Since Zhang Heming's eyes can see, his life has become colorful, and the darkness has left with it, ushering in a colorful world.

Ever since his eyes could see things, he felt that his eyes could see very clearly at night, and even when the lights were dark, he could find his way home.

Since Zhang Heming's eyes had the right to find light, it brought him the right to see another world.

And this world does not belong to our world, but to the world of ghosts.

He didn't know if his eyes were glazed, but every time he would see some old people who had passed away, playing chess in the village park.

Every time he was always curious to look, those old people would appear one by one, with hideous faces, pus-covered faces, staring at him with no eyeballs.

muttering words he didn't understand, every time he was frightened, he fell asleep when he returned home, afraid of seeing that terrible thing.

Zhang Heming didn't know what those things were when he was young, and he didn't tell his family, that is, every time he walked at night, or when he saw someone's funeral, he would see unclean things.

As Zhang Heming grew up, he was already nine years old and in the third grade of primary school.

His different "eyes" allowed him to see his dead childhood friend......

It was a summer vacation, and the summer vacation was the happiest day for primary school students, and they had a lot of fun, and Zhang Heming would go to his classmates to play together.

In the countryside in 2005, smartphones and entertainment facilities had not yet been popularized in rural areas, and there was no entertainment, just running around in the fields, either going into the water to catch fish or stealing sweet potatoes to roast and eat.

It's just a lot of fun, Zhang Heming is a naughty person at this age, and he is also a relatively naughty person.

No, Zhang Heming's classmates specially ran to his house and called Zhang Heming to dig out bird eggs together.

"Heming, go out to play, I'm just one of you." Fei Youcai called.

This is his classmate, called Fei Youcai, and I don't know why he called this name "Huicai", he died on this surname, what is the surname Fei who is good.

I heard that his father's name was Fei Youqian, but he didn't laugh Zhang Heming to death at that time. There will be money at that time when he takes this name, and it seems that his family is quite "wasted".

Zhang Heming is a playful person, as soon as he heard that there was play, he quickly ate a good meal and said to his mother.

I went to dig birds' eggs in groups of three or five with those classmates.

You must know that digging bird eggs is a technical job, and children in the countryside know this skill, and Zhang Heming is not bad.

They walked towards the woods, and they searched for the bird's nest, and finally found a tree, which was at least ten meters high, and it was a tree with a crooked neck.

"That's it." Fei Youcai said.

At that time, Zhang Heming took off his shoes and went barefoot, pulled up his trousers and began to go up the tree, everyone watched Zhang Heming go to pick up bird eggs, and they all raised their heads to watch Zhang Heming on the tree show his skills.

"A little to the left, a little bit to the right, yes, yes, this is it......"

With Zhang Heming's vigorous technique, he took out the bird's eggs and put them in his pocket, and then they all took out a few birds' nests, and one in the morning took out more than 30 birds' eggs.

"You're hungry, let's boil eggs and eat them!"

The children set up the pot and began to boil the eggs, and everyone sat around the pot one by one, waiting to eat the eggs.

After a while, the eggs were ready, and everyone grabbed the eggs one by one like vicious dogs.

"Youcai, you haven't eaten in your life, grab so much, you won't die if you......'re fat," Zhang Heming said coldly.

Youcai joked: "Good things to share, hehe, you can have one too." ”

"Eat, eat, eat, know to eat." Zhang Heming expressed helplessness.

They had a lot of fun and ate very satisfied, but the only thing they weren't satisfied with was that the damn talented man ate all his eggs, and only ate two of them himself.

I really want to give him a kick, but Zhang Heming is still more bodhisattva-hearted, and he must go to his house to eat at night, and he is not afraid that he will not be able to eat him.

After eating and drinking, everyone lay under the tree to enjoy the shade, and the acquaintances on the tree kept screaming, making it the same as snoring with talents, and it was troublesome.

Zhang Heming teased: "Hey, talented, this is a comparison with your snoring!" ”

Suddenly he felt speechless, this thing was really snoring, he was already asleep, and he might have been scared away by him if he knew it. It may be that he can't compare to him, like the snoring of thunder.

Little children definitely love to play, and after a break, they plan to play games and play peek-a-boo.

"We are black and white, and whoever retreats will find it."

It was a great honor for him to find. Zhang Heming faced the tree, closed his eyes and began to count.

"One, two, three......" Zhang Heming counted vigorously.

When he counted to a hundred, he began to look for these stinky brothers.

Zhang Heming began a carpet search, and he couldn't let go of every place, and he didn't skip the corners.

Under Zhang Heming's search, three or four classmates were found, and it was the one who didn't know where he died.

"Talented classmate, your mother told you to go home for dinner......" Zhang Heming lied.

Zhang Heming searched for a long time but didn't find this dead talent, so he groped everywhere.

Zhang Heming found an abandoned house next to the village, and when he arrived here, he felt a gust of wind and a cold summer.

Zhang Heming heard his grandfather say that the family was burned to death by a fire three years ago, and every night he would hear someone shouting for help.

He felt scared in this place, so he quickly took a detour, he felt that it was impossible for the thing to hide here, he was so timid.

When Zhang Heming left, a pair of eyes poked out of the dilapidated house, looking at him deadly, it was an unrecognizable woman, her face was scorched black by the fire, and she should not look like a human being.

"Where will you go if you are talented when you die? It's really, it's almost late for dinner, this stinky brother is going to ......," he complained.

Zhang Heming complained and walked while coming to the tree next to the village, and Zhang Heming vaguely saw that there was a person hiding behind.

Immediately, Zhang Heming was happy, that thing should be dead and talented! Zhang Heming was going to scare him to death, making him so disgusted that he was so miserable.

Zhang Heming walked over quietly and patted him on the shoulder. Zhang Heming was frightened by the terrible scene!

"Oh my god." Zhang Heming shouted in horror and retreated with a cower.

"Heming, are you coming to play with me? Come on! Let's have dinner cooked by my mother! ”

Xiao Dong, it's Xiao Dong, he ...... Didn't he die in a car accident? How did it end up here?

Zhang Heming looked at him in disbelief, Xiao Dong's skull was exposed, his brains were constantly flowing, he was covered in blood, the bones of his arms were coming out, his bloody face, and his eyes that were about to fall out made Zhang Heming nauseous and terrifying.

He was grabbing the rotten dead chickens one by one, and was gulping them down, a mouth full of maggots wriggling back and forth in his mouth.

"Don't run! Haven't eaten together yet......"

Zhang Heming was so frightened that he crawled and fled in all directions, and the Xiao Dong that Zhang Heming met today really scared himself to death, and when he returned home, he was frightened and couldn't sleep well.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Heming began to talk in his sleep and began to have a high fever.

"Give me go, you go away for me, I won't go...... I'm not going. ”

The parents were woken up by Zhang Heming and ran to Zhang Heming's room at once.

"Heming, what's wrong with you?" His dad said.

His parents touched his forehead and found that Zhang Heming's forehead seemed to be hot as fire.

"This child has a high fever and is rushed to the hospital."

In the middle of the night, his parents rode an electric tricycle to help Zhang Heming send him to the city......

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