There were not many guests in the Sanyou Hotel, and the lights were not turned on in the hotel corridor to save electricity. The smell of burning leather was even greater once the door was opened.
There was no flashlight at hand, so I held up my mobile phone for lighting and walked outside the corridor.
This is the second floor, and there is a third floor above. In the middle of the corridor is the stairway to the third floor.
There was a public green leather trash can at the entrance of the stairs. The smell of burning leather came from there, and there was a faint light from the fire around the corner.
It's not really on fire, is it?
I took my phone and walked over quickly.
"who!"
"Who's there!" I just walked to the stairwell when I suddenly saw a woman squatting on the ground.
There was a washbasin on the floor, with something burning in the basin, and some chicken feathers scattered around the washbasin.
Hearing me calling her, the woman who was burning things looked up, and I suddenly saw her face, which nearly scared me to death in the middle of the night.
This middle-aged woman was in her forties or fifties, had short hair, and was wearing red plush pajamas. What frightened people was her face. Her face was densely covered with red pimples, which may be skin diseases such as acne.
Damn it...I was so scared that I cursed loudly. I couldn't hold it back and kicked this woman on the head...
I kicked her in the head and she lay on the stairs screaming.
Only then did I realize that this was a person, and I immediately had the courage to ask loudly: "You're so scared! What are you doing! Burning something at the entrance of the corridor in the middle of the night!"
The middle-aged woman covered her head and sat up. Her voice was like a rooster's crow, thin and long.
"I see you guys are about to die, and I want to save your lives out of kindness. Why are you kicking me? It hurts my aunt to death."
Hearing her curse us to death, I frowned and said, "Are you sick? I think you are about to die."
This woman in pajamas with acne on her face stood up holding on to the railing, pointed at me and said: "I know you don't believe it, but... young man, I think you will be in jail in the future. Not only you, but also everyone who follows me in the future." The people around you will die violently and go to jail. If you want to solve the problem, come to the live poultry market to find me tomorrow afternoon."
After speaking, the woman with acne on her face looked at me deeply, put a rag on her face, carried the washbasin, and went downstairs to leave.
I was stunned on the spot, or rather, frightened by her words.
"Death...jail...jail."
These words have always been the deepest fear buried in my heart.
I returned to my room feeling a little dejected, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep and suffering from insomnia.
The next morning when I got up and went downstairs, I saw Bald Mopping the floor on the first floor, so I asked him: "Brother Fa, let me ask you something. Is there a woman in your building who is in her forties or fifty years old?" , short hair, and acne all over her face, it looks a bit scary.”
The bald man held the mop cloth, looked at me and nodded: "Yes, brother, you are talking about Chicken Feet Woman, right? She sets up a stall in the live poultry market and sells chickens. She doesn't live in my hotel. Why, brother, have you seen her?" Did she? Did it scare you? "
I shook my head and said that it really scared me last night.
I took out a cigarette and gave it to Bald Hair, and asked him where this chicken-footed woman was from.
The bald man put the mop aside, lit the cigarette I handed over, took a puff and said: "She, what do you want me to say? Everyone who lives near the old town of Lanzhou knows her. Some people call her a magic stick, and some people call her Chicken witch, if a child loses his soul, an old man dies, or suffers from hysteria, people who believe in this will go to her."
"Why, what did she tell you?"
I nodded, shook my head, and said I didn't say anything. I was just curious and asked.
Maybe he got into the mood while smoking, but Bald Hair told me something, which he said happened a few months ago.
At that time, this incident was very famous in the Chengguan District of Lanzhou.
The bald man said that there was a family in Yaxinyuan, Chengguan District, with a family of three. The man worked at a substation as an electrician, and the woman took care of her child at home. The child was nine years old, which was last month. The child suddenly seemed to have changed. Like a human being, he always locks his parents in the room with the key when they are not paying attention. Then the child turns on the TV in the room alone and learns to dance square dance on the TV.
After hearing this, I frowned and asked what did this mean.
The bald man held a cigarette in one hand and said, brother, don't panic, I haven't finished talking yet.
"This incident became a big fuss. I heard it was even published in the morning newspaper. It spread not only to Yaxinyuan, but also to Xiba Dam and Renjiazhuang."
