Chapter 10 Chapter Eight The Endless Journey

Subtle influence is really a deadly dog ​​thing.I'm not really going to spend my whole life in this camper and never get out of it again? I thought that I would never welcome it in my life.Unexpectedly, before the end of college, a similar trip like a gap year, with no idea of ​​when it will end, unexpectedly started without any expectations, and I did not expect it. After two days and two nights of non-stop disconnection of the car, on the sixth night when I got on the thief boat, the car couldn't hold on and turned off the engine. The night spread on this completely uninhabited roadside, and we have driven to an altitude of more than 4,000 meters, surrounded by endless grasslands.The land is sparsely populated and the air is thin, always accompanying the road to Lhasa. The sky is covered by clouds, and stars occasionally appear, which are difficult to illuminate.

The light of the stars is completely negligible, and it is difficult for me to see the scene outside the car except for the outline of the earth.The car broke down in the middle of the road, Ni Niandie was in control of the steering wheel, my uncle and I worked hard, little by little, and it took more than half an hour to finally move the camper to the side of the road. Putting up warning signs a hundred meters away, I was exhausted.Uncle still had enough energy to open the hood and check it. Finally, he wiped the sweat from his brow. "The engine is overheating. It's not a big problem. Just add some water to cool it down, and you can continue driving in a few hours."

"Are we going to spend the night in a place where there is no village or shop behind?" Ni Niandie tightened her coat, the autumn night on the plateau was very cold, the lowest was only a few degrees, and her exhaled breath was covered with a layer of white mist under the light. "It can't be helped." Uncle stretched his waist, "The thing has been very quiet recently, and it hasn't come to cause trouble. It should be silent. Leave one person to take turns watching the night, and the others can go to sleep." I looked at my watch, it was eleven o'clock at night.There are no bumps in the road, and the camper bed, while not wide, is at least comfortable enough for a good night's sleep.

"Let me keep the night watch first. The three of us take turns every two hours and continue to set off at five o'clock in the morning." I suggested. "Well, okay." Uncle showed a tired face. Since he returned the phone to me, and Ni Niandie has drawn him in, our relationship has been pretty good, and sometimes we can even make harmless jokes on each other. "I'm the second one. Dad drives the most recently, so he should sleep more." The daughter thoughtfully pushed her father's back into the bedroom of the camper.She poked her head out of her small room, showing a pure smile, "Xiao Ye, I entrust the safety of our family to you."

"rest assured." I made a gesture of reassurance, and the girl retracted her head to replenish her sleep. The entire camper fell silent.I left the small light in the living room, took out my phone and checked the news.Li Nuoyi sent dozens of text messages every day, asking me where I was.For some reason, she and the old man couldn't track my signal no matter what. I was a little surprised at first, but then I had a vague guess. Could it be because of the interference of "that thing"?Otherwise, with the huge network and energy of Yang Junfei Detective Agency, how could even the unsuspecting Ni Niandie's family not be able to track down!Of course, this is just speculation.

After I contacted Li Nuoyi, the huge reward has been cancelled, and there are only a few scoldings on the Internet that some people think are "hype".This is very good, and should be forgotten by the gossip crowd at the speed of light. Moreover, human beings are naturally good at forgetting creatures. The night on the grassland is said to be quiet, but it is not quiet.I used my mobile phone to surf the Internet for a while, then looked out the window in boredom.In the blurred vision, there are many nocturnal creatures active in the grassland.There is no traffic on the road, and I can even hear the sound of moles burrowing in the ground.

What an amazing experience.Based on this point alone, perhaps this time being hit by a car and being accidentally involved in a dangerous situation is not nothing. Forget it, I admit, this is purely self-consolation. Time flows quietly, how many centimeters per second does it pass? (The allusion to "Centimeters per Second" comes from the animation film released by Japanese director Makoto Shinkai in 2007. While I was thinking about it, I summarized the clues of the past six days. From Ni Niandie and my uncle, I didn't get much information, and they seemed to be confused and had no clue about the appearance of "that thing".

Naturally, I couldn't figure out exactly what "that thing" really was.To be honest, so far, I only know that it likes to take human form, especially women.Moreover, I still don't understand why it forces us to keep running away on the highway, and then chase after it endlessly. Perhaps this supernatural power had no purpose in the first place, it was just based on preference.Its preference happens to be endless, winding roads? I also found out the temple that my uncle was going to visit. It is in Xinxiu Town, more than 300 kilometers away from Lhasa. It is said that the lamas there are very famous for exorcising ghosts and evil spirits for generations, and even celebrities love to go there.

In this regard, I am noncommittal, even a little scoffing.Any strange thing I encountered can be expelled by exorcism. If I can really rely on temples or psychics, so many people around me will not die. For this kind of people, I really can't look down on them, but Ni Niandie's family can only rely on this, constantly looking for people who are said to have great magic power, and after failing again and again, they continue to look for them.If not, it is really difficult for them to have faith to support them. The clock on the phone quietly pointed to a quarter past one. I stretched, stood up, and knocked on the door of Ni Niandie's room.

