"That was a long time ago, isn't it? Perhaps, it's just that few people want to believe it. ”

The old man fiddled with the fire in front of him, hoping that it would be more vigorous, and there was a snowstorm outside the window, but the current location was indeed a mid-latitude plain, and the world had long since changed. There are things that no one believes, but they have happened.

"What do you see?"

The young man in front of me was me, and I came to visit him, but in his eyes I was dressed very thinly, and I didn't seem to be too afraid of the cold.

"So you have it in your body, it's really funny, or is it just the second level? Are they so afraid of death? Don't you just want to know what happened in the past? Think of it as a story. ”

And so the old man began the story he told.

I don't know why I'm able to see them. What are they? Maybe it's the ghost you talked about!

My father died very young, and when I was five years old, I had a car accident trend, and I have very few memories of him, and there is a certain number of people in their lives.

But it was also from when we discovered that there are some things that have always been around us, but we can't see them, or we don't want to see them.

My name is Lin Yin, a person with a very weak personality, I'm afraid I'm the first person to see that thing, and I'm afraid I'm the only one who can suppress it.

It was a summer, the summer of my father's death. Funerals are a very unlucky occasion, as has been the case since ancient times. Although I was only five years old at the time, I still have a lot of memories.

It was a light rain, a very small rain, and I was in front of the coffin, and the local custom was for the eldest son or grandson of the deceased to drop the bowl with the gold paper, and I still don't understand the meaning of it. In retrospect, after the bowl broke, it seemed like my father really smiled at me, was on top of the coffin, and left.

Perhaps, when the golden bowl rings, this is what it means not to look back.

But it seems that things are not so simple.

It is said that those who die unjustly will have a grudge left. Thus becoming evil spirits.

My father didn't become a demon, but his resentment has always affected me. There was even a time when I woke up and found myself at my father's grave, perhaps because of my father's unjust death.

Even so, some people in my family, and even in the village, saw me as ominous.

This was the case for several days, and the family finally paid attention to it.

In my grandfather's time, there must have been a lot of children in the family, and my grandfather had three sisters, that is, my aunt and grandmother, who were very stubborn in their thinking, even vexatious, and regarded me as a broom star, full of disgust and disgust, I was just a child, why should I bear unknown disgust.

There are some superstitions in the village, and there are some old people who specialize in this thing, they have no profession, and they are regarded as aliens by the people in the village, but when there is something wrong with the family, they always think of them, of course, it is an ominous problem, which is equivalent to the shaman or wizard in the past.

And in the village where I live, there is also such an old lady, her grade is very old, older than my grandfather's, and we children often call her Zhao Lao Ma (grandma). Although the people of the whole village will come to her respectfully when they have something, but they will usually avoid walking, she really doesn't want to, people are like this, when there is something, they will remember the usefulness of that person, of course, human nature. But her grandfather's family was very good to her, and sometimes I would send her some food to solve my problems, and she also helped her.

Usually Zhao's mother will always receive something, a pillar of fragrance, two plates of dim sum, three hanging ingots (paper stacks of golden ingots), and four small coins. In fact, except for four yuan for these things, the others are for those things, Zhao's mother said that they are all hard-working people, and they all have unavoidable hardships, and they need to give them something, otherwise they will always pester you.

But this time it was different, she didn't ask for anything, not even some fruit that her mother brought her.

I remember very well what happened at that time, my mother was holding me, and I was staring at her with wide eyes, she was holding a bowl of water in one hand, and a lock of willow branches in the other, and she dipped the water back and forth in front of me, and the water sometimes dripped on my face, and it was cold.

"Don't keep it, don't keep it, the little girl is your doll, don't hurt him, leave and say if you have something, stay and say."

It sounded very funny, and I walked back and forth, and then I folded a pair of small paper shoes and put them on the head of my bed, and kept shouting my name outside. But I got sleepier and sleepy, and then I fell asleep.

