I can feel my heart almost beating out of my chest at this moment!
Lao Huang's voice sounded very suddenly, and it was still that gloomy and scary voice. Combined with the various unexplainable phenomena before, I had to believe that I was a ghost.
Legends of ghosts and gods have been circulating around the world since ancient times, but compared to illusory gods, people are more inclined to believe in the existence of ghosts. There is a folk saying that "it is easier to encounter ghosts than to see gods."
Ghosts will return. After death, the body decays, the spirit dies, and finally returns to "nothingness." And what we usually call souls and souls is what humans have. The soul is the yang in the yin, and the soul is the yin in the yang. After death, the three souls and seven souls leave the body, and those who "see ghosts" see ghosts. It belongs to the "soul" of Yin, so ghosts have souls but no souls, and this is how they come about.
As for whether ghosts really exist and how to define them, scientists have long given scientific explanations, but this culture of ghosts and gods that has been passed down for thousands of years has long been integrated into the flesh and blood of every descendant of Yan and Huang. When there are many "unusual" events that cannot be reasonably explained by science, people collectively refer to these events as supernatural events, and those who dominate these supernatural events are the so-called monsters and ghosts.
I personally have no religious beliefs, but this does not affect my recognition and approval of the theory of ghosts and gods. This is closely related to the environment in which I grew up. Although my mother has not told me about her work for so many years, I know that she has been dealing with these monsters and monsters. In my impression, since we moved to the county town, I have occasionally seen people who brought their families or disabled bodies to come to my mother to seek healing and talismans. In their titles, they often mentioned "Heavenly Master", Words like "Mr." At that time, I was not old enough to understand these weird names and experiences, but as I grew older and my exposure to knowledge broadened, even though my mother still avoided mentioning them, she even strictly prohibited me from talking about them. topic, but I still have thoughts about these things in my heart.
You may have heard of the title "Heavenly Master". In the old days, this was interpreted as a teacher who conforms to the natural way. It also generally refers to those masters who have extremely high attainments in certain aspects and reached the pinnacle of achievements. In later generations, due to the birth of the Taoist sect, This title also seems to refer specifically to those Taoist leaders, and the definition of Celestial Master has also changed. Later generations often regard the Celestial Master as a powerful person who can exorcise demons and save the common people. However, the folk have a more down-to-earth title: Mr. Yin Yang.
I vaguely guessed that my mother was definitely one of the best yin and yang teachers in the area, but she never wanted to tell me about her, and she never taught me any of her skills as a "celestial master". Otherwise, I would face this situation. situation, I wouldn’t be so panicked.
There is a saying that goes like this: When fear reaches the extreme, anger first occurs, and then collapse.
If this is really Lao Huang's ghost doing something strange, then I'm really furious right now!
Even though I have read books about sages for so many years, at this moment I started to curse loudly in a room that was empty except for me:
"Fuck you! Old Huang, you bastard with no sense of loyalty or moral integrity! You usually follow the same scientific principles as us, but now why do you have to join the team to the side of the demons and monsters? Fortunately, you still carried a gun and went to the battlefield. A veteran who has come to scare me, an ordinary citizen, where is your courtesy, justice and shame? Where is your loyalty, bravery and humility? Where is your old face?!"
After scolding me, I felt a little more at ease. Although I was still scared, I was not as scared as before.
Lao Huang likes to talk about his heroic deeds when he went on the field to kill the enemy. Especially when he sees us young people, he always talks about joining the army. It's a pity that my mother has told me a long time ago that I will not be allowed to serve in the army in this life. I know that she does not want me to follow the path of my father, but wants me to be an ordinary person.
I just wanted to provoke Lao Huang with what he cared about most, and I really didn’t hear that gloomy voice anymore.
Although the curtains were drawn, fortunately it was daytime and the light was good. But what happened just now made me feel cold.
It is said that there is a god in the sky.
How about I raise my head?
Just when I had this ridiculous idea in my mind, the phone in my pocket vibrated violently, almost scaring me to death. I was scanning the surroundings and preparing to take out my phone. Unexpectedly, as soon as my hand touched the phone, I suddenly felt a smooth and cold touch, even a little soft, and the size didn't feel like my phone. . When I took it out, my phone turned into a dead fish!
