There is a gray-white tower in the forest park in the east of the county, called the swallow tower, which is nine stories high, built in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The origin of info is as follows.

Back then, there were famous families with the surname Ma here, and there were groups of wives and concubines of the old man who liked to play.

This also makes sense, but there seems to be no master who is not a big pervert, and there is no one who is not a group of wives and concubines. When people are old, they don't lift up, and they want to prove their sexual ability and sexual power, but there is no other way than to play **.

A girl surnamed Liu, who lost her father since she was a child, looks like a woman who should only be in heaven, how many times will she see her in the world, anyway, all the words to describe a woman's beauty can be used on her.

When she was 16 years old, Miss Liu was married to Master Ma. In less than a year, Miss Liu was pregnant. Master Ma was so angry that he almost fainted on the chair, because his old brain was not confused, and he knew that cucumber and eggplant dripping wax tied up or something could not be sown.

I checked and checked, and found the head of the old butler. Of course, it is not the old housekeeper, but the son of the old housekeeper, Nanzi, a good young man who cherishes the future of the motherland, and a hidden young revolutionary.

Miss Liu was conquered by Nanzi's revolutionary passion and ideal ambitions, and the two had a private meeting in the firewood room and became pregnant.

After knowing the truth, Master Ma didn't say a word, and after a few days of sullen voice, he said to Miss Liu, let's give birth to the child first.

The emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry, where can the old housekeeper hold back, walking on thin ice all day long, and driving his son out of the house after beating him under the plaque of his ancestors.

One dark and windy night, Miss Liu gave birth, a white and chubby daughter, and her mother's beauty could be vaguely seen from her immature face.

Late at night, the old housekeeper entered Miss Liu's boudoir and strangled Miss Liu and the child to death. Then he ran to Master Ma to show his loyalty.

Master Ma fainted this time, and when he woke up, he was angry, and kicked the old housekeeper hard, but this kick gave the old housekeeper to K.O.

Mr. Ma looked at the sacrifice of three people one after another in the family, the old and the young, and his heart hurt one by one, and the old tears were all over the place, and he cried.

Miss Liu and the little girl were buried in the woods, but the Ma family was not at peace ever since. Speaking of more, I often see a beautiful and cold woman holding a child and quietly floating into Ma's house.

Master Ma was even more nightmarish, screaming in the middle of the night, saying that someone was choking his neck.

called the Taoist priest to do it, but Miss Liu was very angry and couldn't hold it back.

It is also said that the baby is in the field of eight senses, called karma, and is not stained with mortal dust, so he goes to bliss, and the resentment left in the mortal world is constantly cut, and the mother and daughter are implicated in each other, and they are resentful and resentful for the double yin.

The Taoist priest suggested that a pagoda be built in the place where the mother and daughter were buried to suppress it.

In Western Christianity, there is a theory of exorcism, which uses the power of God to confront the devil, and eventually drives the devil back to their territory to achieve some kind of positive and negative balance.

The treatment of demons and monsters in China is not so good, they are always suppressed, their souls are scattered, and they will never be able to turn over, and those who are lucky enough to be incorporated into the heavenly court as civil servants at most.

And just like that, there is this swallow tower.

Although Miss Liu and her daughter were temporarily suppressed, the Ma family has declined since then, and by the generation of Master Ma's grandson, the family was ruined, and the ancestral hall was reduced by the Red Guards, and now the Ma family doesn't even know if the incense has been renewed.

There is another saying that Miss Liu gave birth to a son at that time, and in order to hide people's eyes, the old housekeeper bought the body of a baby girl in the hospital, and told the master that Miss Liu gave birth to a daughter and was killed by herself.

In fact, the old housekeeper secretly sent his son out and handed it over to Nanzi, who missed Miss Liu and changed his son's surname to Liu.

It's a fucking plot reversal, and it's so exciting.

But this ending cannot be verified, and it is as unreliable as all rumors.

Since Brother Mei is also surnamed Liu, we always joke that maybe you are a descendant of Miss Liu, hurry up and go home and let your father check the roots.

Brother Mei was so excited that he cried bitterly, and said that when he went home, he would burn a few pillars of incense for Miss Liu and offer a few taels of pig's head meat.

The dilapidated tower has been abandoned for many years, and the grass beneath the tower is verdant, and a path through the woods is the work of a shortcut.

Legend has it that the Swallow Tower is often haunted, and the forest in broad daylight is gloomy and bleak, which is very infiltrating.

There was a single businessman who passed by the Swallow Tower in the middle of the night, and saw a long-haired beauty in white clothes holding a baby on the tower and beckoning to him.

