Don't Turn Round At Night

"Do you know where that family lives?" I asked him, by the way.

"He doesn't interact with anyone, and there aren't many people at home. However, he is especially favored by the old man. A few years ago, there was a flood in our village, but only his family was not drowned. We …"

Since the brawny guy said that, I can be sure that he's the one I'm looking for.

"Right, his house is on the mountainside. It's best not to go there at night, because the mountain is terrifying. If you go alone, you might alert him …"

It was six o'clock. If I were to go up now, it would probably be evening soon.

It was indeed after seven o'clock, and the fog on the mountain was getting thicker, and the air was filled with a towering fog. Due to the initial soil erosion, I started to feel a little uncomfortable, coughing non-stop, thinking that I must have caught a cold. As I walked, the road ahead became more and more blurry. When I first started up the mountain, there would be a few sounds of motorcycles going up the mountain, but as I reached the back, I couldn't even hear the sound of birds anymore. I started to panic, and I recalled what that strong man told me: It's not safe on the mountain at night …

I held Zhong Kui's sword in my hand and had the bunch of keys in my pocket. When I walked, I would still carry the sounds of the keys with me. After a long time, I don't know how long exactly because of the bad mountain signal. My phone was already out of signal when I went up the mountain, and the electricity was gone as well. It's almost like a piece of scrap metal now.

Suddenly, just when I wasn't paying much attention, a light came from the bend in the hill in front of me. It was like the dim light of a flashlight in a cell phone.

"Excuse me, how far is it to the house on the mountainside?" I asked cautiously.

Since it was dark, I couldn't see what he looked like. All I knew was that he had a faint scent of rosewood, which was very good. But he didn't seem to hear me. I saw him continue to walk coldly behind me, so I turned and called to him.

"Hey!" Do you hear me? " I asked him doubtfully.

He turned. "Have you arrived yet?"

I was stunned. I looked at my surroundings. Oh my god! The surroundings were actually his room. This was too scary. He was clearly on the road on the mountain just now, how did he get to someone else's house in such a short time? Could it be him?

"You don't need to be surprised. I am the master of this place." The fragrant man turned on the light again as he spoke to me.

The room was brightly lit, and I saw the man who had spoken to me. He was tall, but dressed plainly, and the room was well furnished, but the furniture seemed ancient, and I wanted to ask him if he was the descendant of some swordsmith, but before I could say anything, he seemed to know what I was going to say. He turned and approached me and said, "Are you looking for me?"

I nodded. Of course, I'm not here to look for you.

"That's right. I wanted to ask you to help me look at my sword. It's called the Zhong Kui Sword."

"Hehe, Zhong Kui sword? You must be looking for my big brother! He's the true disciple of the sword craftsman of Zhong Kui. He's not like me, who dilly-dally. "

So he wasn't the person I was looking for?

"May I ask who you are?" Where's your brother now? " I asked him what he had said.

A few days ago, my big brother went out and will be back in a long time. I'm in charge of looking after his house, and I saw you when he was at the hillside just now. When big brother left, he said that there would be someone looking for him, and that it was because of a very important matter.

Damn, even when they speak, they are so gentle, causing me to be caught off guard …

"Then what should I call you?"

"Oh, we changed our names later on. Because we didn't want to be disturbed by the chaotic affairs of the world, I changed my name to Zhu Long. My elder brother's name is Zhu Jun."

I almost burst out laughing when I heard this. Pigsty? Are they here to be funny? Why would someone change this name for him?

"Your names …"

"I know what you mean. You mean our names sound funny, right? But there's nothing we can do about it. Right now, changing names is associated with a lot of documents, so changing a name is really difficult. "

"Did you encounter anything? Must I change my name? "

Actually, I shouldn't have asked these questions. After all, it's someone else's matter. I'm just here to find his elder brother to save Zhong Kui's sword.

Seeing my expression, Zhu Long also helped me out. "Actually, there's nothing to hide from you. Since you've already come here sincerely, I won't hide it from you."

Zhu Long told me that four years ago, an old man came to ask him where Zhong Kui's sword was. He said that Zhong Kui's sword had been preserved since his death, and that the old man had come looking for him. Zhu Long and Zhu Jun didn't know why the old man had come looking for them, so they didn't understand the situation.

In the end, Zhu Long and Zhu Jun had no choice but to leave their original place, hiding their names and coming to this secluded and peaceful place.

