They are Chasing Me!

"Teacher, it's raining outside again."

Su An opened his eyes and looked at the speaker. A boy with a thick veil and acne scars looked out the window worriedly, "Look, I can't even see the road clearly."

Su An looked out the window, the dense forest was hazy in the white rain and mist, showing a dark color. The raindrops on the windows made long streaks, and the dripping rain was uncomfortably sticky.

This van was forced to stop on the road in the dense forest by the heavy rain.

In the driver's seat, a boy with a hot red cropped cut was chewing gum, "The road is muddy, what a bad place it is. It has been raining since we drove here, and the mobile phone has no signal. I want to play a game to pass the time." Neither can play."

Su An looked at him, the red-haired boy turned his head, he looked handsome, and his tone was a bit impatient, "Teacher, what should we do now?"

Su An coughed, and carefully took out the folded old-fashioned glasses from the plaid shirt pocket, "Where is the map, show it to the teacher."

The only female classmate sitting in the back seat handed him the map.

Su An unfolded the map and slowly found the road they were on. The rain outside was pattering, and the moisture seeped in through the cracks in the windows, causing the map to become limp.

"Let me look for it... we are here," Su An pushed his glasses and looked out the window seriously, "There is a well-washing village two kilometers away. Let's stop in the village and wait for the rain to stop first."

The degree of the original body is not high, only one or two hundred degrees, even wearing glasses, it is not very helpful to see things, Su An widened his eyes to see, but he could only see the nearest one within three meters. row of trees.

Such a big white mist covered almost everything.

"Don't everyone's mobile phones have a signal?" Su An took off his glasses slowly, and put them away carefully.

The boy with a thick head curtain said: "Teacher, my phone has lost signal since the first rain."

The girl in the back seat whispered, "Me too."

Su An urged in a good temper: "Look again, look again."

The three students reluctantly turned on their phones and watched it again.

Her original name was Yu Su'an, and she had such a fluffy personality, too particular and serious, so she was secretly nicknamed "Small Mom" ​​by the students in the university. This time, Yuanshen came out to conduct research with a few graduate students under his name, and was trapped on the road by the continuous rain.

The red-haired man's name is Zhou Hao, he is a rich second generation, he usually hates the original owner's seriousness, and finds it annoying. The boy with the thick hood is called Chen Tian, ​​a kid who was admitted to a university in the countryside, with a simple personality and respects teachers very much. The only girl named Qin Qin is a bit timid and the protagonist of this world.

Su An glanced at the heroine from the corner of her eye, "System, where does this world need to be corrected?"

The system said: "Host, in the original fate line, the heroine completed the pre-graduation research, graduated successfully, entered the society, met her true son, and her career and love are smooth sailing."

Su An: "Well, continue."

"After the world was polluted," the system paused, "You and your group died on the road of investigation, and none survived."

Su An hissed, "Has a car accident happened?"

"no."

"A landslide? A sudden mudslide? A fire broke out in the hotel?" Su An said that one was rejected by the system and the other was rejected by the system, and his scalp gradually became numb.

The system tactfully said: "Host, the cause of death is related to the original fate line, I can't disclose it. But you should pay attention, as long as the heroine can survive the research and graduate successfully, the world's normal value will be obtained."

"Teacher," the red-haired boy Zhou Hao raised his voice and called Su An three times, scolding his mother in his heart, "Look, all three of our mobile phones show no signal."

"Hey," Su An also took out his mobile phone to take a look, seemed to calmly wipe off his cold sweat, and sighed, "It's true. It's not a problem if the rain doesn't stop... Let's do it, if it still rains in half an hour It didn’t stop, so let’s leave the car here first, walk two kilometers into the village with an umbrella, and when the rain stops, we’ll come back and drive the car away.”

This road is sparsely populated, and it is still a dirt road. Presumably, if you park your car here, it will not block the way of others. Their tires had sunk into the mud, and it was estimated that they would have to use a little effort to push the car out when the rain stopped.

The four teachers and students have been trapped in the car for a whole day, and they have eaten all the food they can eat. If they stay any longer, they will be hungry at night. Yu Su'an was not afraid of starving herself, but afraid of starving the students.

The three classmates had no objection to this decision, and the four of them waited quietly for half an hour. The rain and fog outside showed no sign of stopping.

Su An asked the students to carry their belongings on their backs, and got out of the car under umbrellas.

As soon as he got out of the car door, the cold wind and rain rushed up. Su An shivered, went back to the car and took her coat, "Everyone wear thicker clothes, don't catch a cold."

