On the way home, I encountered a ghost hitting the wall, and there was always an extended road in front of me, and I couldn't find my destination. Later, I finally saw something else, a red lantern, a bewildering color, like it was soaked in human blood. My first thought was that it was over, I ran into something dirty, and I subconsciously prepared to turn back, but when I turned around and saw where I came, there was only a dark space left, and even the trees couldn't see the outline, and it seemed impossible to turn back. I'm afraid I won't be able to do it if I stay where I am, because the darkness behind me is getting closer and closer to me, and it will definitely swallow me up soon, I don't know what exists in the dark space, but I know that it must be a very dangerous creature. Based on this point of view, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and move forward. Looking at the light in the lantern, I began to feel much safer, probably believing that there was light in a place than in the dark. Human nature is like this, although sometimes dark places are safer, we will always lose to the psychological suggestion of "light is safe".

After a short walk along the path, the red lantern disappeared, gradually disappearing instead of suddenly disappearing, and it felt like something was watching me in the dark, deliberately trying to scare me. After the red lantern disappeared, I cried out in my heart, the light was gone, so what would rush towards me in front of me? With this thought, I took a few steps back, almost instinctively. In hindsight, I really regretted it, and if I had been moving forward with my mind at that time, I might not have encountered something bad.

It was only after I took a few steps back that I felt a little unsteady, and although it was not as dark as before, it was still a little difficult to see, and I leaned down a little to make sure that there was a pond behind me. The surrounding light began to become clearer, as if the moon had just woken up, slow and lazy. As everyone knows, the moon has never been obscured by a cloud tonight, and it has always been such a light, but I couldn't see it at the time.

Before I could get up, I saw that the water seemed to ripple, and I had to look more closely to find out what fish and shrimp happened to come across!

I looked straight at the water, but the ripples were gone, and I wondered, just when I thought I wouldn't have it, I seemed to see a small patch of turquoise rising up, and I was just about to get away from the shore when I saw a face that had been soaked and rotted for a long time, with white skin and black flesh turned out, and it was scaring me enough at this glance, and it was coming in my direction, faster and faster. As soon as I was in a hurry, I didn't stand on my feet, so I sat on the muddy floor. Before I could get up, I saw a swollen hand on my left foot, just there, and I carefully removed my foot for fear of disturbing it.

Before I could move away completely, another hand appeared, and this time they strained themselves in one place, grabbed my feet and dragged them into the water. I'm not the one who sits still, clinging to the mud around me, my nails are swollen with mud, and I feel painful, but I don't dare to let go of my strength. The hands couldn't pull me down, so I simply stopped, and began to climb up my left leg, this body has been soaked for too long, I estimate that the joints are no longer flexible, because this will work hard to reach my knees, through the light I can also see this corpse clearly, the blistered body does not have a piece of good meat, it is all white, rotten like a ball of dough with too much water, and it also exudes a disgusting fishy smell, its hair is still there, it is like moldy green things, Could it be that it still grows its hair after it dies? Oh my God, what do I think?! ~I wanted to kick it, and I did it, and every time I kicked it, I felt more disgusted. Water is bubbling out of the flesh I touch, and if I climb any further, I'm not far from death.

I could only kick it down harder, and I found that it was still useless, so I scolded while resisting, "Your uncle's dead water ghost, alive to suffer, dead and fucking want to pull me as a back, if you don't let go, wait for me, wait and see, wait for me to go to the water and beat you to the point that there is not even a single hair left, you better bless me that I don't die after beating you, otherwise Lao Tzu will die and trap you in the most fucking disgusting place for eternity, you don't let go yet, don't you?。。。。。。 Kick you to death, believe it or not, I plucked all your hairs。。。。。。 I scolded and scolded the water ghost and began to retreat, and I became more enthusiastic and kicked harder, and after a while I heard a bang in the water, and I knew that the water ghost must be going back. I don't know if it was scared away by me, or if it ran away from lack of water.

In short, I didn't delay for a moment to get up and run, and the way back was clear, and I ran in the direction I had just run to the end to the familiar road. I didn't dare to stop all the way, and I didn't dare to gasp for breath until I got home. I was also afraid to think about it, in case I really got into the water, I couldn't beat the water ghost, I patted my chest to soothe the fierce beating heart. Afterwards, I went to look for the pond, of course, in broad daylight with a few friends. But I couldn't find the pond anymore. I guess it was the backwater ghost who blinded me so that I could get lost and go into its territory, but the lantern seemed to show me the way, and I couldn't guess what was trying to guide me away from danger.

There is a saying among the folk that people who die unjustly in the water must not be reincarnated and suffer from the cold, unless they find a substitute, and the night is a good time to start, just wait quietly for the people passing by, and then die and pull, even if they know how to water, most of them will drown in the water. It's just that pedestrians who walk at night will deliberately avoid the pond and avoid the distance, so the water ghosts who can't wait will also do it during the day, and the most common bait in the past is the washerwoman, who turns into fish and shrimp, or clothes, and attracts the washerwoman into the deeper water, waiting for the opportunity to start. But the water ghosts who do it during the day will become less courageous, and they are always afraid of being discovered, which may be related to the memory of persecution before death!

After that time, I was even more scared of being alone at the water's edge, but I didn't expect to be dealing with the water at some point after that, but I'll save that for later.

In addition to ghosts and monsters, there are also gods in the water, such as the Yellow River has the water god Hebo, and the power in charge of water has the Water Sun Xingjun, and there are also co-workers before. So don't be overly afraid of the river, just be careful.