In ancient Chinese mythology, there is such a kind of ghost. They exist by feeding on the fear in people's dreams. Because the ancients believed that people's dreams are divided into joys and sorrows. What others like is not my joy, and what others worry is not my worry. To put it simply, what you like may not be what I like. What you are afraid of may not be what I am afraid of.
Some people are afraid of cats, dogs and mice, some are afraid of insects and venomous snakes, some are afraid of evil people, and some are afraid of fire and water. All in all, there is fear in everyone's heart. These fears do not appear everywhere in daily life, but they often appear in dreams.
This kind of ghost feeds on the fearful emotions when people have nightmares. If you are not having nightmares, then it is very likely that they will affect you and deliberately dream about something you are afraid of.
Originally, having a nightmare happens to almost everyone, and it is not surprising at all. However, if you have nightmares every day for a long time, or even have the same nightmares and dreams every day, then it is very likely that you have encountered a nightmare. Such ghosts.
This kind of ghost is called "Tian Ni Mei", and in Sichuan area, it is usually called "Tian Xie". This was originally a very noble name, but it was actually a very inferior ghost. Almost everyone, if they have a nightmare, will tell themselves this sentence after waking up: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, dreams are the opposite." Maybe everyone knows this sentence, but do you know where it comes from?
It comes from "Heavenly Evil". Because another characteristic of this kind of ghost is that it has an overbearing temperament and does not tolerate anyone's disobedience. Therefore, the person who was the first to say "dreams are reverses" did so in order to fight against "Heavenly Evil" by disobeying him. Once his Qi is masculine enough, he will naturally be able to suppress the evil energy of "Heavenly Evil". .
However, "Tianxie" is very different from ordinary ghosts. It is not formed by a certain person who died tragically and unjustly, but by the violent energy of these people after their death, which gathered from all directions. Therefore, "Tianxie" should not be regarded as a ghost, but a group of scattered ghosts put together into the form of ghosts.
When the middle-aged man told about his situation with his mother, at first glance, it sounded like it was the work of "Heavenly Evil". So I suddenly became interested and asked him to tell me in detail about the ghosts he saw when he closed his eyes. He told me that those people could clearly tell they were ghosts just by looking at them, because they looked almost like the ghosts I imagined, with bloody faces and snarling teeth and claws. The expression on his face was fierce, and his mouth seemed to be saying something quickly, but there was no sound. Gradually, more and more of these ghosts with different expressions came closer to the eyes. They were densely packed and looked particularly scary. Usually, at this time, they would naturally open their eyes.
The middle-aged man emphasized that when he opened his eyes, the feeling was a little different from when he had just woken up. It was more like not being able to fall asleep at all. However, when he thought about it carefully, he still felt a little confused and couldn't tell the difference. However, my mother's condition seemed to be more serious than my own. It usually happened in the first half of the night. Although I was able to sleep peacefully until dawn in the second half of the night, the quality of my sleep was actually very low because of a nightmare.
When I said this, I almost concluded that it was the work of "Heavenly Evil", but I still needed evidence to support it. If a person is tortured by "Heavenly Evil" in dreams for a long time, although his physical body will not be harmed by it, his energy will definitely decrease over time, causing his body to become weaker and weaker, because at this time, The human body and spirit actually become the canteen where "Heavenly Evil" eats, and the feeling of fear will occupy the brain all the time.
When I thought of this, I decided to help them, so I asked Captain Li if he had anything else to do, he should go about his own business first, and I would finish this trip before returning to the village. Captain Li owed me a favor. Logically speaking, he wanted to accompany me, but he really couldn't help me much, so he said that he would wait for me in the town and not cause any trouble to me. , if I haven’t come yet at noon tomorrow, he will go back to the village first. I thought this was fine, so I agreed to him. Captain Li is the production captain of our village. The production brigade in the town is in the same system as him. I think he will have no problem passing the time this day.
So I asked the middle-aged man, brother, what is your surname? He said his surname was Zhang. Many people around here had the surname Zhang. Before it was incorporated into this town, it was called "Zhangjia'ao" and it was a village with dozens of households. Although the Zhang Heping family I went to earlier is not in the same village, there are many people with the surname Zhang. I said okay, then you can take me to your house to have a look now. Brother Zhang pointed towards the town not far away and said that in that direction, across the town, was his home.
I learned on the way that Brother Zhang is a bachelor. Although his family has land, he is relatively poor, so he has not married a wife for all these years. In addition, the old mother was not in good health, so she stayed at home to take care of her. According to local rural customs and compensation from the state, if the men in the family get married, they can build their own houses on a plot of land next to the old house, but Brother Zhang is still crowded in the old house with his mother.
