My vegetable garden connects to the fairy world of Lilliput

Suning turned his head and saw nothing.

There was only endless darkness, crooked tree trunks, and the mannequin in plain clothes that moved without wind in the darkness.

That thing was really scary.

Turning his head, Suning looked at Wang Dajun meaningfully.

Wang Dajun thought Suning didn't believe it: "Didn't you see it?

Just now... there was a ghost thing with long hair dragging on the ground, and it flew past you from behind.

It was so scary, and she smiled at you weirdly."

She described it with her hands and feet, which was very funny.

Suning was indifferent and didn't take it to heart: "Are you still afraid of ghosts?"

"You are not afraid???" Wang Dajun asked back.

"Ghosts, are they scary?" Suning said.

"Of course not, they are too scary. Although I am a firm materialist,... fear and not believing in ghosts are completely different things." Wang Dajun said with a righteous face, as if he was all red light at the moment, full of positive energy.

"I don't believe there are ghosts in this world, but that doesn't mean I'm not afraid."

Suning: ...

"That seems to make sense."

"Right, brother... We have something in common. We finally met. Let's go together in this ghost place so that we can take care of each other." Wang Dajun was born to be familiar with others.

"Come on, come in and sit down."

Suning smiled and said, "If you are afraid of ghosts, then don't look back."

Wang Dajun: ???

Don't look back? ???

What do you mean?

Well... This person is curious, and he subconsciously turned his head...

"Boom!"

A pale face came close to his face, and there was only a line between him and Wang Dajun, probably not even a centimeter away.

This face was extremely strange, as pale as if flour paste was on it, and there was no blood color at all, even the lips were bloodless, extremely pale.

Those eyes only had medicinal materials, no pupils.

The hair fell down along the two jaws, floating in the breeze, as if a bunch of black disgusting earthworms were crawling.

Half of the chin was rotten.

A wave of cold air rushed to his face, as if he was facing a cold corpse face.

…

When Wang Dajun saw this scene, his brain was buzzing... and he almost exploded.

His eyes turned white, and he almost didn't make a decisive move.

"Ah..." He screamed silently, and the face that was originally bloodless became even more dead fish pale.

He subconsciously dodged to the other side, and his face seemed to be rubbed by something. When he looked more clearly... an even more exaggerated and distorted face appeared on the other side of him.

This face was black.

Very weird...

"Swish."

I don't know where Wang Dajun got the machine. He was originally petrified, and he kicked the foot with only leg bones left, and "swished" to jump behind Su Ning. That speed... was simply teleportation.

"Oh my god...oh my god..."

Wang Dajun hid behind Su Ning, shaking constantly, and weakly poked his head out to look at the two ghosts...

"Illusion, illusion...it must be an illusion..." Wang Dajun murmured and repeated: "I am a materialist, everything is an illusion, demons and ghosts are fake, absolutely fake, this world...there are no ghosts!"

He was very determined.

The moment he poked his head out, he was extremely nervous, fearing that his three views would be shattered.

What relieved him was that the two ghosts that were just beside him were gone.

Empty.

"Huh..."

"I told you it was an illusion..."

"I've been a little nervous lately."

"It seems I need to take a good rest."

...

Wang Dajun reminded himself secretly.

"Why aren't you afraid?" he asked Su Ning.

Su Ning smiled and spread his hands: "You said it was fake, so I don't need to be afraid."

"Haha...that's right." Wang Dajun was relieved.

He didn't think about why Suning reminded him not to look back just now. It was obvious that Suning could also see that thing...

It was obviously unreasonable.

If it was an illusion, why did the two see the same thing?

Of course...there were actually many abnormal things.

For example...here, it was clearly a dark forest where you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, why could he see the things around him clearly?

The reason why Suning could see it was because he had night vision.

What about him?

…

"Brother, what's your name? We will share hardships here in the future, let's get to know each other." Wang Dajun said: "My name is Wang Dajun, I'm 33 years old this year."

"Suning." Suning said.

"Brother Suning." Wang Dajun said: "This name reminds me of home appliances..."

Suning: ...

He didn't expect that the name his parents gave him when he was a child would be related to home appliances. In fact, his parents probably wanted him to be safe...

Ning, a peaceful and safe life.

"When are you going to leave?" Wang DajunJun asked.

Suning shook his head: "I will stay here for a while to find something."

Wang Dajun was obviously disappointed when he heard this: "So, I have to stay here for a while before I can go home?"

"How about you give me some equipment and I will go out by myself?" Wang Dajun said.

"Where is your base?"

Suning pondered for a long time: "Do you really want to go home?"

"I think about it all the time. I regret it. I shouldn't come to this damn place." Wang Dajun said.

Suning nodded: "If you go back, you may only see your family for the last time?

Then, you will fulfill your wish and die?

Are you still willing?"

"Yes!" Wang Dajun nodded without any hesitation.

Suning sighed: "Okay!"

"You go forward from here, keep running east, don't look back...until you see the sun rise in the east, you can go home." Suning said.

"Ah??? So simple??? But it's very long... I tried it, the road is very long, no matter how I run, I can't get out of Ailao Mountain, or... no matter how I run, I can't get out of this mountain. According to science, I'm lost, maybe the length is different, so I keep going in circles, and finally I'll get here.

And according to superstition, I should have hit a ghost wall." Wang Dajun was puzzled.

"If you want to see your family, then you can definitely run to the way." Su Ning patted his shoulder and said.

"That's fine..." Wang Dajun was skeptical.

"Remember, don't look back!" Su Ning reminded again.

"Your way is ahead..."

"What if you look back?" Wang Dajun said...

"Look back, then you will never find the way home again, and you will be lost in the darkness again." Su Ning said.

"I understand. You will get lost if you turn back, right?" Wang Dajun said...

Wang Dajun:

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"Okay, I'll trust you once!"

"Run, don't stop." Su Ning turned Wang Dajun's body to the east.

He patted the back of his head...

Wang Dajun was like a black wind, rolling forward.

He was in the dark, as if walking on flat ground...

After a while, he couldn't see his shadow.

Too fast.

"Master Immortal, he... he is dead."

"Why is he still alive?"

...

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