At this point, the woman closed her mouth and bowed her head to knit the beautiful flower sweater.And then?
Ah, what later?
Ji Fan was curious: That girl, did she go back to the village later?
What about the others?
Oh, actually, there's not much more to say.The girl broke her bones and bones, and lived in his house for a few months, and the two grew closer.Until one morning, the man suddenly said goodbye, she waited for several days and did not see him come back, so she set out to look for someone in the woods.However, the village is no longer what it used to be, and years have passed, and her friends have long since disappeared, including herself.After a few years, the missing girl miraculously survived out of the jungle, and this incident was reported as a surprise.Not convinced, she took her guide back into the woods, trying to find the hut again, but could not find it again.Years?
Fu Mingyuan frowned, didn't he just live for a few months?
The woman smiled slightly: yes, maybe it was just a dream.The night breeze was cool, and she hummed softly and continued to weave lace on her sweater.Ji Fan and Fu Mingyuan glanced at each other and frowned.At the same time, the noise in the room also quieted down, probably because Dean Liu and his entourage had finally eaten and drunk enough and were ready to rest.The two said hello and walked back slowly.The village is peaceful, the path out of the village is deserted, and two dog barks are heard occasionally.Ji Fan was a little panicked in his heart, and subconsciously turned his head to look for Fu Mingyuan, but saw that the other party raised his hand and removed a thin piece of printing paper from the telephone pole.Missing person notice?
Through the dim street lights, Ji Fan struggled to read the words on it.Xun Huang, 8 years old, was lost at the entrance of Tangjia Village about a year ago, and when he left home, he wore a floral sweater, a white skirt, and red leather shoes.Ji Fan's eyes widened slightly.The paper depicts a delicate little girl, smiling sweetly at the camera, wearing a familiar thin sweater with a floral pattern.What's going on here?
I don't know, Fu Mingyuan crumpled the white paper, threw it into the ditch, and strode forward, but he should know soon.Chapter 111 Lost A dark cloud slowly drifted by, blocking the already dim moonlight.Leaving the village, the two walked back along the mountain road.The road was covered with gravel, the soles of shoes were crushed, and there was a low click, and the only thing I could hear was the rustling of footsteps.Ji Fan swallowed and unconsciously became nervous.The bushes beside the road cast shadows of fangs and claws, like some kind of beast hidden in the forest.The depths of the dense forest are even more terrifyingly quiet, and even the sound of insects disappears.
[The mossy metasequoia is tall and dense, and the mountain road that can be touched with your eyes closed hundreds of times is usually walked, but now you can't find it] The woman's faint voice sounded in his head again, and the cold sweat oozing from his back soaked his shirt, and the night breeze blew, sticky and cold.Ji Fan shuddered, stepped forward two steps, looked up and saw the man in front of him walking as usual, and couldn't help but feel a little relieved in his heart.How?
Fu Mingyuan stopped and turned his head.In a familiar calm voice, Ji Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief: No, it's okay.The figure in the darkness chuckled almost imperceptibly, raised his left hand, and touched his head accurately.Scared?
No, no, no!
Anyway, it's a shame to be scared by a few ghost stories!
Ji Fan couldn't help but be glad that the light around him was dim and he couldn't see his flushed face clearly.Cold fingers ran down the side of his face, tapping it to his lips, and he felt the heat of his face pass down his skin.Fortunately, Fu Mingyuan didn't expose it, but just smiled in a low voice.Did you bring your phone?
Ay?
Ji Fan subconsciously touched his pocket, it was empty.I was in such a hurry to go out in the morning that I forgot.Well, it may be a little troublesome.Fu Mingyuan took out his mobile phone from his pocket and shook it carelessly, and mine was almost out of battery.
[Who brought the flashlight?]
No one answered. 】[In the dead darkness, only the trembling voice of the leader remains; , don't play with me!
Where is the flashlight?
】As if in response to his delusions, a whimpering wind suddenly came from the top of the mountain, one long and one short, like the sorrowful cry of a young girl.Ji Fan stiffened from head to toe and stood in place.Did you hear me?
The warm lanterns of the hot spring inn were hidden behind the dense forest, and from their vantage point, there was no light at all, and there was only an endless eerie night sky overhead, and a ghostly, non-stop wind.There's something out there!
Fu Mingyuan took half a step back and grabbed his curled fingers.Don't be afraid, he interrupted, follow me.Ji Fan raised his head, he couldn't see the man's eyes clearly in the dark, he lowered his eyes, and gradually felt the temperature of his palm, and finally decided in his heart that as long as there was this person by his side, whether it was dark or the wind, it didn't seem to be so terrible.After walking silently for a while, Fu Mingyuan suddenly stopped his steps, and Ji Fan almost hit his back.Mr.
