"Who!"

The pillar was frightened, and suddenly looked ahead, only to find that the place Meng Fan pointed to was pitch black. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Who's where?"

However, even though they couldn't see anything, they could clearly feel that something was staring at them, and they felt that their nerves were about to burst.

"Click!!"

At this moment, a flash of lightning tore through the dark night sky without warning, instantly illuminating the surroundings white, and a strange figure suddenly appeared in front of them!

I saw that the figure had his head down, standing abruptly where the traffic light had just appeared, motionless.

There was a gust of wind blowing around, and the sound of the wind was like a baby crying, mixed with the sound of undulating grass and trees, which made people's hearts tremble.

"Who the hell is pretending to be a ghost there, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

The pillar clenched the big wrench, and roared boldly, Meng Fan also picked up a stone from the ground, raised it and stared at the man.

"Sizzle. ”

The figure made an uncomfortable sound, faintly smiling, and suddenly, the figure raised its head suddenly, revealing a miserable white face, and its eyes seemed to be two round black holes, bubbling out with black blood, smiling gloomily at them, and then slowly disappeared into the darkness.

"It's Zhang ...... Carpenter Zhang!"

Impressed, the pillar saw the face of the figure, recognized it at once, pulled Meng Fan's arm, and said without possessing his body: "It's Carpenter Zhang, how is it possible?

"Let's go!"

Things are weird, just in case he encounters something even weirder, Meng Fan didn't dare to stay here anymore, he grabbed the pillar and ran to the car, just wanted to get home quickly and never go out again.

The pillar was right, it was not the right time for him to come back this time. If he had known this, he would have come back later even if he was hungry outside for a few days.

Meng Fan's family lives at the foot of Pig's Trotter Mountain, a place called Mengjiazhuang, there are only 100 households, although it is called Mengjiazhuang, but the strange thing is that only Meng Fan's family is surnamed Meng.

After arriving in the village, Meng Fan apologized and wanted to give Zhuzi some rental money, but Zhuzi didn't ask for it, saying that if they played together to the eldest brother, it would be far away to pull the money...... Meng Fan felt guilty in his heart, and walked to his yard in a trance amid the barking of dogs in the village......

Although it was the middle of the night, Meng Fan's parents had not yet fallen asleep.

The second elder, whose sideburns had turned white, was sitting in the dim light, waiting for his son at a square table.

On the square table, there were already cold meals, both meat and vegetables, and a table full of them was set up, obviously carefully prepared for a long time. Even if it is cold, the aroma of the dish is strong, full of family affection.

They chatted about the interesting stories of Meng Fan when he was a child, and from time to time a warm smile appeared on his old face.

When he heard the sound of pushing the door in the courtyard, the second elder stood up happily and greeted him.

"I'm back!"

Seeing the figure that he thought about day and night, both of them laughed together.

"Xiaofan, why did you come back, the rice is cold!"

Meng's mother smiled and blamed Meng Fan, her eyes were pityful, she snatched Meng Fan's luggage, handed it to Meng's father, and was about to take the meal to heat it up.

"Don't be busy, mother. ”

Meng Fan forced himself to forget about the traffic light, squeezed out a smile, sat down at the square table, looked at the table full of dishes, his eyes lit up, and he pretended to be in a good mood to eat.

"Xiao Fan, why did you come back so late?" Father Meng put away his luggage, sat down at the dining table, and poured two glasses of wine, his eyes were very concerned.

"The train was late, and the mountain road was difficult to walk, so it was delayed. ”

Meng Fan explained two sentences vaguely, he wanted to ask about Carpenter Zhang, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed again, he was afraid that if he asked so abruptly, his father and mother would think more.

Mountain villages are prone to strange things, and there are many beliefs in ghosts and gods, and the fathers and elders in the mountains have a lot of beliefs, so don't talk about this kind of thing.

Moreover, as a college student, he is a bit materialistic, although he witnessed a strange scene on the road, but he still doesn't believe it in his heart, and he doesn't believe that this thing can really kill a big living person.

In his opinion, Carpenter Zhang's death should be a coincidence.

But why are there traffic lights?

Why did Carpenter Zhang, who was originally dead, suddenly appear again?

He couldn't explain it.

After thinking a lot, Meng Fan sat on pins and needles, but under the gaze of his parents, he still pretended to be happy, and drank two taels of wine with his father, so he excused himself too tired, hurriedly coped with a few words, and returned to his house.

"It's too evil, it's too evil!"

Lying on the thick bed, Meng Fan couldn't sleep at all, his mind was shrouded in a trembling feeling, feeling that his life was fading little by little, making him weak, and he didn't even have the strength to sleep.

"Is it the feeling of death?"

Meng Fan muttered to himself, fear rising from his heart, permeating the room, gloomy and cold.

Sleepless nights.

The next day, Meng Fan went to Zhuzi's house with a haggard expression, and the pillar encountered a red light, and if the curse was fulfilled, he should die tomorrow. Meng Fan felt that it was necessary for him to come and see the situation of the pillar.

