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Chapter 12 January [-]th
After a few days of boredom, I didn't go to "Ghost of the Tomb" again, and even rarely went to other websites. I just read books at home alone.Ye Xiao refused to let me go to "Ghost of the Tomb", I believe he has enough reasons, although I can't imagine that entering a certain website will directly endanger life, but it is a fact that so many people commit suicide for no reason, especially me My old classmate Lin Shu and my colleague Lu Bai, although they didn't know each other, they were so familiar with me, and their death was so sudden and unbelievable.

I felt that I was so close to death for the first time. In the past, I always thought that death was someone else's business, and it was out of reach for me, but I was wrong, and I found myself facing it.

I suddenly remembered that once when I was a child, my grandma was sent to the hospital due to an emergency, but she was not admitted to the ward for the time being, but stayed in the emergency room of the internal medicine department. Our family was by her side.There are several seriously ill patients in the emergency room. There is an old man who is lying on a movable stretcher bed. No one is with him, hanging alone with salt water. Doctors come and go around him, and no one has seen him. It is said He was going to die soon, and they were waiting for him to give him a symbolic rescue when he was dying.Suddenly, another unconscious woman was sent to the emergency room. Her family said that she had just taken a whole bottle of sleeping pills. The doctor immediately performed a gastric lavage on her, but it still didn't seem to help.Then, a group of people rushed in with a man on their backs, and a woman was crying. The doctor said to prepare for the funeral after a few rescues. The woman immediately collapsed and shouted, "He's still young."I spent one night in the emergency room, and that night three people died in the emergency room, and I watched them die, one by one, peacefully, almost completely unconscious.The three bodies were dried up, turned from life into something, and were about to be issued a death certificate, sent to the morgue, and transported to the crematorium in a few days.What is death?I started to rethink this question that I had considered as a child.

Thinking about it, I started to tremble, and remembered what Ye Xiao said - virus.Viruses are contagious. I am so close to those suicides that I have almost fallen into it. Will I be contagious?But, I want to know the truth more.This desire is stronger than any other desire I have.After hesitating for a while, I finally turned on the computer and entered "Ghosts of the Ancient Tomb".

I carefully observed the home page again, and the number of views was displayed as: "You are the 45015th visitor"; "Online number 279".I remember that the last time I saw more than 5000 people, I didn't expect that the number increased by nearly [-] within a few days, and the number of online users was also more than last time.This means that more and more people come here, or more and more frequently.A small personal website has such great capabilities, I really don't know what method it uses.

I remembered that I didn't enter the Tomb Ghost message board and chat room last time, so I clicked on the message board.The style is still black, but the format is the same as that of general message boards and forums, except that there is no administrator's name and mailbox.I carefully looked at the titles of those messages, and there were all sorts of strange things, such as "Autopsy report of a Western Han female corpse in the Mawangdui ancient tomb", "I fell in love with an Egyptian mummy", "Who knows about Kublai Khan's tomb?" , "Asura, let's go to the tomb tonight."I noticed that there are about 30 messages on one page, and the time of the message at the bottom of the page is 02:53 on January 20th.The most recent message was less than 189 minutes ago.The hit rate of each message is very high, the most one has 30 hits, and the least has [-] hits.

I opened a message titled "Love in the Slab of the Coffin".The content is very long, at least two to three thousand words. After a cursory look, it turned out to be an original novel. The person who posted it was "Black and White Impermanence". I really don't know if it was written by him or reposted.The novel is not badly written, and it sends a chill down your spine just looking at it.A few more follow-ups - "Awesome", "I love you in black and white", "I read this post in the middle of the night, but it's okay, I didn't have a heart attack, black and white, your work is not enough , next time I will try to make me suffer from myocardial infarction.”I laughed to myself.

Maybe I can also leave a message, so I clicked to post a message, and used the screen name I registered when I had a conversation with Ye Xiao last time to post a post with the title "Who knows Sankeshu and Baibai here?" The most commonly used screen name, Baibai is Lu Bai's screen name.Then write the content: "Sankeshu and Baibai have committed suicide."

After posting the message, I temporarily left the message board and entered the "Ming and Qing Ancient Tombs" in the same order as last time, and saw the words "You are getting closer and closer to her".Entering the "Eastern Qing Tombs" again, "She is waiting for you" appeared again like last time.Then enter the "Hui Ling" at the bottom, and the young emperor spit out "she is in the underground palace" from his mouth.I thought again of the deep breathing voice of the female college student I heard in the psychiatric hospital, as if the voice was about to come out of my computer speakers immediately.

I exhaled lightly, my fingers suddenly became stiff, and I didn't press down for a long time, as if I really wanted to open the "underground palace".This should be the common psychology of everyone, that is, the fear of the unknown and the dark. Maybe there is nothing in the so-called "underground palace", and it is simply a mystery, and most of the so-called "fear" is to scare oneself.I kept comforting myself, that's enough, I can no longer be bound by Ye Xiao's words, he has lost his courage, now I want to imagine myself as a grave robber.Yes, I am here to rob the tomb now, what I should be afraid of is the things hidden in the underground palace.

Enter the underground palace.

