Chapter 88

"How can I remove the influence?"

Paradise asked.

The middle-aged man replied: "Just let them rest quietly for a while. If they wake up, it's fine. If they don't wake up, there's nothing we can do. I will have people prepare funerals and collect their bodies. You don't need to worry about that."

Paradise said, "We will remember what you asked."

The middle-aged man smiled and asked, "Then let's go to Jiangbian Village tonight. Can you do it?"

Leyuan replied: "I can. My friends can too. As for others, I need to ask their opinions first."

The middle-aged man nodded: "That's right, you are not in the same group."

This sounds strange, as if the park is the scene of an internal conflict among the leaders of some illegal criminal group.

Leyuan frowned, and the middle-aged man held his bowl and laughed: "I don't have much time to joke with you. I still have to eat. If you have nothing to do, just go away. You can go to the bedroom inside to rest, or you can lie down on the floor here to sleep. It doesn't matter if you don't make any noise. I don't mind. Anyway, you don't need too much noise when eating next to you."

Rakuen nodded.

The middle-aged man lowered his head to eat and said nothing more.

A girl came out from the crowd nearby, approached Leyuan and asked, "Will these two people never wake up?"

Leyuan said, "I don't know. Just look at their situation and take care of them. Did you hear what I just said?"

The girl nodded: "I heard it."

Paradise asked: "Did you discuss it?"

The girl said: "We discussed it. We split into two groups. One group will go out, and the other group will wait here for everyone to come back."

Leyuan nodded: "Okay, go tell him."

The girl looked at the middle-aged man and said cautiously to the amusement park: "I'm a little scared, can we not go for the time being?"

Leyuan nodded: "Sure, whatever you want."

The girl stepped back a little.

The middle-aged man finished his meal, opened the door, stood up and greeted the crowd: "Come here, we are leaving."

Some people just woke up, rubbing their eyes and mumbling, "This is not good, right? It's getting dark, who would walk on the road when it's dark? Do we have to go out at this time?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Of course, this is the time I carefully selected. Haven't you heard of this saying? According to legend, dusk is the time to seal away demons. It's the best time to go out. You can try to encounter ghosts outside. It is said that if you walk too much at night, you will always encounter ghosts. When it gets dark, we will walk outside, which will make things easier."

A boy in the crowd rubbed his eyes and asked, "We need to do something? What is it?"

The middle-aged man paused and looked unhappy. "Of course we are going to shoot in Jiangbian Village. Do you have no ears or brains? You didn't remember what I said before, did you? If you keep this attitude, I will consider whether to continue the contract with you. I will also consider whether to dispose of your bodies completely."

The boy asked with wide eyes: "Corpse? What corpse? Where is there a corpse? What do you mean! And what contract? I don't remember ever having any contract with someone like you."

He shouted, "Explain it clearly!"

The middle-aged man looked a little speechless, sneered and said: "It seems that you do have some problems with your brains. Well, there is still some time today, so I can say a few more words to you. Before you came to my house, you had already signed a one-year contract with me to ensure that you will work for me within one year after signing the contract. My job is to record videos, and you are the content of the videos.

The video needs people in it, and you are the people who appear in the video. No matter if it's real or fake, I need some people to help me.

I won't say more.

Those are your jobs, your matters, I will not do them for you.

As for the corpse, I told you this when you signed the contract. If you sign my contract, you will be in some danger to your life. If you sign the contract and are still unwilling to do the work, you will be cursed and die within a day. I will deal with the corpse, which is the last bit of dignity and help I can give you.

If you don't want it, forget it. Don't think that I like it. I don't want to spend your money and effort for nothing.

Do you really think there won't be dead bodies on the road? You are really stupid. I think you have been working with me for a long time, how come it has become like this today? Is there something wrong with your collective brain? If so, I will reconsider the contract.

By the way, to prevent you from forgetting, I want to remind you that even if I cancel the contract, you will still be cursed. The result of the curse is still death.

