A crooked-necked tree is often used to describe an old locust tree that is crooked, with dry branches, withered leaves, and lifeless.
A tree with a crooked neck like this is sometimes used as a metaphor for a tree used by people to hang themselves. It is full of weird and ominous omens.
But now, in Shen Xing's view, Mou Xiufen, who was standing in front of the curtains in the bedroom and could only hear voices but remained motionless, looked like a short crooked-necked tree.
"Should we... go in?" Mou Ling asked.
Shen Xing looked back at Yan Hanshan.
Yan Hanshan said: "I deliver meals to her every day. Except for her not being very clear-headed, she also eats on time. Except in the evening, nothing strange happens at other times."
"Uncle, don't come in yet," Mou Ling said.
As she spoke, she came to Shen Xing and walked in first.
Shen Xing followed her into the bedroom.
The air in this bedroom was indeed much colder, and his eyebrows soon felt like frost. Shen Xing even guessed that if he urinates here, he might need to bring a hammer with him.
When they were about two meters away from Mou Xiufen, they stopped.
Mou Ling said: "Aunt, you are not in good health. Go to bed and lie down for a while. Stop standing."
Mou Xiufen didn't move, didn't even turn her head, and still maintained her back to this side.
Mou Ling was about to say something, but Shen Xing made a silent gesture to her, stepped lightly, and walked towards Mou Xiufen's side.
When he was almost in front of the window, Shen Xing slowly reached out, grabbed the curtain and opened it, allowing a large amount of daylight to pour into the bedroom.
Mou Ling and him looked at Mou Xiufen, who was standing motionless, at the same time, and saw that Mou Xiufen's skin had turned jet black, and the surface of her skin was no longer smooth, but had formed patches of bark-like cortex.
Looking at her limbs again, her arms were like the branches of two branches, and her feet were fully grown and closed, and were firmly connected to the ground, as if they were completely adhered.
Her body was bent, her eyes were staring forward with big eyes, her face was also covered with a layer of bark, her eyes could not move at all, her mouth was slightly open, and nothing could be seen in the darkness inside her mouth.
In this state, Mou Xiufen couldn't speak at all. She didn't know how her voice came out just now.
At this moment, Shen Xing felt that his feet were a little stiff, and he felt like he was suddenly frozen.
He looked down and found that his feet had turned into tree trunks, completely closed and growing together, unable to be separated, and the stiffness was rapidly spreading upwards, soon submerging his stomach, and then his chest...
The same was true for Mou Ling opposite, but the left half of her body had turned into wood first, turning into a half tree and half human form. It was no longer possible to make a sound.
Not long after, the speed of wood transformation quickly submerged Shen Xing's neck, making him unable to move, but the call of Yan Hanshan, who was standing at the door and was frightened, could be heard in his ears.
"Help, come quickly, help!"
…
boom!
The door was closed.
Shen Xing felt his eyes blurred and stood in the slightly dim room. He looked around and found that the environment around him was very unfamiliar. Although it seemed to be a bedroom, it was not the one he was familiar with.
He remembered that he seemed to have been in danger just now, but he was in a trance and the danger had disappeared.
A young girl next to me whom I had never seen before came over and said mysteriously: "Don't make any noise, otherwise my mother will be awakened and we will be in trouble!"
"Your mother?" Shen Xing stared at this strange girl in surprise.
This girl is about 20 years old and has a bit of baby fat, but her facial features are somewhat similar to Yan Hanshan.
Seeing this, Shen Xing suddenly realized that the young woman in front of him was probably the daughter of Yan Hanshan and Mou Xiufen.
The current place seems to be the small bedroom belonging to their daughter next to the master bedroom on the second floor.
However, Shen Xing still remembered that before arriving at Mou Ling's house, Mou Ling had said that her aunt's daughter was studying in college outside and had not returned home.
But now this girl is right in front of him. She is not a doll, but a living person.
"Are you back?" Shen Xing asked.
"Well, I just had a holiday yesterday." The young woman nodded, "I just heard a noise next door."
Shen Xing looked around. He couldn't figure out how he could suddenly enter the small bedroom next door and his body seemed normal when he had already started to turn into stone.
Could it be that... I was hallucinating? Never been next door at all.
He felt it carefully. The cold chill he had felt after entering the house had disappeared, and the surrounding air temperature had become normal.
"No, what's wrong!?" Shen Xing said to himself.
