Mark, Uncle Cuu Invited Me Down The Mountain

The reason why I feel that this house is different from the others is because it is in a row of burned rooms.

Only this one, still intact and standing.　　In the midst of the rows of dilapidated houses, it looks so obvious, so standing out from the crowd.

"It's so strange, Uncle Shi, this house is obviously in the middle, and the houses on both sides of it have all burned down, but it is still fine, nothing at all!　　This, this is too weird! After Qiusheng saw it, he said in surprise.

After finishing speaking, he said with some fear.

"This house won't be a haunted house, what we see won't be an illusion!"

"No, there's no illusion on this, this room is real, let's go in and have a look!" Zhao Hao said, taking the lead and walking forward.

And Qiusheng pulled Lin Zhengying and said a little timidly.

"Master, is there really no problem, I think this place is very weird, will there be anything terrible in this room!"

"You, you're really timid, even if there is something, he is a foot taller, and your uncle is also a foot taller, what are you worried about!" After Lin Zhengying finished speaking, he took Qiusheng to follow Zhao Hao's footsteps and walked to the room together.

When he walked to the door, Zhao Hao stopped, and Lin Zhengying asked.

"Uncle Shi, what's wrong? Any questions?

"I just suddenly had a sense of familiarity.　　When you see this room, do you feel like you've seen this scene anywhere? Zhao Hao asked.

Lin Zhengying and Qiusheng glanced at each other, both at a loss.

"No, such a weird thing, how could we..."　　Speaking of this, Qiusheng seemed to remember something, and suddenly said.

"I see! Mass graves!　　The grave of Ye Xiaoling that we saw in the mass grave was similar to the feeling of this house.　　It's all unique in this decadent environment!

"That's right! That's how it feels! Zhao Hao nodded and said.

"So, this room belongs to Ye Xiaoling?　　Her ability is so great, such a big fire can't burn her room! Qiusheng looked at the room again and said with a sigh.

At this time, I saw Zhao Hao stretch out his hand and gently pushed open the door of the room, and with a "squeak", the door slowly opened, and the scene inside the room was slowly revealed in front of him.

But before they could see clearly, a blinding light suddenly shot out of the room, and they couldn't open their eyes.

By the time the light had disappeared and they opened their eyes again, the scene in front of them had been completely different.

At this moment, in front of their eyes, it was like a movie, and different pictures kept flashing in front of them.　　The picture is over, most of the time it is Ye Xiaoling, she practices alone, sings, and reads scripts.　　Occasionally, I sit in front of the dressing table, and draw my eyebrows in the mirror, between my eyebrows and eyes, I am full of tenderness and sweetness.

At this time, she should already have a sweetheart.　　Later, in this picture, a man will appear, this person is her senior brother.

It can be seen that the two people are in love, from testing each other, to confirming the relationship, to blending oil in honey.

This scene can be seen very clearly from the picture in front of you.　　And in the process, Zhao Hao noticed that outside this room, there was a thin figure that often appeared.

He is like a silent shadow, always by Ye Xiaoling's side, but he has no sense of existence.

The person's face was not clear to see, and he could only pass through his figure, and it could be seen that he was a little thin and slumped back.

Seeing him, Zhao Hao had some doubts in his heart.　　Who could this person be? Are you also a member of the troupe? This troupe is the most particular about figure, and it generally looks very tall, this person with such a figure will not be a member of the troupe.

The next person here?

Just when Zhao Hao was puzzled, the picture in front of him suddenly changed again, the previous tone was bright, and at this moment, the picture in front of them became very dim and low.

Seeing such a scene, Zhao Hao and the others couldn't help but feel depressed in their hearts.

After the tone of the picture changed, I saw Ye Xiaoling crying and running in from the outside pushing the door, her clothes looking a little messy.

She lay on the bed and cried for a long time, and then her brother walked in.　　I saw that he was not as attentive as before at this moment, and his expression looked a little indifferent.

came in and said a few words and left, and Ye Xiaoling was obviously disappointed.

Since then, her whole body has become very sluggish, and her face no longer has the bright smile she had before.　　And her brother hasn't set foot in this house since.

On the contrary, the thin and cricket figure who had been at the door often appeared in her room, bringing her food and talking to her, while Ye Xiaoling's attitude was very cold.

Seeing that in that picture, Ye Xiaoling's whole person became more and more depressed, like a flower that was gradually withering.

Finally, one day, there was a sound of joy outside.　　After Ye Xiaoling heard it, she ran out, and she came back a moment later, this time she looked extremely desperate.

There are also obvious red marks on one side of the face, which looks like someone has beaten him.

That day, not long after she came back from outside, a white silk was placed on the beam, and Ye Xiaoling hung herself in the house.

The moment he saw her hanging, Qiusheng, who was on the side, subconsciously wanted to step forward to stop her.　　He lunged forward and tried to pick her up, but he suddenly jumped into the air, and then he realized that what he was seeing now was all illusion, not real.

This scene in front of him had happened many years ago, and he was too late to stop it after all.　　Qiusheng took two steps back, looked at the corpse of Ye Xiaoling, who was hanging on the beam, and said with some sadness.

"It's a pity, I died like this, and I feel a little uncomfortable to see it! If only someone could stop her! The

picture before their eyes changed again, and in the evening, the hunched figure appeared again.

He pushed open the door and saw Ye Xiaoling's body, and immediately grief-stricken and cried wildly.

Looking at his painful appearance, Qiusheng didn't even hold back, and wiped away his tears.

He was crying so sadly, as long as the people present saw it, there was no way not to be moved by him.

After a while, I saw him put Ye Xiaoling's body down, wrapped it in a quilt, and took it out, before going out, he looked at the front with low eyes and resentment, and then walked out.