Chapter 234

"What? Are you so scared that you can't even speak?"

The woman in blue laughed.

"What are you two talking about? Explain it clearly."

The woman in yellow shouted.

"So you didn't know. Then I'll tell you. I saw you running out like crazy during my break. You disappeared in a flash. I think you're dead and a ghost now."

The woman in blue smiled.

"You're talking nonsense. I'm alive and well, how could I be a ghost? It's obviously you who is dead!

You yourself said that it's unsafe to be alone. It's impossible for you to stay there alone and survive until now and then move here!

You must have died a long time ago, but you forgot about it. And you still want to slander me? I won't believe a word you say."

The woman in yellow yelled.

I took a deep breath and moved quietly to the side.

I don't want to have anything to do with either of these two people.

But these two guys had no intention of letting me go.

The woman in blue and the woman in yellow looked at me at the same time.

I had no choice but to stand there, my body a little stiff, and smiled at them.

"You didn't know why you were running, you thought we were going to kill you."

The woman in yellow sneered.

"Are you scared now? The story has been told clearly. Now it's your turn. Who among us is the dead one?"

The woman in blue asked.

"I see you are all alive, so please don't embarrass me."

I continued to move to the side, away from them.

"No, you must choose a living person and a dead person, otherwise we will not let you go. You have to choose now, do you hear me?"

The woman in yellow shouted.

"I didn't mean that originally, but since you're all here, I've decided. Who do you want to choose? If you don't choose, you'll die here.

Two living people can kill someone, two dead people can kill someone, and one living person and one dead person can kill someone. Don't you know all of this? This shouldn't be a difficult choice.

Or are you the one who wants to kill us?"

The woman in blue asked as if she was about to stir the water.

"It's true that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water."

The woman in yellow snorted beside her.

"I don't choose anyone. I'm leaving now."

I said something, turned around and ran, running very fast.

Before the two people could react, I disappeared in front of them.

I could still hear them swearing as I walked along the road, but they didn't seem to have the ability to catch up with me, so I got rid of them.

I breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down my pace. I originally wanted to rest for a while on the road, but when I thought that if I rested, they might catch up and kill me, I didn't dare to rest at all.

I finally saw a small wooden house, and my first thought was a fairy tale, but I thought the people living in the house were probably hunters.

I stood there hesitating for a while and was discovered by someone near the house.

The man was dressed in black, holding a long gun in his hand, and standing in the shadow of the trees.

He made almost no sound as he moved through the leaves, like a leash-like cheetah.

I stood still and didn't dare to move because the man had the gun pointed directly at me.

He walked up to me and looked at me carefully. I could tell from my clothes that I was not a local. The change in his facial expression made me suspect that he was a bad guy with bad intentions and was just robbing someone else's house.

I felt like I was having trouble breathing.

"Who are you? Where are you from? What do you do?"

He asked me.

"I came from the highway, I came from the forest, I came from the city.

I am an ordinary person. I was going to a place that I had agreed to visit, but my car broke down before I got there. I had no choice but to go up the mountain to find someone who could fix my car or something. ”

I started babbling nonsense and talking incoherently.

The man noticed that something was not right with me, and after thinking for a while he asked me to go into the house to rest.

I followed him into the house. There was a square table and four long benches in the room. He asked me to sit on a bench. He poured me a glass of water and found some meat for me to eat.

The meat is very fatty, as if it were used to extract oil.

I took one bite and almost spit it out.

But I looked at him and thought it would be a bad idea to spit out the food he gave me in front of him. Plus, I was really hungry, so I forced myself to swallow two mouthfuls before putting the food down and drinking a lot of water.

He looked at me with a sarcastic expression on his face, and I didn't know what he meant.

I was nervous, so I put the glass of water on the table and lowered my head waiting for his arrangements.

He told me that he was the owner of the house and the protector of the forest. In other words, I could call him a forest ranger.

"If you want to stay, I can arrange for you to stay in this house. If you want to leave, that's fine too. What do you think?"