Bald Hair continues.
The child in Yaxinyuan's family is getting more and more outrageous. Not only does she lock the door every day, she sometimes gets angry and curses while eating, saying why her mother cooks the rice so hard because she has bad teeth.
The seven or eight-year-old child said that he had bad teeth and had various abnormal behaviors in the past. His parents became scared and began to wonder if their child had bumped into something unclean.
The parents took their children to the Jade Buddha Temple of Baita Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha, but it didn't work. When they got home, it was still the same. The parents became anxious and took their children to Zhi Gong Temple, a Taoist temple. They asked the Taoist priests to take a look and spent money. Bought an amulet.
As a result, the amulets invited by the Taoist temple were useless. Later, someone told the parents of the children that they should take their children to the live poultry market. I heard that there was a woman selling chickens there, nicknamed Chicken Feet Woman, who could see things. Son.
So the family went with their children.
The chicken-footed woman glanced at the child and said with a straight face: "This is not your child. There is an old woman in her seventies riding on the child's neck. You shouldn't waste time by going to the temple or Taoist temple. You are late and the child is early." Lost my soul."
The child's parents were frightened and said that you must save her. Our family only has one seedling. As long as our child is well, we can spend any amount of money.
In the end, the child's parents spent 60,000 yuan, which was not a small amount of money, to ask her to help save the child.
There are two local legends about how Chicken Feet Woman treated this child. The one Bald Hair told me should be the first one.
He said that Chicken Feet Woman spent two days choosing an egg, and then put the egg in a jar and soaked it with vinegar and quicklime. After soaking for ten days, the eggshell became soft and very soft. soft.
Then, Chicken Feet Woman used a square mold made of wood to press the round egg into a square egg.
After stuffing the square egg into the child's arms, the parents drove the child around the entire city of Lanzhou.
After returning, I took the egg out of the child's arms and after breaking the eggshell, two winding paths appeared on the surface of the egg, which may be indentations.
Chickenfoot Woman said: "Near this road is the place where your child lost his soul. As long as you bring your child here at twelve o'clock in the evening and shout his nickname three times in a row, your child will be fine." ”
The story goes that the results have come out. The little boy recovered and returned to normal. Afterwards, his parents also asked him, and the child said that he could not remember clearly what happened before.
I had robbed graves, dug into pits, traveled all over the country, and this was the first time I encountered this kind of thing. I couldn't make up my mind at the time. Plus, I had encountered Dou Sprouts before, which made me really scared.
The woman who went up to the corridor to burn something last night was Chickenfoot Woman. She asserted that I was going to jail, and even said that she could help me solve the problem. So I planned to go to the live poultry market in the afternoon to see her.
I originally planned to hide this from Dou Yazai and Xiaoxuan, but Bald Hair let it slip at noon.
Xiaoxuan asked me what was going on and whether I was hiding something from her and Douyazai.
I couldn't express my pain, so I talked hesitantly about what happened last night.
Douyazai is not superstitious, but when Xiaoxuan's father was alive, she always went to Feng Shui masters to tell fortunes, so Xiaoxuan sometimes believed in these things.
We know best what we do.
Jail time....so scary.
So, at around two o'clock that afternoon, the three of us took a taxi to the Lanzhou Live Poultry Market.
I found out the location just by asking someone.
"Young man, you're here." At that time, Chickenfoot Woman was sitting on a chair reading a newspaper. Her stall was surrounded by chicken cages, and the cages were full of live chickens, which smelled very good.
"Let's talk inside," she put down the newspaper, stood up and took us inside.
There is a tribute table in the room. There is an incense burner with yellow paper in front of the table, and a clay statue is enshrined behind the incense burner.
This clay figurine is very strangely made, with a woman's face pinched out of clay. There are a lot of beards cut from black cloth stuck to the chin of the clay figurine, one by one.
What's even more strange is that the lower body of the clay figure does not have human feet, but only one foot, which is a chicken foot with only claws.
When Dou Sprout saw it, he was speechless. He pointed and said, "What is this? Is it a monster?"
Upon hearing this, the woman's face became gloomy and angry.
She looked at Dou Sprout and said coldly: "Young people are used to talking without restraint. Be careful of being hit by a car while walking at night."
"This is my mother."