Have you considered it? Don't waste any more time. After a while, dusk will slip away. I choose this time to go out! If you let me miss the right time, I will settle accounts with you. Do you want to fight me to death? Don't think you can beat me! My contract clearly states that if you beat the employer, you will not get a penny.

Whether it is salary, compensation or something else, you even have to give me a large sum of money in return and guarantee to work for me for free for a period of time until I die unexpectedly or the time expires. I hope you will consider it seriously and not change your mind halfway! "

Someone in the crowd asked, "Can we change our minds now?"

The middle-aged man's face turned dark: "Of course not!"

He shouted, "There is no option of not being willing! Have you thought about it?"

The crowd grumbled, "It has come to this, as if we have any other choice. Can we say no? You have blocked the road, what else can we say? There is nothing to say, let's go quickly. Don't let them accuse us of delaying time and deduct another sum of money when we go out. When I think of being deducted money, I think of the annoying boss.

If this continues, I'm really worried that I will slap or punch him and knock his teeth out.

He really deserves a beating. If I knock all his teeth out, will he think of looking for trouble with us when he is struggling to find his teeth? I mean, can we take the opportunity to escape at that time? "

The crowd was quietly discussing how to escape. The middle-aged man heard it and a pale color appeared on his face. He seemed to be smiling, but the smile was fleeting in his eyes and soon turned into a malicious sneer. A slight hum came from his throat. It was not loud, but everyone heard it and the scene suddenly became quiet.

The middle-aged man said to the crowd, "I know what you are thinking. I have told you in advance in the contract. Considering that you seem to have forgotten the content of this part, I can repeat it to you again. Listen carefully, your contract clearly states that if you want to escape halfway, you will be cursed. The curse will kill you. There is no other possibility.

Did you hear me clearly? There is no other possibility. You are not allowed to escape halfway. Even if you beat me to death, it will be the same. Moreover, I don't think you can kill me. I seem to have warned you just now not to attack me or even think about beating me, because you can't beat me. It seems that you didn't hear me at all. So, in order to prevent you from doing the same thing in the future, let's fight first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the light from the door was blocked by something.

The crowd all took a step back, looking at each other in fear and uneasy, huddled together like quails or sheep, shivering in the heat, but to no avail, their faces were very pale, no one spoke, and no one ran away because the roads were blocked.

Two burly men walked in from outside, grinned at the crowd, and walked over with fists as big as sandbags. They got closer and closer, and someone couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "It's not my fault. I don't want to be beaten. I don't want to be beaten. Don't beat me. Beat someone else! Don't come over here! Don't come over here!"

But these shouts were of no use, because the two burly men seemed to only hear the voice and orders of the middle-aged man behind them.

The crowd was beaten, but Leyuan and Jongin escaped because they did not say anything, especially not asking too many questions.

But after this incident, the way people looked at the two of them seemed a little strange, as if they were envious, jealous, and thinking about something with bad intentions.

Perhaps they were still thinking about something, so the park did not pursue the matter.

The crowd finally left the narrow little house and walked out of the front door. Outside was a long and narrow corridor. At the end of the corridor was a special iron gate with a big lock on it. There was a combination lock on the outside and a rope, iron chain and a very handy heavy lock on the inside. It looked a bit cumbersome, but the middle-aged man walking in front opened it quickly and skillfully.

A group of people walked downstairs in a mighty stream.

The crowd started discussing again.

"If we open a random door now, will we open the door that leads back?"

"I don't know, but I don't think so."

"So if we want to go back, how can we find the right door?"

"I don't know now, but maybe I will know later."

The middle-aged man didn't turn around, as if he didn't hear it, or as if he was too lazy to pay attention.

He found a bus and waved to the crowd, "Get on here, let's go!"

The crowd got on the bus, and the sky gradually darkened. The road became darker and darker, the street lights around became fewer and fewer, and the road surface became more and more bumpy. The bus would bump up and down on the road from time to time, as if the wheels had crushed a tall rock or a half limb. The feeling was very strange, sticky and slippery but uncomfortable, cold, stiff and a little crackling, as if there were some broken bones hidden underneath.