At this moment, the daughter of the Yan family didn't seem to hear. She also followed Shen Xing and looked around, lowering her voice and saying, "Mom has become so scary. She kept knocking on my door last night, and then she kept cutting the door with her nails."
"We came upstairs just now, did you hear us?" Shen Xing asked.
The daughter of the Yan family nodded, her chubby face turning pale, "Dad is downstairs. I don't dare to go down now. You must take me out of here!"
Shen Xing was getting more and more confused at this moment, always feeling that something was wrong, as if the scene at this moment had a feeling of being forcibly merged, and it was very different, and he didn't know why.
But it was obviously a good choice to leave here, at least temporarily, so that he could be out of danger, and only then could he find the cause of this strange feeling.
Nodding slightly: "When you go out later, follow me. Don't act alone."
The daughter of the Yan family ran to the bed, picked up one of her coats, put it on her body casually, and was about to leave with Shen Xing.
At this time, Shen Xing's eyes followed her to the upper right corner of the bed, suddenly stopped, and stared at the dark place in the corner with some surprise.
In that direction, he realized at this moment that there seemed to be a figure standing there.
Although the figure did not move, it should look like a woman. Her hands were hanging down naturally, and she was wearing dark pajamas. If you didn't look carefully, the pajamas would almost blend into the surrounding darkness.
However, after the Yan family's daughter walked over, picked up her coat and put it on, she didn't notice anyone standing there.
"Let's go, let's go, let's go!" she urged in a low voice.
Shen Xing's eyes were still on the female figure in the corner, and he said softly: "Didn't you notice there was a person standing there?"
"Where?" The Yan family's daughter's voice suddenly changed, and she couldn't hide her horror and turned around to look.
Shen Xing stretched out his index finger and pointed at the corner of the wall.
The daughter of the Yan family tried her best to keep her eyes open, stared in that direction for a while, and then shook her head: "There is no one!"
"There is a woman standing there, can't you see?" Shen Xing added: "She is also wearing pajamas."
At this moment, Shen Xing lowered his head and looked at the daughter of the Yan family beside him, and found that the pajamas she was wearing at the moment were very similar to the woman in the corner.
At the same moment, a knocking sound came from the next door.
The daughter of the Yan family was already frightened by Shen Xing's words. She immediately ran to the bedroom door without caring about anything, opened the bedroom door and rushed out.
"Don't worry!"
Shen Xing hurriedly chased after him. When he ran out of the corridor on the second floor, he was stunned and looked to both sides of the corridor, but saw nothing.
The daughter of the Yan family who ran out just now disappeared.
Looking down at the bottom of the rugged stairs, I could only see the upper half of the stairs, while the lower half of the stairs was completely submerged by a layer of floating white air, which was as solid as clouds.
The first floor further down was completely blocked and nothing could be seen.
Things seem to be getting weirder.
Shen Xing looked back at the small bedroom of Yan's daughter. At this moment, she could still vaguely see the woman standing in the corner, motionless. She didn't know if she was staring at him.
There was white air floating at the bottom of the stairs, and there might be unknown dangers. Shen Xing was not ready to go downstairs for the time being, but turned around to enter the small bedroom to see who the woman standing there was.
But at this moment, the door of the master bedroom next door suddenly creaked and opened a crack inside, revealing a dark interior space.
The door was not fully opened, it just stayed there. Nothing appeared, and Mou Xiufen was nowhere to be seen.
Shen Xing added another doubt to the doubts she had been having at this time, that is, where did Mou Ling go? This woman was with him just now, but now she seemed to have suddenly disappeared.
When he was surprised, he looked at the small bedroom next door again. He was suddenly surprised to find that the woman who had not moved in the corner just now was now standing at the door.
At close range, Shen Xing could see the other party clearly now.
This woman had an ordinary face and average figure. Her complexion was a little yellow, expressionless, and her eyes were staring at her lifelessly.
At the same moment, the door of the master bedroom next door began to open again, making a continuous creaking sound, which sounded extremely harsh and revealed more dark space, but still nothing could be seen.
Shen Xing originally thought that the woman in pajamas was another identical daughter of the Yan family, but now that she saw it clearly, she realized that it was not the case at all.
The weird feeling after the scene was forcibly merged came back again, and he stared straight at the second unfamiliar face he saw in this short period of time.
Suddenly, in the dark space of the open master bedroom door, Mou Xiufen, a middle-aged woman with a stooped waist and twisted arms, jumped out. Her target was obviously Shen Xing, and at this moment Shen Xing's attention was still on the lifeless stranger. On women.