I suspect that the old man is Old Wu. He must have wanted to look for Zhong Kui Jian to do this. Fortunately, the two brothers escaped, otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to see them today.

"Zhu Long, does your elder brother know how to save this sword?" I took out my sword as I spoke.

Zhu Long carefully sized up Zhong Kui's sword, then asked when I got the human blood on it. Finally, he told me that this sword is a little tricky right now.

I stayed at his house like that for over a week, during which time Zhu Long told me that they didn't usually interact with people, so people who knew or knew them generally thought they were very hard to get along with. I even learned a few ways to maintain the ancient sword from them. He said that these were passed down from his ancestors …

Summer had already come, but Zhu Jun had yet to return.

"Dong, dong, dong ~ ~" Just as he was speaking, someone knocked on the door. My first thought was that Zhu Jun had returned. I immediately ran to open the door, but the person who came wasn't Zhu Jun.

"Excuse me, are you a relative of Zhu Jun?"

"What's wrong!" When Zhu Long heard the sultry tone of the bridge, he began to panic.

"The person who knocked on the door said: 'Last night, Zhu Jun died for no reason in the Feng Shui district's lawn. He died of suffocation because he came out, but there were eyewitnesses who saw him strangling himself."

We were both stunned. How could this be!

"Are you sure? "Are you sure it's my brother?" Zhu Long was extremely nervous, and his head was sweating profusely. He kept saying that it was impossible and that his big brother had said something earlier.

"You guys go to the hospital and take a look at the corpses."

After the knock on the door had gone, I sat in my chair, while Zhu Long remained standing in the doorway, motionless, his back to me, his head bowed.

I asked Julong if his brother had said anything about going downtown, how he had suddenly died. According to the description of the person who knocked on the door, his brother must have been possessed by a ghost. Otherwise, how could he have strangled himself and caused him to choke to death?

I patted him on the shoulder, but he told me that his brother would usually go downtown to subsidize some families, and that he was usually very busy. He also had a coffin shop at the foot of the mountain, and the shop had hired many helpers to help him deliver the coffins, plus his identity was so special, so his brain was very flexible, and his business was especially good. Logically speaking, his brother would not appear in a place where so many people were having fun.

As I listened to Zhu Long's introduction, I couldn't help but feel a sense of horror. His big brother definitely didn't do this all of a sudden. It must be the evil spirit taking revenge on him, and it's also my Zhong Kui Sword.

The next day, I dragged the drowsy Zhu Long to the city hospital.

The corpse coldly presented itself in front of our eyes, and Zhu Long was so frightened that he retreated a few steps. I looked at him and felt that it was really incomprehensible, plus his actions yesterday made me even more puzzled.

When I looked closer, I saw that Zhu Jun's forehead was dark, his lips were dry, and his cheeks were dark yellow. His facial features looked very similar to Zhu Long's, but his complexion, skin, and figure were all on a different level from Zhu Long's.

"Since I was young, my brother has never allowed me to work hard. After I grew up, he had to do all the work by himself to support my family, and my parents died early, so we can't lose our skills. So, my brother had to suffer a lot, but I can't …"

I comforted him, and at the same time, I saw a terrible scene.

Zhu Long's back was facing his elder brother's corpse, but I saw that his elder brother's corpse had opened his eyes! I couldn't believe my eyes, but when I looked closely, those black eyes suddenly opened and stared at the ceiling in the same sharp way, I couldn't help but twitch. Zhu Long immediately reacted and turned around to look at me, but at the same time I noticed that his brother's eyes had closed again.

I was frightened and puzzled. Hadn't his brother died?

In the evening, Zhu Long asked the hospital to return the corpse to him. He wanted to bury his elder brother properly. We called a line of coffin bearers and carried his brother up the mountain.

It was already past midnight when they were buried. The mountain was exceptionally cold at midnight. The gloomy air, mixed with the smell of the earth, caused one to feel a chill in the back.

All of a sudden, I seemed to hear some rustling sound, and it came from inside the coffin. I stepped back and said to Julong, I'm not used to living on the mountain, so I scared myself, but after a while, I don't believe Julong, because the coffin lid is already slowly moving! I couldn't believe the scene in front of me. At the same time, the people carrying the coffins were scared away and didn't even want the money, while Zhu Long's face was currently deathly pale. He sat on the ground without moving, his eyes unmoving and his face expressionless.

I was left standing on the ground, watching the lid of the coffin slowly open.