** of the merchant could not resist the temptation and was seduced to the tower. The next day, the dried corpse of the merchant was found under the tower.

The second story goes like this. Three brave young men, in search of excitement, climbed the swallow tower at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, ready to sleep there for the night, and slept until midnight, when they heard the cry of a baby, which was sharp and harsh, and it was terrifying. All three of them thought it was strange, they counted and counted, and it was clear that there were four people sleeping together.

The three of them ran home in fright. Within two months, three people died one after another, and they all went crazy before they died, saying that there were little monsters on the tower who wanted to eat human flesh and drink human blood.

This female ghost is very similar to the red-clothed female ghost swinging under the walnut tree in the town, it is estimated that it is a unit, and the modus operandi is similar, seducing, and then sucking people's spirit.

These stories of ghosts claiming their lives are legends. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are ghosts.

Every place needs its own ghost story, just as everyone needs to eat, drink, and Lazar, where there are no ghost stories, the common people there are estimated to be bored to death.

On the eve of Fu Wenxin's trip to the United States, I was restless at home, thinking about whether to call her.

When I was a child, I often wrote about someone who was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, and this time, Lao Tzu really realized what it means to be an ant on a hot pot.

After a fierce ideological struggle, I finally made up my mind: If you don't fight, why bother making more trouble for yourself.

She has her own life, finishes her studies on the other side of the ocean, and then finds an equally excellent person to form a family, have children, live a happy life, and completely forget about the poor ** in our adolescence.

And I, perhaps, will be a poor scholar for the rest of my life. Lu Xun asked his descendants not to be empty writers in his suicide note, which shows how empty the literati are for decades, after all, they will make some paper and ink articles, and there is nothing to do. It will not be rich and rich, but only ask for a clear conscience. Probably ended up dying on a pile of books, and no one had come to collect the body.

Thinking about it, Fu Wenxin suddenly called, and my heart trembled.

She asked mysteriously, "Can you help me fulfill a wish?" ”

I said, "Yes." ”

She said, "I didn't even say anything about my wish, and you agreed?" ”

I laughed.

She said: "I have always wanted to go to the Swallow Tower at night to meet the banshee, but this wish has never been fulfilled, you can go with me tonight." ”

I didn't say a word and got into the city in a black car.

Fu Wenxin was carrying a large backpack, which looked very incongruous with her body.

I said, "I guess this banshee is only interested in men, so I'll go out with you tonight." ”

She said: "Sister has learned demon subjugation, let's go and kill demons today." ”

Climbing to the top of the tower, we were so tired that we were panting. Standing there, you can overlook the entire county, the river is reflected in the lights, the lights are as bright as the stars, and the breeze is blowing, which makes people feel refreshed.

The summer insects chirped softly, so quiet that we could only hear our heartbeats.

Fu Wenxin said: "Congratulations to you and Geng Hao for getting into the ideal university as you wished. ”

At that time, I had already been admitted to the Chinese Department of the famous liberal arts university in Beijing, and Geng Hao was admitted to his favorite art academy.

F4's first step into Beijing is a complete victory.

I said, "Don't forget us so quickly when you go over there." ”

"Aren't memories all meant to forget? You went to Beijing, and the beauties circled you, can you still remember me? ”

I blushed and said, "Where?" ”

I took out a blanket from my bag and cushioned the ground, and took out a bright kitchen knife, Fu Wenxin was startled.

I hurriedly explained that in order to prevent ghosts that are not ghosts, because I must protect this woman in front of me with my life.

All she took out of her bag was snacks. We sat on the blankets, staring at each other speechless.

"Why is this tower called the Swallow Tower?"

I said, "Because there have never been swallows to nest here, swallows have spirituality, and they don't want to come where the ghost is too strong." ”

"Your logic is weird."

She asked me if I believed in ghosts.

"I only believe that the human will can overcome any fear."

Then we talked about all kinds of ghost stories, and she was not only not afraid, but also amused.

She asked, "Why do Miss Liu and Nanzi have to end in tragedy?" Why couldn't Nanzi elope with the pregnant Miss Liu, and finally he completed the great cause of the revolution and lived happily with Miss Liu, isn't this great? ”

"Maybe it's not easy to do a revolution with a big belly, and I'll tell you the truth, this Nanzi is probably also a scheming, pulling out that doesn't recognize people, his love for Miss Liu may just be out of a momentary physiological impulse. The Revolutionary Party often does this. ”

"Haha, you're so funny."

