I clearly felt that it was dragging me faster and faster, and the darkness was getting closer and closer to me, and I didn't know what it would be like to enter the darkness, whether I would be torn apart by countless souls, or fall into the infinite abyss, but I was sure that it was not heaven or bliss, maybe hell. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I chanted the incantation as hard as I could, and though I couldn't make a sound, I felt hoarse, but I didn't feel any change. I had been dragged down the stairs and watched as the lifted foot had sunk into the darkness when suddenly, a stinging pain like a steel brush came from the darkness, like a butcher using a boning knife to peel off your skin, muscles, veins, and bones.

The pain was unbearable, I cried out silently, my eyes rolled upward, almost fainting, it was devouring, I could imagine how bloody the feet and calves in the darkness were, like countless hands piercing and slashing through your flesh with their sharpest fingernails, repeating over and over again, with more and more flesh crumbs mixed with broken veins.

Is this the pain I'm about to endure? Those countless nails are going to pierce me and scrape me from my feet to my head over and over again? In this short moment, I was tormented to the point of confusion, a pain I had never felt before, and I could not see through the darkness. I couldn't feel that cold hand anymore, only boundless pain and fear.

As my body sank into the darkness more and more, and the smell of blood in my mouth became stronger and stronger, my tongue mixed with blood foam twisted and chanted the last Buddha name, which was full of begging and even anger, why did I call out to the Buddha so reverently, but there was no response at all.

Just when I was already in despair, the whole time seemed to stop, my body suddenly shook back and forth, and a clear force fixed me there, and the incantation in my mouth seemed to come out of my chest, turning into thousands of me chanting, instantly permeating the entire time and space, becoming more and more solemn.

Suddenly, a light appeared behind me, like a strong light in an explosion, which stimulated my eyes to be difficult to open, and in a trance I saw a strong collision in the direction of the darkness, and at the same time, a huge hand appeared from the light, grabbed my body in an instant, and pulled me back, just when my feet regained consciousness, as if pulled out of the mud, a dry black hand rushed out of the darkness, all bloodless, only a branch-like tendon, its palm had a round sign, like a tattoo totem but like a gem, The lines inside flowed in the contrast between darkness and light, like an entrance to the netherworld.

The black hand began to tremble when it met the light, and the edges peeled off like dandruff, and I could feel that it was in pain, but it seemed to be unwilling, and quickly grabbed my ankle, and just pressed it with the palm of my hand, and suddenly, the black light appeared, and my ankle suddenly seemed to be burned by a soldering iron!

Just as I was screaming in my heart, the giant hand broke the stalemate, gathered momentum, my body was pulled up all at once, so fast, my heart trembled violently, I suddenly began to struggle, both fists smashed to the sides, a sharp pain came, I opened my eyes suddenly, and found myself back on the bed, still curled up sideways.

I rolled over in pain, my chest heaving violently, staring at the ceiling with my eyes and prostration, trying to remember everything that had just happened, everything around me was exactly the same, the sharp pain in my feet was still fresh in my memory, and the slightest recollection made my whole body tremble and my muscles tense.

Ankle! I snapped to the round sign and the burning sensation of that last moment, and I quickly turned on the light and examined it carefully, but found nothing, no bruises, no burn scars. I sat stunned, if I said that before checking my ankle, I firmly believed that what had just happened was definitely a real situation, maybe it was really out of body, maybe it was really the blessing of the Buddha when the devil took me away, but now, everything is normal, there are no scars on my body, and in a trance I feel that it was indeed a dream, but it is too real, and it makes people have a hard memory.

Perhaps the fear was too strong and drained all my strength, and the effect of alcohol hit again, and I drank a glass of water with a dry mouth, and then fell into a groggy sleep, and did not wake up until noon the next day, without any dreams.