He asked me.

"If I want to leave, will you show me the way?"

I asked.

"I can only stay in this forest. I don't know the way out. What's more, even if I show you the way, you can't get out. Do you think there is anything at the foot of the other side of this mountain?

It's a village.

The villagers will not let anyone come in and out as they please, and they don't ask for money, so you won't be able to impress them by offering them money.

Even if there is food, they will just steal your things, then tie you up and treat you like a pig.

If you were a woman, your experience would be even more tragic. I won’t go into detail, you should be able to imagine it.”

The ranger poured himself a glass of water and said.

"Then I'd better stay."

I opened my mouth, hesitated, and gave an answer.

“You made the right choice.”

The ranger smiled.

I felt like he was looking at me like a pig, but I had no evidence that he meant any harm to me.

I could only keep my guard up secretly, lie down on the bed he had prepared, and prepare to rest.

But just when I was about to fall asleep, I suddenly heard footsteps. I sat up from the bed and someone started knocking on the door.

The ranger had woken up long ago and approached the door with a gun in hand, ready to shoot out.

I didn't intend to stop it, but I heard people outside shouting.

"Open the door, open the door! We are tourists passing by and won't do anything bad. It's too unsafe outside. Let us go in and rest for a night!

We will leave tomorrow morning."

My friend's voice shouted.

I opened the door in one go.

The ranger almost put that gun to the back of my head.

I quickly closed the door. My friend saw my face. Before he could show a surprised expression, he saw the door closed in front of him again. He exclaimed and showed a puzzled expression.

"Wait a moment, I'll open the door for you right away. This house is occupied by someone. I'll let you in after I've discussed it with the owner."

I quickly shouted to my friend outside the door.

"I see. I'll wait for you outside."

my friend replied.

"Who are you outside?"

the ranger asked me.

“Outside are my friends, I get in the car with my friends, get off the car with them, go up the mountain with them.

But we parted ways, and I didn't expect to see him here, but I really wanted to spend the night with him.

Please.

Open the door now and let them in."

I shouted.

"You can open the door so that your friends can also open it, but you need to explain clearly why you separated from your friends? How many friends do you have?"

the ranger asked.

“That’s the only friend I have.

My friend and I separated because I felt we should walk more distances to determine which way was closer.

Anyway, we will meet again, we just don’t know where, and if there is no way to get there, we can always turn around and go back, there is always a chance to meet again.”

I replied.

A second voice was heard outside the door.

"I didn't expect there is a small room here. That's great. I want to rest here tonight. I wonder if you are here too. Why don't you come in? Is there anyone inside?"

Who is in there? They won’t let us in.”

This person's voice is also familiar. He is the man in red.

My facial expression twitched.

"What's wrong?"

The ranger looked at me and asked.

"Did you hear the second person's voice? That person is not my friend, but he is with my friend. I think it might not be a good idea to let only my friend in. He will hate us."

I answered in a low voice.

"This house is mine, not yours. Even if we need to open the door to welcome guests, it is not your turn to arrange it."

The ranger seemed a little angry.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I shouldn't think like this, I shouldn't say this, but please let my friend in."

I answered quickly.

"Since you've said it so earnestly, it wouldn't be good to not let you bring your friends in.

But these two people came out one after the other. Who knows if they were walking together in the woods?

If the two of them took the same route and walked together, then one of them must be a ghost and must not be allowed in.

Otherwise we will all die in this house tonight.

I will not allow that to happen in my house, and I will never be buried with you.

So if you must let your friend in, then pick the damn one of these two.

I have a packet of powder here. Take it out and sprinkle it into one of the people's eyes. If that person is a ghost, he will disappear. If he is a human, he will be fine.

But if you sprinkle this stuff in someone's eyes, that person's eyes will rot.

The ghost will realize that you have discovered him, and will kill you through a door outside the house, and then kill your living companion who has lost his eye.

You have to think carefully. This thing is not to be given randomly, nor is it to be used randomly. If you use it improperly, you will all die."