Since The Red Moon Appeared

"It's over..."

"I also said that I will go back within two hours. Now, I may not be able to go back tomorrow morning!"

"Uncle, I think you may be picked up by the front of the car again..."

"She's been rambunctious lately, and it bothers us the most to come out to search for land. You said that if we didn't go back tomorrow morning and delayed the trip of the convoy, just because of her current temper, would she directly castrate you? A reminder to everyone..."

"Your uncle, don't talk about it here, it's too scary..."

"Uncle, you are my uncle, isn't my uncle your eldest brother..."

"..."

Under the red moon, the trapped truck was parked on the side of the road, and only the quiet light shone into the distance.

The uncle and nephew were in the cab, sweating on their foreheads, flipping the map back and forth, arguing at the same time.

It can be seen that lines have been drawn by them in the small area on the map.

One of the most striking.

That's when they got off the main road, the paths they passed, and the various villages.

It stands to reason that as long as they go back along this line, they can return to the previous camp.

However, they were quite sure that they did not go wrong, and after trying a few times, they were stuck in this wilderness.

This feeling, like the surrounding roads, suddenly became unreasonable.

I walked according to the map, and I walked through it just now, but there was a problem.

"It's a little troublesome..."

The middle-aged man looked at the map for a while, took a deep breath, and then covered his nose again.

The smell in the cab is really too strong.

I hurriedly rolled down one of the car windows to let in a little bit of outside air, the cool breeze was blowing, and my mind became clearer.

But the middle-aged man's heart is cooler than this wind.

He took a long breath and lowered his voice: "Damn it, we have walked all these roads, and it stands to reason that we can go out any way, but when we walk around, we always come to this tree with a crooked neck. Come to the tree, this is... too evil!"

"uncle……"

The young man's voice was also a little trembling: "Did you say in those old stories, what are the consequences of the ghost hitting the wall?"

"Maybe not……"

The middle-aged man whispered: "It seems that either he slept in the grave, or he found a way to get out..."

The young man hurriedly said, "Really went out?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "It's also possible that those who haven't gone out have no chance to leave a story behind?"

"what……"

"very scary……"

"Bah, be brave, don't be afraid at this time..."

"Uncle, when you say it, I'm even more afraid..."

"You kept your voice down, always giving me the look of worrying about hearing something..."

"..."

"To be honest, I do have..."

The middle-aged man couldn't hold back a little at this time. He stretched out his head and looked out of the car window, only to see that there were only two colors of heaven and earth.

In the sky is a crooked red moon, quiet and eerie.

Below, there is a vast wilderness, a huge darkness, covering everything on the earth, including them.

Everything now has made them panic.

And in the completely invisible darkness, it seemed that something unknown would suddenly rush towards them.

"Uncle, I'm not afraid to sleep here for a night, the front of the car will definitely come to us..."

The young man couldn't help trembling and said, "But if I encounter something again..."

"Dudududu..."

Just when the young man's words made the middle-aged people nervous together, there was a sudden sound in the extremely silent wilderness. They were shocked at the same time, their hearts almost jumped to their throats, and they hurriedly stretched their heads to look over.

I saw a faint redness in the distance, and in the darkness so thick that it was impossible to see through, a faint light was lit up.

The light was so far away that I couldn't really see it, but I could see that it was slowly approaching my place.

The sound of the engine was faint, as if it was the only sound in the area.

It was only after hearing the sound of the engine that the uncle and nephew realized that they couldn't even hear the sound of insects in this area.

...

"Uncle, then... is that someone here?"

The young man subconsciously felt a little surprised, but when he said it, he subconsciously felt a little chill.

"This is the wilderness in the middle of the night, and there are still people riding motorcycles?"

The middle-aged man also trembled slightly in his heart, and immediately reacted, whispering: "Turn off the fire, draw the gun, be careful."

The young man reacted immediately and hurriedly drew a gun in his hand.

At the same time, the middle-aged people have also turned off the lights, but the car keys will not be pulled out, and the engine is also running in a slow way. They are all very experienced in the wilderness. Just turned off the fire. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that I was really dizzy and panicked by this incomprehensible road at this time, I would have driven far away.

In the wilderness, always be vigilant.

...

There was dead silence in the cab. In the darkness, middle-aged and young people were holding guns tightly, staring at the light.

goo-dong... goo-dong...

It was their heartbeat to each other, so clear.

beep beep...

