Chapter 107 Chapter 107

At the crack of the door, a sticky black-red liquid gradually poured in from outside, like a bunch of bugs, crawling slowly on the ground towards the corner of the bed in the room.

At the same time, there was a persistent sound of nails scratching the door panel from outside, which sounded very harsh and made people lose sleep, just as much as hearing a wild cat screaming and a baby crying at the same time at night.

The door panel shook from time to time, making a clanging sound, which was even more frightening, as if the door panel would not hold on any moment and would fall down.

A sharp, old, and even slightly proud female voice leaned against the door and let out a giggle: "It smells so good! It smells so good! Open the door! Don't run around! I want to come in!"

At this time, the fragile door panel let out a sharp scream, a huge bang, and then exploded with spiderweb-like cracks, as if it was about to break into pieces and scatter all over the floor.

A smell of blood that was stronger than before hit his nostrils.

Li Qingshan almost vomited from the smoke. He squinted his eyes, covered his mouth and nose, and managed to maintain a normal breathing rhythm. When he looked again, the liquid had already traveled a long distance.

While he felt his scalp numb, he looked at the bed next to him. It was extremely quiet, as if there was no one at all, which was strange.

When he frowned and looked at the bed next to him, his eyes suddenly widened, because he found that there was really no one on the bed. The pillows and quilts were just used by someone, and even the sheets were wrinkled.

Taylor couldn't have died so quietly, nor could he have left quietly, so everything in this room now could be an illusion.

Where is the source of the hallucination? Is it the wall next to it?

If it is this wall, when did the hallucination start? When he touched the wall during the day, or when he suddenly woke up at night and heard the sound coming from the wall?

Did anyone else fall into the trap?

What is the purpose of the person who creates the hallucination?

If the blood in front of you and the sound you just heard are not fake, at this moment, the person who feels these things should want to escape immediately.

Because if you stay here, the blood is likely to fill the room and drown the whole room, suffocating you to death, or sticking to your body, letting the person talking outside know that the person they are looking for is in the room, and they are likely to force their way in, which is likely to end in death.

Now the simplest and easiest solution is to open the window and escape, taking advantage of the bloodstains spreading on the ground before they get on you, leaving marks, and before they drown you.

If all this is an illusion, and the illusion maker wants to see the person in the illusion rush out of the room, then leaving the room must be dangerous, so you must not go out!

But it doesn't feel safe to stay in the room like this, because these hallucinations clearly don't want the people who feel the hallucinations to have a good time. If they are frightened to death by accident, they will be doomed.

Is there any way to make the hallucination disappear immediately?

Li Qingshan frowned and closed his eyes. Suddenly, he felt that everything he heard before disappeared, whether it was the sound of blood flowing in the water or the strong sense of peeping outside the door. It was as if they had never appeared and disappeared without a trace.

He suddenly felt as if he had suddenly realized something.

Maybe this hallucination is for people who did not rest at night.

How to judge whether this person did not rest at night?

As long as this person has his eyes open, it can be considered that he did not rest, because people who are asleep will not open their eyes! Unless it is not a human, or is extremely special, then there is nothing you can do about being chosen.

However, although you will be chosen and feel hallucinations if you keep your eyes open, it is very simple to close your eyes. In this way, it is not too dangerous.

Li Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed suddenly, and gradually fell asleep.

In another room, a young girl tossed and turned on the bed. She had a nightmare for a while, suddenly opened her eyes, and woke up all of a sudden. She felt bad all over. She was sweating all over her body, especially on her forehead. She felt particularly cold, so she wrapped herself in clothes and held the quilt in her arms, trying to warm herself up quickly.

Because she was resting before, the lights were not on in the room, and the whole room was pitch black.

The young girl was very scared. She reached for her phone while trembling. She turned it on immediately.

The screen of the phone emitted a faint light. The young girl breathed a sigh of relief and put her hand away, wanting to check the time.

At this time, the light of the phone screen suddenly turned green, and a very unfamiliar face appeared on the screen.

The young girl didn't react at first, but when she looked closely, she found that the face was behind her neck. The skin was black, the face was wrinkled, the eyes were very cloudy, and the lips were bright red, as if she had just swallowed a mouthful of blood. When she grinned, you could see that the teeth were yellow and black, and there were bloodstains on the surface. There was sparse short gray hair on his head.