She came out with sleepy eyes and disheveled clothes, washed her face with water indiscriminately, "Go to my bed and rest, I will call you before leaving." "No, it's better to sleep on the sofa." I declined her offer. The girl didn't insist, she sat on the small stool opposite the sofa and looked at me with big rippling eyes. I lay down on the sofa, my eyelids twitched, as if I weighed a thousand catties, and soon, I lost consciousness in a daze.Tiredness swept over my whole body, and I vaguely felt that Ni Niandie had come to my head, but I was really too sleepy, and I didn't bother to open my eyes, so I just fell asleep like this.

After some time, I was woken up by a strange noise.The arm was heavy, as if something was pressing on it, I opened my eyelids hard, my vision was blurred, and my eyes were a little dry due to the light coming in.Ni Niandie did not fulfill her duty of vigil at all. Her chin pressed against my arm, and she knelt on the ground, her face only three centimeters away from my forehead. The warm breath on my skin was itchy and comfortable. I sighed, picked her up with a wry smile, and gently put her on the sofa.The sleepy girl showed no signs of waking up because of my actions. I pulled the blanket over her and rubbed her sore neck. Fortunately, nothing happened because of her lethargy. I thought happily while looking around.Suddenly, a figure not far away startled me.That figure is very familiar, it is actually an aunt who is incapable of acting like a puppet. What was she going to do when she walked to the car door alone?This is the first time I have seen her act independently.Soon, I figured out where the noise that woke me up was coming from! The aunt who looks only in her thirties is actually very beautiful. Because she has not been exposed to the sun all year round, her skin is very fair, and she does not have the small wrinkles of middle-aged people.I even doubt that she gave birth to Ni Niandie as a minor, right? Auntie turned sideways to me, knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the air in front of her. In my astonishment, she kowtowed forcefully with her forehead to the ground, and then kept saying, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Her voice lacked any emotion, and there was no ups and downs in the rhythm, just numb repetitions, and the listeners only felt scalp numbness.I scanned the air where she apologized, rubbed my eyes, but still saw nothing. Who is Auntie apologizing to?Why do you apologize?Could it be sleepwalking? Usually, she does not move, never speaks, and even needs to be fed when she eats. The so-called sleepwalking is mostly due to the excessive pressure of life besides her congenital nature.I don't think congenital sleepwalkers will apologize to a cloud of air, and people who lack behavior will feel mentally stressed?This is also up for debate. I quietly watched her kowtow and apologize without stopping, and didn't dare to disturb her, but with her dry apology, I always felt that the surroundings became strange. It was cold, and the temperature suddenly dropped.The dim light in the living room shone out of the window, and it could have spread more than ten meters away.But at some point, there seemed to be a monster that devoured the light hidden in the darkness, and the orange-red light disappeared without a trace after shooting out of the car. The ears suddenly became quiet, and when I looked back, my aunt, who was apologizing vigorously just now, actually fainted on the ground.I hurried over to sniff her, but the noise from outside the camper dispelled my thoughts and diverted my attention. At night, the stars cleared, and a red moon appeared in the sky. My ears trembled slightly, and I finally heard the source of those abnormal noises clearly. They were scratching sounds. There were bursts of scratching sounds on the iron sheet of the car body, as if someone was scratching with a sharp object, or like fingernails scratched the glass. The sound is very worrying to those who listen to it. I looked out through the glass restlessly. The ominous red moon illuminated the surroundings very brightly. Absorbs cleanly and doesn't irradiate far. Where the harsh scratching sound came from the car body, there were no animals, not even any figures.I observed for a while, and ruled out the possibility of the iron sheet expanding with heat and contracting with cold. The noise was getting louder and louder under my sight, so loud that I almost wanted to cover my ears.Ni Niandie's family, who slept soundly, didn't wake up at all like they were in a coma. How could this be possible?Or is that voice just an illusion that I can only hear? I can't be sure, but the nasty sound is still growing and getting stronger.I resisted the sense of discomfort to capture the changes in the sound, and easily judged that there were at least two sound sources.They kept probing on the car body, as if they wanted to find something. The two sound sources moved away, approached, and finally stopped near the car door.I froze with chills all over my body, and finally understood the purpose of the owner of the sound source. It's the door!What it is looking for is a door that will allow it to enter. The doorknob was grabbed by something, and the thing that grabbed it twisted it vigorously, trying to open the door.Fortunately, the car was locked from the inside, and something outside the door failed to open it. I suppressed the fear in my heart, tiptoed to the car door, and looked down through the glass window.It didn't matter, it scared me so much that I almost fell down. On the doorknob, two pale, paper-thin hands were holding the door lock, just floating in the air.There is no need to confirm, its owner must be the "that thing" in Ni Niandie's mouth, that thing that his uncle swore that it should be asleep, once again surpassing common sense and experience, and relentlessly catching up.As if sensing my sight, the hands shook slightly, then made a strange gesture, and then