The cold hair, like a fresh breeze blowing above the still pool, soothed my fears and caused some ripples in my heart. At only eight years old, I don't know much, but everyone has a love for beauty, and I also give beautiful imagination to beautiful things. In this chaotic dream, I instinctively thought that this sister in red was someone I could trust.

With a clang, the sound of the phoenix crown falling to the ground pulled me back from the confusion, from the phoenix crown leaving his hand to the ground, it seemed like a century had passed.

With this sound, there was a sound of rushing ropes in the forest behind me, I quickly looked back, only to see another team behind me, these people were wearing red horse coats, red silk tied around their waists, and they were also divided into two teams, and four people carried a big red sedan chair in the middle. Looking at their faces again, I was so frightened that I hung over, and these people were even more exaggerated than the other ones, grinning one by one. To say that although the funeral procession looks like a stand-in, it is still humanoid, on the other hand, some people in this family sending procession have monkey heads on their heads, some people have wolf heads on their heads, and some people have rat heads on their heads.

My mother hugged the red-clothed sister in front of her, and asked her tremblingly, "What are these things?" This rude behavior didn't seem to make her angry, she just stared at the mourning team opposite, and said to me without looking back: "It's not a thing." ”

She replied earnestly, but I was speechless. Maybe she meant it literally, but I barely laughed out loud in the midst of the tension. It's not a thing, haha, it's not a thing.

As if they didn't see me, the team of red-clothed centaurs came out of the woods, and the two rows of beast-headed people began to blow suona and gongs, and the teeth of joy were extremely strong. When the stand-ins on the opposite side saw the heads of the beasts, the ghost fire in their eyes was a little stronger, and they rushed over with a wave of mourning sticks. The woman in red waved her hand, and the beast-headed monsters behind her also pounced.

The two sides were in full swing, but on the whole, the family sending team had the upper hand. The mourning sticks in the hands of those stand-ins hit the beast-headed monster, and the beast-headed monster just screamed in pain, and a puff of white smoke rose from its body, but it did not lose its combat effectiveness. On the other hand, every time the beast-headed monster slaps, to be precise, it should be a claw (these people's fingernails are scary), and those stand-ins seem to be burning, and there is no fire, but they are covered with black smoke and turned into ashes.

The middle-aged military general didn't seem to care much when he saw this, he asked the coffin bearer to put the coffin down, and then looked at me coldly as if it had a deep meaning. This glance seemed to come from the depths of the Nine Shadows, gloomy and weird, making my hairs stand on end, and my bones were terrified. As if to see my nervousness, the middle-aged military general smiled and turned to lift the lid of the coffin.

The red-clothed sister, who was originally motionless, saw that the middle-aged military general was about to lift the coffin at this time, although I couldn't see her face clearly, but I also clearly felt the tension coming from her for the first time since I saw her.

Without waiting for me to ask, she slapped me directly into the sedan chair behind me without turning her head back to me, and then the four fox-headed sedan chairmen carried me and ran. Sitting in the sedan chair, I didn't feel pain in my chest, this palm seemed to be strong, but it was like a spring breeze. After entering the sedan chair, the terrifying feeling not only did not lessen, but became more and more intense, and my whole body trembled like chaff. Not because he was being carried by four beast-headed monsters, but because of the coffin in the distance. I shuddered and lifted the curtain and looked at the coffin, where the lid had been lifted.

As if someone had choked my throat, I was so breathless that my heart was pounding faster and faster, as if I knew that something scary was coming out of the coffin. This feeling of suffocation is really uncomfortable, I'm afraid I'm going to suffocate to death before the contents of the coffin come out.

Seeing that my eyes were rolling and I was confused, and I was about to turn my back on it, I saw the woman in red look back at me reluctantly, as if she had something to say to me. At this time, I felt that the sedan chair was like a car pressed against a big stone, and my head bumped back and forth with the top of the sedan chair, and then it seemed that someone pulled me, and I woke up from my dream. Just look at my grandmother holding my neck, I guess she was the one who woke me up just now.

When I opened my eyes, it was already dawn, and my grandmother was haggard and her hair was messy, and she looked at me nervously. I asked her what was wrong. She said that I was holding my neck with my hands just now, and my face was suffocating with a purple tongue, and if she hadn't shaken me with her life, I would have suffocated to death. I asked her what time it was, and she told me to hurry up and wash my face, and I would be there in two hours.

I was shocked, didn't I say that I would sit for three days and two nights, why is this about to arrive at the station? My grandmother told me that I had been asleep since the conductor sent us to the crew, and I had a high fever at first, which gradually subsided. When my grandmother was young, she often showed people some real illnesses, and she didn't call me when she saw that my breath was stable, but when I was weak after a fever. Who knew that since the morning, I have been shivering non-stop when I fall asleep, and I have just choked my neck, and then she is in a hurry and shakes me awake.

As soon as I heard that I had slept for three days, I guessed that my grandmother must not have closed her eyes in these three days. I have been dependent on my grandmother for two years, although I usually complain that she always forces me to memorize those dry and difficult things, but at this time, seeing my grandma's unkempt appearance, I still feel distressed. I asked my grandmother to go eat something, but she said she couldn't eat it, so she gave me five yuan to buy it myself.

When I stood up, I realized that we were already in the hard-seat carriage at this time, and in the whole carriage except for the two of us, only a few people were sitting in twos and threes near the door in front of us. I guess there were more people in the back, so my grandmother took me to the carriage and let the crew room out.