The young girl screamed, her hands trembled, and she immediately threw the phone out. The phone flew in midair to the wall not far away, and then fell to the ground with a thud.

A very old hand stretched out from the phone. The young girl got out of bed barefoot, picked up her shoes, and threw them to the phone. The hand in the phone disappeared. The young girl was stunned for a moment, holding the other shoe in her hand, staring at the phone hesitantly.

A hand stretched out from under the bed and grabbed the young girl's ankle. The young girl trembled all over, as if a big cockroach flew onto her face, and she tap danced wildly on the ground.

The young girl panicked and jumped to the door of the room. She turned around and looked back. The phone was lying quietly in the corner. It was pitch black under the bed. It seemed that there was nothing, but it also seemed that there was everything. The hands and face that she had just seen were gone, as if they had never appeared.

The young girl took a step back tentatively, and suddenly remembered that she was not wearing shoes. So, she tiptoed and bent over to pick up her shoes.

A miserable white hand stretched out from under the bed and grabbed the young girl's wrist.

The young girl screamed wildly and shook her hand hard, but was still dragged under the bed by the hand. Almost in the blink of an eye, one arm was swallowed by the darkness under the bed. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull it out. Soon even half of her shoulder disappeared in the darkness.

Under the dark bed was like a dark entrance, or like a beast's mouth, emitting a foul smell, and even some sticky blood-red liquid and a mess of long black hair oozing out.

The young girl struggled madly, reaching out to grab the bed leg next to her, and then reached out to grab the cabinet next to her, her fingernails scraping on the ground, leaving many marks.

Because of the excessive force, the nails broke and the fingertips bled, but she was so scared that she completely forgot the pain and just wanted to escape from this scary room as soon as possible.

Even if it was dark outside, she couldn't rest here after this night, because it was impossible to fall asleep lying on this bed.

With a bang, the young girl broke off a corner of the bedside table next to her. She thought she was going to die, and she used all four limbs to crawl on the ground frantically, but she didn't expect that the power behind her suddenly weakened, and she only dislocated her wrist, and the whole person crawled out from under the bed.

The young girl breathed a sigh of relief, not caring about much else. She rushed to the door, opened it, and didn't close it. She held onto the door and the wall and ran out staggeringly. She didn't dare to stop. She ran a long way and was out of breath before she began to rest. She

didn't dare to relax completely during the break. She turned her head quickly, for fear that she would be grabbed by a hand that suddenly appeared and dragged into the darkness.

It was very quiet outside, and there was no one around.

The young girl cried softly.

A black shadow fell on her head.

The young girl was startled and looked up. She found that it was the aunt who had left before, with an almost dull expression on her face.

The aunt smiled, bent her waist, and said to the young girl very gently: "Do you want to go home? I'll take you home!"

The young girl rushed over and hugged the aunt's waist, as if she had suddenly found a support, and burst into tears. The aunt smiled and patted her back gently. After a while, the young girl wiped her tears, felt a little embarrassed, and smiled.

The aunt took her hand and said softly: "Come with me, don't look back!"

The young girl nodded vigorously.

The two walked towards the village entrance, and their figures were gradually swallowed by the mist. The only shadow dragging on the road disappeared bit by bit.

The next morning, someone knocked hard on the door.

Taylor opened the door and asked, "What's up?"

The one who knocked on the door was a middle-aged man, with arms as wide as two young girls and as tall as two and a half children. He clenched his fists, with suspicion mixed with nervousness, and a little irritation in his nervousness. He glanced up and down at Taylor who opened the door, then looked past him at Li Qingshan who was standing behind him, frowned, and said unkindly, "What time is it? Why haven't you gotten up yet? Do you really think you are here for vacation?"

Taylor sneered, "What's it to you? What's wrong with you?"

The middle-aged man clenched his fists and glared at Taylor. He took one look and said with a red face, "I'm not here to quarrel with you! But if you want to fight, I'll accompany you!

A young girl in a room is missing, and the door is open. There is a dropped mobile phone in the room, the legs of the bedside table are broken, there are many scratches on the ground, and some blood.

I'm afraid it's more dangerous than dangerous! Now hurry up and find her!"

Taylor sneered disdainfully, "They say it's more dangerous than dangerous, what else is there to look for? Looking for a corpse? Isn't it the same sooner or later? Why is there a rush! What are you ordering?"