Finally, in their complicated psychology that they both hoped that the other party would come over quickly and that they would not come over, the sound of the motorcycle engine became clearer, and that beam of light gradually became brighter and brighter, not in a hurry. , drove towards them.

They narrowed their eyes, discerning carefully.

Soon, from the side of the light, it was faintly seen that it was indeed just a silver motorcycle.

"Uncle, the ghost after the red moon shouldn't be able to ride a motorcycle, right?"

The young man couldn't help swallowing his saliva and asked in a low voice.

"To shut up!"

The middle-aged man has a serious face and whispered: "The most terrible thing these days is not necessarily a ghost..."

"Ask him well later, but don't talk nonsense..."

"..."

The young man nodded vigorously immediately and pressed his nervous, slightly trembling palm.

A few minutes later, the motorcycle slowly passed by the truck, and in the car sat a young man who looked clean.

He seemed to be getting closer, only to realize that there was a truck here, and carefully turned its head toward the side of the road.

At the same time, his eyes also looked curiously into the cab.

The middle-aged man sighed slowly, ready to ask him something.

In normal times, he would definitely choose not to deal with strangers, but on this weird night, he couldn't care less.

It's just that my heart tightens, thinking about how to ask the most appropriate...

"good evening."

But just as the uncle was nervously organizing the language, but before he could ask the question, he saw that the man on the motorcycle had already driven to the side of the truck. When crossing the cab, he glanced into the cab and said hello with a smile.

Then, he tooted away.

"Ah this..."

The two people in the car watched the scooter go away, swallowing at the same time, a little confused.

"Then... is that person a human or a ghost?"

The young man stayed for a while, and then hurriedly said to the middle-aged man, "Are all ghosts so polite now?"

The middle-aged man was also stunned for a moment, and said, "I don't understand too much..."

"Why don't you ask the way?"

"I... I didn't have time to speak, he left..."

"..."

An indescribable feeling welled up in the hearts of the uncle and nephew, doubts, confusion, regret, all kinds of emotions entered their hearts, and at the same time they were a little bit incomprehensible, why he came over to say hello, and then beeped. Dudu is gone...

"No, uncle, we didn't see him when we circled around..."

The young man suddenly reacted and said, "Does this mean that you can go out now?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, hurriedly turned on the lights in the cab, and took out the map.

Rough fingers have been scratching the map, muttering: "He came from here just now, so..."

But the more he paddled, the more shocked his heart became, and the voice slowly fell.

The young man was even more surprised and trembled: "Uncle, there seems to be no way for him to come here..."

The two stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes. They came from a place where there was no road. What is this?

"Dudududu..."

Suddenly, just when the uncles and nephews were trembling and almost overwhelmed by panic, there was the sound of a motorcycle behind them.

The two shivered for a while, then hurriedly turned off the lights, and nervously held the guns in their hands.

Turning his head to look, he saw that on the small road in the distance behind, the headlights were on, slowly approaching them in this direction.

It's still the same direction, it still looks the same angle.

"Won't……"

The young man murmured, somewhat uncertain: "... Right?"

The middle-aged man was also at a loss: "It shouldn't be..."

In their nervous and anxious mood, gradually, they saw that the light was gradually approaching.

Still a motorcycle.

With a silver body, a young man with clean clothes sat in the car.

Especially, looking at the past like this, it feels extremely familiar, as if time has been reversed.

But seeing each other's eyes, they understand that this is not time reversal.

Goo-dong... Goo-dong... Goo-dong...

This time, their heartbeats were even faster than before.

Then just as their hearts were about to pop out of their chests, the motorcycle passed their cab.

This time, they saw the cyclist's face again, the one who had just passed by.

When passing by the cab, the young man in the car nodded to them and said friendly: "Hello."

"..."

An indescribable absurd feeling instantly enveloped the whole body of the uncle and nephew. They wanted to ask for directions just now, but this time they just didn't organize their language, just turned their heads and looked at the motorcycle stupidly. The car tumbled away.

There was only one thought in my mind: "Then what exactly... is it?"

However, just when the sense of weirdness in their hearts reached the extreme, the sound of the motorcycle engine suddenly stopped.

They turned their heads sharply, saw that the lights in front had stopped, and then turned around slowly.

After a while, the motorcycle tumbled back, and the people in the car tilted their heads and looked at them with a puzzled expression:

"Did we meet just now?"

Good afternoon, do you have any tickets?