On the cliff, a man in his thirties stood on the edge of the cliff with a determined look on his face, his eyes full of despair. No one knew what he had gone through before, which gave him the courage to stand on this abyss...
At the same time, a young man with slightly curly hair and wearing a pair of black glasses with myopia trotted up from below, panting. Maybe because he seldom exercised strenuously, he was sweating profusely from running. The glasses on his face kept sliding down from the bridge of his nose due to sweating.
"Brother! Can we have a good talk... I've been with you all the way. Seeing that you didn't go anywhere... up the mountain... and then went straight here, I... knew you must be narrow-minded! Listen to my brother Let me advise you, there is nothing in this world that you can’t get through... the Flame Mountain, as long as you are still alive, anything is possible!" Little Curly said out of breath while pushing up the glasses on his face.
After hearing this, the man glanced sideways at Curly Hair, remembering that he had indeed seen each other at the foot of the mountain before, so he smiled weakly, "Do you know where this place is? How dare you follow me like this?!"
Little Curly looked around and found that the surroundings were pitch black. He suddenly felt a little panicked, but he still said firmly, "Isn't this... just an attraction? There seemed to be a sign with an introduction on it when I came up just now. But it was too dark, and I didn’t look carefully..."
The man smiled helplessly and said, "This place is called Tiger Leaping Cliff, and it is a famous suicide holy place."
Curly Curly calmed down a lot when he heard that, and saw him smiling and said, "Really? This is Tiger Leaping Cliff! That's perfect, I'm here to collect the scenery!"
The man said with some confusion, "You come here to collect news?!"
Little Curly nodded and said, "Well, I am a writer of horror novels. I really don't have any creative inspiration, so I went to some famous dangerous places to find inspiration."
Upon hearing this, the man smiled bitterly and said, "Then you are in the right place today."
At this time, he saw Little Curly walking up to the man with a familiar look. He glanced down and said, "I heard a doctor friend of mine say that there are ten people who committed suicide." Nine of them will regret it, especially those who jump off the building. They will regret it as soon as they jump off. But at that time it is too late to say anything. You can't grow wings and fly up! It's still sixty or seventy meters below, right? What if? If you fall down, your head will be smashed to bits... Do you think it's the big brother? Huh?!"
When Little Curly said this, he looked at the man next to him. Unexpectedly, the man suddenly leaned forward and was about to jump down! Out of instinct, Little Curly stretched out his hand to grab the other person, but he overestimated his height and weight, and was led directly off the cliff by the man!
When Song Jiang woke up, he found that he was already under the cliff. He looked at a big stone stained with blood next to him, and suddenly had a terrible thought. Didn't he just hit it with his head? !
At the same time, Song Jiang saw a figure lying not far away from him with his peripheral vision. The deformed limbs indicated that the figure should be a corpse now.
Song Jiang never dreamed that he originally just wanted to find some creative inspiration in the legendary "Holy Land of Suicide", but he unexpectedly experienced what it meant to commit suicide by jumping off a cliff...
Although he was very scared, he still tried to move his body first and found that his arms and legs seemed to be able to move and there was no particular pain. So he quickly got up from the ground and planned to call for help. Unexpectedly, when he took out his mobile phone and looked at it, he suddenly felt despair. The screen of the new mobile phone he had just bought some time ago had already been smashed to pieces! !
Although Song Jiang thinks about seeing ghosts all day long, he is an out-and-out atheist. Otherwise, how would he dare to run to all kinds of haunted "bad places"! ? But although he was not afraid of ghosts, he was only afraid of one thing...that was human corpses.
I remember one time, in order to find creative inspiration, Song Jiang asked an old classmate who worked in the police station to take him to see an autopsy. Although Song Jiang did a lot of psychological preparation before going and saw a lot of autopsy photos, he still couldn't. When he saw the forensic doctor using a scalpel to cut open the skin of the corpse, he was still so frightened that he stood on the spot. In the end, he couldn't hold it back anymore and ran outside and vomited violently.
For this reason, old classmates also laughed at Song Jiang for a long time, saying that he was just a paper tiger who claimed that he was not afraid of heaven and earth, and would stop eating when he got to the real chapter... Afterwards, Song Jiang also admitted that he did not expect the difference between live dissection and looking at pictures. So big! After that, he no longer clamored to see any crime scene.
Just when Song Jiang was yelling at Tiantian for no answer and the earth and the earth not working, he suddenly heard a sound of bones cracking behind him. Song Jiang suddenly felt excited all over, and the hairs all over his body suddenly became numb. The roots stood up... The thought that the sound might be a human corpse made Song Jiang's blood run cold.
Although Song Jiang had tried his best to ignore that the man's body was not far away, what he never expected was that the other party seemed unwilling to be ignored all the time. He saw that the man who had fallen into a mess actually shook himself. He sat up unsteadily on the spot...
After the man sat up, he first used his hands to push his head, which had been turned 180 degrees, back with a "click", then twisted his arms and legs back to their original positions, and finally slowly looked sideways. Song Jiang didn't dare to move, and the blood all over his body was frightened.
Song Jiang was so frightened that he couldn't even shut his mouth. He did often run to some famous haunted holy places in the past, and even bumped into murder scenes, but this was the first time he encountered such a thing as "seeing a ghost".
"What time is it now?" the man asked in a low voice.
After hearing this, Song Jiang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he rolled his eyes and fainted...
a month ago.
At a morning market in a certain suburb, a thin-looking young man with slightly curly hair was looking intently at a pork stall in front of him. People who didn’t know better would have thought that this young man had not eaten meat for a long time. .
The young man's name is Song Jiang. He is a little-known writer of horror novels. Because he has liked horror stories since he was a child, after graduating from college, Song Jiang devoted himself to the creation of novels that he loved without hesitation... But I don't know if it was due to lack of talent or bad luck. , he wrote several novels in a row without any trouble.