"I don't really believe in the romance in this story, you can tell me a romantic story."

She told me about the origin of the vampire: "Count Dracula swore to God to defend the church in order to protect it from foreign invasions. On the wedding night, the brave Dracula went out of the city to meet the enemy, piercing his enemy through the chest with his spear, and standing on the battlefield to demonstrate against the fleeing enemies. ”

His lover waited anxiously in the castle for her husband's return. At dawn, the enemy sent spies to spread rumors to the castle that Count Dracula had been ambushed while pursuing the remnants of the enemy and had been killed in battle. His lover was overwhelmed with grief when he heard this, and the lovely newlywed girl jumped off the castle. ”

Dracula returned triumphantly to hear the news of his wife's suicide, his face bloodless and his eyes full of death. He questioned God and stuck his sword on the stone statue in the church hall, and the stone statue burst into tears. Dracula picked up the stone bowl and drank the blood. He swore to the statue of God: 'I may be born again after I die, and I will feed on blood!' Use all the power of evil to fight you! 'God accepted Dracula's oath and turned him into a vampire. The Count never saw the light of day, and could only walk in the gloomy tombs, where he was immortal but fed on the blood of the living. Since then, a terrifying species has begun to haunt the human world. ”

After that, she used fries to make fangs to scare me. I wish this cute vampire in front of me would bite me on the neck and drain all my blood.

After listening to it, I thought for a moment and said, "Love can make people deformed, like this Dracula." ”

"No, love has made him immortal." She disagreed.

"But his lover died, and it was no fun to live no longer, and the longer it was, the more tormented it became."

Fu Wenxin sighed and said, "What a thin life since ancient times. ”

I said, "Actually, ugly women's lives are thinner, mainly because no one cares about the lives of ugly girls, and they have to carry their own lives." ”

She looked at me and asked, "Then my life is thin?" ”

I only dared to laugh.

Staring at the beautiful woman beside him and listening to her speak, her eyes as bright as autumn water were full of tenderness. Her hands are like soft wattles, and her breath is like an orchid. The aroma on the body is light, like the fragrance of jasmine tea, which is completely different from the rich smell of the body.

At that time, I almost impulsively confided in my heart, said some vows, and defended my vows with my life. But I didn't dare, I thought of the cool Geng Hao and his melancholy and warm eyes when he looked at Fu Wenxin, and thought of the uncertain road ahead of me, I swallowed everything, suppressed them, and made them never regurgitate.

That night, we talked about the talented duo of Johnny Depp and Tim Burton from Coca-Cola, and from the U.S. military in Iraq to the stingy Häagen-Dazs ice cream. From "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" to Ruan Lingyu's "Xiangxue Hai", from the great Roman? Roland talked about Jin Yuelin, who never married.

There was no sleep, and we talked in the sky. We all like Russell's words: "Three simple but unusually strong passions govern my life: the desire for love, the pursuit of knowledge, and the bitter pity for human suffering." ”

I just hate that time is in a hurry, and the morning light is beginning to appear in the east, and it seems that the blood-sucking female ghost will not come. Fu Wenxin was going to Chengdu to take a plane at night, so I asked her to go home during the day to rest and recuperate.

She stared at me at the end, I belong to the kind of person who is thin-skinned to the house, and when others have a stir, I must be as still as water, and dare not interact.

She asked, "Is there anything else you want to say to me?" ”

Despite the surge of blood, I didn't dare to meet her gaze, I just wanted to say, "I want to use my life to protect you for the rest of my life." Chat with you for the rest of your life, shelter you from the wind and rain, cook your favorite meals for you until we grow old in time, and I will hold hands with you to watch the intoxicating sunset......"

But what I said was, "No." ”

Many years later, whenever I recall that scene, I can't help but imagine many different possibilities, remorse, grief and indignation, and even tears, and then immerse myself in it.

If I had the audacity to say something, what would have happened.

It's a pity that there can't be "ifs" in the world, I can't turn back time, I can only tragically exist in this unilinear space, and accept the tests and answers given to me by the years in this dimension.

If there really are multiple parallel spaces in the world, I hope that the ending in those spaces will be more beautiful, at least not so cruel to us.

That day, I, Geng Hao, Lu Zelian and Brother Mei watched Fu Wenxin get into her car, and Brother Mei cried so much that he couldn't catch his anger.

Fu Wenxin also told us to take care of Brother Mei in the car, I think this girl can take care of three masters, and she takes care of us about the same.

As we waved goodbye to each other, through the windshield, I saw tears streaming down Wen Xin's face.