The moment I saw the corpse, I turned pale with fright. My grandma said that if you encounter a floating corpse, you must not go into the river under any circumstances. But when you encounter this kind of corpse walking in the river that looks like surrender, you should stay away immediately. By the river, you have to escape quickly!
Zhang Yidan followed my line of sight and saw the strange corpse that appeared quickly next to Huang Dong at some point. He immediately shouted: "Damn it, you are stupid Huang Dong! Come up quickly! I didn't see it." Are there any dead bodies nearby?"
The friends were all frightened, and Huang Dong was also pale-skinned. However, his family lived near this river, and this was not the first time he had seen corpses floating on the river. Because he was the king of children in the class, Huang Dong immediately said boldly with a sullen face: "Zhang Yidan, a coward, even said he was fat and bold. Why is he so afraid of death? He has never seen a dead body? What month doesn't one or two float by this river?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he watched helplessly as the friend next to him was pulled off the bottom of the water as if he had disappeared, and a string of bubbles immediately appeared on the water!
Huang Dong was so frightened that his face turned green. He opened his mouth wide and was about to call for help, but he felt something grabbed his feet and a huge force pulled him into the water! He lives by a river, and the water quality is not bad. At first, he thought it was just getting caught by the water plants, but when he tried to paddle away, he was pulled down to the bottom of the water. 【龙【 Tan】【书【网】
"Huang Dong!" Zhang Yidan was very loyal. When he saw his friend being pulled into the water, he instinctively didn't care about anything and immediately went into the water to save him.
I watched helplessly on the water bank as Huang Dong and his friends were dragged into the water by the strange corpse, but there was nothing I could do about it. Apart from being helpless, the cold feeling behind my back became stronger again, which was almost an alarm.
"Yidan, don't die! Run! Come to the adults!" I pulled up Zhang Yidan and ran, because I had just seen the dark eyes of the strange corpse seeming to be looking at me. If I stayed here any longer, it would definitely happen. Something unexpected happened!
Zhang Yidan was dragged away by me, and several of my friends ran with us, not to mention trying to save others. They cried for their lives and ran with us. Finally, they found the adults on the shore and called the police.
I didn't dare to follow, I pointed to the place where I fell into the water from a distance, and even pulled Zhang Yidan and didn't let him go.
The next day, the principal informed us sadly that Huang Dong and his friends had drowned. Later, I heard from the adults that their eyes were open when they were fished out, and the adults who went to fish them out also died. There was one, and it was not until the police came that the matter was settled.
Zhang Yidan and his friends were all thankful that they had saved their lives, and then they obeyed my words and did not dare to swim in the river again.
At that time, I thought, could the reflection in the water pulling at the corner of my clothes be the child bride my grandmother married me?
Is she not a human, but a ghost?
In order to understand my invisible sister-in-law, I began to be curious about my grandmother's magic at a young age. In the following years, I studied all her old books and read many stories about exorcism, summoning ghosts, and even... A fresh and wonderful way to raise ghosts.
Although grandma knew that I was studying her stuff, she didn't stop me for some reason.
But it's a pity that even if I knew these magic skills, I didn't have the opportunity to use them or verify them until I went to college and joined the workforce.
As for why, maybe it was because there was no chance, or maybe it was because I used to have an omnipotent grandmother in my life, but now I have my invisible sister-in-law who constantly warns me and I have become stagnant, so I have no chance to use them. Bar.
However, the techniques that should have been slowly forgotten over time, but with the death of my grandmother, I had to use them, which even caused great disasters and slipped into the gloomy profession known as ghost raising. .
On July 16th of that year, I was in my twenties.
I received a letter from my grandma. The letter said that she would not survive July 14th. She also told me not to go to the funeral, not to go back to the village, to forget the people and things in the village, and not to come back until I die, and so on. Only then can you live in peace and stability for the rest of your life.
The letter was forwarded to me by my mother. Counting the specified date of the letter and the current day, if I believe what the letter says, my grandma has been dead for two days.
Only ordinary people can determine the date of death unless someone has set a date for death, or committed suicide. In my impression, my grandmother is almost omnipotent, so how could she set a date for someone to die?
The place where grandma lives is remote and inaccessible. My mother lives in the county and often visits her. She is the only one who understands grandma's current situation best.
So I didn't believe what the letter said, but dialed my mother's phone number using ** and told her the contents of the letter.
I asked her about her current situation, such as whether she had shown signs of Alzheimer's disease recently, whether her relatives and friends in the village were still well, whether there were any conflicts between her neighbors and her, and so on.
My mother was surprised when she received my call, but she didn't take it seriously. She said she had just visited her grandmother a few days ago and she was in good health. She told her not to worry. When she came back, she gave her a cage of eggs and two bags of glutinous rice. She also had a good relationship with the neighbors. , looking forward to seeing each other off with tenderness when bidding farewell.
I frowned after hearing this, and suddenly remembered my grandma’s dream the night before, and felt uneasy.
In the latter half of the night on July 14th, I dreamed that my grandma came to see me. She was pale, and sitting on her shoulders was a little girl in red with an equally pale face. She smiled and kept waving to me, but she didn't say a word.
I wanted to walk over, but my sister-in-law kept holding my hand. I wanted to look back at her expression, but I couldn't turn my head at all.
When I woke up, I was covered in sweat but inexplicably sad.
For more than twenty years, every time I encountered danger, it was my wife and sister who helped me turn the danger into good fortune. What does the dream mean? What happened to grandma?