I didn't eat water and rice for three days, and when I woke up, I only felt hungry with my chest against my back. I bought two boxes of instant noodles and soaked them, and then asked my grandmother that she wouldn't eat anything, so I devoured them, and finally drank all the soup.

The winter in the Northeast is still much colder than in Shandong, and there are not too many things, so my grandmother took me out of the car with a small cloth bag. After getting out of the car, I took a taxi back home. No matter how much I knocked on the door, no one came, so my grandmother took me to my uncle. After seeing my uncle, my uncle was silent, and then picked up the phone in the house and called my parents. On the other side of the phone, my dad just told us to wait at home, and then hung up the phone.

Although it was small, I still felt the silence in the air, I didn't dare to ask more, and sat in the room with my grandmother without saying a word. After about half an hour's work, there was a horn outside, and my grandmother hurriedly took me out. I saw my dad sitting in the passenger seat of the taxi, and after looking at me, he said to get in the car, and then stopped talking, without the excitement and joy of reuniting for two years. Judging from the red and swollen circles under his eyes, he had just cried. It's hard to imagine what kind of things can make a seven-foot man cry?

There was no speech along the way, the driver seemed to have listened to my father's instructions before, and drove the car fast, but after half an hour's effort, the car came to a large factory in the suburbs, and in the distance you could see a big chimney in the middle of a row of big houses, and there was smoke in the chimney. Grandma saw this building from afar, her face turned pale, and then she saw her silently holding tears, and I asked her why she was crying, and she ignored me.

The taxi drove directly into the yard, and my dad got out of the car after throwing down a hundred yuan, and walked in front without looking back. My grandmother and I followed behind, and no one spoke. Although my dad had his back to me, I could tell from his constantly shrugging shoulders that he was crying.

The corridor was cold and cold, and there was a long bench not far away, on which sat three or three crying people, some crying and some persuading, I don't know why, I also felt inexplicably a little want to cry in my heart, I can't say whether it was a grievance or anything.

Finally, my dad moved into a room where my mom, my grandpa, my grandmother, and a bunch of relatives were there. My mom didn't see me, and my dad stopped in front of a wall. The whole wall is actually a large iron cabinet, with rows of iron drawers. At this time, my dad had gone from sobbing and crying to crying silently, his mouth wide open, but he couldn't move.

After a long time, one of my uncles opened the iron drawer, and there was a person lying inside, and I didn't even recognize it as my brother at first glance. He was naked, pale and white, and his limbs and stomach were swollen.

"Kowtow to your brother, your brother... Nope. The uncle's voice trembled a little. When I heard this, tears flowed down my eyes, and I felt unspeakably uncomfortable. Actually, my brother and I have met so many times, but the bloodline is a very magical thing, and my heart seems to be stuffed with something, and I can't speak. I knelt on the ground with a bang, kowtowed three times, and shouted brother. When my mother heard my voice, she fainted from crying, and a group of people worked hard for a long time before they were rescued again.

When I got home, I hid in the house alone, and that was the first time I heard my dad talk to my grandmother. I vaguely heard my dad ask my grandmother: "You said that I was a Kezi, why did you take it away from Tianci, is Gao X not for Tianci, and you don't care if you are not Jingsheng?" My grandmother seemed to be very excited, and shouted to my father: "Why did you die for God, I said that you didn't believe it if you were destined to have no children········" Both of them were excited, and their voices overlapped into non-stop arguments, mixed with my mother's cries.

Did my brother die for me? Or is my grandmother only caring about me and not my brother? I do not know. Later, I learned between the lines of the adult that the cause and effect of the incident.

It turned out that since I went to Shandong with my grandmother, my parents really missed me, and they were afraid that I would always call me and I would be disobedient and clamoring to come back, so I asked my grandparents to send my brother back two months later. My brother didn't like my mother at first, but my mother took care of him more carefully than me, and she also knew that she was a stepmother, for fear of complaining, so my brother wanted to buy anything, and even sometimes my brother did something wrong, and my mother was afraid that my father would beat him, so she secretly helped hide it. On my eighth birthday, my mom said to ask my brother to call me and get along with him when I came back. I didn't know that my brother's behavior was very abnormal that day, and he said that what was the use of calling and he couldn't stay together, and my mother thought that my brother rejected me, so she didn't say anything more. In the morning, my mom was a little unwell, so I called my dad to come back and go to the hospital for a check-up. At noon in the evening, my brother said that he was going out to play, and my dad didn't worry too much when he saw him go out with the brothers next door, and told him that you should come back early, and your mother was not feeling well today.

And just like that, my brother went out. After going out for a while, the sky gradually became cloudy, and then it began to rain heavily, and my dad waited left and right at home to see that my brother had not come back, so he went out with an umbrella to look for it. At that time, there were no buildings in the whole Daqing City, and the place where my family lived was even more remote, called Xixiawazi. There is only one bungalow area like ours within a radius of several miles, and it stands to reason that there is no distance to go, but my dad searched the entire bungalow area and couldn't find my brother.

My dad was about to call the police, and at this time, the two children next door were crying and running back, and my dad grabbed them and asked them what about my brother, and they said that my brother fell into the bubble. My dad hurriedly took the two children and asked them to look for them, and found an abandoned fish pond in the northwest of the bungalow area, and saw my brother's shoes still thrown there on the edge of the pond.

All the residents who got the letter ran out, and the police called the police. When the construction truck arrived, he began to brave the heavy rain to pump water, and when the water was drained, I saw my brother standing halfway up at the bottom of the pool, with one foot stuck in the mud. It stands to reason that there is buoyancy in the water, and the drowned people are generally floating on the water, even if the water sinks too much, I have not heard of anyone standing.