If it's just bones, that's fine, because dogs will eat bones. But if there's a stray dog ​​nearby and it's eaten something and has some bones left and wants to come back for them later, it might just randomly store them on the ground and get accidentally run over by a car.

If we do not consider the underlying reasons more carefully, this explanation is convincing. The crowd looked out of the car for a while but could not see anything. They only felt it was dark and their eyes were uncomfortable, as if they were going blind. They whispered to each other for a while, felt sleepy, gradually closed their eyes and fell asleep.

The car then became much calmer, perhaps because it was concerned about the sleep of many people in the car, or because of the increasingly dark and terrifying darkness outside the car.

After a long time, it felt like it was already the second half of the night. The darkness in the sky gradually dissipated, illuminated by a bright moon. The ground also became warm, as if even the night temperature was as gentle as the gurgling water in summer. Everything was getting better, so better that the crowd opened their eyes, awakened by the change in light in the environment.

They were all startled to find that the environment outside was so beautiful. They opened their eyes wide and stuck to the glass window, looking out carefully, gazing at the moon, observing the moonlight, and feeling the ground.

The driver shouted to everyone: "You can get off now!"

The middle-aged man also shouted to the crowd, "Okay, stop looking and get off the bus now. After you get off the bus, follow me and walk forward. Don't look back. Don't worry about what you hear. It's all fake, all illusions. It's easy to have hallucinations in a place like this. It's night time now. If any of you get lost by accident, don't blame me for not warning you in advance.

I won't be able to take care of you when the time comes. I have other things to do and I can't go back to look for the lost people. So if you leave the team, it's your own bad luck! That's all. I'm going to get off the bus. You all follow me closely."

Paradise went down first, followed by Jongin. They both sat in the front seats, so it was convenient to get off the bus as the door was right next to them.

After getting off the bus, the ground under his feet felt particularly soft, as if he had accidentally stepped on someone's face. He was startled and looked down, only to find nothing unusual. Puzzled, he frowned and took a step forward. This time it felt normal, with hard, rough ground beneath his feet that gave off a faint earthy smell, like the dirt ridges next to ordinary farmland in the countryside.

There's nothing special about it.

Leyuan walked in front doubtfully and stood beside the car, waiting for Jongin to get off. Jongin got off very quickly and when he landed, his expression was suspicious for a moment, which looked very strange, as if he also felt the same feeling as Leyuan. The two looked at each other, confirmed their feelings and each other's guesses, and nodded, as a greeting and a mark.

When the third person walked down, he also noticed the unusual feeling. His eyes widened and he almost screamed. He quickly covered his mouth and tried to step back to prevent his shoes from touching the ground. However, there were still many people walking down behind him. If he stepped back, he would squeeze the people walking forward back. They didn't know what was going on and kept walking forward.

The third person was squeezed out by the people behind him. He staggered and looked despairing, thinking that he might be like someone before him, with his body swaying from the flat ground to the cliff and falling to his death. Unexpectedly, nothing happened. His face quickly turned red and he ran to the amusement park excitedly, both to seek recognition and to ensure his own safety.

The fourth man was less calm. He screamed, waving his arms wildly and shouting, "I stepped on someone!"

The people at the back were startled and didn't move forward for a moment. The fourth person jumped up, turned around and was about to squeeze into the crowd. He didn't plan to get off the car.

The crowd was looking at him. He found his seat and sat back, holding his head and covering his face. He looked a little broken. His face did not look good and his expression was very strange. He was half hidden in the shadows and half exposed to the moonlight, which made people feel even more scared when they saw him. His body was still shaking. Others tentatively patted his shoulder to comfort him.

He immediately screamed again, as if he was very frightened. The others looked at each other and no one wanted to talk to him anymore because there was nothing to say. They were afraid that if they touched him, he would jump up like he had seen a cockroach, and they would not know what to do if he accidentally hit something on their head. In order to save time and avoid accidents as much as possible, the crowd hesitated and stayed away from him.

The fifth person was prepared for this and was not frightened, but his face was still extremely pale. When illuminated by the moonlight, it looked even paler and more terrifying, as if he had lost most of his blood and was almost beyond saving.