He told me that my mother's health was fine a few years ago, but since her father passed away, my mother has also suffered a big blow, and her health is not as good as before. When his father passed away, he knelt in front of him and promised that because he was the only son in the family, he would take good care of the old man and provide for her until the end of her life. When her mother was alive, she would not go far away. My mother is already quite old and in poor health, so it is Brother Zhang who takes care of the family farming. Fortunately, I am relatively strong, and after paying the public rations every month, I can still have some balance. As long as mother and son don't eat too much, they can barely support their lives.
I asked him if any similar strange things had happened near their home in the past. The reason why I ask this is because ghosts like "Tian Xie" are quite special. There is often no logic in their gathering. The only thing that can be determined is that if there is a "Tian Xie" in a place, then before that, this The place must be a place where it is easier for the clouds to gather, so there are many possibilities, or many people have been buried here, such as the kind of collective burial during the early wars. Either there is something wrong with the feng shui of this place, which will naturally allow some yin energy and resentment to gather. When these things come together, there is the possibility of "natural evil" forming.
Brother Zhang told me that when he was a child, he often saw "will-o'-the-wisps" jumping in the fields in the summer. I don't know if this counts. I thought to myself that this certainly doesn’t count. Will-o’-the-wisps mostly appear in summer and when there has been rain recently. There is a moist atmosphere in the air, and there is a chemical element called "phosphorus" produced by the explanation of corpses in the tomb. It has a very low ignition point, and when combined with moisture, it will spontaneously ignite, emitting a bright white and bluish flame. This period usually occurs around the Zhongyuan period every year, which is the seventh month of the lunar calendar. That period happens to be the hottest and most thunderstorm season. Country people are ignorant and often associate these will-o'-the-wisps with the Ghost Festival. Over time, they think that will-o'-the-wisps are actually ghosts. In fact, even a person like me who studies metaphysics has never believed this. It is just a simple physical phenomenon.
So I smiled and said to Brother Zhang, besides the will-o’-the-wisp, is there anything else? After thinking for a while, he answered me that a tomb from a previous dynasty was dug near his home more than ten years ago, and an exploration team was specially invited to come. A stone coffin was unearthed, which is said to be that of a local scholar from the Qing Dynasty. However, since no descendants can be found, this matter cannot be verified.
I thought to myself that it would be unscientific to conclude that this place is haunted just by digging a coffin. The ground under our feet, wherever our feet can step on, we can dig up dead objects if we dig deep. But Brother Zhang The ancient tomb mentioned is not that old.
After asking around, I found that there was no extra information to dig out, so I decided to visit their home first.
This is a red earth house, almost as dilapidated as Granny Yang’s house in the mountain behind Aunt Xu. Not far from the main road in the town, there are still many farmers scattered around, and Brother Zhang's house is one of them. It is close to the brick houses in the town. If the family needs to buy something, it only takes five or six minutes to walk to the town. However, on the red earth wall of their home, there are a few words written in big white characters: "Patriotism is not guilty, revolution is justified!" There is no doubt that in such a political environment, these slogans were made by that group of people. of. It's just that I think it's a bit ironic, and I don't know if my magic will be compromised in a house with such a slogan.
After entering the house, I saw a gray-haired old woman sitting on the threshold, rubbing her hands together, and holding rushes in her palms. Just like what I saw at Ma Youpo's house the night before. It seems that this place is relatively rich in this. People who cannot go to the fields for high-intensity labor will use dried rushes to twist into hemp ropes of different thicknesses at home, and use them as tools or sell them to the supply and marketing cooperative in the town.
Brother Zhang came up to the old lady and said, Mom, this is the master I asked to see what happened. It was this little master who took care of the incident where the child of Zhang's family in the next village yesterday went crazy. I smiled at the old lady and said, Hello, grandma, that child is not crazy, but is possessed by something.
The old lady was very kind, but although she was smiling, she looked a little haggard. Her skin, which had become dark due to old age, still looked particularly dark under her skin. She dropped the rush in her hand with a smile and reached out to hold my hand. When I touched her hand, I felt the rough touch of a rural woman who had worked all her life, and her hand also looked weak and weak. .
The old lady asked me if I had eaten breakfast and there was rice cake at home. I said no, I mainly came to check on your family. So I didn't waste any time, but just crossed the threshold and walked into the house.
I don't know if it was my imagination, but the moment I entered the door, I felt a particularly depressing feeling.
