Some of the villagers were holding wooden sticks, some were holding mulberry forks, and some were empty-handed.
They went up the mountain to search in twos and threes. None of them had any hope. They were relaxed and not as nervous as they were at the bottom of the cliff.
Xiaodouzi ran as fast as a rabbit, pulling Yumei up the mountain.
"Let's go, let's go find your father with the adults."
"Xiaodouzi, I feel, I feel, my dad is still alive." Xiaodouzi turned around, hesitated, and continued running forward. "It's impossible to be alive. How can you survive if you fall off such a deep cliff?"
"I just feel that daddy is still alive..." Yumei looked at Xiaodouzi firmly with tears in her eyes, hoping that he would agree with her feelings, and cried: "Definitely..., still alive..., Uh-huh--."
"Alive, alive, well, well -" Xiaodouzi saw that Yumei was anxious and wanted to cry, so he hurriedly responded: "Let's start walking? I will definitely find it today. I can find it. If I don't leave, I won't be able to catch up with the adults in the village. ”
"Uncle Zhang asked me to go to his house last night, but I didn't go. I slept in the jade carving workshop that night." Yumei clasped her hands together in front of her body and twisted: "I heard daddy calling my name last night. I I went out to look for him, and a figure walked away in a hurry, but I couldn't catch him."
"That didn't scare you half to death?" Xiaodouzi walked forward, looking at the road under his feet, and turned back to reply to Yumei: "That's your father's ghost coming back."
"No, I was asleep at the time and woke me up." Yumei stood there stubbornly, insisting that Xiaodouzi believed it, and stretched out the back of her hand: "Here, look, I'm afraid I was dreaming , and even picked up a pencil and drew a mark on the back of his hand."
Xiaodouzi took Yumei's hand and looked at it, and was extremely surprised: "It's true——, go and tell my father, go and tell me that your father is still alive."
Two innocent children, running on the mountain path.
Today they did not go to the bottom of the cliff to search. There was no one there, so they gathered together to discuss and search around the perimeter of the cliff.
Xiaodouzi, dressed roughly, ran to Nianzi, told Yumei what she said exactly, and then waited for Nianzi and the others to give the results. "You talkative guy, go away. If you really see Feng Changshui, why don't you go home and let Yumei chase him behind?" Nianzi held a pole, waved his hand, and shouted:
"You, him, and the six of you will go to the west to search. Me, Uncle Zhang and the rest will go to the east to search. Let's meet at the Spine Ridge in the north and start taking action. Everyone spreads out and searches carefully."
Yumei and Xiaodouzi followed Nianzi and the others. Yumei looked anxiously and carefully into every treetop.
By the time the sun turned westward in the afternoon and they arrived at the Spine Ridge, the group of people were already sitting there lazily waiting. Everyone was frustrated. Seeing this result, Yumei burst into tears.
Carpenter Zhang pulled Yumei, crying but speechless. It's puzzling to see people alive but not dead.
Zhang Carpenter knelt down carefully and asked Yu Mei. After listening to Yu Mei's words, he looked around, frowned and thought, and then helplessly lowered his head and looked at the stones on the ground, which meant that Yu Mei was denied. What he said, but he didn't say it out loud. He didn't want to hurt his already scarred little heart.
That night, Yumei followed Carpenter Zhang back to the carpenter's house obediently. But after dinner, she couldn't. Yumei insisted on going back to the jade carving workshop, saying nothing, and Carpenter Zhang couldn't coax him.
"I want to go back and wait for my father to come back, wuwu..."
Carpenter Zhang had no choice but to take Yumei back to the jade carving workshop. As he approached the jade carving workshop, a cold wind blew by. Carpenter Zhang couldn't help but shudder. An indescribable feeling of fear made his hair inadvertently tremble. Self-erected.
He hurriedly grasped Yumei's little hand and held Yumei in his arms. There was darkness all around. Just now, he could vaguely see the road, but now it was pitch black. Yumei couldn't feel anything, so she broke away from Uncle Zhang and pushed the jade sculpture away. He opened the door of the workshop, lit the lamp, looked up at Uncle Zhang's pale face, and said weakly and lightly: "Uncle, please go back to sleep. I want to sleep too."
"Sister Yu, let's go back and sleep. How can I rest assured that you sleep here alone?" Zhang Carpenter said this and looked around in horror: "Come on, come back with me. This is far from the village. I want to sleep alone." It’s not possible here, and besides, there’s only a small bed that only Yumei can sleep on.”
Zhang Carpenter didn't dare to say it was scary. He was afraid of scaring Yumei. At this time, he was also extremely nervous, and he always felt that an ominous Yin Qi was forcing him.
Yumei was fine, she just wanted to wait for her father to come back and miraculously appear in front of her eyes. That desire came from the bottom of her heart and no one could convince her.
Zhang Carpenter felt panic again, so he hurriedly covered Yumei with a quilt, closed the door and left in panic.
When Zhang Carpenter walked to the entrance of the village, this depressing feeling slowly calmed down, and he thought about Yumei again. Maybe it's psychology at work? He even began to doubt himself, so he simply changed direction and walked back.
When he was more than twenty steps away from the jade carving workshop, this kind of fear struck him head-on again, forcing him to take a few steps back. It was the first time in his life that he encountered this phenomenon. For ghosts and gods, he did not believe in this evil at all. Who in the village doesn't know about his courage?
He bravely looked around, coughed twice, which sounded like shouting twice, clenched his fists and walked toward the jade carving workshop with his chest raised.
But no matter how he mustered up the courage, the oppressive feeling penetrated his skin like cold wind and penetrated into his bone marrow. He couldn't help but scream and ran away in a hurry. He stumbled and pushed open the door of his house. Without any strength in his body, he fell on the bed. , he covered himself with quilt and began to tremble all over. He could not close his eyes all night long.
Are there really ghosts in this world? Could it be that Feng Changshui's soul is causing trouble? The more I think about it, the more frightened I become. But then I think about it, I haven't done anything to regret you Feng Changshui. What are you trying to do?
"Eat -, eat -, long, water -, you are so angry -, angry -, I know it's weird, you can't threaten me like this -, I've never done that before, I'm sorry "It's something," Carpenter Zhang trembled in bed and stammered: "I, I, don't miss Yumei, this girl is so pitiful, I feel sorry for her——."
Carpenter Zhang gradually calmed down, still covering his head. After walking on the mountain for a day, he was really sleepy. After a while, he snored loudly and fell asleep.
did you see it? No, I didn’t see anything. Did you touch it? No, there is just a powerful and strange sense of oppression that is suffocating. .
Ever since that night, Carpenter Zhang couldn't help but mutter something when he thought about it while walking. He was really fooling around. If he encountered it in person, there was no doubt about it.
Where is Yumei? What will happen that night?
