In case the forest trees are sick.

He knew this himself.

【Happy Cemetery, here】

[Passengers heading to the cemetery, please get off the bus]

Wanqi Linmu stepped down from the old bus and raised his hand to make sure his hood was on. The night in this suburb was very cold.

There was a license plate standing alone at the station, and other than that, there were only solitary trash cans.

Wanqi Linmu threw the large-denomination red ticket he picked up from the car directly into the trash can.

No nostalgia.

"Shua——"

As the red notes floated into the trash can, a gust of night wind blew by. The red notes were so fragile that they were blown into black powder by the wind.

They fell into the trash can with a splash, and some even swayed with the wind, drifting into the endless darkness.

Wanqi Linmu didn't look at it, took out the envelope and confirmed the address again.

"This is it."

——Happy Ranch, No. 444, xx Road

The address on the envelope is clearly written.

Wanqi Linmu's uncle also thoughtfully marked the bus route for his nephew.

I took bus No. 444 and walked 1.4 kilometers after getting off. There were no direct buses. I wanted to find a shared bicycle because the place was too desolate and I couldn't see a single bicycle.

Wanqi Linmu looked around and had no choice but to walk forward...

If Lin Mu is sick, he is indeed sick.

He has congenital phobia. His uncle took him to many doctors and hospitals, but all the doctors were unable to do anything.

This is an incurable disease.

Fortunately, it's not as scary as cancer.

But these days, cancer can be cured, but Wanqi Linmu's disease can never be cured. To a certain extent, it is much more terrible than cancer...

Wanqi Linmu was born without a sense of fear, perhaps because of hormonal disorders, or perhaps because of brain insufficiency. In short, doctors have different opinions.

This makes Wanqi Linmu... look like a freak.

Unfortunately, Wanqi Linmu also has a disease in his eyes.

His eyes can see things that ordinary people cannot see...

Just like what happened on bus No. 444, no one can see the bloody-faced old lady, but Wanqi Linmu can. Fortunately, Wanqi Linmu is born without fear. Seeing the bloody-faced old lady is no different from seeing an ordinary old lady.

Too many differences.

Wanqi Linmu has special eyes. Because of this, many monks and Taoists once marveled at Wanqi Linmu when they saw him, saying that he was born with wisdom and eyes. Some even wanted to transform him into a spiritual practice.

A great monk asserted that if Wanqi Linmu did not abandon the world and practice with him, he would be riddled with all evils, fall into hell, and never recover!

Wanqi Linmu is disinterested in everything, but he is always very interested in money. How can he devote himself to spiritual practice if his worldly relationship is not over?

My uncle bought an "talisman" for Wanqi Linmu. He said it was a white Tridacna stone bracelet, with thirteen bone-like Tridacna stones and a wish-making drifting bottle strung in the middle. It is said that it was blessed by a master, so you only need to wear it with you.

, "Invulnerable to all poisons."

Wanqi Linmu adjusted his cuffs and hid the Tridacna stone bracelet.

Ever since I put on this bracelet, it is indeed invulnerable to all poisons, just like the bloody-faced old lady just now, it has saved me a lot of trouble.

However, Wanqi Linmu is not a cultivator, so this Tridacna stone bracelet works sometimes and sometimes fails. What Wanqi Linmu can confirm is that the bracelet can only be used once a day at most, and it will definitely not work if used multiple times.

One point four kilometers.

Wanqi Linmu had long legs and a steady pace. He walked for less than twenty minutes.

It was dark, and although it was not too late, the night in the suburbs was inexplicably darker and quieter than in the city center.

"Hiss-"

"hiss--"

"Hiss!"

Wanqi Linmu raised his head and saw an arch similar to the gate of an amusement park standing in front of him.

In the dark night, two symmetrical black drum towers rise from the ground twenty meters apart. An arch bridge spans the middle of the drum towers. Under the moonless moonlight, the arch bridge has the illusion of a Naihe Bridge.

However, the two sides of the arch bridge are inlaid with giant neon signs that are incompatible with the simple style of the Drum Tower.

Colorful.

Colorful.

Beautiful like a local version of seven fairies descending to earth...

The neon sign made a "hissing" sound of electricity and flashed at a very fast speed like a leakage of electricity, illuminating the entire land in flickering light, creating a ten-level ghost film effect.

"Happy... place?"

Wanqi Linmu looked blank, standing calmly under the arch, looking at the flashing sign above his head.

There are four characters in "Neon", but most of the penultimate character is missing and can hardly be seen clearly, leaving only a blank.

"Happy Ranch."

Wanqi Linmu read it again, and this time it was much smoother. He lowered his head and checked the letter that his uncle had sent to him.

It is indeed a happy ranch.

After confirming the Wanqi forest, we walked through the Drum Tower Arch Bridge, passed under the huge neon sign, and walked into the "Pasture"...

The pasture was quiet and there was no one.

Wanqi Linmu didn't want to come to the suburbs in the dark, but his uncle's letter was sent in a hurry, and today happened to be the last day to deliver the ranch. After today, I'm afraid no one would contact him, and many things would become troublesome.

Walking straight into Wanqi Linmu, it is very empty after the neon sign. About 20 meters away, there is a security guard hall.

Wanqi Linmu walked over quickly and took a look.

Empty.

The guard hall was lit with lights, and the dim light was almost invisible from a distance.

"Squeak - squeak -"

An ancient chandelier, popular in the 1990s, was hung on the roof of the pavilion, swaying slightly, casting a dim and dim light.

On the old wooden table, there was an enamel vat of hot tea, still smoking.

"Is anyone here?"

Wanqi Linmu looked into the guard hall and shouted.

No one.

"Tick-tock-"

"Tick-tick-tock-"

"Tick-tock——"

Wanqi Linmu waited for a long time against the guard hall, and heard the sound of dripping water, but it didn't sound like dripping water.

Because the sound of water will not be so sticky.

"Whoosh——"

The night wind in the suburbs carried the sound of sticky dripping water, "tick-tock-tock" beating against the night.

It's a pity...

Wanqi Linmu has never felt fear. If he were an ordinary person, he would have been so scared that he wanted to go to the toilet. But Wanqi Linmu just put his hood back on his head.

Said to himself: "It's a bit cold."

In addition to the sound of water dripping, there is also a soft "swirling" sound, similar to the sound of footsteps?

Wanqi Linmu looked in the direction of the noise: "Is there anyone there? I'm here to connect."

In the darkness, no one answered.

Wanqi Linmu's expression was cold. He turned on his phone and looked at the time. It was already eleven-thirty midnight.

He had been waiting for a long time and had no patience to wait any longer. He followed the footsteps and the sound of water drops and walked deeper into the "pasture".

"Is there anyone?"

There are no fields, no livestock in the pasture, it is empty.

A two-story building similar to a factory stood in front of Wanqi Linmu.

The small building is like an isolated island in the vast ocean, surrounded by uncultivated virgin sand.
To be continued...