Both Chen Tian and Qin Qin obediently went back to get their clothes, and Zhou Hao also walked over, took his own coat and looked back, amused, and said to the two of them: "You see, mom, this dress is really mine. Grandpa looks old-fashioned in his clothes."

When Chen Tian and Qin Qin looked back, they saw Mr. Yu Su'an was wearing a dark blue coat buttoned up in a serious manner. The coat was flat and straightforward, just like the style of clothes worn by a grandpa in his fifties or sixties. The two couldn't help laughing, and then stopped awkwardly, "The teacher is also quite young, why is he dressed in such, uh, retro style."

Zhou Hao: "Come on, if this is called retro, fashion circles don't have to reincarnate. People don't call him uncle when they see him because he is young and pretty good-looking. Plaid shirt, dark blue jacket, black and gray pants, I God, why did I report to his subject at that time."

Their subject is to visit folk customs, and the school will pay for the research, which is equivalent to a public-funded tour, and it is very popular when signing up.

"I think this subject is very good, and Teacher Yu is also very responsible," Qin Qin said weakly, "The teacher is still very knowledgeable. I have learned a lot from the teacher along the way."

Chen Tian nodded, "Zhou Hao, stop talking, the teacher is already dressed."

A group of people rushed to the village with umbrellas and braved the wind and rain. The further they walked, the thicker the mud on the road became.

The two-kilometer road usually takes up to 30 minutes to walk, but because of the rain, fog and mud, the four of them had to walk for an hour before seeing the shadow of the village in the misty white fog.

There is a river in front of the village, and the current is fast. An old wooden bridge was erected over the river. When Su An stepped on it, his feet almost slipped. He quickly held on to the handrail and looked down. It turned out that there were some sparse moss growing on the bridge.

"Students, be careful," he raised his voice, "it's easy to slip here."

Chen Tian said loudly: "Teacher, we know!"

The wood on the armrest was softened by the rain, and when I pinched it with my hand, it seemed that a fingerprint could be squeezed out with a little force. Su An guessed that this place should not have been rained in the past few months, otherwise the wood would not be soaked to the point of rotting. up.

He walked down the bridge carefully, and his shoes were soaked at this time, not only the shoes, but also the trousers and back that could not be covered by the umbrella, and the clothes were tightly stuck to his body.

The three students were as embarrassed as he was. Su An observed the entrance of the village. Not far from the bridge, there was a tall stone standing upright, which looked like an old man with a cane. Three rough characters were engraved on it: Xijing Village .

Qin Qin exclaimed: "Look, is this stone formed naturally?"

They regarded the rain as a relaxing game, and they all ran to the edge of the stone. Zhou Hao was well-informed, walked around the stone twice and said, "It seems to be formed naturally, and I don't see any traces of artificial carving."

Su An walked over slowly, smiled, and said: "In "Notes of Youtai Xianguan", there is a stone like this that looks like an old man. It is called the "Qiaotou Land God" by the villagers and enjoys incense and worship. But in After that, six women decided not to marry, and they threw themselves into the river together to die, and the folks felt that the "Qiaotou Land God" did not protect the lives of the women, so they no longer enshrined that stone."

The three of them listened carefully, and Qin Qin whispered, "Is there anyone who asks the stone to save someone?"

Zhou Hao said casually: "It's just a story, just listen to it."

They walked slowly into the village, wondering if it was an illusion, after passing the old man's stone, the white fog seemed to be less, and the rain was still falling, but the visibility was much better than before.

The entrance to the village was quiet, and no one was seen.

Su An took out his glasses and put them on, Chen Tian tugged at his sleeves, "Teacher, there seems to be someone on the road that turns left."

Su An: "Come on, let's go and have a look."

Small villages are generally arranged very neatly, with a road extending in all directions, which can be seen at a glance. But this village called Xijing Village is not like this. The road turning left is winding and uneven, and houses of all sizes are gathered together in twos and threes, not like a village, but like a maze.

Turn left and walk to the end, the noise gradually increased. Men's conversations and women's cries were mixed together, as if dozens or hundreds of people were gathered here, everyone was talking, but they couldn't hear a word clearly.

Su An took the students out to have a look. Not far away, the villagers were standing next to each other, each with a sad face, talking to the people around them in a low voice. Many of the villagers wore white turbans and white linen. A coffin was placed in the middle of the crowd, and two parties were arguing about something around the coffin.