Fu?
Fu Mingyuan paused and said, "The road is not quite right.?"
Ji Fan swallowed nervously, and looked forward through the dim light, only to see that the familiar stone road had come to an end at some point, and in front of him, behind the intricate bushes, there was another sheep intestine path, which was more dilapidated and narrower than the mountain road under their feet.How can there be a path?
His pupils narrowed, and if memory serves, they hadn't gone down any similar path.They were halfway up the mountain, and their phones were running out of battery, so it seemed even more unrealistic to walk back down the mountain.Fu Mingyuan brushed aside the dead branches blocking the way with one hand, roughly judged the direction, and said lightly: Let's take a look.Ji Fan glanced at the other party's expression, and stopped talking.Since he's so sure, he shouldn't have a problem, right?
As if expecting what he was thinking, Fu Mingyuan hooked the corners of his lips: Just believe me like that?
Ji Fan lowered his head and walked to his side silently, but did not refute.Fu Mingyuan paused for a moment, rubbed the top of his hair, and his tone was almost gentle: It's okay, don't be afraid.Ji Fan's ears began to get hot again, and he carefully shrunk his neck back, and when he dodged, his fingertips suddenly touched a certain hard and cold texture in his trouser pocket.This is what he fumbled for a while, and he couldn't help but scream.?
It was that Ji Fan was a little embarrassed, and said vaguely, It's your birthday gift, I took it out in the morning, but I forgot to give it to you.Oh?
Fu Mingyuan bowed his head slightly, looking interested, it was exactly 11 o'clock, and his birthday was not over yet.He spread his hands, what is it?
Ji Fan clenched his fingers tightly, only to feel that his heart was beating more violently than just now, his voice was getting softer and softer, and there was nothing special before the words fell, Fu Mingyuan's slender and slightly cool fingers had already squeezed into his trouser pocket, and he easily opened his wet palm.With a bang, the thing was pulled out, exposed to the sight of the two, the metal shell silently reflecting a dim light.Is it a table?
Fu Mingyuan lowered his eyes and gently weighed his fingertips.It's not a particularly expensive mechanical watch, but it has just the right amount of weight, and it's probably the best consumer product that students can afford.He glanced at Ji Fan, who bowed his head and was silent, looked at his watch carefully, turned over the dial, and saw the initials of Fu Mingyuan's three words engraved on the back.This engraving Fu Mingyuan pursed his lips.He was slightly regretful, it would have been better if he had changed his name to Ji Fan.Yes?
Ji Fan next to him kept staring at his expression, so nervous that he was a little stumbling, that, that, if he didn't like it, he subconsciously reached out to grab it, but he was hidden.Fu Mingyuan blocked him, directly put the watch on his left wrist, and sneered unreasonably: If you give it to me, you still want to take it back?
Ji Fan: That's not what I mean!
He glanced to the side, only to see Fu Mingyuan loosen the wrist buckle and smooth the watch into his sleeve, as if he didn't want to stain it.Is it just a simple cleanliness fetish?
Or does the other person really like this worthless little gift?
No, no, with Mr.
Fu's experience, what kind of famous watch has I never seen, the only special thing, maybe just because he gave it?
No!
What are you thinking?!
Ji Fan came back to his senses suddenly, his ears burned more and more, and he didn't dare to look at him anymore.After a short interlude, the two set off again, one after the other.The dark clouds were blown away by the wind, and the moonlight was faintly bright, barely illuminating the path beneath his feet.When he reached the fork in the road, Fu Mingyuan glanced up at the moon, and called Ji Fan to confirm the moss on the trunk of the tree on the side of the road, and quickly chose the direction.The same is true at the second fork in the road.The third and fourth didn't know how long they walked, Ji Fan's legs and stomach began to tremble a little, on the contrary, the uneasiness entrenched in his chest gradually subsided, Fu Mingyuan walked confidently, and he followed with a little more confidence.After another half hour or so, I turned a corner, and suddenly my eyes opened up, and the warm lantern light of the hotel could be faintly seen between the jagged branches.Ji Fan's eyes widened slightly, and he felt a kind of happiness for the rest of his life.That's great!
He smiled and turned his head to look at Fu Mingyuan, but who knows, but saw that the man did not follow, but was quietly looking in the other direction, with a thoughtful expression.What?
He also looked in that direction, but all he saw was a black bush, what was wrong?
Is there anything over there?