The sixth person took a deep breath and walked down, but his legs went weak and he was about to kneel down. The others quickly reached out to support him. He staggered out, breathed a long sigh of relief outside the car, patted his chest, thinking that everything was gone, and was about to laugh, but suddenly he noticed a white mass under the car, which looked like a human head and a white dress.

He shouted, "There's a person there! There's a person hiding under the car! He's wearing white clothes, has a pale skin, and has dishevelled hair. His hair is black, long, messy, and smells bad. It looks like seaweed dug out of a stinky ditch, and it has a green tint. I don't know what's going on. Look!"

He talked too much, and when he blinked, the white underneath the car disappeared, just like a piece of tattered cloth flying away in the wind.

He was very surprised and wanted to take a look, but he thought it was strange and dangerous to climb down and check the car in public with his butt sticking out. It was late at night and he was alone trying to look under the car. If the wheels of the car rolled up and he didn't have time to pull his head back, he would be dead. There would be no room for maneuver, so it's better not to mention it.

He still wanted to live, so after hesitating, he did not try to observe the specific situation.

The crowd heard his shouting and went to see, but when they looked, it was completely clean there, nothing there, no hair, no clothes, no white, just black, nothing at all.

The crowd raised their heads and looked at the man in confusion. The man's face turned red, but he was still very weak and pale, but he spoke with full confidence. He shouted angrily, "What's wrong? If you didn't see it, does that mean I didn't see it either? If you can't see it, does that mean I can't see it either? I'm not like that! I'm not lying! What I told you is the truth! I saw it!"

The third person said, "We didn't say you couldn't see it."

The sixth person said angrily, "I know, you don't have to say anything, all of you don't have to say anything! It's best if you don't say anything, I don't care. If you don't say anything, I don't care. If you say something, I will think there is a problem. You won't pretend to be someone else and mix in with the crowd to cause trouble, right?"

There was something inexplicably provocative about these words, and the crowd instantly began to boil and crackle like a drop of water dropped into a frying pan.

"Is there really such a thing among us?"

"Isn't it just a ghost? Why are you afraid? There are so many of us here. Even if something happens, no ghosts will appear. Have you ever seen what happens when a large group of people are alive in a horror movie? There is no group of people as the protagonists in horror movies. We don't need to be afraid. The law of horror movies is that when there are many people, ghosts cannot appear and cannot cause any harm to us."

"Don't be afraid, everyone. There are three lights in the body. As long as the lights on the top of the head and the two shoulders are not extinguished, we will be fine. By the way, you also have to be obedient. Don't look back casually. Don't pay attention to anything you hear, especially if someone calls your name, don't pay attention to it!"

"Then how do we address each other?"

"This is still simple. Let's call each other by numbers and get off in the order we get off the bus."

The crowd agreed and sorted them by number.

The middle-aged man waited for a long time, and when they all got off the car, he clapped his hands and shouted to them: "Now start lining up. Line up in a straight line. When your team is organized, I will take you to the nearest village."

Number One asked, "Why can't we just go in? Is there something special about that village?"

Number Two said, "I think there is something that cannot be told to others."

Number Three laughed.

As for the person who was afraid and did not get off the car, he did not have a number and planned to go back. No one stopped him and the middle-aged man also said that it was okay, but the others would not follow him back. The man agreed, and the car waited until everyone else got off. The car was mostly empty, and the driver sat in his seat, holding the steering wheel and stepping on the accelerator. The car hummed and rumbled, and drove away on the country road.

When the car drove to the point where the people behind could no longer be seen, the person inside the car breathed a sigh of relief. Before he could find a suitable and comfortable position to half-lie down in the seat with a backrest to rest, he suddenly saw that the car was full of people. He sat up straight and almost stood up, but thought it was best not to make a move.

It is safe if people around him think that he can't see or know.

