I've always thought what my grandmother said was nonsensical.

Because.

I'm not like my mom at all, whether it's facial features or personality, there is no resemblance at all, and my dad is actually not very good to my mom, just very bland, no quarrels and no joy.

I can feel it after years of living together.

But why would grandma say such things to me!?

I took a deep breath and felt a pain in my temples, these thoughts were so chaotic now, and I knew it.

I can't know the answer by just thinking about it now.

Whether it's the mysterious man, or my grandmother, or my dad, the crazy old man...... Even Zhong Bai, they all know what role they play.

But I'm the only one who doesn't know, I don't know anything from beginning to end, and I don't know how I'm going to connect now.

I don't know when my sleep has become very light, and basically the slightest movement will wake me up, and I know that it is a nervous instinct to be on the alert all the time.

In the middle of the night I had another horrible nightmare, and I didn't even know it was the first nightmare I'd ever had in my return.

I dreamed that my grandmother came back slowly on crutches, and I was lying in bed and she came in from the hall.

Standing next to my bed, my grandmother's face was blue and her eyes were staring at me, looking indescribably terrifying.

She was talking to me with a hideous face, but strangely enough, her mouth kept opening and closing, but I couldn't hear a word.

I woke up in fright, looking at my phone at past four o'clock in the morning, swallowing my saliva, feeling my throat dry to hot pain.

I knew that it was because there were too many things that happened to my grandmother, and I kept thinking about my grandmother's face during the day, and I had this dream at night.

Although I knew it, I was still scared.

Lying on the bed to slow down his thoughts, he pulled the drawstring in the room and turned on the light to drink water.

People who live in southern mountain villages actually know that the water they drink is usually in a small pool in the courtyard, and a tank filled with water in the stove house is placed with buckets.

Because it was dark, I was a little scared of going outside, so I went to the stove house to drink water from the side of the hall with my mobile phone flashlight.

When I went, I didn't notice anything wrong, but when I came back and passed by the side room where Zhong Bai slept, I saw that the lights inside were on, and the windows were a little yellow.

Although I wondered why Zhong Bai didn't sleep in the middle of the night, I didn't think much about it at the time.

But as I passed by the doorway, I heard a rustling sound coming from inside, and I frowned.

Subconsciously put his ear to the door and listened, and Zhong Bai's painful muffled hum faintly came from inside.

I took two steps back and stood behind the panes, because the windows of my hometown were wooden, smoked and blackened, and the dark butter paper on the panes was tattered.

I peeked through the gap in the pane, and found that Zhong Bai's face had changed, and he had become extremely pale, and beads of sweat had slipped down his forehead.

He trembled as if he was in some terrible pain.

In the end, he even couldn't bear it anymore, and he fell to the ground like a stroke, and convulsed.

I was frightened at the time, and I was about to go into the house to see, but after a moment of convulsions, Zhong Bai stood up and knelt on the ground, and he took off his upper clothes.

I saw a grimace with closed eyes depicted on Zhong Bai's back, with a fierce face and fangs.

The green tendons on Zhong Bai's neck exploded, and he turned his back to me shirtless, as if he was doing some kind of prayer ritual.

The grimace depicted is like a black leopard's head face, and the eyes of the ring lamp, and the face is ugly and terrifying.