Fu Mingyuan came back to his senses, shook his head and said that it was okay, and took him by the hand: No, let's go out.Hmm, Ji Fan suppressed the confusion in his heart and followed him out of two steps.As he was about to step out of the shadows of the forest, he couldn't help but look back one last time.This glance made him a little stunned, I don't know if it was an illusion, and at a certain moment, there seemed to be a slight flash of fire in the depths of the darkness.When I looked closely, the light disappeared again, as if it were just the reflection of the hotel lights on the cobwebs and dew.Isn't that dazzling?
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He rubbed his eyes, and the forest in front of him was quiet, only hollow, pure black.Ji Fan Ji Fan?
He hurriedly answered, and hurriedly turned back to follow Fu Mingyuan.The two of them went in the same direction, and when they pushed aside the last few bushes, a slightly remote courtyard appeared in front of them.West Wing.Fu Mingyuan narrowed his eyes.At the moment, only the two of them live in the West Pavilion, and only a few lights are lit under the corridor.Ji Fan remembered that the waiter Xiaoyun had said earlier that the east and west courtyards of the hot spring hotel were not directly connected, and they had to pass through the path in the garden, and there was an old iron gate between the two halls.The hotel's main entrance, reception and parking lot are all crowded into the East Wing, which means that if guests from the West Pavilion want to go down the mountain, they have to pass through at least two doors.They stayed overnight and didn't know that there was another way from the backyard of the West Building to the bottom of the mountain.The combination of the door, the path, and the mountain temple seemed to be covered with a thin layer of fog in front of his eyes, and behind the fog was some kind of intriguing truth.No, was this whole complex really originally designed as a hotel?
No one could answer his question, only the paper lanterns swayed gently in the wind, casting a soft, warm glow.Heh, Fu Mingyuan said in a low voice, don't you just ask?
Who to ask?
Ji Fan didn't react for a moment, but Fu Mingyuan pressed his shoulder and turned around, only to see that in the shadow of the corner of the corridor, a slender woman stood with her back to them, carrying an iron pot and watering flowers.Xiaoyun?
She hummed a soft ballad, focusing on the pots of orchids in front of her, completely oblivious to their voices.Ji Fan raised his voice and called again.She finally turned around, her eyes smiling crookedly, and she didn't seem to be afraid at all: Hey, you're back?
Dinner is ready, do you need to serve it now?
Or do you want to wash up first?
Ji Fan shook his head and went straight to the point: Actually, I wanted to ask, excuse me, can you go down the mountain directly from the West Pavilion?
No, she replied without hesitation, if you want to go down the mountain, you have to go to the East Pavilion, which is the door where you go out in the morning.Ji Fan and Fu Mingyuan glanced at each other.Fu Mingyuan said casually: That's not a car road?
Don't even have a walk down the mountain?
Xiaoyun shook his head, his face confused: No, what's wrong?
Fu Mingyuan stared at her eyes and said lightly: We went up the mountain from a small road just now.He paused, strengthened his tone, and led from the foot of the hill directly to the garden of the West Pavilion.Before the words fell, the arc of the smile on the corner of Xiaoyun's lips suddenly froze.She stared at them for a few seconds before she spoke in a flat tone: Ah, speaking of which, there was indeed a road here before.However, I forgot about the long-term inhabitation of the West Pavilion.But didn't you just say I forgot.She interrupted Ji Fan unceremoniously and repeated it indifferently.Ji Fan wanted to say something, but was dragged by Fu Mingyuan.Guest, is there anything else you can do?
Xiaoyun said in a deep tone.This time, there was no smile in her dark eyes, like a cold stone sculpture.No, Fu Mingyuan waved his hand generously, please help me bring it over for dinner.Xiaoyun nodded, turned around and left.Wait, Fu Mingyuan suddenly stopped her, wouldn't it be too troublesome for you to prepare to eat so late?
Ji Fan tilted his head in some surprise, he had the impression that Fu Mingyuan was not the kind of character who would feel guilty for bothering others, the other party noticed his gaze, and gently pressed his shoulder to signal him not to speak.Xiaoyun stopped: It's okay, it's not too late.Kitchen supper doesn't end until midnight.Midnight?
Ji Fan was slightly surprised, they had been tossing on the road for so long, and it had only been less than an hour?
Midnight?
Fu Mingyuan raised his eyebrows, what time is it?
Xiaoyun lowered his eyes and looked at his watch: eleven o'clock.Ji Fan gasped slightly, if memory serves, they were obviously still trapped halfway up the mountain at 11 o'clock.He turned his head to look at Fu Mingyuan, but when he saw the other party's expectant face, he said softly; Really.What is it really like?
He was puzzled.