I found that in this maze game, it was still my last progress. It turns out that the system will automatically store the progress.I pressed the forward button, and there was another wall, but there were roads on the left and right, and it was a three-way intersection. I chose the left side, and after a while, there was an extra exit on the right side of the tunnel.I chose to turn, the road was very long, I held down the up button, as if I felt like I was already running, heading towards the glimmer of light ahead in a dark underground palace.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps, yes, I really heard them, it seems to be my own footsteps, the kind of hurried footsteps in a very stuffy closed environment, it seems to have been heard for a long time in the silent tomb, the sound touched The tomb wall bounced back and echoed.I let go of the hand that was pressing the keyboard tightly, so the footsteps suddenly disappeared, and I pressed it again, and the footsteps sounded again.I press the button again and again, and the sound is repeated again and again, just like the sound of me walking normally.I moved my head closer to the computer again, only to realize that it was the sound coming from the speakers. This kind of sound following the mouse or keyboard is not uncommon in games. Although it was a false alarm, the sound was indeed too similar to Really, it's like a simultaneous recording in a documentary, which makes people feel immersive, completely different from the electronic sound effects we usually hear.

In the sound of my own footsteps, I continued to move forward. Gradually, the dim light in front of me became brighter and brighter, and then suddenly became darker. I saw a black shadow appearing in front of me, and the black shadow became bigger and bigger. In the dim light, it turns into a human form.Until I rushed in front of that "person", I couldn't see his face clearly, it seemed to be a man's figure, I was determined to move on, but there was no response when I pressed the forward button, I knew he was blocking my way.He kept going, and I found myself involuntarily backing away.

A line of words suddenly appeared in the following dialog box——

Ye Xiao: Don't try to pass in front of me, step back quickly.

Why is it him again?Could it be that the "person" in that game is him?There is such an interactive game, how would he know it was me, and it was his technical means?Well, I didn't fight him anymore, I retreated wisely, and "he" stayed where he was.I listened to my own footsteps until the figure of "him" became smaller and smaller and disappeared in the gleam of light.

I closed the game window.

After leaving the "Underground Palace", he opened the message board again.I saw that the post just now was followed by a reply, and the title of the reply was actually my name—not the screen name I left the message on, but the real name and surname given to me by my parents.I was taken aback, someone actually knew me, maybe it was Ye Xiao's reply, I looked at the signature, it wasn't Ye Xiao, but Huang Yun.This shocked me even more.

The content of the reply - "Is that you? Lu Bai once told me your most frequently used screen name. Welcome to 'Ghost of the Ancient Tomb', come to the chat room to find me, I am in 'Ghost of the Ancient Tomb' It's still Huang Yun, I'll wait for you."

It turned out to be her, maybe the situation is much more complicated than imagined, and it can even be said to be much worse, I am getting more and more confused.I involuntarily opened the Tomb Ghost chat room on the homepage.

It's the same as a normal chat room, but with a black background and white characters.It's hard on the eyes to watch.There is a long list of online names, of all kinds and variety.I found "Huang Yun" at the bottom, and she talked to me first——

Huang Yun: Hello.

me: hello.

Huang Yun: Do you know Three Trees?
Me: He is my best friend. His suicide is similar to that of Lu Bai. There is no reason. I only came up after looking up "Ghosts of the Ancient Tomb" from his computer.

Huang Yun: Three Trees often speaks here, and I have also talked with him.

I really?Did you see signs of suicide from his speech?

Huang Yun: Never.

Me: What about Lu Bai?Does he come here often too?

Huang Yun: Yes, but he has no signs of suicide either.

Me: Why didn't you tell the police last time?

Huang Yun: Tell me what?
Me: Tell them that Lu Bai and you often come to "Ghosts of the Ancient Tomb", it may be good for the investigation.

Huang Yun: Do you think "Ghost of the Ancient Tomb" is related to Lu Bai's death?
Me: Maybe yes.

Huang Yun: Stop joking.

Me: As far as I know, many people like Lu Bai have committed suicide for no apparent reason recently, and they have all been to "Ghosts of the Ancient Tomb".

Huang Yun: Don't be alarmist.

Me: Please trust me and don't come here again.

Huang Yun: Actually, I have already decided not to go online after New Year's Eve.

Why do I?
Huang Yun: You don't need to know this.

Me: Also, what did you and Lu Bai usually watch in "Ghost of the Ancient Tomb"?
Huang Yun: Well, don’t ask anymore, it’s getting late today, I’ve greatly shortened the online time recently, and now I’m going offline for a rest.

Me: Sorry, but I want to know.

She didn't answer, and I waited for a long time before I realized that she had really gone offline.She seemed to be avoiding something, and then I also left the chat room and went back to the message board, but I couldn't find the message I just sent, it was less than an hour after it was sent, it is impossible to fall down, I am leaving a message I flipped through several pages in the edition, but still nothing.The other posts I saw before are all safe and sound, only my post is missing. The only possibility is that my post was deleted by the moderator.But why?I couldn't understand it, so I simply left "Ghost of the Ancient Tomb". This place is really a place of right and wrong, maybe I should listen to Ye Xiao's words.

I closed my eyes, leaned my head on the back of the chair, and Huang Yun's face appeared in my mind.I recalled the last few times I saw her, outside of Binjiang Avenue, cafes, and psychological clinics, each time I was puzzled.This beautiful woman is indeed extraordinary, and I started to think wildly, maybe she knew the inside story of Lu Bai's suicide, maybe she knew everything, but for some reason she couldn't tell it out, is it even possible——she is from the underground palace "she"?I can't imagine.

My mind was getting more and more chaotic, I turned off the computer, and I fell asleep amidst wild thoughts.

I dreamed of Huang Yun.

(End of this chapter)