C33

It was only a quarter past ten, but it was long past the point where country folk slept. Eldest Uncle stopped under a tree. He didn't dare to directly charge into the village, afraid that he would see what he least wanted to happen.

Lighting a cigarette, he tried his best to look towards the village half a mile away. If there were no lights in the village, it meant that at least everything was fine tonight; if there were lights in the village, it was most likely that the mourning hall was being built overnight.

In front of him was still an endless darkness. No matter how hard Uncle tried, he couldn't see a single light. He felt a lot more at ease. It seemed like there wouldn't be any problems tonight. He started the motorcycle again and headed towards the village half a mile away.

However, after walking for three hundred meters, Uncle was stunned. That was because the road in front of them was the big locust tree at the entrance of the village and the shell hanging below. It swayed in the night wind.

Uncle was confused, he turned around and saw darkness a few meters behind him. He shook his head. Could it be that he was too distracted and had misread something? He took a closer look and confirmed that it really was the Pagoda tree at the village entrance. Then, he continued to drive forward.

After walking for another 300 meters, his uncle's back broke out in a cold sweat. On the roadside, there was still a giant locust tree and the artillery shell tied to it.

It seemed like he had really run into something this time. His uncle didn't dare to stop, and regardless of how long the fuel in the tank could last, he sprinted forward at full speed, hoping to escape this strange place with the help of his motorcycle.

Twenty minutes later, the motorcycle finally announced that the gas tank had dried up and stopped. Uncle raised his head slowly and looked ahead. Just out of sight of the lights of the car, a projectile shell swung on the branches of a tree in the dark.

He got off the bike and pushed it closer. Under the lights of the headlights, the branches of the locust tree still standing at the entrance of the village looked especially ferocious.

"Hey!" Is anyone there? " Finally unable to endure this strange scene, his uncle shouted loudly into the darkness. He wished that someone could hear him and find his way here. However, the darkness of the night had sucked everything in. Even the shouts seemed unable to penetrate this endless barrier.

Even when his uncle's voice was hoarse, he did not hear any reaction. He sat back in the car to rest for a while. Uncle decided that no matter what, he had to break out of this place. Waiting like this obviously wasn't a good idea. He even suspected that if he didn't think of a way out, the sunrise might never come. He might very well be trapped in this mysterious space until he starved to death.

Thinking of this, Eldest Uncle turned on the lights and took out the spare flashlight from under the car seat. Since the road went on endlessly, he decided to go down to the side of the road and cross the ridge horizontally. Perhaps he could get out of here.

By the side of the road, there were corn fields as tall as a person. Uncle took his direction, and with only money and flashlight on his body, he drilled into the depths. The wind was blowing on the corn, making it rustle, making people feel as if something was nearing them from all directions. Although his uncle was scared, he didn't have a choice. The only way to escape was this.

After walking for a few hundred meters, he could vaguely see a faint light ahead. His uncle then let out a sigh of relief. He quickened his pace and jogged towards the light.

As they got closer and closer to the light, Eldest Uncle shouted at the same time to attract the attention of the people there. Finally, he pushed aside the last bunch of corn stalks that were blocking his path and looked at the scene before him. Then, he slumped to the ground.

It was also a country road in front of uncle. However, the light in the middle of the road was nothing else but the headlights of his motorcycle. After passing through a field of corn, he returned to the entrance of the village under the locust tree.

Eldest Uncle had completely collapsed. He started to curse loudly, from before liberation to family planning, the previous village chief scolded the people around him. The more he scolded, the more confident he became. It was as though this was the only way to dispel the rising fear in his heart. Finally, after cursing to the end, his uncle let out a loud roar and furiously smashed the flashlight into the shell hanging under the tree.

"Bang!" A loud sound was heard, breaking the quiet road of the countryside in an instant.

Eldest Uncle was gasping for breath as he glanced at the shells that were constantly swaying from the impact. He faintly noticed that behind the Pagoda tree in the distance, lights were gradually lighting up.

It was the village! That was his home village! Having confirmed this, uncle ran towards the village without a care. After a minute, he finally saw the first house at the village entrance.

When he got home, his uncle found that he was drenched in sweat and his legs were as soft as noodles. He couldn't stand up again after sitting down.

After a while, he waited for his family to return from the village entrance. He was still pushing the motorcycle that had been abandoned halfway there.

As he talked about what just happened, his family said they had sent three people to wait for him at the big locust tree at the village entrance. In order to make it easier for him to recognize the road, they even pulled a wire and hung a 200 watt bulb under the tree. This motorcycle was actually found on the roadside less than 100 meters away from the village entrance.

He asked his uncle how he passed the Pagoda tree but didn't find out about the three people who were waiting for him. Both parties insisted that they definitely didn't see each other. When their uncle finished narrating what had just happened, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air and sighed endlessly.

