The Exorcist

Tick ​​tock.

A clear sound of water droplets shattered Xiaoxia's dream.

She woke up, confused for a moment. Where is this place?

In a daze, she remembered that after the zombie incident, Wan Li must let her live in Ruan Zhan's "Ghost-proof Fortress". At first she was stubborn and refused, not because she was not afraid, but because in her heart she was angry for Ruan Zhan, because he did not come back when she was in the most danger. Although she knew how unreasonable this idea was and that Ruan Zhan had no obligation to her, she just couldn't get over it. But then Wan Li threatened to kidnap her if she didn't comply, so she reluctantly agreed.

She wasn't afraid of violence, she couldn't bear to betray Wanli's good intentions and didn't want to make others worry because of her willfulness.

But why is she staying in a strange place now? The four walls are rough earth walls, surrounded by simple furniture. There is a hard wooden bed under her body, and there is an ancient skylight above her head.

The glass of the skylight was broken, and there were cobwebs on it. The dim light, not sure whether it was moonlight or sunlight, poured down and shone mottledly on Xiaoxia's face, which made her unable to adapt for a moment. She covered her eyes with her hands, which just made the skylight brighter. The leaking water dripped onto her hands.

She closed her eyes and sighed.

Is this reality or a dream? Again she couldn't tell. If it was a dream, she twisted her arm, but still didn't wake up; if it was the real world, why couldn't she remember when she came here? Going to a mountain village for a self-guided trip? Legal education propaganda organized by the Bar Association? Why don't you have any impression? !

Tick ​​tock.

Another drop of water fell on her hand. She wiped it irritably, but felt that the water droplets had a strange smell and a strange feel. When he opened his eyes and looked, there was nothing on the skylight, but the marks on his hands were very dark and not very clear in the dim light.

"Is it sewage?" she said to herself.

"It's blood." A childish voice sounded in her ear, causing her to sit up suddenly in shock.

Outside the door like a wooden fence, there was a small black shadow standing. If you look closely, it is a little boy of six or seven years old. The long hair on his forehead covers his eyes, making the expression on his face unclear. , his arms were raised straight, and he didn’t know what he was holding. Xiaoxia didn't know how long he stood there. It always felt like he had always been there, just like this dilapidated hut that suddenly appeared.

"Who are you? Where are you?" Xiaoxia asked after finally seeing someone.

The little boy didn't speak and just smiled. Xiaoxia saw that his mouth was very big, which gave his whole face a weird feeling.

"Can you tell me?" she asked again, a little scared, sensing something was wrong with the surrounding environment.

The little boy said nothing, pointed behind Xiaoxia, turned around and ran away without making any sound.

Xiao Xia's hair stood on end.

Is there something behind her? She was clearly alone just now.

"Do you want a drink?" As if to answer her question, a voice behind her suddenly asked.

Xiao Xia turned her head suddenly and saw a hanged man in red hanging on the beam under the skylight at some point. She was swaying in the wind like a rag, her face was ashen, she had no lips, and she showed a set of black teeth. She held a knife in her right hand and cut the wrist of her left hand. The black viscous liquid dried along her path like dead wood. dripping from fingers.

"Take a sip!" She stretched out her wrist to Xiaoxia. The wound was like a crooked bloody mouth. She smiled at Xiaoxia with the rotten side turned over, and the blood and stench rushed towards her.

Could it be that this was the thing that dropped on his hand just now? !

"Don't you want it?" The female ghost suddenly swooped down, frightening Xiao Xiaxia to take several steps back, then turned around and ran away.

Outside the door, there was a long black corridor, with empty rooms with closed doors on both sides of the corridor. The wooden boards under the feet creaked and seemed to collapse at any time, making Xiaoxia not sure which direction to escape.

"It tastes good." Without waiting for her to hesitate, the hand bleeding with black blood was stretched out to her ear silently, inviting her "diligently", so that she could only run towards the darkness at the other end in a panic. .

At the end, there was a staircase extending downward, and her eagerness to escape made her rush down without even thinking.

Layer after layer - it seemed as if there was no bottom, so she could only run as fast as she could. Several times, she saw the little boy who appeared in front of her door running from the opposite side, his arms still raised, but he rushed past her without waiting for her to ask a question. What's even more frightening is that while running, she suddenly had a strange feeling - something was walking up and down, and she was not the only one on the stairs!

This feeling made her feel extremely guilty, so when the little boy rushed past her again, she grabbed his arm desperately.

"Wait for me--"

However, his arm was torn off by her. In the hand, there is just a small bundle of random grass.

When she was confused, the little boy became angry, "Give me your arm!" He stared at Xiaoxia angrily, his oversized mouth like a big hole.

Xiaoxia was so frightened that she quickly threw the random grass in her hand to him, but the little boy threw it on the ground, "It's broken, I don't want it anymore. I want yours!" He took a step forward, and the two people who had no reflection of light His round eyes glared at Xiaoxia angrily, "Why don't you give me your body!" He said and jumped forward again.

"I did not do it on purpose."

"No, give it to me!"

"No!" Xiaoxia pushed away the approaching little boy and continued running. She never knew that children could be so scary.

"Give me, give me, give me!" A series of screams behind her forced her to keep running down. Suddenly, there was a flash in front of her, and she found the hanged man in red blocking the corner of a staircase, causing her to brake urgently.

"Take a sip, it's delicious." The female ghost stretched out her hand with black blood gushing in front of her, and the wound looked like a cracked smiling mouth.

"Give me your body!" The little boy also caught up and pushed him from behind.

In order to avoid them, Xiaoxia had no choice but to lean on the handrail of the stairs. But this building was too dilapidated, and the rotten wood made her fall directly from the endless black building!

Pain - pain -

Xiaoxia's whole body felt as if she had been thrown apart. The pain was so severe that she suspected that all the bones in her body were broken, and there were blood marks on her palms. But she still stayed in this strange place and didn't feel like she had woken up from a nightmare.

Is this not a dream at all and it cannot be ended? !

She looked around in horror and found herself in a dilapidated courtyard opposite a crooked black building, which seemed to be the one with the endless stairs just now. There is a stone mill in the middle of the yard, and a little gray donkey with its head and face covered is lazily dragging the mill away.

The sky was gray, there was no sun, and there was no wind. There was only the monotonous sound of the grindstone spinning in the yard. Also, the whispering sounds that make people feel that they are far away yet very close to us!

Who is speaking?

Xiao Xia looked around and saw a row of stone benches behind her, with several long-haired women in red sitting on them. They seemed to be tourists watching the little donkey grinding, pointing curiously and talking in low voices eagerly, seemingly not noticing Xiaoxia's existence.

Xiaoxia felt cold sweat flowing down her forehead, and she didn't dare to say anything. She knew that she had just stepped out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's den, and she had to leave this place, otherwise she would definitely die.

Because those women - they all have no face!

A flat white plate covered with unkempt hair. Apart from that, there is nothing!