The man thought so, and slowly sat back down, trying his best to adjust his state and posture, to ensure that he could jump up and run away at any time or close his eyes and pretend to be asleep. He took a deep breath and squinted his eyes. He thought that not being able to see clearly would reduce his fear, but he didn't expect that when he squinted his eyes and looked out, the situation he saw was even more terrifying -

The car was lit up with bright green lights, like there were signs everywhere saying "This is the escape route, safe exit", up and down, left and right, but there were people staggering everywhere, and these people had no shadows, perhaps because they were too crowded, or perhaps because the lights were too dim. In short, having no shadows was nothing, and the people who sat in the car and did not leave hugged their arms for comfort.

But when he looked down, he saw that the heels of these people were not touching the ground and they seemed to be floating around. He thought, no wonder, these people were not standing on the ground, when the car moved, they moved with it, a bit like kites.

Then he remembered that this situation was definitely not normal and that he would not end up well if he stayed in such a car.

His face turned extremely pale in an instant. He was frightened when he was about to get off the bus. His face turned pale. After he came back to rest, he was fine and looked a little rosy. But he was frightened again. This time he turned even paler than the last time. It seemed that compared to the people around him, he was the real ghost. He didn't know if he was dead, but there was one thing that was beyond doubt -

He doesn't fit in with the people around him, and he is still very different among this group of people.

He blinked slowly, hoping to relieve the dryness in his eyes and his nervous mood, but he saw the pale face of an old lady. The wrinkled skin came into view in front of him and her eyes were dark, like two dug pits. He couldn't help but scream, and stood up and wanted to get out of the car. The door slowly opened.

He looked at the driver with gratitude and found that he was a skeleton man wearing clothes and with long hair. He was so emotional that he felt choked and ran towards the door that was opened for him.

He thought it was opened for him, but a little girl in red clothes holding a half-human-tall doll with messy hair looked at him, walked out in front of him, and staggered out of the car, leaving through the door. He was surprised and incredulous, and looked out the window, staring straight at the little girl. The doll in the girl's hand tilted its head to look at him, and its black eyeballs were made of buttons.

Under the moonlight, the doll looked thrilling and terrifying. The people in the car stepped back involuntarily, hoping to avert the incident. The moonlight gradually changed in front of him from warm yellow to golden yellow, and then slowly to red. It was as if a large amount of blood had suddenly filled his eyes, and he couldn't get it out even if he tried to wipe it out. He covered his eyes, wailed, and sat down on the ground.

The car door closed slowly, the car started, and the wheels rolled slowly. Hearing the roar of the car, he stood up from the ground and squeezed out from the crowd. He insisted on getting out through the gap in the door that was not completely closed. However, he knew clearly that the gap would not allow him to get out, because only a fingernail could fit through the gap.

He couldn't compare it to his own fingernails; they were too narrow and too small to be the same thing.

He bumped his head against the car door and watched it close. The girl slowly turned around in the scarlet moonlight and walked out. Her cheeks were still round and plump, and her skin was even white with a rosy glow. This turn really scared the person who was looking at her, because he saw that there was a large rotten spot on the little girl's cheek, her skin was blue-purple, her teeth were falling out, and her eyes were bleeding.

So scary!

He stuck to the car door, slowly fell down, slid to the ground, and sat blankly at the door, as if hoping that he could get out when the door opened next time.

However, without looking up, he noticed that people were gathering around him.

He blinked and looked up, and found that everyone was staring at him closely. Their black eyeballs were like cheap pearls shipped in bulk, their pale skin seemed the color of a paper man, and their faces wore very unfriendly and eerie smiles. They looked at him with their mouths open, their teeth sharp and pointed, revealing a thin, scarlet tongue with white worms and eggs wriggling inside.

The saliva was transparent, dripping out from their open mouths and landing on the head of the only living person in the entire carriage, quickly wetting his hair. He opened his eyes wide, terrified to death, and collapsed to the ground, unable to move. He was too scared to control himself, unable to make a sound, and could only watch these people.

They opened their mouths wide, and when their mouths were opened as wide as possible, it was as if their chins were removed, revealing a dark bottomless pit. At a glance, it seemed as if one could see the stomach inside, and there was a gurgling sound, as if something was wriggling in the stomachs of these people. Their mouths were so big that they went over their heads and covered their legs, completely disregarding normal physiological knowledge and human body structure.

