As the saying goes: looking at a mountain is not a mountain.
An ordinary bowl of rice is no longer just rice in a certain sense after the incense is poured out and the mantra is recited.
The ups and downs of the rice noodles at the mouth of the bowl and the light emitted transformed a microscopic world in front of my eyes.
I don't know how to describe it, it's like... there is a shrunken sand table in front of me, and I can clearly see the mountains, deep streams, rivers and villages.
It's a pity that I am not very knowledgeable and can only see the environment and direction superficially.
However, this is my first time to follow the example of a gourd and I am already very satisfied to see it to this extent.
I lowered my head, my eyes almost touching the rice bowl, and carefully looked at the terrain above.
A stream passes through the mountain. Behind the village are three rolling mountains. There is a cave on the rock wall halfway up the mountain.
The more I looked at it, the more familiar it seemed.
Why does it look so much like our Shuangjiang Village?
As the name suggests, Shuangjiang Village is a village surrounded by two rivers. There is indeed a high mountain behind the village and a very hidden cave in the middle.
I wasn't sure, so I looked at the direction of the village in Miwanli.
It is built along the river, running in a narrow southwest direction, and there is a small black dot on the edge of the river beach at the end of the village.
My hands shook, and I was so excited that I almost overturned the bowl.
This is our village!
The person who caused the poison is in the village!
The blind grandpa said that the witch killed someone and most likely ran away.
Who would have thought that someone would hide at a crime scene just for fun?
I ran to the river bank like crazy, and in the blink of an eye, the villagers surrounded my grandma.
The blind grandpa yelled to stay away, and grandma was poisoned.
I stood outside the circle panting, my eyes scanning the crowd one by one.
Basically, they are all fellow villagers who know each other and there are no outsiders at all.
But looking at the rice shows that the person who caused the poison is here.
I was puzzled, and my eyes were like scanners, scanning the crowd one by one.
Weird...
I was so anxious that I broke out in sweat. At this moment, a deep man's voice flashed past my ear: "Shadow!"
who?
Who is speaking?
My heart skipped a beat and I turned my head and looked around.
Is there anyone around? There were no ghosts.
I felt a hair in my heart, but I unconsciously looked at the shadow on the ground with the end of my eyes.
At this glance, I really saw something fishy.
Among the crowd, there was an aunt with no shadow under her feet!
Her name was Wang Xuemei, and she was a well-known medicine pot in the village. She was sick all day long and could hardly leave the house.
Today I actually have the energy to watch the excitement. There is no shadow behind me, so there must be something weird!
I calmly approached her slowly and reached out to grab a handful of rice.
Because of my nervousness, my hands were covered in cold sweat, and the rice grains were sticky, all stuck to my palms.
Wang Xuemei was looking at me so happily that she didn't even notice that I was approaching.
When the distance was about the same, I made a prompt decision and sprinkled the rice on Wang Xuemei's back.
Wang Xuemei's body trembled violently, almost twisting to the point of deformation.
She screamed, turned around and glared at me. When she saw it was me, her angry red eyes suddenly turned evil. She was not smiling, but the corners of her mouth were raised upwards, which was indescribably weird.
Before I could react, she raised her arm, and a dazzling light shone on my face, making me unable to open my eyes.
At the same time, a chill shot up from the soles of his feet and spread to his limbs.
I couldn't move immediately!
My heart was beating wildly, as if it was being squeezed tightly by a big invisible hand. It hurt so much... it hurt so much that I couldn't breathe.
I struggled desperately, but no one around me responded. I knew very well that I must be trapped by something.
Just when my vision turned black and I was about to lose my strength, a strong force shook my chest several times.
My heart suddenly relaxed, and the oppressive coldness in my body gradually dissipated like a tide. I was like someone who had just been fished out of the water, breathing heavily.
Where is Wang Xuemei in front of me?
There was only a plastic mirror on the ground, reflecting an unfamiliar face.
He has an oval face, almond eyes, a small but straight nose, and a few small freckles on his cheeks. He has a very ordinary appearance.
Is this my face?
I subconsciously reached out and touched it, feeling a little disappointed in my heart.
This face can only be described as handsome at best, and it is not as exaggerated as the people in the village say.
After looking forward to it for so many years, when I saw this ordinary face, I felt a little complicated.
By the time I realized I had broken the habit, it was already too late.
I was set up by Wang Xuemei and caught myself in the mirror!
I was flustered and wanted to get out of the way, but the person in the mirror didn't move at all. Instead, he smiled at me sinisterly, with two streaks of blood flowing from the corners of his eyes.
My scalp went numb all of a sudden, so I raised my feet and stepped towards the mirror.
Click!
The mirror broke into several pieces, and the moment the face disappeared, I seemed to hear a very sinister smile: "You can't run away..."
My heart was beating like a drum, my mind was stagnant for a second, and tears were pouring down my face.
After being cautious for sixteen years, I didn’t expect that... I would fall short at the last minute.
My legs became weak, and I knelt on the broken glass, shaking like a sieve, and couldn't help crying.
Grandma is dead...
But I didn't even have the means to collect her body.
He was also designed to break his precepts.
My sky is completely shattered!
Instead of living in fear and waiting for that evil person to come to your door, it is better to...
I seemed to be bewitched by something, and a terrible thought came into my mind.
Isn't it just death?
When we get down there, it’s hard to say who is more dangerous than the other...
I stood up slowly, ignoring the pain in my knees, and walked towards the river step by step.
Just as my ankles were submerged in the water, I heard my grandma’s voice.
"Girl...go back quickly..."
The sound was intermittent, as if coming from a far away place.
I shuddered all over, and my despair rekindled.
It’s grandma!
I looked around for her. At this time, a rough big hand grabbed me. The blind grandpa dragged me to the shore. As he walked, he yelled: "Damn girl, you don't want to die!"
I returned to the shore and fell to the ground.
"Your family has sacrificed several lives for you. If you die, will you be worthy of them?" The blind grandfather scolded me awake.
I just didn't know why, but I did have the idea of destroying the situation.
Now that I calm down and think about my family, I want to slap myself.
Even if all the relatives are gone, even if the precept is broken, so what?
I am not even afraid of death, why should I be afraid of living?
Besides, the person who killed my grandma and mother hasn’t been found yet, so how am I qualified to go down there to meet them?
"I'm sorry, blind grandpa, I won't do anything stupid again..." I wiped away my tears silently, and just as I was about to get up, I felt burning pain in my knees.
A few pieces of glass were embedded in my knees, which caused a lot of blood.
Blood flowed down my ankles and stained the cobblestones on the ground red.
I was about to stand up in pain, but the blind grandpa held my shoulders and looked at grandma warily.
Following his gaze, I saw grandma's sleeves move.
A small white and tender insect slipped out of the sleeve and crawled towards me quickly...