It is estimated that it is because of the awakening of alcohol, the whole person is refreshed after a full sleep, sitting on the bed and thinking about what happened last night, he feels funny, a dream can be so shocking and real, every detail is still fresh in the memory, but the feeling of pain has been blurred. Looking at the sun rising high outside the window, the fierce sunlight marks the exuberance of yang, I let out a long breath, stretched out to get up, rushed to the bathroom and scrubbed seriously from head to toe, whether it is real or not, such a dream makes people feel bad after all!

It's just that I don't know that this is just the beginning, including the reappearance of that woman that prompted me to go on an adventure, the origin of all this was actually doomed many years ago, but if I have to give the most important starting point, it should be 1991, in my hometown in Hebei.

Two years ago, I went back to my hometown of Hebei Province to attend the funeral of my elders in Yujiamiao Village, Chaheji Township, Bazhou City, Hebei Province, although it has entered the nineties, but the development of Hebei is still backward.

Sitting on the county bus bumped on the village road, but the distance was not far but a full three hours, until I saw the fork in the village entrance and the commissary of my cousin's house in my memory, I was sure that the spring breeze of reform may only be blown into this small village.

Everything is still the same as when I was a child, the houses of the families have not been replaced with brick houses as advertised on TV, the roads in the village are still muddy and potholes, the elderly still like to sit at the door of the house and chatter, the eldest ladies still don't like to wear blouses, exposing two shriveled and huge breasts, only occasionally a few three jumpers roar past the village, the big girl's skirt obviously has the style of the county, and the young man combs Andy Lau's stroke, which makes people feel the changes in reform and opening up.

The person who passed away was my uncle, in fact, when I was a child, he was simply my grandfather, because he was too old, 30 years older than my father, and my father was 25 years older than me.

I remember the first time I went back to my hometown, when I was 12 years old, I followed behind my father's buttocks, and I was very unfamiliar with everything in my hometown. There is a habit in my hometown in Hebei that relatives who come back from afar only need to go to the eldest brother of the family to say hello, and other relatives will come over one after another after getting the news, and my father naturally took me to my uncle's house.

He and his sons have been separated, with the eldest mother and daughter and son-in-law to live in the old house, said to be an old house, in fact, it is not dilapidated at all, because the ancestors of the Han family are big landowners, so the Gaomen compound can be imagined, although the local tyrants divided the fields and tossed hard, but because the uncles and brothers are all underground party meritorious service, so the impact is not big, when the division of the composition is classified as rich peasants, but the ancestral courtyard wall was demolished, and the main ancestral house was retained.

Each house is self-contained, the entrance hall is high and wide, carved beams and painted buildings, standing in the main house and looking up, the faded paintings can still be seen on the beams, and the interface of each wooden beam has a variety of sacred beasts and auspicious patterns of carving. But I don't like the old house, because it always feels like the history is too long, there have been too many joys and sorrows here, and there is always a melancholy magnetic field mixed together.

I followed my father into the courtyard gate and went straight to the main house, the uncle had already sat on the Taishi chair waiting for us, the aunt happily beckoned the children to be busy, the father and the uncle shook hands and hugged and pulled me over, I was in front of the house at that time, my father patted me on the head and signaled to call someone, I don't want me to shout instinctively: "Grandpa is good!" "It made the room full of relatives laugh and leaned back because my uncle was 67 years old at that time, and his face was full of wrinkles carved into his bare head, and I couldn't connect him with my uncles in Karamay.

Later, I only learned that my grandfather had two daughters-in-law, and the relatives in Hebei's hometown were all born to my grandmother, and before liberation, my grandfather took his younger brother to Xinjiang to do business, and married my grandmother, raising my father's lineage, so there was a huge gap between the half-brothers.

At that time, I went to the countryside for the first time, and I was interested in everything, and boys were free and lively by nature, and a group of nephews and nephews who were older than me took me to work in the fields, catch fish in the river, swim in the pond, and live a happy life.

Later, I went back to my hometown twice during the summer vacation, but the most recent one was also 6 years ago, I didn't want to say goodbye, and I came to my hometown again, the uncle who was always happy like an old naughty boy has left, only the cold corpse is lying in the main hall of the main house, but at the age of 76, he died without illness, which can be regarded as a joy and mourning.