"Pillar, what are you doing?"

As soon as he walked to the courtyard of Zhuzi's house, Meng Fan saw a terrifying scene, Zhuzi was holding a bloody kitchen knife in his hand, and the blade of the knife was dripping blood on the ground.

"Kill the chicken!"

The pillar shook off the blood from the knife, and his face was visibly dark.

"Are you done?"

Meng Fan only saw blood, but did not see the shadow of a chicken.

"Nope. ”

The pillar lifted his chin and looked in one direction.

"Hmm......"

Meng Fan's eyes stared, and he suddenly saw a headless hen, the headless hen was standing in the distance pacing, and the broken neck was bubbling outward, and the blood was spilled on the ground, shocking!

And the severed chicken head has fallen to the ground, and it is closing one by one, blinking in horror!

The scene in front of me was extremely strange and unsettling.

"A chicken can live without a head, and a man must die without a head. ”

It is said that chickens can live for a while after being beheaded, and this time Meng Fan really saw it.

"Even chickens don't want to die, let alone us. ”

The pillar's tone was a little emotional, and it was obvious that the traffic light had brought him a lot of pressure.

"What are you doing killing chickens?

Meng Qiang rubbed his temples, a little frightened, thinking about the reason why the pillar killed the chicken, did he want to escape the curse of the traffic light?

"Stew to eat. The pillar grinned at Meng Fan, "If I really die tomorrow, I can't be a starving ghost." ”

Meng Fan nodded, slightly understanding, and felt that it was a meaningful thing to eat something delicious before dying. He rolled up his sleeves and helped the pillar to catch the headless chicken, and by noon the two of them were eating the chicken and drinking.

"Pillar, there should be nothing wrong with the two of us, the death of Carpenter Zhang last time may be due to other reasons. Meng Fan picked up a glass of wine, his heart was full of apologies, "I'm really sorry, let you be frightened with you, I respect you!"

"What are you talking about, brother, I don't drive to make some money, I die when I die, I don't blame you. The pillar drank the wine, "It's just right to die, I just went to the underworld to see my father and mother who died early, I am strange and boring in the world alone, and I can't even find a daughter-in-law." ”

"Is there really a netherworld?" Meng Fan was skeptical about this matter, always feeling that the underworld was made up out of nothing.

"If you die, you will know, if there is really a netherworld, I will tell you in a dream. The pillar tore a chicken leg and handed it to Meng Fan, and suddenly looked serious, "Meng Fan, if I really die, you burn a few good-looking female paper figures for me, so that I can be cool below, this is my brother's last words." ”

"Hey!" Meng Fan scolded with a smile, persuaded Zhuzi not to think nonsense, and hurriedly changed the topic.

It was not until the evening that Meng Fan got up drunk, intending to go home and sleep.

"Brother Meng Fan, I'm not joking with you, I already feel it, and I may not be able to last tomorrow. ”

Zhuzi stared at Meng Fan's back with solemn eyes, drank the rest of the wine, and then staggered to close the door, returned to the house and kowtowed a few times to the photo of his parents, and then fell drunk on the messy bed, his face white and miserable.

At this time, if one observes carefully, one will find a trace of black clouds, slowly falling from the sky, forming a whirlpool, rotating and floating on the roof of the pillar's house, as if it is absorbing something......

The next day, Meng Fan, who had a hangover all night, was woken up by his father.

"What's the matter, Dad?" Meng Fan looked at his father's expression, faintly uneasy.

"The pillar is dead. Father Meng said.

"What?!"

Meng Fan jumped up when he heard this, his heart shook, his scalp was about to explode, and his face instantly turned pale! A life and death crisis pierced his heart like a needle prick, and at the same time, sadness invaded!

"The pillar is dead, I'm ...... I'm afraid I'll die with it!"

"Hey!"

Father Meng looked at Meng Fan, not knowing the reason, and sighed, revealing a trace of disappointment in his loving eyes.

Meng's father is a village doctor, medical skills are average, but medical ethics are excellent, he often goes over the mountains and mountains to see people, rain or shine, although there are many patients, but the fee is meager, and the family is still cold.

Seeing that Meng Fan finished college, he thought that he would have a decent job and shine on the lintel, but he didn't expect that he would finally return to the village with his luggage - this already says everything, Meng Fan is estimated to have nothing to do in his life.

"The pillar's body is as strong as a cow, and if he says he will die, he will die, and the village chief said that he died a little strangely, let me go to the autopsy, and you can go together, and by the way, give me a hand, and when I am old and can't do it, you will inherit my father's business." ”

After Meng's father finished speaking, he hobbled towards the house, bent on paving the way for his son.

"Dead...... He's dead...... Isn't it time yet? Why is it getting ahead of schedule?"

Meng Fan was in a trance, muttering to himself, death was like a hard stone, pressing on his soft heart, and he followed his father to Zhuzi's house without possession......