Master accidentally obtained a cow bone, and after returning home, he went through the boxes and cabinets for a while, but never mentioned any information about the cow bone again. Time never stops its tracks. When I was 7 years old, something terrible happened, and my life was almost gone.

There is a large open space in front of Master's house, and I usually play there by myself, and I don't have any cars or people, so Master is quite relieved of me. At dawn that day, after Master took me to punch for a while, he went back to reading and left me outside. I was very happy to pinch the mud, but I felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't say it. Then it suddenly occurred to me that something was wrong, and I don't know when there was an extra child across from me, and I also squatted there digging in the mud. As if sensing my gaze, he slowly raised his head and smiled strangely at me. I was stupid at that time, but I didn't feel anything, and I pinched the mud with him. At noon, Master called me back to eat in the house, and as soon as I turned my head and said yes, I turned around and found that the child was gone. Although it's strange, I didn't think much about it, I should have gone home for dinner, I don't know whose child it is, the children in this neighborhood, no one wants to play with me.

How to say it, I grew up with my master since I was a child, and I don't go back to my home, so there must be some rumors in this small county. The second is my master's profession, which everyone here knows. Ordinary people, they are afraid of ghosts and gods, and they will naturally respect Mr. Yin and Yang, who can exorcise ghosts, but the essence of this respect is still fear, and they will be afraid of this phenomenon that cannot be explained with known knowledge. Humans are social creatures, and something that is perhaps instinctive has been with us throughout our history, and that is the phenomenon of swarming, and we are good at dividing you from us. When they encounter ghosts, they divide Mr. Yin and Yang, who is also a human being, into the camp of "us", trusting you and relying on you. It is also in normal times, more often than not, that they will divide Mr. Yin and Yang into the camp of "yours", which is a group of weirdos who are not the same as them. Adults will tell their children that they are far away from the child called Demon, that he is not someone we can provoke, and that they are afraid that their children will provoke me, and that I will harm them with evil methods. Now I can understand, I can laugh at it, I can not care, but in my sensitive and fragile childhood, I can't. I'll play quietly by myself, but I'm always unhappy. On the face, he pretends not to care, but inside he longs for the company of his partner. At this moment, even if he didn't speak, there was a person who was still willing to play with me in the mud, and I had a little joy and expectation in my heart. After pulling out the meal in a hurry, he put down the dishes and chopsticks, and threw down a sentence, "Master, I'm going out to play." And he ran out.

Looking at the empty clearing, he shouldn't have finished his meal yet, or won't he come? Depressed pulling dirt, I don't know what to play. I don't know how long it was, maybe a few minutes, maybe a lot longer than a few minutes, but when I looked up unintentionally, I found the child crouching across from me again, with his head down and pulling dirt. Feeling my gaze, he slowly raised his head, looking at me without blinking for a long time, and a smile always hung on the corner of his mouth. "My name is Onijutsu, what about you?" The child tilted his head and looked at me silently, uh, less than I said. The two stared at each other for a long time, and then lowered their heads and played. I wasn't talking, and he didn't speak, and the afternoon was spent in this eerie atmosphere.

It was probably time for dinner, and the strange kid stood up and beckoned to me. "Me?" I asked, pointing to myself. The boy nodded, stiffly, and then turned and walked towards the back hill. In the back mountain, the master strictly forbade me to go, if I usually would have listened to the master's words, I would not have stepped into it for anything, but that day I don't know what happened, the child beckoned, I stood up and followed him in a daze. My mind was clear, but my body seemed to be out of my control, and it followed him forward. Seeing him jump ahead of him, the surrounding environment gradually became remote, the shadows of the trees looked like mottled ghosts in the moonlight, and a bird cry of "quack" came from an unknown number. I think it's so scary, I heard the master give me instructions since I was a child, but I have heard a lot about ghosts in my younger grades, and now I also realize that something is wrong. Tears flowed down, and he opened his mouth wide to shout for help, but he could only close them one by one, and he couldn't make a sound at all.

I don't know how far I walked, the figure in front of me stopped, I looked around, this is a cemetery, it was all burials at that time, cremation was not popular at all, and a large cemetery in our county was in the back mountain. Dirt bags were piled on the ground, and the bleak moonlight shone down, and the jumble and twisted trees played their own solo dance. I watched in horror as the child in front of me stiffly turned to look at me, his neck and limbs twisted mechanically, making a "click" sound, and jumped towards me step by step. I finally knew that I would be looking at this kid so strangely today, his movements and limbs were so stiff, like a marionette being manipulated by a puppet who was not very sophisticated. He squatted there and digging, repeating a very mechanical action, his eyes never blinked, he would only look at you with a wooden look, and his face would always be the same expression, a smile that made people look at it. I watched the smiling face get closer and closer to me, closer and closer, tears could not be stopped, and I opened my mouth wide and shook my head to escape, but my body would not listen to me. A hand reached for my head, and I could see the five fingernails of that hand mixed together, and the back of the hand was stained with blood. "Ahh

The whole world was blank, and the sharp pain of the soul being pulled came one after another, "Hmm~" reluctantly opened his eyes, where is this, am I still alive? After being stunned for a while, he recognized that this was his room. After all, I was still young, and the throbbing pain made me choke up, "Master, where are you?" Master, it hurts! Xu heard my voice, and Master pushed open the door and walked in quickly, "Xiaoshu, where does it still hurt, tell Master, Master will help you take a look, be good, don't cry!" "I've grown so big, I've never seen such a gentle master, I couldn't react for a while, and it really made him stop crying in bewilderment. Well, in fact, I'm embarrassed, such a man is still crying.