"You didn't give me money, why do you think I will listen to you? I'm not your father, why should I take care of your fragile self-esteem and self-righteous brain? Can you think before you speak! Don't run to the door of other people's room to annoy people!" Taylor looked at him with contempt and said in a contemptuous tone.

Li Qingshan walked behind Taylor, scanned the middle-aged man with his eyes, and said disdainfully: "You should be polite when asking others for help, do you have it? You should pay others to listen to you, do you have it? You have nothing, and you are so confident, is it because you are no different from an inflated balloon?

I think balloons are better than you! Because balloons will not block other people's doors, let others do things, and then make trouble for others! Look down on others! It's as if we invited you, it's ridiculous." The

middle-aged man's face immediately turned red, as if a fire was lit, staring with red eyes, as if he wanted to eat people alive. If you can kill people with your eyes, the person in front of him would obviously have been killed by him long ago.

The driver laughed at the excitement beside him.

The middle-aged man immediately clenched his fists, looked at Taylor and Li Qingshan, pointed at Li Qingshan and said loudly: "I want to fight with you! If you lose, both of you must apologize to me and listen to my orders. No matter what I ask you to do, you are not allowed to hesitate or refuse!"

Li Qingshan sneered and asked casually: "What if you win?"

The middle-aged man shouted angrily: "Then I apologize to you, and I will never give you orders, I will not care about your affairs, and I will not come to your door! Are you satisfied? Are you satisfied?"

Li Qingshan smiled softly and said, "Okay."

Taylor immediately said loudly to the people around him, "You all saw it with your own eyes and heard it with your own ears. He knocked on the door and said the words. You are witnesses. Anyone who regrets it is untrustworthy and cannot be trusted! But be careful of people who say bad things behind your back. After all, this is not an ordinary place."

He glanced at the middle-aged man and said, "Some people want to be arrogant even though they have no ability. Don't let them succeed!"

The middle-aged man sneered, "We don't know who the incompetent ones are!"

"There is no time to waste, let's start now!" Taylor urged.

Li Qingshan nodded.

The middle-aged man and Li Qingshan started fighting in the open space in the middle of the yard. Others watched. Taylor stood not far from the door and watched with a smile on his face. He was very relaxed and didn't look worried at all.

The young woman leaned closer to Taylor and asked in a low voice with some concern: "Aren't you afraid that your partner will lose?"

Taylor chuckled softly, squinted his eyes, and said happily: "He will win!"

The young woman squinted her eyes and wanted to say something else, but the result had already come out. Everyone was surprised and exclaimed: "Wow! I didn't expect him to win! But it was so fast! Now that man has nothing to say! Let's see if he will knock on other people's doors one by one and ask others to listen to him!" The

middle-aged man looked angry, his whole face was red and swollen, he gritted his teeth, his lips were purple, his neck felt thicker than before, and he was shaking slightly on the ground, as if he was trying to control his emotions so as not to suddenly jump up and attack from behind.

Li Qingshan was not afraid of him. He glanced at him, walked past him briskly, walked to Taylor, smiled at him and asked, "How is it?"

Taylor also smiled at him, "Very good!"

Li Qingshan looked at him with his eyes as if he was holding honey, and nodded.

The old servant appeared at the gate of the yard with a group of servants, bowed to them politely and said, "Everyone!"

Everyone's attention was attracted.

The old servant stood up and said to them, "Breakfast for everyone is ready! Please follow me to get it!"

The young woman frowned and complained in a low voice: "How strange! We are all here, why don't you just deliver breakfast? And we have to go? Will breakfast taste better if we go? Or will it double?" She

spoke in a low voice, almost talking to herself, so no one else responded to these words, only Taylor was closer and rolled his eyes in the direction of the young woman, but didn't say anything.

The driver strode out of the crowd and walked to the gate of the courtyard. As if he knew the old servant, he said directly: "Take us now!"

The old servant nodded, turned around and walked in front, and the other servants followed behind. The driver followed the servants closely, and the other people in the yard followed behind the driver and walked out in a mighty manner.

Most people thought the old servant would take them to a place to eat, but the old servant took them out of the house and took them to a small road.

If he hadn't taken them up, they would have suspected that the old servant was going to leave them on the mountain to fend for themselves.

"Why did he bring us here?" People frowned, feeling strange, and a little fear gradually spread, and asked one after another.

The old servant stood at the intersection and said to them: "Breakfast has been prepared! As long as you go up the mountain, pick a herb, bring it down and give it to us, we will give you breakfast immediately.