The Lingtai Dharma Hall has already been set up in the compound, and it is plain. A simple shed was set up outside the courtyard, dozens of tables were placed in rows, and the people who came to mourn bowed one by one in the chanting, shouting the mourners' loud voices to tell the lord's family to thank and kowtow over and over again, and the rest of the people gathered together to play cards and chatter, waiting for the funeral feast prepared by the lord's family.

My parents were still working at that time, I made some money in business, and the most important thing was personal freedom, so I came to mourn on behalf of the whole family alone. After kowtowing to my uncle's body, I sat alone at my table and watched them play cards.

"Old Han, is that you? I just feel like you're coming back this time, how about it? Do you still know me? ”

I followed the sound and saw a strong man grinning at me, wearing an incongruous loose suit and a pair of snow-white travel shoes, which reflected the huge wrench on his thumb. I looked at the person in front of me carefully, a head of black hair but vaguely showed signs of topping, a high forehead and a nose, Danfeng eyes with a pair of ingots, a mouth and a mouthful of big white teeth showing gums, but the most abrupt thing was that there was a big black mole between the eyebrows.

I was suddenly struck by this iconic trait.

"Slag?! Your grandson has grown so strong, it seems that your grandfather has trained you a lot!? ”

"Haha, I know that Comrade Lao Han will not forget me, and it is not in vain that I am the only person in the village who has saved your life."

"Fuck off, that bare-bottomed swim in the pond, my feet were cut in the mud, you dragged me up and didn't even give me my pants and walked away, causing me to walk all over the village, and I was embarrassed to say that it was my savior!"

"Ungrateful, absolutely ungrateful, I think of you! The stickers you sent me for the city people are still on my windows! ”

A few simple words to find the long-lost feeling back, this grandson has been a big living treasure since he was a child, he was short at that time, but he was forced by his grandfather to practice martial arts every day, and his body was the strongest. Don't look at him as a farmer's child, but he has the idea of breaking into the world, his grandfather was a private school teacher before liberation, and when he learned that I, a city baby, came to the countryside, he pushed the slag to me, so that the two of us were more close.

People always have to see whether the temper is right or not, I hate the kind of people with low self-esteem, and I hate the kind of people who are particularly differentiated, some rural children hate urban babies, thinking that urban babies are arrogant and look down on people, so they indiscriminately classify the children from the city into one category, which is the same as the city people always put rustic, uneducated, backward, and inferior hats to rural people. As a result, there were always some older children in the village who bullied me, as if this was the way to find their self-esteem.

But slag is different, he is a heartless instinctive creature at all, no matter where you are from, as long as you throw a temper you are a friend, so, every time you go back to your hometown during the summer vacation, he is my personal bodyguard, because of the reason for practicing martial arts, he is definitely a person who can fight, for me, there are no fewer people lying under his fist, but he always adheres to the admonition that his grandfather taught him: martial arts. So it's always up to the point, quite a hero.

At that time, every morning, he went to the second uncle's house on time to wait for me, watching me brush my teeth and wash my face seriously, and sarcastically mocked my little white face with disdain, sissy, for this kind of torture every morning, I splashed him with water, in exchange for a meal of chickens and dogs, of course I was the chicken.

"Is your grandfather okay?"

"Alas, I passed away three years ago, you know, my parents died early, I grew up with my grandfather and uncles, my grandfather spoiled me the most, and he was the strictest to me, and he left his house to me after leaving, and I live there alone now, or, you go to live with me, right?"

I think this is the best, childhood companions, temperament, the key is that there is no birth for so many years, the more people grow up, the more difficult it is to hide, often meet again, a look and a word will expose the truth. I readily agreed, told my sister-in-law, and planned to move over in the evening.

Rural funerals are not like in the city, people are the last day to attend the memorial service, and then go up the mountain to help the person eat a funeral banquet at noon, and the rest of the people leave after the memorial service.