The person lying on the ground knew that he was going to die, so he closed his eyes, hoping that in this final moment, he would not feel too much pain, and preferably not too much fear.

However, none of his hopes came true.

That's how he died.

The car turned its black wheels and continued to move on the road, bumping from time to time, and the blood in the car also bumped along with it, as if it was filled with full air bags with mouths.

The scarlet moon gradually shed its clothes, revealing the clean and moist light inside, which gradually changed from pale white to beige, as if everything had returned to normal.

The middle-aged man walking on the road glanced at the moon, lowered his head, and continued on his way.

Leyuan and Jongin followed behind him, and behind them were the other people who got off the bus.

These people called each other by their numbers and chatted as if they were just out for an outing, got off the bus a little late, and were going to have a good time at the amusement park later.

This cheerful and nonchalant mood soon infected everyone, and they happily talked about some random relatives and gossip that they could not reach for the time being, as if talking about those who were not here would make them happier.

The middle-aged man did not stop them. He glanced at Leyuan, as if he thought it was Leyuan and Jongin's job to keep them quiet. But Leyuan pretended not to see it and Jongin didn't care, so they continued talking in the back, making a lot of noise all the way.

Fortunately, nothing happened along the way, but because of this, everyone gradually relaxed their vigilance.

As they walked along the road, they even wanted to sing and actually started singing.

"We are the red sun, we are the fresh morning glow, we work hard, we are motivated, we are positive, we are the good sons and daughters of society, la la la..."

A dark voice began to sing along: "We are the red moon, we are the rotten sunset, we are lazy, we are tired, we are crazy, we are the black holes of society, la la la..."

The crowd looked at each other and gradually stopped singing. They thought the lyrics were strange, but they didn't know what was wrong. After they stopped, the sound of singing along became clearer and the crowd heard it. They found that no one was singing and finally realized that something seemed to be wrong.

They suddenly remembered that they were still walking on an unfamiliar, dark path. If they were not careful, they would miss a step and fall into the mud pit nearby. This was not the time to sing.

They didn't speak and tried not to make any sound, so the only sounds along the way were the breathing of living people and the voice of someone following the crowd, singing persistently. The singing was very unpleasant, and as time went on, the voice became uglier and louder, and came closer and closer. Some people walking at the back felt scared, touched their arms, felt creepy, and then they felt a hand.

“Ahhh—”

The person who touched the hand screamed, he almost jumped up and shook off the hand, and twisted his body wildly, trying to check what had just touched him and what was next to him that had not been discovered.

They saw nothing.

The crowd looked at each other and began to comfort each other.

"It's okay, there's nothing, maybe it's just a wrong feeling."

"But I really did touch that hand. It was terribly white and cold, as if it was sick. There was a layer of fine hair on the surface, and a layer of sweat without temperature. It was horrible. You don't know, when I touched that hand, I thought it was someone next to me. I tried to pull it, but it didn't reach anything else. Then I realized something was wrong. I touched nothing. Do you know what this means?"

"The hand without the arm, shoulder, body, or head?"

"Yes, that's what I mean. Do you smell anything?"

Number One moved his nose and sniffed in the air.

Seeing him do this, the others followed suit and sniffed, but they didn't smell anything, just that it smelled very bad. Number Two said, "This place is not far from the farmland, and it's not far from the farmhouse either. Maybe someone is planning to use it as compost tomorrow morning."

This means that the smell they are smelling now is the smell of fertilizer from the septic tank.

Number One's face turned slightly green, and he murmured, "Didn't you smell it?"

Number Two asked, "What do you smell?"

Number One shook his head and said nothing.

The others did not ask any more questions and continued walking, even more silent and suspicious than before.

The slightest movement could frighten them so much that they jumped up and screamed. Some people even slipped and fell because of fear on the way, and slid into someone else's garbage dump. When they climbed up, there were still vegetable leaves on their heads.