What’s even weirder is that the fish originally stared with a pair of dead fish eyes, but suddenly it turned its eyes and its lips curved upward in the direction of the eyes. It felt like it was laughing at me!
I quickly threw away the dead fish from a distance. Seeing that there was no movement after it fell to the ground, I didn't dare to care about it.
Maybe it's really irrational to break in alone. I don't dare to approach the window anymore, so I can only go out quickly to avoid any unexpected weird things happening again.
When I retreated to the door, I found that the door handle was missing. No, not just the handle, but the entire door was missing!
If I could see my face now, I think it would definitely be a bitter gourd face.
It seems that it is not unreasonable for people to be afraid of ghosts. In situations like the ones I am encountering now, if I continue to rely on so-called scientific principles to comfort myself, I would be deceiving myself and others.
At this time, I just wanted to go out and never bother to find out the truth. However, the door I came in from disappeared out of thin air, which made me feel confused and scared.
Out of fear, I glanced out of the corner of my eye and saw a faint figure on the right side of the curtain. Judging from the height and build, I looked very similar to Lao Huang. Just when I mustered up the courage to call him, the figure suddenly became clear-cut, and it turned out to be Lao Huang! But at this moment, his whole face glowed with a gloomy green color. If you look closely, you can see that the face with bleeding from all the orifices and separated bones and flesh is extremely terrifying. Where is the usual kind and kind expression?
"Old Huang! You're such a pretentious guy, you actually have the nerve to come out and scare me!"
To be honest, I knew it must be Lao Huang's ghost, but what I couldn't figure out was how he dared to show up in this clear sky and white sun. It wasn't until I came into contact with some knowledge of Maoshan Taoism that I realized that even in the daytime, as long as In the land of five ghosts and six evil spirits, even the weak ghosts of the newly deceased can appear from the five ghost positions to cause trouble.
I yelled out, and Lao Huang swam over indifferently, "Young general, are you here to see me? Ho ho..."
As he approached, the eerie feeling became stronger and stronger, making my legs tremble uncontrollably. Just imagine that a living person who was chatting and laughing with you a few days ago suddenly became separated from the yin and yang and turned into a dead ghost standing in front of you to greet you. How would you feel?
"Old Huang..."
The words came to my lips, but I couldn't say anything else. Among them, there is fear of the existence of ghosts, but more importantly, I feel sad for the dead Lao Huang.
"Hey, young general, I know you will come, but I hope you don't come. I will die as soon as I die, but you little kids are different. If they want to harm you, I won't do it even if I risk my life. Let them succeed.”
Lao Huang's voice is no longer as friendly as I am familiar with, but has a biting chill. Maybe all ghosts are like this. I put away my sad thoughts and followed his lead and asked what happened that day and why he said someone was trying to harm me. Lao Huang stared at me as if he was trying to organize his words.
After a while, I heard from him the part of the story that he knew.
Earlier, after Huang Chengjia gave birth to his son, he and his friends went to Jilin in Northeast China to do business. However, on the way to buy goods, they encountered a heavy rain while climbing over an eagle's beak-shaped mountain at the southern foot of Changbai Mountain. The friend and he were trapped on the mountain. all night. The heavy rain stopped in the early morning, but heavy fog began to rise. According to Lao Huang, no matter the road at that time, even if you stretched out your hand, you couldn't see a few fingers. The two of them did not dare to rush out because they were afraid of an accident, and stayed in their shelter from the rain. In the cave, I thought I would wait for the fog to clear before heading on my way.
But what they didn't expect was that waiting for them would be a scene they would never forget in their lives.
Just when the thick fog showed signs of receding, the two of them saw that the time was almost up and began to count the goods. Just as they were about to walk out of the cave, Lao Huang's friend stopped him and whispered to him that there was something wrong.
Lao Huang and his generation were people who had followed the army to suppress bandits, fought hard battles, and crawled among the dead countless times. The only dangers they could encounter in the deep mountains, apart from ferocious beasts and flash floods, were beards.
They haven't encountered flash floods. If there are wild beasts, they carry shotguns. The only thing they worry about is encountering the beard who knows how to ambush the evil hands!
