My hometown is in Fengdu Beiling, a village surrounded by mountains and rivers.

On the darkest night of my life, I was raped by Li Yuan.

Li Yuan is the number one pimp in the town, wandering around with a dry tobacco all day long, doing all kinds of evil.

I went home disheveled and cried that my father, who had always been cowardly, had picked up an axe and cut the bench in one fell swoop.

I quickly stopped him and said, "Hacking him to death, you are also a capital crime, it is better to sue him!" Dad said, "Sue him?" Don't you dare! If you don't agree to marry Li Yuan tonight, this is the end! "Now it seems that I should have begged my father with 120,000 gratitude that day to split me, for death was almost heavenly compared to later life.

But I was afraid of my father, so I didn't speak.

On April 18, 1998, I fell in love with Qiao Yitian on the night I got married to Li Yuan.

He is the richest man here, guarding an ancestral family business, a talent, shrewd, diligent, and gentle.

I knew he would love me, too, because I knew I was beautiful, and in such a poor country, I was so beautiful that I stood out from the crowd.

I know that the villagers will secretly refer to me as flowers stuck in cow dung.

I understand that flowers should not be inserted in cow dung, so I never felt any guilt about cheating with Qiao Yitian. Li Yuan went to work part-time (said it was a part-time job, but he never sent a penny home), and one night after he left home for 2 months, I went to Qiao Yitian's house.

On July 26, 1998, I stepped into the house and was amazed by its magnificence.

"All of this was left by your parents?" I say.

He smiled and said, "No, I can't tell how old this house is, no, I bought some bricks and plaster, and I want to repair it again." Qiao Yitian put his left hand around me, holding a piece of ice in the palm of his right hand, the ice water followed his outstretched index finger and middle finger, through the nightdress as thin as a cicada's wings, moistened my chest, and then the fingertips slid to the right, stopping there, and instantly, a burst of coldness entered my body and mind.

The river inside me also melted、、、、、、

Suddenly, there was a sound of "tuk" in the courtyard, and I couldn't help but feel creepy, and then I looked at Yitian, he was also holding his breath and listening.

I lowered my voice and asked, "Who could it be?" ”

Yi Tian didn't answer, and quietly stepped forward to open the door.

By the light in the house, I saw: Li Yuan! How could he come back?

Shameless! I'll beat you to death! Li Yuan yelled and rushed into the house, "snap", Yitian was hit in the face, and with a stagger, Li Yuan came to me. All I could see was a pair of eyes breathing fire on his iron-clad face, and then, with a "buzz", I was punched in the head and I fainted.

When I woke up, I saw my man lying on his side, a pool of black blood on the floor under his head.

"He choked you, and I gave it to him with an iron." Yi Tian looked at him and said in despair.

I shuddered, buried my head in his arms, and said, "What should I do?" It's all because I 、、、、、、."

"It's so late, maybe no one in the village knows he's back, right?"

"The people in the village won't say it if they know it, we are doing the right thing for heaven, right?"

"You can't ruin us like that, can you?" Yitian seemed to be talking to me, and it was like talking to himself. Then he said, "Come, help me hide him." "We began to drag the mahogany closet against the north wall, it was so heavy that the two of us carried it on the same side, and we could only make the feet of the closet "creaque" and slide on the floor, this sound was creepy, and I broke out in a cold sweat. It took about thirty minutes before we were exhausted and moved it away.

He struck the wall with his hammer, and when a black hole appeared in the wall, he said, "Indeed it is!" My father told me that in order to avoid bandits, my ancestors built a sandwich wall here, and it is said that with food and water, a person can hide in it for many months, and he can't see it from the outside, right? I couldn't help but look in, a musty smell of moisture came to my face, and after adjusting to the darkness, I saw the situation inside, it was a small room more than one person tall and two people long, it was very narrow, and people could only barely turn around inside.

Yi Tian stuffed Li Yuan into it and let him lie flat in that eerie and terrifying cave that never saw the light of day. Then he went to the yard to bring the plaster and cement, and put the removed bricks back, and when he built the last layer, a brick slipped into the hole, and a sound came from inside, like crying, like **, and like sighing.

I asked in a trembling voice as if I had just woken up from a dream, "Yitian, is he really dead?" Let's see, shall we? Yi Tian said with a gloomy face: "You want him to come back to life?" Haven't you been tortured enough? Besides, will he let us go? I was speechless, another ** came from inside, I only felt my legs paralyzed, the ground under my feet was weak, I slid down the wall, and sat against the wall.