When they came back to their senses, everyone thought of the old lady next door and hurried over with Eldest Uncle to take a look. What was more surprising was that the old lady, who had already stopped breathing at night, had regained her rosy complexion. Even her pulse and heartbeat showed a faint reaction.

After such a night of commotion, two days later, the old lady miraculously recovered. When she asked about that night, the old lady only said that she had suddenly felt strong after dark, so she got out of bed and walked to the village entrance, wanting to wait for her eldest son.

The old lady was anxious, waiting for her son to come from the left and waiting for him from the right. She was slowly getting tired, wanting to sleep, but afraid that she would miss her son's return, she picked up a few big tree forks from the roadside and placed them horizontally in the middle of the road.

He thought that if he were to lie here for a while and his son returned, he would definitely find a tree branch in the middle of the road. As long as he stopped, he would wake up and see his son. After all this was done, the old lady fell asleep against a large rock by the side of the road.

After sleeping for a while, the old lady seemed to feel someone tugging at her. She opened her eyes and found that in front of her were two men dressed from head to toe in black, their faces hidden in the shadow of their hats. Without waiting for the old lady to speak, the two men in black carried her and prepared to leave. The old lady was naturally unwilling, but she had no idea where she got the strength from as she struggled desperately.

Just as the three of them were about to enter a state of chaos, a loud metallic sound suddenly echoed out in their ears. The two men in black seemed to fear this voice. They let go of the old lady and covered their ears as they slowly burrowed into the ground.

The old lady was feeling weird when she realised that the tree branch in the middle of the road had somehow been moved away. There was a figure running towards the village, and from the looks of it, it was her eldest son. The old lady was so happy that she forgot about what happened just now. She ran home with her son. As soon as she entered the courtyard, she felt dizzy and fainted. When she woke up, she was like this.

But that day, everyone at home knew that the old lady stopped breathing as soon as it became dark. Dozens of people stood guard outside the courtyard, saying that it was impossible for the old lady to run out of the village by herself at night.

Everyone who heard about these two events thought that it was the will of heaven. The old lady was so anxious to think that she decided to guard the village entrance. Although she had moved to a tree branch and unintentionally cut off her son's path, but her son had unintentionally thrown the flashlight, which actually dragged back her mother's soul that had left her body.

At this point, my uncle would tell me and my brother, "Although I don't believe in ghosts and gods, but that time, the Wall-Hitting Ghost was really scary...

"Right, did we encounter a ghost wall?" I finally remembered this word and stopped thinking about it. Turning around, I shouted at Zhang Shan. Hearing my words, Zhang Shan thought for a moment, then said with his head raised, "Looking at the current situation. The probability of the Ghost Wall is indeed very high! "

"That is to say, what we see now are illusions?" I said thoughtfully.

"Obviously, you don't think we really have the ability to pass through walls, do you?" Zhang Shan straightened his body and looked at the wall behind us.

"It's not important how you got here. The question is how you left. Since it's an illusion, then there must be a place that's different from the one we're looking for. Come quickly and take a look. " Saying that, I started searching around.

"Useless …" Zhang Shan was actually able to stretch his back in this small space.

"What do you mean?" I stopped and looked at Zhang Shan in confusion.

"First of all, you have a question. Do illusions only affect vision, or do they occupy one's mind and thus affect vision?" After Zhang Shan finished stretching, he did not lower his hand and instead pointed at his own head as he asked me.

"Should... It's not just vision, right? " I hadn't really thought about it.

"Then that's it." Zhang Shan continued to speak, "At least it affected a part of your thoughts. I'm not a scholar, so I don't know how to use words like those, but I believe that what you saw through your own eyes was just an illusion. However, the depths of your brain believes that this is real, so what you see and touch is naturally real. "

"This... This is idealism. " I was confused listening to it, but I more or less understood what Zhang Shan meant. But we both know that this place is definitely illusory! "

"But your brain and eyes tell you this is real." Zhang Shan replied calmly.

"Oh!" I'm dizzy. You've said so much, what way is there to get out of here? " Even if I wasn't driven mad by this sealed space, I would be driven mad by this fellow.

"I don't have a way, but you do." Zhang Shan gave me a mysterious smile, then turned his face away and leisurely started humming a little tune.

Crazy! This fellow was insane!

I shook my head and ignored him. I used my dagger to dig around in an attempt to pull out the tail of this confined space.

Zhang Shan, on the other hand, kept whispering sarcastic remarks into my ear. When he was tired of singing, he continued.

"Enough!" After twenty minutes, I finally couldn't stand the guy's sarcasm. He threw the things in his hands onto the ground, pointed at Zhang Shan and roared: "In this situation, it's fine if you don't want to help, but think of a way, right? Was there a need to sit there and make sarcastic remarks? "