The thick fog filled the air, and I was extremely scared. In addition, I had just been frightened at home, and even my mind was in a trance. I only knew to keep walking in a fixed direction.
But the strange thing is that this road seems to be endless. After finishing it, I am still wandering around the village.
It was only when I was running out of energy that I realized something was not right.
I have been walking this road away from the village for 12 years, and I can still find the exit even with my eyes closed.
But now after walking for nearly two hours, I still don’t know where the exit of the village is.
"how so?"
I leaned against a tree tiredly, and suddenly remembered a saying among the old people in the village - ghosts beat the wall.
It must be a ghost breaking the wall, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get out of the village.
My physical exhaustion was at its peak, and my fear was at its peak. I looked at the heavy fog shrouding the village. The originally familiar environment was completely obscured by the thick fog, and I was so confused that I couldn't even distinguish the southeast, northwest, and northwest.
After trying for a long time and unable to get out, I gave up in despair and looked back at the village chief's home, planning to hide there.
There are only a dozen or so households in Chenjiagou, and almost every household is related by blood. I lost the courage to go home and could only stumble and run to find the village chief for help.
As I walked, I came under a big banyan tree in the west of the village.
This banyan tree is said to be hundreds of years old, and its branches and leaves are very dense. In summer, people in the village like to cool down here.
It's not summer now, so there are no sounds of people under the trees.
I staggered forward. I just wanted to take a rest under the tree. I was in a daze when I saw a person sitting under the tree. His back was turned to me. He kept hanging his head as if his neck hurt.
I took a closer look and found that the figure looked familiar. Suddenly my eyes lit up and I shouted,
"Dad, are you back? I'm Zhou Xuan!"
Although it felt strange for my dad to appear here, I ran towards him without hesitation.
Ever since my grandma fainted from crying in the third uncle’s mourning hall that day, my father sent her to the township medical center, and she also disappeared.
I haven't seen my dad for two days in a row. Even if he treats me badly, I can't wait to get closer and tell him what happened at home.
"Zhou Xuan, come here and help me."
My dad heard my cry, but he didn't turn his head. Instead, he continued to support his neck with his hands, as if he was in pain.
I had so many questions to ask, so I walked up and said, "Dad, where have you been these two days? You don't even know that such a big thing happened at home. Didn't you send grandma to the hospital that day? Why was grandma alone in the middle of the night?" I ran back home and you weren’t there?”
My dad didn't answer me. He still held his neck with his hands and said "ouch, ouch".
I was surprised and asked him what happened to his neck?
My dad said, "I fell down when I was returning to the village and fell under the stone bridge."
While talking, he stretched out his hand and put it on my shoulder, but I couldn't help but shiver. I felt that his arm was cold and a little stiff.
My dad continued, "Take me home quickly. I want to go home and rest."
Where is the home?
I was too sad to think about my father's weirdness, so I cried and said, "The family has been destroyed. The third uncle and the third aunt faked the corpse... I just ran away not long ago."
"Nonsense, how can you fake a corpse if you are so good? Take me back quickly to take a look."
My father's tone was very cold, his attitude was already fierce, and he spoke in a commanding tone.
As he spoke, he slumped over and leaned completely on my back, urging me to take him home. He said that his neck hurt too much and he wanted to go home and apply medicinal wine.
My father was very heavy, and most of his body was pressed against him, making me almost unable to straighten my back.
I struggled to carry him away, "Dad, you really can't go back to that home. If you go back now, you will die. I'll take you to the village chief's house. He also has medicinal wine."
My dad didn't seem to care about what I said, he responded vaguely, his whole body pressed on my shoulders.
I struggled even more and was so heavy that I could hardly walk. I said with difficulty, "Dad, how could you have fallen under the bridge when you were fine? Where was your injury? Is it serious?"
My father didn't say anything. He hung his hands on my shoulders and slowly tightened them.
After much hindsight, I finally realized something was wrong. My dad's hands were too cold and his arms were completely hanging around my neck. His body was so heavy that I couldn't even move. I really didn't have the strength to carry him, so I turned my head with great difficulty. Go, I want to ask my dad if he can leave by himself.
It's okay not to look back, but this time I almost didn't look back and I was so scared that I cried.
Most of my father's body was still hanging on my back, maintaining the position of being dragged along.
But the head on the neck remained under the banyan tree, and the face was hooked by the branches, looking at me gloomily.
"You damn kid, why are you carrying your body but not your head? How can I go back to see your grandma like this?"
ah!
I was so frightened that I jumped up again. I didn't know where the strength came from. I pushed my father's half-dead body away and ran away.
My father's cold voice lingered behind me, "Don't run away, help me put my head back on and take me home!"
"Dad, don't hurt me."
My forehead was almost bald with fear, and I felt a chill on my back. I ran forward desperately, but after running for a while I had to stop. Then I realized that I was just running in circles around the big banyan tree. place.
My father's headless corpse was lying on the soil motionless, his head still hanging on the branch, maintaining a sinister smile.
"Can you run away? Brat, just because of your birth, you brought misfortune to the whole family. We are all dead. Why can you still live alone?"
The branches swayed in the cold wind, and the dead head also swayed back and forth, like a suspended basketball.
My body was completely stiff, but my father's murderous laughter was getting closer and closer.
"You can't run away. The village is surrounded now. You'll die wherever you go. Come on, come with me. Take me home. If our family wants to get on the road together, you're the only one left."
The headless corpse slowly crawled towards me with a weird and exaggerated shape. My eyes turned black and I completely collapsed on the ground, unable to make any sound.
Fortunately, at the most critical moment, I heard a familiar cry again, "The resentful ghost is blocking the way? You are so brave!"
The sudden sound was like thunder, shaking my eardrums. Before I could recover, a copper coin sword shot out from behind, hitting the dead head hanging on the tree without missing a beat.
ah--
My father screamed miserably. The dead head was smoking and oozing a large amount of black corpse water, and rolled to the ground with a thud.
At the same time, the headless corpse stopped crawling and completely froze in place, losing all movement.
At this time, a familiar sigh came from around me. I turned around numbly and saw Taigong limping over. He walked up to the dead head, shook his head, and pulled out the copper coin sword stuck on it.
The headless corpse oozed black blood, and the smell was unpleasant. I thought my father had been dead for a long time.
The grandfather came over with a copper coin sword and said with a sad face, "Son, your father died yesterday. He has already walked in front of your grandma."
