Xiong Zi didn't believe it when he heard it, and said disdainfully: "You just brag nonsense, and you still eat human flesh, so your father has also eaten human flesh?" “

"Not really! You ask Zhang Lian, my dad's hands are shaking when he eats now, why does a good person have shaking hands and doesn't like to drink, maybe it's because he ate human flesh at that time, and the meat that the old guy entertained them must be human flesh that he didn't know where he got it! Wang Qiu explained anxiously and asked me to prove it to him.

I nodded in acquiescence, Wang Qiu's father does have this habit of shaking his hands, if Wang Qiu hadn't said this today, he really didn't expect that there would be such a reason.

When Xiao Hei heard Wang Qiu's story, he also had some thoughts, and said excitedly: "It's my turn, it's my time, I also have a strange experience" Xiao Hei drank a big sip of wine and told us seriously.

That was a long time ago, when Hei often went up the mountain with his father to cut down trees and dump wood.

Once Xiao Hei and his father went up the mountain together, it rained lightly, Xiao Hei's father asked Xiao Hei to go back first to avoid catching a cold, Xiao Hei went down the mountain, on the way down the mountain, Xiao Hei saw a very thick vine, the vine was as thick as his own calf, Xiao Hei felt very strange and fresh, so he walked over, on a whim he used the vine to make a swing up, at first it was fine, but the vine had a lot of sharp places, Xiao Hei didn't pay attention to the arm and cut a big hole.

Xiao Hei said this, and stretched out his arm to show the three of them, there was indeed a wound of several centimeters on it, with a scar.

The blood spread to the vines, Xiao Hei wanted to get down from the vines and go home to bandage and bandage, but the vines suddenly seemed to be inexplicably more powerful, as if he was pushed hard, and pushed Xiao Hei out, the force came violently, Xiao Hei was thrown out before he had time to grasp it, the whole person flew out of the air, and was planted in the field at the foot of the mountain at once, fortunately, there was rice planted at that time, Xiao Hei flew into the muddy water, if there was a piece of land below, according to such a great strength, how could he have to cripple himself, Maybe I'll just fall to my death.

"Later, my dad also asked someone to go up the mountain to cut down the vine, and a fire burned it, and I heard them say that it was a tree that had become a sperm, so that the vine was so strange when he saw blood." Xiao Hei added another sentence.

"Mountain? Are you going to Wushan? I asked thoughtfully

"That's right, it's Wushan, it's very evil," Xiao Hei replied without even thinking about it

"Your father is so powerful, he took you to Wushan" Xiong Zi admired a little

"Dream, it's just near the middle of the mountain, who has nothing to do and dares to go to Wushan" Xiao Hei corrected Xiongzi's statement.

"Mid-levels? It seems that he still hasn't gone up" I just wanted to ask something, but when I heard Xiao Hei say this, the words stopped when they came to his mouth.

Zhang Lone, you can also say one, don't you have a lot of stories? The atmosphere became a little quieter, and Wang Qiu suggested that I also tell you a story.

I thought about it, lit a cigarette and said: "That was also a long time ago, I heard someone else's story, it seems to be Zhang Dong, who used to live in the village, I don't know if this story is true."

"Speak quickly, don't ink," Wang Qiu urged

I continued: "He had a dream one night about his classmate who died not long ago, and he thought it was terrible and told his parents, but his parents were too busy to ask more, so they told him that he was too worried and attached too much importance to his dead friend, so he had these dreams, and it was not a big deal." But for the next few days, he kept dreaming of his classmates, sitting in front of his house, motionless. Although Zhang Dong didn't see it in his dreams every time, one day he couldn't bear it anymore, so he walked over and asked his friend: "Why are you here, where are you going to play?" Zhang Dong's friend turned to him and said with a sad face: "It's too lonely to walk alone, I'm too scared to go" Zhang Dong looked at his friend sad and didn't think much about it, so he said to his friend in a dream, then you wait for me, I will walk with you after school. When my friend heard this, he smiled and suddenly disappeared, he didn't take this dream to heart, he woke up and went to school by himself, and it rained heavily on the way back, and when he reached the foot of the mountain, he was crushed to death by the stone that slipped from the mountain...... "I finished speaking, and took a deep breath of the cigarette in my hand

Wang Qiu looked a little disappointed: "What kind of story are you, when we are fools, how do you know these things when he dreams, and what he dreamed about, did he still tell others?" You just make it up."

Xiong Zi thought for a while and ignored Wang Qiu's rebuttal, and said seriously: "I seem to have heard my brother say, this is a sign, that is, when you dream of dead relatives and friends, if they want you to go with them, accompany them, or if they suddenly are very affectionate and ambiguous to you in a dream, you may have to pay attention, that is a hint, they may know something, so they will wait for you like this, in other words, they are affectionate to you and good to you, in fact, they are welcoming you and welcoming you to join them."

"You can pull it down, then I hardly dream and live a few more years?" Wang Qiu still looked disdainful

I began to think deeply about the nightly dreams I had been dreaming about for years. Although sometimes I can't remember the content clearly, most of the impressions I will not forget, think about it, it seems that I haven't dreamed of losing my loved ones over the years, let alone those weird contents, even the grandma who loved me when I was a child suddenly left, and the grandma I thought about all day long during that time still never appeared in my dreams. It's really not that simple to think about it day and night, but when I think of this, I suddenly have an inexplicable sadness, I seem to have forgotten what my grandmother looks like, she is really about to disappear into my world.

"These things would rather be believed than not, everyone do more good deeds, good luck will come naturally, Xiao Hei raised his glass and signaled everyone to have another drink"

Wang Qiu drank the wine into his stomach and began to refute Xiao Hei's point again

"This good luck, it's not so good to come too much, I think that luck doesn't mean whoever runs out first will leave first, or it's good to be bland, it's good to be bland."

A group of people were amused by Wang Qiu's crooked reasoning, and the atmosphere was a little more lively, but Xiong Zi didn't tell the story, Wang Qiu forced Xiong Zi in every possible way and didn't know what to say, Xiong Zi just listened to it for a while and a half and really couldn't remember. Fortunately, the time is not early, and I have to get up early tomorrow for class, so I bypassed the bear and ended the chat. On a whim before going to bed, Wang Qiu said that it was going to be an evening story conference, that is, to take advantage of the time before going to bed to tell some stories and some strange experiences, first, to increase knowledge, and secondly, to pass the time for himself.

Although everyone knows that Wang Qiu, this kid, wants to collect more topics to coax girls to make girls, but seeing that everyone is in good spirits today, they all acquiesced to this agreement. The Evening Story Club is officially launched!

I lay down, a little inexplicably afraid, I don't know what I'm going to dream about tonight, I hope it's going to be some good scene......