The reason why we don't give you breakfast now is that we are worried that you will not go to work after eating breakfast, and we have no way to restrict you, so please understand!"

Li Qingshan asked: "Any herb will do?"

The old servant nodded with a smile: "Yes!"

"Then what's the use of letting us pick these herbs?" Taylor asked.

"In fact, people in our village don't really need these. They are all prepared for guests. Collecting more herbs is better than looking for them after getting sick." The old servant replied with a smile.

The middle-aged man could not wait for so much, so he turned around and walked along the path. He soon entered the mountain. There was also fog in the mountain. His footsteps were fast, and his back figure soon disappeared.

The others were in a hurry to eat breakfast. Seeing that one person had already left, they were afraid that they would not be able to find him, so they hurried to follow him.

The crowd immediately gave up.

The driver walked at the end, slowly and not in a hurry at all. Li Qingshan and Taylor walked over.

"Do you know the herbs?" Li Qingshan asked.

"I know some," the driver looked at him and smiled, "enough."

"Have you decided what to pick?" Taylor asked.

"I have decided." The driver nodded.

"Then what are you going to pick?" Li Qingshan asked.

"I pick whatever I see." The driver smiled meaningfully.

Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows, and Taylor held him. They slowed down their pace. The driver waved to them and walked away.

"I saw," Taylor pointed to a tree not far away, "that looks like a mulberry tree?"

"Maybe," Li Qingshan smiled, "I can't recognize it." He raised his eyebrows, and seemed a little dazed: "Can a mulberry tree grow here?"

"I'm not sure either," Taylor looked around, "Actually, it's quite strange here.

Even if the saplings are buried in the soil, someone has to look after them. It doesn't look like anyone lives around here, and if the villagers come up often to deal with it, the roads here don't look like people often walk on them. There

are too many varieties of these trees and they are too diverse. It's actually difficult to manage them when they are gathered together. I don't know what the people who planted them were thinking. If they were planted without any effort, that would be even stranger!

I never heard of this when I was outside. To plant trees, you just throw the seeds in the soil and leave them alone."

He shook his head: "Forget it! We're not here to plant trees, so why should we care about these trees?"

"Are mulberry leaves considered medicinal herbs?" Li Qingshan asked with a frown.

"Herbs," Taylor muttered to himself, "leaves shouldn't count, right? Then we have to look for more!"

The two sighed at the same time. Not long after, Taylor saw the mother-in-law grass on the side of the road. His eyes lit up, and he picked it up and said, "I think this thing can count!"

Li Qingshan nodded, "Okay! Take the things down now and try them. If you can exchange them for breakfast, eat them immediately. If not, come back to me."

Taylor nodded, took the things in his hand, and went back along the path.

Li Qingshan walked aimlessly on the road, and was called by someone not far away. He turned around and saw the young woman running towards him.

"I see that there seems to be herbs over there! But, I don't dare to go there. Can you accompany me?" The young woman asked.

"Okay." Li Qingshan replied.

The young woman immediately took Li Qingshan to the place where the herbs were found, and said on the way that her name was Guihua.

While picking herbs, Guihua said to Li Qingshan: "You can't go on a cliff like this without someone behind you. If something suddenly pops out, you'll be scared to death!"

Li Qingshan nodded.

Guihua picked the herbs, smiled and shook them in front of Li Qingshan and said: "See! I got them!"

Li Qingshan nodded.

Guihua took the herbs in both hands and happily prepared to go down the mountain to get breakfast. Before leaving, she pointed in a direction to Li Qingshan, saying that there was another kind of herb on another cliff not far away. If you haven't found a target yet, you can go and try it. She also specially described the appearance of that herb.

Li Qingshan nodded, and Guihua left. Li Qingshan followed the location Guihua pointed out and found the herb Guihua mentioned on the edge of another cliff. He was about to reach out to pick it, but suddenly he felt a strange sound behind him. He frowned, immediately retracted his hand, and hid to the side.

Sure enough!

The middle-aged man who had fought with him before appeared behind him, with his two hands stretched forward, his two legs running forward, and his whole body leaning forward, like a spinning ball, running past Li Qingshan with a snort. The expression on his face changed from gnashing his teeth and treacherous complacency to fear, and he fell off the cliff.

Li Qingshan lay beside him and blinked his eyes, carefully looking down, but didn't see even a shadow, so he reached out to pick the herb and ran away.