Chen Tian whispered: "Teacher, they seem to be being buried."

A villager on the periphery of the crowd whispered: "Hurry up and burn it, why cry, don't you panic..."

"Shhh," another person hastily yelled, "Shut up, you."

As soon as they turned their faces, they saw the four of Su An standing at the entrance of the alley, and the two of them were taken aback for a moment.

Su An hurried forward, "Brother, hello," he said again about being trapped on the road by the rain, "Where is the village chief? We want to borrow a place to rest for the night."

The two villagers were still staring at them, from Su An to Qin Qin who was at the end. Qin Qin was a little scared and hid behind the teacher.

After the two villagers looked at each other, they said, "The village chief is right in front, I will take you to find the village chief."

One of them pulled Su An and walked forward, enthusiastically said: "Where is the car parked? Alas, it has rained a lot in our place in the past two months, and the fields have been flooded into rivers. Don't worry, our place There are many vacant houses, there must be a place for you to live in, and the villagers in Xijing Village are very hospitable."

The three students followed closely behind the teacher, and the villagers who were leading the way yelled loudly: "Everyone give way, give way, a stranger is coming, I want to find the village chief!"

Along the way, people in mourning and those not wearing mourning gave way to them when they heard the yelling. Dozens of pairs of eyes were fixed on the four of them, Zhou Hao couldn't help feeling terrified, turned his head and complained to Chen Tian: "This is too **** enthusiastic."

No matter who he looked at, the villagers would give him a grin.

Other times it was just a matter of laughing, but this time the coffin was placed inside, and some people were smiling at him in white linen cloth, which made Zhou Hao feel intrusive.

Chen Tian looked ordinary, "The rural people are really hospitable. We all know everyone in the village, and we know all about Chen Zhima rotten millet. If there are foreigners coming, everyone will be curious."

Zhou Hao thought for a while, "Yes."

The elder brother of the village directly led them around the coffin, and said to a one-armed old man with a straight face on crutches: "Village chief, there are foreigners who want to stay in our village."

The two parties who were arguing just now were a few elderly people headed by the village head, and the other party were three family members in white mourning. The three of them knelt on the ground and cried out of breath. Among them, there is no distinction between tears and rain.

One of the middle-aged women murmured and repeated: "I can't burn my son."

This scene was broken by them, Su An was really embarrassed, but before he said anything, the village chief suppressed his anger, looked at Su An and the others kindly and said, "Are you here to stay?"

Yu Su'an said in embarrassment: "We are a trivial matter, so there is no rush. You go to business first and don't worry about us."

The village chief sighed, "What's the matter...Guests, why did you come to our village?"

"I'm a university teacher, and I took my students out to do research, and I happened to pass by here," Yu Su'an said hurriedly, "Village Chief, you should do your work first."

The village chief cheered up, "University teacher? A cultural person! Come and see, see if this dead man should be burned or not!"

Before Su An refused, the villagers on the side had already pushed the coffin away.

The body of a young male with a pale face was exposed in front of everyone.

The body was restrained very neatly, which is enough to show the love of his family. His face was young, he seemed to be in his early twenties, and his appearance was ordinary, but he died at a young age.

Yu Suan couldn't bear it, and was about to look away, when he suddenly realized something was wrong, he hesitated to look back, and glanced up and down for a while, "Has this corpse been placed for a long time?"

The village chief said quietly: "He just died yesterday."

But the corpse was very stiff, to such a degree that it was clearly as if he had been dead for five or six days.

Su An suddenly felt a chill.

The original owner's erudition instantly transmitted relevant knowledge to him. He clearly remembered that in the Nether culture, there was a kind of zombie that looked like this.

For those who are newly dead but not restrained, their corpses are stiff, and evil things will take the opportunity to invade their corpses and jump up suddenly to attack people.

In such a corpse change, the one who opens his eyes is not the original owner of the corpse, but the evil thing occupying the corpse.

Su An shuddered and suddenly woke up again. He smirked, zombie? evil Dead? how can that be.

He was about to ask someone to push the coffin up, but he suddenly saw the corpse open its eyes. A pair of dark and terrifying eyes instantly met Su An's. These eyes had no whites, and his ordinary face suddenly became eerie and evil because of these eyes.

The corpse stared straight at Su An, and Su An's goosebumps suddenly exploded.

With a scream of "Ah", he staggered two steps back and was supported by Zhou Hao and Chen Tian. When he pointed at the coffin with shaking hands again, the corpse inside the coffin was calm, as if nothing had changed.