Oh, my God! Let me go to hell! Let me be tongue-cut and heart-wrenched in the hell oil pot and tormented forever! Even so, I didn't want to save him, I didn't want my life to sink into his clutches again.

When he finished building, he turned around and said, "After a few days of painting, there will be no traces, don't worry." ”

Stepping into the yard, I kicked something on my toes, picked it up and looked, oh my God, it's it! It's Li Yuan's dry tobacco stick! The sound of "tuk" just now is the sound of it falling on the stone slab.

I didn't dare to pick it up and kicked it into the grass next to the road.

1 August 1998.

It occurred to me that the cigarette stick in the grass was a curse, and if it was seen, it would kill us. I came to Qiao's house again, and took a bath on the day, and I went to the yard to find it.

But where to throw it? This is Li Yuan's logo, anyone who sees it will recognize it, I decided to hide it, hide it in the top layer of the big closet, and then pile up the clothes and blankets, and look at it repeatedly, there is no flaw.

Yitian came out, gently stroked my hair, and said, "Are you feeling better these two days?" You don't have to be afraid, it seems that no one really knows that he has ever returned. In his gentle gaze, my heart melted again. We hugged and fell on the bed, and we immersed ourselves in it、、、、、、

But then, I heard the voice again—"Tuk、、、、、、tuk、、、、、、tuk. "He's knocking on the wall!

He's not dead yet!

I think I must have been dead and my teeth chattering. Yi Tian turned over and sat up all of a sudden, and listened to it again, the crickets in the courtyard were sandwiched by a few terrible cries of owls in the distant mountains and forests, and there was nothing else.

"What do you hear?" He asked.

"No、、、、、、 no. You see what's in your closet, okay? "I was almost pleading.

He stood on the chair and took out the contents one by one, piling up a bed of sweaters, pants, and blankets、、、、、、

"All out?"

"yes." He said.

I looked through and kneaded the things on the bed one by one, and asked, "Do you see clearly?" Really gone? ”

He was a little annoyed and said, "I don't believe you see it for yourself." ”

"No, no." I leaned against the head of the bed, rummaging in a trance and in vain.

How could there not be? Why is it gone?

22 September 1998.

In the past few weeks, the village chief, Li Yuan, the captain of the construction team, and the policemen have come one by one, and I have been prepared to be surprised at first, then suspicious, and then crying out for heaven and earth, and finally, everyone in the village knows that Li Yuan is missing, and his daughter-in-law is grief-stricken.

There was another reason for my pain: I felt like I had a baby!

Yitian said, don't be afraid, let's live. Maybe the child is like you, besides, even if it's like me, he's dead anyway, and the most people in the village can say is that their hearts are still towards us.

7 July 1999.

A heart-rending pain was followed by a cry that almost lifted off the roof, and I shuddered.

The midwife said, "After decades, I am still scared by the cry of a baby for the first time, hahaha, look! Much like his father. "I took the child over suspiciously, really, the child frowned when he cried, and he looked like Li Yuan, vividly. What surprised me even more was that when he cried, his eyes were not closed, but he looked straight at me, and when he cried, a faint red flashed in the depths of his eyes.

A wave of fear gripped me, and I almost threw him away.

Yes, of course I know that this kid is not Li Yuan's, but, but why is he so much like Li Yuan?

18 July 1999.

The child has not laughed until today.

Today, Yitian and a few people from the village came to see the child, and everyone let the child be hugged by him, and the child looked at Yitian fixedly, and smiled when he saw it. Everyone said that this child was sensible, and he was willing to smile when he saw the nobles.

Yitian just sneered. I understand that he was suspicious.

How can I explain this to you?

5 March 2000.

Today, I just finished drying the diaper, I found that he was not in bed, looking for him all over the world, and finally, I found him on the way to Yitian's house, how could he climb the ground so fast?

Perhaps, the child is thinking about his father.

Don't worry, kids, maybe tomorrow we'll be able to reunite as a family.

6 January 2000.

The people in the village knew that we were getting along, and they all said that this was a match made in heaven, and some people advised us to go to the court to apply for a declaration of Li Yuan's disappearance, saying that in this way we could get married. Yitian inquired and told me in frustration that he would have to wait for half a year before he could apply.

I can wait.

My happiness is already too much.

9 January 2000.

But today's incident made me uneasy: when I was washing Yitian's clothes, suddenly there was a knocking sound of "tuk tuk" in the house, and I said, "Child, stop playing, don't knock." ”

But the sound didn't stop.

It was like a black lightning bolt passing through my head, and the fear in the depths of my memory made me shiver involuntarily.

"Tell you to stop playing, Mom doesn't like the sound." I roared and walked in.

