The full moon is in the sky, and the stars are like dust.

In Ningfeng Mountain Villa, three night watchmen sit in the concierge and warm up the fire.

At this time, it is late autumn, and the temperature in the mountains at night is already low, so there is already a feeling of early winter.

In this kind of weather, being able to drink a cup of hot tea and eat some snacks by the fire is really indescribable.

"Brother Zhang, there is still another hour in the next shift, please take advantage of this time to tell us a little story."

"Yes, yeah, brother Zhang, tell us some exciting stories."

Two young night watchers ate and drank enough, and begged a middle-aged night watcher.

Lao Zhang took two puffs of cigarettes, spit out a cloud of smoke, and said with a smile: "Exciting story, what is an exciting story, let's talk about it first."

"Ghost story!"

"Xun Story!"

Two young night watchers said in unison.

"Xun story? Ghost story?" Lao Zhang asked with a smile, and then said, "I won't tell the story of Xun. You and your two boys are going to the bathroom again, so let's tell a ghost story."

"Okay, the ghost story is good."

"The scarier the better."

The two young night watchers nodded in agreement.

They dare to go out and do night patrols, so they are naturally courageous.

"Want to hear the horror?" Lao Zhang took another two cigarettes, nodded and said, "Okay, then I will tell a true legend about the mountain. I am sure that you will not dare to go out tonight."

The two young night watchers looked forward to it.

Ningfeng Mountain Villa is located on the halfway of Anning Peak. At first glance, there are mountains outside. It is only to hear such ghost stories to excite.

"Before I start to tell that story, I have a very important thing to tell you clearly."

Suddenly, Lao Zhang's expression became extremely serious, he stopped smoking his cigarette, and looked at the two of them with straight eyes.

The two of them were confused by him, and the smiles on their faces were put away, and they asked softly, "Old Brother Zhang, what's the matter?"

"Listen well, when I tell this story, you must not look back, otherwise no one can guarantee that something strange will happen, remember?"

Lao Zhang said in a low voice, pressing down.

The two couldn't help swallowing, and nodded dumbly.

"Say it again, don't look back!"

Lao Zhang confessed very solemnly, and then slowly told the story.

"There used to be a big mountain, and there was a small mountain village in the big mountain. There were a total of fifty families in the village, all of them were honest people who lived by the mountains and lived in peace."

"One day, a hunter in the village picked up a rag doll from the mountain. The mountain people were very surprised. How could there be such a thing in the deep mountain and old forest? We discussed this for a long time, but in the end no one could tell why. ."

"Then Orion gave the rag doll to the little girl in the village to play, and that happened."

"But since then, strange things have happened in the village from time to time, until one night in autumn, there was a sudden heavy snowfall in the mountains."

"Snowing in autumn is a weird thing, but what is even more weird is that a child's voice sang a nursery rhyme from a distant mountain. The content of the nursery rhyme is very scary."

Lao Zhang paused when he said that.

The flames in the stove flickered, making his face yellow and black.

The two young night watchers no longer looked as calm and calm as they were just now. They looked embarrassed and couldn't help but leaned against the stove.

One of them boldly asked, "Brother Zhang, what is the content of the nursery rhyme?"

Old Zhang sneered, "How can anyone know the contents of the nursery rhyme? All people who have heard that nursery rhyme are dead."

The two of them shuddered by what they said. After a while, another asked: "Old Brother Zhang, what happened in the village after it snowed?"

"Dead! One by one, one death is worse than one." Old Zhang's voice was still cold.

When they heard it, they both showed fearful expressions.

Upon seeing this, Lao Zhang lowered his voice again, and said solemnly: "Next, I'm going to talk about the main point. You must never turn your head and look behind you. Have you remembered?"

"Yes Yes."

The two people trembled.

Lao Zhang said one word at a time: "The mountain I just mentioned is actually Anning Mountain. That small mountain village is halfway up the Anning Peak, which is where our Ningfeng Villa is now."

"what?"

"This?"

There was a vague rumbling in the throats of the two of them, and they were cold all over, as if they could feel that something was standing behind them.

Old Zhang stared at the two men in a daze, without saying a word.

There was dead silence in the house, except for the crackling wood burning in the stove.

Suddenly, Lao Zhang laughed, the laughter was very strange.

The two young night watchmen were so frightened by this scene, they were sweating all over, sitting on the stools and didn't dare to move.

"Hahaha!"

Lao Zhang slapped his thigh and laughed, and said with a smile, "How about it, is this story exciting?"

"Damn, Brother Zhang, you really belong to you!"

The two finally recollected that it was Brother Zhang playing with them.

The story wasn't terrifying at first, but Lao Zhang looked mysterious, and he didn't let him look back. He also emphasized that the original site of Ningfeng Villa was a small mountain village, which made them scared themselves to death.

"But then again, our Ningfeng Mountain Villa was indeed built on an abandoned small mountain village. It may be because of this that some good deeds made up such a ghost story."

Seeing that his trick was successful, Old Zhang explained with a smug look on his face, then retrieved the smoking gun next to him, and started smoking.

However, at this moment ~www.mtlnovel.com~ the temperature in the room suddenly dropped by a large margin.

The three of them all felt cold when sitting by the fire, as if they were in the cold of March 9th.

"What is the situation, is there not enough fire?"

Two young night watchmen fiddled with the stove in front of them, while Lao Zhang got up and walked out the door.

After opening the door and looking around for a while, he shouted in a low voice: "Why... why is it snowing, it's so heavy?!"

"what?"

"Snowing?"

The two young night watchers felt cold and hurriedly squeezed to the door.

It turned out that the outside was white, and the sky was covered with dense snowflakes.

The moon and stars in the sky are long gone. Even the flowers, birds, insects and beasts in the mountains and forests suddenly died out, without making any noise.

The whole world is completely silent.

However, in this suffocating and desperate tranquility, there was a sound of nursery rhymes coming from the distant mountains.

"It hurts so well that it hurts. The cowherd baby in Anningshan cried and screamed for pain. The old scalper asked where it hurts? The bad baby cut my throat and made me unable to talk."

"I hate that hate that, the Weaver Girl of Anning Mountain crying and crying hate it. The little cat asked what I hate? The bad doll cut off my hands and feet, so I can't weave."

"It's so scary, it's so scary, the woodman in Anningshan cried and called scary. The crow asked why he was scared? The bad doll hung me to a high tree, so I couldn't move anymore."

"Come on, come on, the landlord of Anning Mountain is crying and yelling to come. The spider asks what is coming? The bad doll has caused heavy snow in autumn and spring is not coming."

"The horror is the horror, the people of Anning Mountain cry and say horror. The snake asks what is horrible? The bad doll has unlocked the seal, and the things that have swallowed everything will come today..."