After reading the letter over and over again, I thought about it for a long time and decided to go back to my grandma's house. I didn't go back for nearly a year. Even if it was dangerous, I couldn't care less.
Moreover, the handwriting in the letter was very sloppy, and it was grandma's unique handwriting. There was an old yellow paper symbol hidden in it, with brown and yellow writing on it.
I've seen paper charms like these, written in human blood that changed color over time.
In my early years, I often used my grandmother’s paper talisman books to play ghost drawing tricks, so I was very sensitive and familiar with these things.
After careful study, I even saw the function of this paper talisman. I had read about it in my grandmother's books before, and it was called a Yin Tong talisman. It can ward off evil spirits and communicate with ghosts and gods.
The important thing is that it is written with the essence and blood of a person's middle finger, which means breaking Yang and longevity, so it is classified as a relatively domineering talisman. No one would draw or play with this kind of thing unless absolutely necessary.
Maybe it was my grandma's message to tell me to avoid evil spirits and not to fly into flames, or maybe it was just to protect the safety of the letter, but no matter what, this abnormal behavior made me worried.
In addition, the place where I currently work is a gallery in a shopping mall. Business is not booming, and my boss often threatens to fire me because of my reticence.
This incident gave me an opportunity, so I didn’t explain anything, and I didn’t take the rest of my salary. When I returned to the rental house after work, I packed my bags, saluted, and got on the express bus back to my grandma’s house.
The place where my mother lives is in a different direction from the village where my grandmother lives, so I didn’t notify her about my return. In fact, I was afraid that she would worry because my premonition was not good this time.
Premonitions can be attributed to the sixth sense. They cannot be explained, but they are often prescient.
There are only about twenty households in my grandmother’s village, which is what I call Xiaoyitun. It is located in the deep mountains and old forests, and is difficult to reach by means of transportation.
If you want to enter the village, you have to walk several kilometers of dirt road from Ganlong Village, so it will be difficult to walk on rainy days.
When I took a van and arrived at Ganlong Village, the wind was smooth and it didn't rain. It was just that the fog was a bit heavy and the visibility was not high.
I looked at the electronic watch on my hand and saw that at 6 pm, the sky was not particularly ugly. It gets dark late in the south, and it would be completely dark after eight o'clock. So according to the time period, if you enter my grandma's small village, it might be dark at the same time.
If grandma is okay, then I can still have a hot meal.
With this thought in mind, I picked up a simple package and headed towards the path to return to Xiaoyitun.
"Young man, it's so late, are you going to Xiaoyitun?" Yi Qiyi tugged at Qi Qi's tumor privately.
The old man who got out of the van asked me kindly as he watched me walking along a remote road in the village.
"I'm visiting relatives."
"It's late, why not stay one night in the village? This road is not very easy to walk at night." The old man reminded me, with hesitation on his face.
I know what he wants to say. Xiaoyitun has inconvenient transportation. It is the last village on this land. People outside will not go in unless they are visiting relatives. In addition, my grandmother has a good reputation. Over time, some people say that Xiaoyitun is spooky. There are unclean things, so at night, no matter how pressed for time or anxious about something, no one dares to walk on the night road of Xiaoyitun.
But that’s because they didn’t know the situation in Xiaoyitun. After all, I lived there for most of my life, and there was no one I didn’t know in it. When I remembered that I used to study in the town, it was often five or six o’clock when I came back. In Yitun, the first point is normal.
I was young and had never seen a real mandrill ghost, so I was very brave. The key was that my grandma didn’t say anything when I walked at night, so I took it for granted.
When the old man saw that I insisted on leaving and my expression didn't look like I was joking, he didn't dare to say anything. In this land, no one likes to control others, especially those who want to go to Xiaoyitun.
Where is Xiaoyitun? Legend has it that before the founding of the People's Republic of China, there was a small town inside Xiaoyitun. A plague took away all the living people, and Xiaoyitun was not even called a village. It was just a place to store corpses outside the town. The Yizhuang in the village had been abandoned for countless years. It was not until my grandma arrived there that Xiaoyi Village, a place with less than twenty households, came into being.
Of course, I had heard my neighbor, Mr. Zhang, talk about ancient times before, so I didn’t take it seriously.
The night is as cold as water, and the path is narrow and difficult to navigate.
The shrubs and woods are as dense as before. When the night wind blows, there is a rustling sound. The occasional night bird chirps, which is indescribably eerie.
On the foggy mountain road, it is difficult to see anything six or seven meters away. Even if a familiar person walks towards you, if there are no footsteps, you will only see a shadow.
Sand, sand, sand.
I don’t know how long I’ve been walking, but there was a sound that sounded like footsteps or animals crossing the bushes. I don’t know when it started to sound around me. I am not a religious man, so I stopped when I heard this sound. I was afraid that a mountain snake would borrow the path from the side, so I broke a branch in my hand.
But when I stopped, the sound also stopped, which surprised me. Remembering that my friends often teased me like this when I came back, I felt a sense of amusement in my heart and continued to walk.
After I started walking, the sound continued. I thought it might be that guy Zhang Yidan. This guy used to go out to catch voles at night when he was a child. He would tease acquaintances walking at night, but now I heard that He is now married to a daughter-in-law. Shouldn't he be setting up a small stove for her to catch mice today?
Walking through the fog, a black figure stopped in the middle of the road. When I saw his back from a distance, my face darkened. Isn't this Zhang Yidan who played well in childhood?
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