The child was crouching on the ground with his hands behind his back, apparently banging on the floor just now.

"Hand it over!" I was angry.

The child didn't move, trying to retreat as much as he could. I grabbed him and snatched it from his hand.

It's that damn cigarette stick! Nothing else, that's the root.

The child cried and looked at me with a red glint in his eyes.

Dark red, it's a dark red, it's expanding!

I squatted on the ground and didn't get up for a long time.

18 August 2000.

A dream come true! Today, we are finally married.

Yitian, let's forget, forget Li Yuan, forget the anxiety of the past, today I am your bride, your pure and immaculate bride.

However, in the middle of the wedding banquet, I saw Zhang's mother running over in a hurry and said, "I'm damned, I'm in a hurry, the child is gone." The village chief told the guests to divide into groups and go separately. Suddenly, up and down the mountain, there were torches coming and going everywhere, and shouts from high and low everywhere. After a while, people came back one after another, and their answers were much the same: "I don't see it." "Strange things, why is there no more?" Someone suggested that it should be called to the police, maybe people would be abducted. Everyone nodded yes.

The police station and the county police have arrived, and the people have gradually quieted down, only the cry of a child has not stopped.

Someone heard it at the same time as I and shouted, "Isn't your child crying in the house?" Listen! Someone said, "No way, I just came out of it." "The police suggested going in again, but people followed and entered, a room full of people, under the quilt and under the bed, rummaging through boxes and cabinets, but there was still nothing. The village chief motioned for everyone to be quiet, and everyone craned their necks to listen again.

After half a cigarette, sure enough, the cry came again. This time, everyone heard it clearly, and they all agreed that it was coming from the big closet in the north. A few people went to open the cabinet and shook out all the large items inside, but it was still empty. This time the crying did not stop, and turned into a continuous and terrible howl! Like a sorrowful roar, like pride, and like fear, only the evil ghost under the bridge would make such a soul-stirring sound! The people were stunned and froze, only a few of them realized their mission, and they moved the big cabinet with all their hands, and the sound was clearer than before, and people finally noticed that the devilish sound came from the wall behind the cupboard! I was so frightened that I was dizzy and dazed, and I staggered to the wall, and after a while, I saw a dozen or so thick arms busily tearing down the wall. After a while, a big hole appeared there, and a dry and miserable white skeleton stood against the wall, Li Yuan! However, when the wall was sealed, Li Yuan's body was lying flat!

Qiao Yitian looked at this chaotic scene in despair, his face turned pale, and my heart was broken.

It was Li Yuan, it was he who made trouble, and on that fatal night of August 1, the sound of "tuk tuk" was the sound of him banging on the wall when he was dying! He was dying when we let out that involuntary scream of bliss, but his sinister ghost was viciously possessed by our children. Let him torment us with all sorts of strange behaviors! Let him howl at the feet of this white bone! Let him hold that cigarette stick in his hand! Let him be the instrument of his revenge! After four years of fear, we couldn't escape his clutches!

20 November 2001.

Yitian confessed to the murder, but did not confess to me, and the last words he left were: You can't have an accident, you have to bring up our child and take care of him forever.

But, Yitian, when I returned home in despair, I wanted you to wait for me, until I left this world with you, because, as soon as I opened the door, I saw a pool of crimson blood on the floor beneath my feet. No! It should not be a puddle, but a pool of blood, a pool of blood in the shape of a cigarette stick! The source of this blood flow is the child's eyes!

It turned out that the child was making a sound with a pool of blood--a pool of blood hidden under his eyes-a puddle of black blood under Li Yuan's head on the floor--a dark red flashing in his eyes.

I stayed in front of his grave for three days and three nights, and then I fainted and was hospitalized for two weeks.

13 May 2002.

Before leaving his hometown, the village chief conveyed a notice from the county: in order to ensure the water quality of the Three Gorges Reservoir area, all graves within 15 years must be removed and the bodies cremated.

I stood and watched them dig up the children's graves.

I don't miss this place, I desperately want to leave this place, leave the nightmare of the past far behind, let it drown forever at the bottom of the Three Gorges Reservoir, but I can't leave him alone, I want to take him away from my hometown, because Yitian told me to take care of him forever.

They asked me, "Is this the coffin?" "Yes." I say.

After priing open the lid one by one, they said in amazement: "No, this place is empty!" ”

You can't go wrong! How could it be wrong!

I rushed to the coffin with my head dismantled: indeed, except for a cigarette stick, it was empty!

Yitian! Yitian! I see: we've never had children!

Perhaps, we have nothing but fear and delusion.