After that, my mother told me, saying that after I fell asleep, Zhao's mother stayed at the door for a night before leaving, that night I heard my mother say, it was not very peaceful, there was a strong wind, the windows and doors made strange noises, as if someone was pushing the door, my mother was very scared. But Zhao's mother said that her mother's life is relatively hard, they can't hurt her mother, and her mother's life will not be rich and expensive, but it will be very smooth.

Mother Zhao watched at the door all night, carrying a kerosene lamp, and called my name all night, until the big rooster at the door crooked and the big black dog barked before leaving. When my mother woke up, she found that the paper shoes by the window were missing. I haven't been at my father's grave since.

Let's be honest. You may really not believe it, but that night I dreamed of my father, he still has a lot of scars on his body, the same as when he was in the coffin, the injuries on his body were also caused by a car accident, but it is very suspicious, the perpetrator escaped, but I was too young to be able to find him. He looked at me with a smile and said that let me grow up well, he will always protect me and let me take care of my mother. After saying that, he left, and he was wearing a pair of paper shoes on his feet.

And the next day, my mother and I went to Zhao's mother's house and sent her something, even if she didn't need it, but she helped me solve such a big problem, I should send her something.

When I saw her again, it was already close to eleven o'clock in the morning, but Zhao's mother was still lying on the bed, she still lived in the old mud house, and the whole house was dark and cold, which was probably the reason why the people in the village were reluctant to come. Jin Mei is full of cold and fluttering feelings, and there are many mud embryos in the small home, so that anyone who looks at it will be a little scared.

When she saw us coming, she slowly got out of bed, picked up three sticks of incense and lit them and handed them to me.

"This is a catastrophe for the little boy, don't touch it, it will ruin your luck and the little guy's luck."

Luck? It's the first time I've heard that word.

"Little girl, follow grandma, don't be afraid."

She looked at the only light in the room, which was a platform with a statue of a bodhisattva, but under the red candlelight, it looked very strange and strange, and she wanted to be looking at me.

She took the three pillars of incense, bowed to the Bodhisattva statue, bowed three times, and listened to his words and bowed down.

Then Zhao's mother gave me a jade bracelet on the Bodhisattva statue and asked me to take it with me.

When my mother saw it, she hurriedly stopped it. But Zhao's mother questioned this.

"Since the age of eight, I have been a child daughter-in-law, I have been beaten since I was a child, I was scolded since I was a child, and the fifteen-year-old child raised by the child left, if it weren't for my uncle (grandfather's father), I would have died (early), this is fate, this jade should be given to the little girl, it is my uncle who gave me the opportunity to repay the favor."

I really didn't expect that an old lady like her would have a real piece of jade.

After the jade pendant was brought to his hand, suddenly a strong wind blew outside the door, and the small courtyard that was already dust was even more dusty, and the candle flame in front of the stage kept swaying, and the Bodhisattva was like a hideous man who became better.

Old Mother Zhao screamed, took out a small bowl filled with water, and smashed it directly in front of the door.

"If you don't leave, the old woman will beat you to pieces even if she is desperate."

Old Mother Zhao seemed to have something on her body, and her mouth made a hissing sound.

After that, the strong wind outside suddenly stopped, and the old mother lit a cigarette for her mother to take home.

"There's a fire, it's easy to walk. Don't worry about going back, the little guy will stay with me for one night. ”

My mother was very unhappy when she heard it, in fact, if it weren't for the fact that this matter was really not something that ordinary people could solve, my mother wouldn't have let me come here, after all, this is what everyone thinks is an ominous place.

"Otherwise, I'm afraid my life will not be peaceful."

There is no way, there is always something like this in the mountain village, which makes people have to be afraid. But it doesn't have to be unreasonable.

Originated from agriculture, of course, the foundation is also there, and there are some things that will have a reason for his existence, which cannot be caused by ordinary people.

"Little boy, listen to grandma, remember grandma's words, otherwise you won't have a good life in your life! That thing will haunt you forever! ”