The man stopped on the side of the road with an old-fashioned oil paper lantern in his hand, and the light was so dim that he could only see the range of two or three steps under his feet.

I dared to go up and scream.

Waited for the near to find that the person in front of him was an old man, some tidbits on his back, wearing a broken straw hat, and a little hard-working oblique look at me, for the reason of the light, I only saw half his face.

I was startled by his half-face, because his half-faced eyes were different from ordinary people, dead fish eyes, and their eyes were white.

The old man seemed to automatically filter out my surprise, bowed his head calmly, and asked me with a hoarse voice with a slightly trembling voice.Why is it so late on this mountain?

I wonder, how can it be in the mountains?This is S City!

The mouth just wanted to argue, look up, where there is the appearance of the city, clearly is the deep mountains and forests, the distant hills are rolling, from near and far.

I froze.

The illusion!

This is my first thought!

But I smoked myself hard, and the pain told me it was not an illusion!

The old man looked at me and said don't smoke, hit himself cold, let me follow him.

Where am I asking?

He said that these dozens of paving roads only have resting feet in front of them, and if you want to get out of this mountain, you will have to spend four or five hours, and you can't see "born" people here at night.

I was half-confident, I obviously came out of the taxi from the hospital, and I did not see how long I drove out, how to enter the mountain.

But at this point, I had no idea, I could only take one step.

Is there really a place in front of me?

The old man said yes, not to be human.

I’ll walk with my feet, and I’ll follow in the back.

Walking for a while, a middle-west building appeared in the sight of a combination of Chinese and Western buildings, similar to the castle, but everywhere you can see the Chinese elements, like three large red lanterns hanging on the side of the door, like the door, nine rows of thirteen nails, the ring of the animal's head, and so on.

The old man took the steps, knocked on the three lower door rings, this knocking gesture seems to have paid attention to, the first three seconds, the second is separated by six seconds, the third is nine seconds, stopped for 30 seconds, the head of the house only appears.

The door opened a small lattice, across the little lattice can see a figure inside, the light is not very good, but I can be sure that the person inside is not a person.

I was looking at me, and the old man suddenly looked back at me, and then blocked the lattice with his head, so that I could not see the situation inside.

Then the old man and the people in the house quickly communicated a few words, this time down the stairs, the little lattice is also closed.

The old man hooked up with me and let me follow him.

I asked him if he wouldn’t let me in?

He muttered a word, saying that the main door was opened for people with identity, and the living had to go to the side door.

I followed him around half a circle, came to a small alley, and halfway up, a small door appeared.

He led me in.

When I came inside, I did not see anything, all around it was dark and dark, and I could not see anything, only that it was very large and there was a garden.

I followed the old man around the garden for a long time, and then came to a building and went up to the second floor.

This building is similar to the ocean floor, looks very yang, there are electric lights, flower floor, landing pendulum clock.

The big pendulum clock is placed on the upper second floor of the stairs, the front of the corridor, the sound is very loud, ticking, and the sound of each walk is particularly clear.

The old man led me to the end of the corridor, and I saw the room number, the floor C room, written on it.

The old man opened the door and let me rest here tonight, and leave in the morning.

I said I don’t need to meet the owner here and say hello?

The old man looked at me and said it was best not to see him.

After saying that, the old man turned and went away, and took me with him, half a second, the door opened again and poked out the old man's head.

He said, in addition, it is best not to go out of the door at night, no matter what sound, do not come out, fall asleep can keep me safe.

I was curious inside, but I nodded solemnly, saying that I would immediately sleep and not leave the door.

After that, the old man left.

After the old man left, I looked at the room where I was staying, not big, but all kinds of objects are very complete.

The bed was made of oak, the cabinets were also made of oak, and there were dressers, chairs, tables, and looked solemn and thick.

I lay on the bed, my hands on my head, thinking about the last words of the old man:

Do not leave the room at night, no matter what happens.

What can happen this night?What is so mysterious?

Thinking about it, instead of looking at the double-opened oaken door, it was like being attached to the magic, and it felt like a voice had been calling me to open.

I shook my head, stopped the urge to open the door before I was hypnotized, and I stepped over and started to sleep.

I don't know how long I slept, and I heard footsteps in the hazy haze, and this sound woke me up.

At first I thought I heard wrong, opened my eyes for a while without sound, closed my eyes and prepared to continue to sleep, the footsteps sounded again.

Repeatedly, my sleep was gone.

I got out of bed and walked to the door to find out what was going on.

After a while, I found that the footsteps were gone, and only the sound of the big pendulum clock in the corridor was oscillating.

I thought to myself, did I hear the sound of the pendulum clock into footsteps?

Waiting again, the footsteps did not sound again.

I got up and walked back to the bed, just getting ready to go to bed, just then, Oh, two clear footsteps came from the corridor.

I'm holding on!

It’s not an illusion, there are people in the corridor!

I walked quickly back to the back of the door and knelt on the oak board to listen to the movement outside the door.

Oh, heck.

Someone put his hand on the top of the hand, opened it, and quickly closed it again.

Then the footsteps sounded again, and came closer, and then the sound of opening the door and closing.

Someone is checking out!

I suddenly realized that this is someone in the room, it may be looking for someone, it may be looking for something, anyway, it is not a good thing.

It reminds me of the taxi driver.

I don't know what the taxi driver really wants to do, but in the end it's not good, I wonder if they'll find me jumping and running to chase me?

There was only a few meetings, the sound of footsteps was near, and I could almost hear the sound of the man breathing.

Finally, I heard the door closing, and the footsteps stopped at the door of my room.

Oh, heck.

The voice on the hand sounded, who was the person outside the door?

The hand slowly turned, and I heard my heart pounding, squeaking, yoh, and the door open.

I took a step back and prepared to attack.

The door pushed towards me, and I could already see a slit of the door, and at the same time there were gusts of wind...