Chen Guzi’s portrait, he is smiling at me!
In the dark night, in the wilderness, a portrait standing on the ground is already a very strange thing, not to mention that the eyes of this portrait can actually shed tears!
The most terrifying thing is that this portrait seems to be alive. When it finds someone looking at it, it will turn its eyes to stare at you, and even open its mouth and make an extremely empty sound at you. Laughter!
When I was in the university dormitory, I had never seen ghost movies, and I had been frightened by the ethereal voices in the movies, but the sounds coming from the mouth of the portrait of Chen Guzi were scarier and weirder than anything I had ever heard before. .
The sound was far and near, as if it was on the opposite mountain at one moment, and right next to your ears at another, as if it was laughing into your ears. There are no words to describe the frightening feeling.
My legs were already weak, and I could no longer stand. I fell down directly, but before I even hit the ground, Mr. Wang reached out and picked me up.
"You little kid, can you be blackmailed by a portrait?"
Mr. Wang told me something funny, then reached out and slapped my shoulders on both sides, from bottom to top.
After seeing Mr. Wang, I came back to my senses and pointed at Chen Guzi's portrait. I stammered for a long time and couldn't hold back a word.
As soon as I stretched out my hand, I was slapped back by Mr. Wang. Then he told me angrily that you can't point at the photo of the deceased. Didn't your grandfather tell you about it?
My grandfather did not tell me this, but he told me that you cannot point at the moon in the sky, otherwise the moon will come down from the sky and cut you behind the ear, leaving you rotten for a long time.
Mr. Wang saw me stunned on the spot, so he asked me, what did you want to say just now?
Although I didn't know why I couldn't reach out to take the photo, I chose to listen to Mr. Wang's words and didn't reach out again. Instead, I answered Mr. Wang with a trembling voice, saying, Mr. Wang, it...it just looked at me sideways and was still rushing. Make me laugh!
When Mr. Wang heard this, he frowned first, then walked a few steps forward, walked to the front of the portrait, bent down and looked at the portrait at close range, then turned around and said to me, are you It’s not that the eyes are looking at flowers. This portrait doesn’t even have water in its eyes. How could it possibly look at you sideways?
No tears?
I hurriedly turned sideways, passed Mr. Wang's body, looked at the photo behind him, and then discovered that there were really no tears in the photo of Chen Guzi!
So I was really blinded just now?
It shouldn't be. I saw it so clearly and obviously. How could I see it wrong?
As soon as the idea came to my mind, I saw the corners of Chen Guzi's mouth slowly curved up, his face full of ridicule!
I screamed in fright, and subconsciously pointed at the portrait. Before I could say anything, Mr. Wang jumped in front of me, reached out and slapped the back of my hand, and slapped my hand away, cursing and talking. , you have a fish head, you have no memory?
Mr. Wang's slap was so hard that I couldn't help but grimace in pain. But even so, I still nuzzled at Mr. Wang with a frightened expression.
When Mr. Wang saw my appearance, he guessed that I was not pretending, so he immediately turned around and bent over Chen Guzi's portrait again to examine it carefully.
But I could see clearly that when Mr. Wang turned around, the corners of Chen Guzi's mouth immediately returned to normal, and his eyes were looking forward, solemnly and solemnly, just like the usual portraits.
This portrait also knows how to assess the situation!
It's over, it's over, how can I convince Mr. Wang that there is something really weird about this portrait?
After looking at it for a while, Mr. Wang said, little baby, don’t blame yourself. Even if there are problems with other portraits, this photo of his will definitely not.
But I really saw it with my own eyes! Why not?
Mr. Wang said that because Chen Guzi no longer exists, it might have a strange ring?
I thought about it and asked, didn’t you say before that there are many Yin people around here? What if other Yin people possess this portrait?
Mr. Wang shook his head and said, unless those sinister people want to die again, they must not mess with this portrait.
I asked, why are you so sure?
Mr. Wang said that because the owner of this portrait was dripping from another portrait.
Mr. Wang's words were confusing, but I still understood what he meant - if the portrait sheds tears, it means that the owner of the portrait will be in despair. If anyone dares to possess him now, he will be in despair in minutes. No one Yin people would do such stupid things.
But if this is the case, why do I see the portrait looking askance at me and smiling at me?
Mr. Wang thought for a while and couldn't think of a reason. Then he called me and said, there is a pit over there. Go over and see what's going on.
Because the water was dug out when the well was carved, there is a certain distance between the two pits. After all, the original idea was that by being further apart, we could avoid digging out groundwater. As a result, there was no way to avoid it. There were nine wells in front and behind, all of which produced water.
Even though there was reflection from the water in the grave pit over there, looking over from the head well, I could only make out a rough outline, especially the black shadow about half a man's height. I couldn't figure out what it was for a while.
I followed Mr. Wang over there and asked Mr. Wang what it was.
Mr. Wang shook his head and said that he couldn't see clearly, but it didn't look like a ghost. It was impossible to say that it might be a monument.
tombstone?
Yes, if it is a tombstone, it does meet this height. However, this second well was originally dug to produce water. Who would erect a monument here? Are you deliberately cursing your family members to die a good death?
Mr. Wang somewhat hates the fact that iron cannot become steel. I am talking about it as a monument and euphemistically speaking. I am afraid that you will be tricked and your own head will not turn around?
I still don’t understand. It’s just a tombstone. How can this be euphemistic?
Mr. Wang said directly, if you forget, the mountain of corpses will become a monument.
As soon as these four words came out, I immediately didn't dare to go forward.
According to what he meant, the black shadow was probably not a tombstone at all, but a corpse! In fact, it is very likely that he is my grandfather!
You know, Chen Guzi's Baili Corpse Monument is aimed at my grandfather. Isn't it Chen Guzi's plan to turn my grandfather's corpse into a monument?
To be honest, seeing a weird portrait at night almost scared me to death. If I saw my grandpa’s wrinkle-free paper face again with a weird smile, I really don’t know what I’m going to do. My heart can't stand it yet.
But if it was really my grandfather, I couldn't ignore it. I had to go there and help my grandfather to be re-interred and buried.
But when we got closer, Mr. Wang and I were stunned by the scene in front of us - through the faint moonlight, we could clearly see that the black figure half a man's height was neither a tombstone nor me. Grandpa, it’s Chen Bingguo, one of the Eight Immortals who carries the coffin!