When he reacted, Mou Xiufen was already close at hand.
A cold feeling hit her whole body. At the door of the small bedroom on the other side, the originally lifeless woman suddenly let out a scream, with a look of horror on her face, and quickly retreated into the room.
Shen Xing suddenly discovered that with his own strength, he had enough time to react to Mou Xiufen's attack, but he was still approached by the opponent, as if he had no ability to resist.
…
"What's wrong with you?" Mou Ling's voice came from his ear.
Shen Xing trembled all over, turned his head and found Mou Ling staring at him with concern.
Mou Xiufen, who seemed to be enveloped by tree bark and rushed toward her, disappeared. At this moment, she was no longer in the corridor on the second floor, but standing on the first floor. Next to her, there was a steaming iron stove burning. On top of the iron stove Put a pot of hot water that is almost boiling.
Shen Xing lowered his head and found that he was sitting and warming himself around the iron stove with Mou Ling.
Although the door to the living room has been closed, the crack in the door is large and cold wind is still pouring in. It seems that the temperature in the living room has not risen much.
"Where are your uncle and aunt?" Shen Xing couldn't help but ask.
Mou Ling said: "Didn't he ask us to wait here while he asked aunt to come downstairs?"
Shen Xing was stunned: "Is that so?"
The forced fusion of scenes that I just felt came again at this moment.
"How long have we... been at your aunt's house?" Shen Xing asked.
Mou Ling gave him a strange look: "You just arrived, what are you doing?"
"Has your aunt's daughter come home?" Shen Xing did not answer her, but continued to ask.
Mou Ling shook her head: "She won't take vacation until next month, how can it be so soon?"
"In other words, your uncle Yan Hanshan and aunt Mou Xiufen are the only ones at home now?" Shen Xing confirmed again.
Mou Ling nodded and then asked: "Why is what you are saying now so strange?"
At this moment, a "boom" sound came from the second floor, and the two of them were startled. ,
Mou Ling said: "It seems like someone fell down!"
She immediately stood up and trotted upstairs along the stairs.
Shen Xing also stood up, but after a slight hesitation, he did not follow. After Mou Ling disappeared above the stairs, he turned and walked towards the door of the living room. He pressed the closed door of the living room and pushed it hard without moving.
Shen Xing felt surprised and used all his strength to push the door that was not completely closed, but there was still no response, as if the door was stuck by something.
He took a step back and kicked the door panel hard, making a clang sound. His right foot suddenly felt sore and numb, and it hurt from the strong feedback force, but he couldn't open the door at all.
At this moment, he felt that the pain in his feet not only did not subside, but became more and more intense, and the numbness just now began to spread.
He lowered his head and saw that his right foot had turned into a thick wooden stake at some point. At the same time, scabs were forming on his abdomen at a speed visible to the naked eye, with layers of bark-like shapes appearing and making a cracking sound. A clicking sound of condensation.
Shen Xing was shocked and subconsciously took a step back. Unexpectedly, the other foot had also changed and he was unable to stand at all. He fell directly on his back and fell heavily to the ground. There was a snapping sound from his back, like a branch breaking. At this time, the body has turned into a piece of wood.
At this time, he could only move his head. This scene was really weird and bizarre. Combined with the previous scenes of forced fusion, Shen Xing's heart was racing and he had speculations.
"Achai!"
He suddenly spoke, no longer calling Mou Ling, and no longer caring whether Mou Xiufen would show up.
Not long after, his mouth had become wooden and he could not move. Only his eyes could move and his nose could still breathe.
In his sight, a black shadow came in through the crack of the living room door, revealing Achai's black figure.
Achai felt relieved after seeing him, and quickly crouched in front of him, writing in the air with his fingers.
Master, I finally found you!
Seeing that Shen Xing could no longer speak, Achai continued to write: Master, don't panic, you are in a dream now. As for whose dream it is, I am also searching, and I can't know for the time being. Because when I came out of my backpack just now, I found everyone in the room asleep, including you.
Shen Xing was shocked. At this time, he felt that his breath had been covered by the wood and he could no longer breathe. He had to hold back his breath and stared at Achai to continue writing.
The dreams now are very complicated, and I have never seen them before, because your dreams are intertwining. There is one thing I must tell you in advance. If your consciousness enters your own dream now, you will escape death. If you see yourself in your dream, run away immediately! Remember, run away immediately!
The next second, Shen Xing's vision was completely obscured, and he could no longer see or perceive the outside world.