Bearded men are bandits. Before the country was liberated, banditry broke out frequently in various places, especially in the three northeastern provinces with many deep mountains and old forests. Many of the bandit leaders who caused trouble in various places were well aware of the various policies of the government at that time. In addition, they were familiar with the mountainous terrain and ordered their subordinates to strictly observe the policies. According to the regulations, the reputation of many bandit gangs among the people is even better than that of some local armies. At the same time, they have the right time, place and people. The bandits, the most troublesome force for the government, have never been able to eradicate them.
The origin of the name "beard" is said to be that bandits at that time often had to run into the mountains to avoid being chased by the army, and it took a long time before they could go out to rob the mountains, so everyone wore a long beard. This is how the derogatory name "Hu'er, Hu'er" spread to the barbarians in the north who often cross the border to carry out raids.
Lao Huang and his friend picked up the shotguns alertly, cocked the guns and squatted in the cave, thinking whether it was a beast or a beard, they should shoot him first. Thinking like this, they heard the whispers of the group outside the cave coming in. Because they were separated by the stone wall of the cave at that time, even though they held their breath and listened carefully, they only heard a few words such as "Xuanmei, Shisha, and Song". Scattered words such as "You're on your way", mixed with harsh shouts and intermittent screams, made the two of them feel chilled in their hearts.
When I heard Lao Huang mention the word "Xuanmei", my heart skipped a beat, and I instantly thought of the "Xuanmei Secret Volume" that I found accidentally in the hospital that morning! I said nothing, just suppressed the fear in my heart and continued to listen to him.
What happened on this day was such a coincidence. When the two people in the cave were paying attention to the movements outside and were always ready to fight, someone from the group of beards outside also discovered them. According to Lao Huang, they only heard someone whispering obscure words for a while, and then a gust of wind blew out of thin air in the cave where they were staying. What followed was a scene that subverted their values for most of their lives: After the wind, a sudden The monster with dozens of heads roared and rushed towards them. In the blink of an eye, it tore off one of Old Huang's friend's right arms. The shotgun and the dozens of heads were fighting to bite them into pieces and devour them. Old Huang was This scene was so frightening that one's face was livid, but people who have experienced life and death countless times can often calm down in a very short time at such times.
He picked up the shotgun and fired two shots at the monster. Although each shot was a solid hit, the monster was unscathed. Dozens of its mouths opened and roared, which shocked Old Huang until his eyesight went black and he fainted. .
When he regained consciousness, there were only the torn body parts of his friend and the bloody internal organs on the ground. Even Old Huang, who had seen countless scenes of death, also leaned over and vomited violently. stand up. When he was wondering why the other party didn't kill him, he looked up and saw several large scarlet characters on the stone wall: Don't say anything about what happened today!
At that time, Lao Huang only thought that he had come across the shady activities of Huzi, so he killed one of them to scare the monkeys. He hastily gathered the friend's body and buried it outside the cave, and erected a wooden stake as a monument. He didn't even have time to pack up the goods before he fled down the mountain and never mentioned the incident again. As for my friends, they didn’t dare to say that he was killed by Beard. He only said that he was killed by a blind bear in the mountains. He escaped death because he fell into a deep pit while escaping, and was passed by afterward. people were rescued.
Over the years, he has never told outsiders what he encountered on the Eagle Beak Mountain at the southern foot of Changbai Mountain, and he has never dared to investigate the origins and backgrounds of those people. Besides, he has never even met those people. So, what about the investigation?
But later, after he became a teacher, when he and his old principal went on a business trip to another place, they met an expert. Just after meeting him, he told Lao Huang that he had evil spirits, and that they had been with him for many years. , depending on the situation, the life span will be over in three years at most. The principal was a native intellectual, and what he didn't believe the most was these feudal superstitions, so he told Lao Huang to ignore that person. Although Lao Huang is now a teacher, after all, he had seen with his own eyes the monster in the Yingzui Mountain cave that could not be theory-based, so he still has the tendency to rather believe in these so-called "feudal superstitions" than to believe in them. The idea of nothing. So while the principal was sleeping soundly on the train seat, he quietly went to find the expert for help.