disappeared into the air. I yelled that it was not good, jumped into the driver's seat and quickly inserted the key, and started the engine. Fortunately, the quality of this imported camper is good. After a few hours of rest, the overheating phenomenon has disappeared, and the engine makes a pleasant roar and moves as I step on the accelerator. At this moment, under the light of the red moon, where the thin paper-like hands disappeared, puffs of black smoke swept over, and the camper passed by with a distance of a few centimeters, good luck again Escaped. Black Smoke didn't chase after him, and just stayed where he was.The camper van and the vibration inside the car finally woke up Ni Niandie's family. A family with such poor vigilance, I wonder how they avoided confrontation with that thing for eight years!From my own point of view and what I have seen and experienced in the past few days, it is really an eighth miracle that is even more miraculous than the seven wonders of the world that they survived. "What happened?" Uncle came over and asked. "event." I drove the car to slow down a little, moved the car forward in a balanced manner, and spit out these two words concisely. "Isn't that thing coming again?" Ni Niandie shrank her neck, and her eyes suddenly touched the fallen mother not far away, "Oops, mother is sleepwalking again." "Hasn't she done this once or twice?" My heart moved and I asked. "Well. Mother often sleepwalks when everyone else is asleep." "When everyone is asleep?" I chewed this sentence silently, and said again: "Don't you ever know what she sometimes does in her dreams?" Ni Niandie shook her head in doubt, "It's said that mother sleepwalks when everyone is asleep. As long as one person wakes up, she will only see mother lying on the ground, so my father and I don't know when mother is sleepwalking. doing what." "She's apologizing." I squinted my eyes, "Do you know what she has in mind? She cares so much that she even apologizes for sleepwalking." The uncle and daughter looked at each other and shook their heads slowly. Ni Niandie put her finger on her chin, "You know, our family was very happy before that thing appeared. We didn't have to worry about food or drink, we were very happy. Besides shopping, my mother played cards, and she was very kind to me. There should be no worries!" "That's it." I scratched my head suspiciously.If this is the case, how can the aunt's strange behavior be explained?What a tangled question. The uncle carried the aunt back to the bed, and when she woke up, she returned to her puppet face, silent and without any expression or movement.I also don't know if she has any memory of just now. Time began to pass quietly in our day-to-day rush. The thing seemed to be really tired these days and did not appear again. My nervousness and mood could not help but calm down a lot. Before I knew it, I had been on the journey with Ni Niandie's family for ten days, and I gradually got used to the way of getting along with them, and seemed to be in harmony. That twenty-one-year-old daughter, whose mentality and expression often reveal the appearance of a thirteen-year-old, often pesters me and asks me to tell her many bizarre stories.I changed my experience to the protagonist's name and told it. She listened with gusto, and then suddenly said with a strange smile: "The story you told is not your own life, is it?" "Ha, how is it possible." I won't even admit it. "Well, that's true. It's impossible for a person to encounter so many horrible things. My family has encountered one, and it has been so badly messed up that I plan to wait for death at any time." Girls like to press their soft bodies against me. She looked out the window, and suddenly asked: "Tell me the truth, the two girls who send you text messages every day, who is your girlfriend?" "Nobody." I answer.Basically, she would ask me this question several times a day when I was slack, and she was tireless and tireless. "Tch, only ghosts believe it. It's not your girlfriend who cares about you so much!" Ni Niandie curled her lips, "Tell me there won't be any missing pieces of meat." I smiled wryly and didn't answer. My feelings have never been clarified, so how can I answer. Seeing that I remained silent, Ni Niandie pushed me closer. She stared at me unblinkingly with watery eyes, and finally said melancholy: "Actually, I really want to see what your girlfriend looks like. You are too mysterious, calm and distant. , even a little indifferent." She raised her head and looked towards the roof of the car, "I want to see with my own eyes what an excellent girl she is, worthy of enduring your awkward personality." Is this a compliment to me?I couldn't even smile wryly. My uncle has basically turned a blind eye to my intimacy with his daughter.Seeing his daughter's happy appearance, he was also very pleased. He estimated that while accepting me, he was also ready to spend a lifetime with me.In the past few days, the way I look at me is completely like looking at my future son-in-law. This bastard, from a cold man to a passionate man, the change is a little too fast. What can I say about this?I am really powerless against this family of people with distinctive features and clear personalities.Sometimes, I even feel that they are all characters from shoujo manga, belonging to the second dimension. As usual, I sent a text message to the guardian girl and Li Nuoyi, telling them not to worry, but at the same time, my worries swelled uncontrollably. My sense of powerlessness and cluelessness about the time in front of me gradually spread to my physiology.In a dream last night, I actually dreamed that I would marry Ni Niandie in the car.She smiled happily in a white wedding dress, and the background was the huge evil black mist transformed by that thing. Subtlety is really a fatal thing.I'm not really going to spend my whole life in this camper and never get out of it again? This is a situation scarier and worse than a creepy horror time!