirp] strange laughter, and there were two long objects swinging on his head.

It looks a bit like bunny ears.

At this moment, there was only a bang, which seemed to be the sound of someone tripping over something.

At the same time, the picture in front of him completely disappeared.

Several people looked at each other, and Li Ziru nodded, as if saying that it was time to go back.

The darkness invaded, and He Wenzhi once again felt the feeling of being tightly clamped by a warm and moist soft thing.

He writhed and twitched again, but he couldn't change it.

It wasn't until finally, when a wisp of white smoke floated from the darkness, that feeling dissipated.

At the same time, he also returned to the back hall of the pharmacy.

Everyone's positions have not changed, and they still maintain their original postures. The only thing that has changed is that the billowing white smoke in the back hall has almost dissipated.

Li Ziru put away the cigarette stick and said, "Let me tell you, after all, it's your first time."

Xunyan asked the way to ask about the deceased's life, but after all, he was dead, so it was impossible to ask everything.

It is also because of this, so what I see is only intermittent blurred pictures, and even the sound is very noisy.

Moreover, searching for smoke and asking for directions is not effective for every deceased person.

Just now, for example, Li Ziru performed this stunt on two corpses at the same time, but in the end all he saw was the picture of the man, nothing about the woman.

This also means that the female corpse can't use Xunyan to ask for directions to investigate clues.

From what I saw just now, it can be judged that the man should have gone to rob the tomb, and then there was a monster in the tomb, which was released.

He himself was eventually killed by the monster.

Hearing such an explanation, He Wenzhi only felt it was mysterious.

After all, everyone is dead, and now it’s just a corpse. How can I ask this?

But if you think about it carefully, the most important thing should be the props, that is, the tobacco rod and shredded tobacco, and then enter that strange space through those white smoke.

After hearing these explanations, He Wenzhi was still a little curious.

He asked again: "Then what happened to that strange feeling when entering and exiting?"

"It is true that there will be some discomfort when entering and exiting, but everyone's feeling is different." Li Ziru explained, and then asked: "My little friend, how do you feel?"

He Wenzhi opened his mouth, thought for a while and decided not to speak, it seemed a little weird.

"I don't feel anything special, just asking." He Wenzhi shook his head.

But there was one thing that he found even more strange, all his thoughts went there.

It was the male corpse that was stitched together.

With the previous incident between the male corpse and the female corpse, He Wenzhi felt a little weird when he saw this corpse again.

"It can't be such a coincidence, can it? The things said in that novel are all true?"

If this is the case, there were two coffins in that stone room at that time, so what would be in the other coffin?

Is it the bride?

He Wenzhi thought about it, and always felt that something was wrong.

He took out his phone and found the novel.

"Seniors, do you know this novel? The things in it are almost the same as what happened recently!"

He handed over the phone.

When Li Ziru and Senior Chen looked at each other, their expressions changed again and again.

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This chapter has more than 4,200 words, so it can be considered a big chapter, right?

It will be on the shelves tomorrow, so this chapter can be regarded as a warm-up.

Alas, my heart is still uneasy, always restless, always flustered...

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