Aliang went to Xishan camping on the weekend, and got separated with his fellow travellers after withdrawing. His cell phone is dead, so he can only leave by feeling. But as he walked away, he felt more and more wrong: It took only an hour when he came. Why is he still in the mountains for more than two hours now, he can’t help cursing in his heart: “Damn, I’m lost, what can I do?”
Soon, A Liang found a yard in front of him! The yard is not far away and will be here soon. He stepped in through the half-open wooden door. The yard is small, with a cypress tree planted in the middle, rustling with the mountain breeze.
“Welcome!” A “person” walked over the corner. The “person” was hung with rotten meat, teetering in the wind, and bones were exposed in many places, exuding a strong rancid smell.
“Ghost!” Seeing the appearance of that “person”, A Liang yelled out of his voice, and rushed to the door to leave, but the door didn’t move at all! Aliang clung to the door panel tightly, and tremblingly asked: “You, what do you want to do?”
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The ghost grinned and floated with his boneless mouth. Come over: “I need to ask? Of course I ate you!”
A Liang almost freaked out: “We, we have no grievances, and no grudges, can you Let me go?”
The ghost laughed “quack”: “I am in a good mood today-well, if you can leave before dark, I will let you go .”
A Liang was overjoyed and immediately began to climb the wall. But strangely, he was still in the yard after jumping off the wall. The ghost floated in the air watching Aliang tossing underneath, and smiled: “Warm reminder, you can only leave the yard through the door.” After listening, Aliang rushed to the door. But no matter how he hits, or even takes out the knife from his backpack to chop, the dilapidated door cannot be opened. Seeing Al Liang who was panting like a cow, the ghost sneered: “Don’t be in vain, you can’t break this game.”
Speaking of the game, A Liang’s heart moved and turned to take it. Take the knife and start cutting down the tree. A flash of surprise flashed in the ghost’s eyes, but he didn’t say anything. The cypress crashed to the ground before the last afterglow of the setting sun. A Liang walked towards the gate triumphantly: “Ha, there is a tree in the middle of the yard, that is a’sleepy’ world. Now I cut the tree, the word “sleepy” will not be broken,”
But the door still didn’t open.
“How is it possible, did I guess wrong?” As the sun set, he knew he was over.
The ghost floated towards him playfully: “You are the first person to understand the word’sleepy’. But don’t forget that there is no tree in the yard, but you are there. There is a man in the yard, it is the word “prison”!” As he said, the ghost took out his heart, “As for the way to break the game, there is no living person in the yard, it will naturally be broken.”
A gust of mountain breeze passed by, and the wooden door “creaked” opened.