If the family is kind to people, do good deeds, and the deceased are highly respected, the funeral will be very lively, and every family will come to mourn, and even people from ten miles and eight villages will come to mourn, which is also the greatest affirmation of the main family. And the host is never slack, the flowing water seat is a necessary way of hospitality, a large bowl of meat, a big mouthful of wine, vegetarian dishes are embarrassed to serve on the table, but also to hold a church, invite the county troupe to come over to perform for a few days, from classic opera to popular song and dance, in short, let the guests come full of wine and food plus spiritual satisfaction, this is the way of the main family's thanks.

I sat in the corner with Slag and chatted, we were not interested in the stage, the fat woman sang Mao Amin's "Desire" affectionately, and from time to time put on two popular actions, the audience really applauded loudly, and some of them enjoyed commenting on the people next to them.

Suddenly, Slag showed that disdainful look again, and said with a squint:

"By the way, do you still have a correspondence with my sister?"

"Your sister? Exquisite? There has been no correspondence for a long, long time, and I went to Ningbo after graduating from junior high school, and the address has long been changed. ”

"Alas, you negative man, my sister always nags you, saying that she won't reply to your letters, have you forgotten us!"

Negative man?! I almost squirted out a mouthful of water, and I pointed at the fat woman on the stage with my mouth open, and yelled viciously at the slag:

"Don't you look at it, what's the difference between your sister and that woman except for age? Chubby, I know that I will follow our ass around, the last time I went back to the village was only 15 years old, she was two years younger than me, two children and you are a big child, playing every day, how did you become a negative man?! ”

"Oops, hey, but the temper of the little white face is here again, what's wrong with my sister's fat, tell you, this is called blessing in the countryside, good birth, and, don't look at us as a peasant baby, my sister is about to graduate from college now, learning history, I'm not a brother to study, but I just finish school!"

"What's wrong with going to college, going to college is good at best, the big city has cultivated a temperament, in the end, it's still a chubby woman!"

Slag brawled his hands behind his head and said as if he had an idea:

"You don't know, although my sister is fat, but she is the most kind in her heart, and she takes good care of my grandfather, and my grandfather died, and my sister cried so much that she was bedridden, and I felt distressed when I looked at it. She won't let her change those stickers until now, and grandpa always teases her happily, saying that grandpa's, uncle's. Every time my sister blushes like Master Guan, don't look at the young age at that time, I know she likes you. ”

"Every time you want to go back to the village, she is happy every day, but she doesn't speak when she sees you, she will cry after you leave, and mention you when there is nothing to do, I was stupid at the time, I thought it was the feeling of liking my brother, and then you didn't write for a long time, she wrote a lot of letters and didn't reply, at that time she was in middle school in the county, and she was depressed when she came back to see her grandfather, now think about it, this kind of thinking is not simple!"

Slag's words surprised me, my impression of Linglong is a stupid fat girl, since she first met at the age of 10, I just think she is getting fatter and taller, swarthy, not much talk, but always follow us, sometimes want to get rid of her, she is also angry tears, I thought this girl was annoyed to death. The only thing that gives me a thumbs up is that every time we are forced to study by her grandfather, she is always the first to remember, and then recite it word for word, and her ability to remember is the most admirable!

"Old Han, you came by coincidence, this girl is now doing an internship, doing ancient literature research, and when she comes back in two days, she says that she wants to find a few books that can be used in my grandfather's stack."

For fat women, I have never had any interest, just nodded perfunctorily, she is a slag girl, naturally I also treat her as a sister, just a stupid and chubby girl.

At the funeral banquet at the uncle's house in the evening, I drank a few more glasses with the slag, I haven't seen each other for many years, this relationship needs to be blended with wine, but the slag seems to be unwilling to let go of the drink here, and frequently motioned for me to go back with him to drink, and chat at home, I thought about it, it's okay, it is estimated that this guy has a lot of things to say to me, and he can't let go here. So I went to my sister-in-law to pack a few dishes, and then went home with his luggage.