Liu Wuzao glanced at his three companions and said, "Before I speak, can I


    ask, what time is it now? Year, month, day.""Eh?"The head of the group was taken aback when he heard the words. The boy on the


    side looked at his watch and said lazily: "It''s 84.6.25. It''s 8:30 in the


    evening. What are you asking about this?""It''s okay."Liu Wuzao shook his head. This should be when Fu Shen Pingyuan was 16 years


    old.It has been almost seven years since Wanli Fengdao experienced that memory.The four strangled corpses placed in the compartment, the figure of the rice


    cake man in the field, the monster song team escorting the headless girl, and


    the three faceless classmates...What happened to this person in Fushen Plain?"Then I will start."Liu Wuxiao picked up the manuscript paper that was placed in the palm of the


    Fushen Plain, lit the light of the candle, and said: "I am very afraid of the


    box. The opened box is okay. If it is closed, it is too scary.Probably because of my childhood experience.One day my cousin Xiulai and I went to my grandmother’s warehouse to explore


    at night.There are many things in the warehouse, old armors, worn-out farm tools, worn


    knives and bamboo basket benches.After exploring for a while, we felt that there was too much dust in the air


    and felt uncomfortable to breathe, so we thought of leaving the warehouse.While searching for the way, I found a square box placed on a chest of


    drawers.The box is about half a meter long and is made of wood. The surface is


    decorated with beautiful Maki-e craftsmanship, which is very unsuitable for


    dirty and messy warehouses.Xiulai and I seemed to be attracted by the box. We took it down and placed it


    on the ground, holding the lid on the top of the box and lifting it open.However, there was a small box of the same style inside.After opening it again, it was still a smaller box.Isn''t this a Russian doll?Xiurai and I thought about it this way and opened all the boxes at once, and


    found that there seemed to be some writing on the bottom of the outside of all


    the boxes.[Skin], [Nail], [Hair], [Limbs], [Kidneys]...Take a closer look, the outer bottom of all the boxes have a part of the body


    written,I instantly felt a very uncomfortable chill, but now that it’s hard to bear


    not opening all the boxes.Finally arrived at the last box, the side of the box is only about five


    centimeters long, and the word "end" is thoughtfully marked on the top."Heart" is written at the bottom.After opening the box, there is a piece of paper folded together,Xiulai and I were embarrassed in their hearts and spread out the paper, which


    read [all the above, I will go to collect it soon], and my sister''s name was


    written on the back.Soon, my sister Jieyue disappeared. The adults said that she was hidden in the


    mountain, but I knew that she had been taken away by something, and her head


    was gone.Because those boxes, the only thing that didn’t appear, the words "head"..."No head...Liu Wushao''s mind instantly thought of the headless girl in Bai Wugou who was


    guarded by the singing squad, and the rice cake man whose head was


    inexplicably broken.After hearing this strange story, the other three companions seemed very


    uncomfortable, their bodies writhing.Compared to the strangeness of the strange story itself,When Liu Wuzao recites the written words on the paper, the cold and


    indifferent attitude towards the outside world made them feel uncomfortable.however,The story continues on the paper on the Plains of Fushen,"Next, I want to tell another strange story."Liu Wuzao read in words: "I used to go back to the country to play when I was


    young. My cousin Xiulai and I would often run around in the fields.One night, we suddenly felt an unusual atmosphere.‘Strange, how come such a warm wind is blowing suddenly. ’He said this and looked into the field far away. Because of the distance, he


    could only see something resembling a scarecrow at the other end of the field.The thing is white, fixed in place, twisting and twisting with the wind,Xiurai said that it might be a new type of scarecrow that was placed outside


    by someone who could move with the wind.While talking, the surrounding wind suddenly stopped, but the white


    "scarecrow" in the distance was still twisting.Without the wind, it is absolutely impossible for a scarecrow to move on its


    own, and the amount of twisting is too great, not to the extent that a normal


    person can do it.Driven by curiosity, Xiurai decided to take out the binoculars to see exactly


    what it was.Since the binoculars belonged to him, I had to wait for him to finish watching


    first and show me the binoculars.At this time, I suddenly noticed Xiu Lai’s changes,His face turned pale, his whole body began to sweat and tremble, and the


    telescope in his hand fell to the ground.I hurriedly picked up the telescope, and when I was about to look at it, I was


    stopped by my dad who suddenly rushed out.‘Don’t look, don’t look at that thing! ’When my father said this, he asked me anxiously if I had seen it. After


    getting the negative answer, he breathed a sigh of relief and took me and


    Xiurai back home.I started to find it strange that Xiulai, who was already lively and active,


    didn''t say a word on the way home, her expression of fright and despair did


    not improve.After arriving home, Xiurai started to laugh wildly while twisting weirdly,


    just like the thing that I saw in the field.At such a close distance, the fear he exudes is even stronger than at the


    time.Grandma showed up and sighed, saying, ‘Surai still saw it, right? ’So grandma told her uncle that Xiulai''s condition cannot be cured by ordinary


    hospitals, so she should stay in the country and let the elderly take care of


    her, because Xiulai can''t become a normal child when she goes back.After this ~~ Whenever I think of Xiulai, I feel sad. Later, I


    occasionally heard a saying called "The Scarecrow God",Legend has it that in ancient times there were also mental patients. The


    doctors who treated the illnesses were helpless with mental illnesses. The


    villagers had to tie the patients to the scarecrow in the field.Because the tied person is eager to break free, he will wriggle with all his


    strength,In the end, it was unavoidable to be left in the field by the villagers and


    fend for themselves.Probably, what Xiurai saw was the legendary Scarecrow God. "The strange story finally ended. Liu Wuxi looked at the three companions, but


    found that the other three suddenly stiffened. The candlelight placed in the


    middle of the floor of the room seemed to be frozen, not moving.A premonition rushed to his heart, Liu Wuxiao heard the shout of "He is awake!


    Doctor! He is awake!" in his ear, his consciousness was dragged and he


    returned to the dark space again. among.This time, it was Li Ang who was in charge of controlling the body of the God


    of Fortune and opening his eyes.