I opened my mouth, only to find that there was no sound coming out of my throat.

Forget it, even if a man encounters something terrifying, it doesn't seem to be suitable for screaming.

The most important thing is that Lao Tzu finally understands that I have met the legendary "Namao".

Since I was a child, my neighbors will only call me Xiao Yangyang, and will not call me Yu Kangyang by name and surname. Damn, I didn't even see such a big flaw, and I almost suffered from it!

When I was little, I remember my mother telling me a story about taking hair:

When my mom first got married, my dad and his three brothers were still living together in the old house. At that time, there was no entertainment in the countryside, and a village with a television could be counted on one finger. After dark, people would go to rest early after washing their feet, and the activity of making people has become one of the few forms of entertainment at night for people at that time.

One night, my mother faintly heard someone calling the name of my second uncle's son, intermittently, about two or three times, my cousin's answer came from the side room of my second uncle's house, and then, my mother heard the sound of his door opening, as if someone had walked out. After a while, all the lights in his house were turned on, and the sound of my second uncle and them talking was heard, and after a crackling sound, the door slammed shut, and a series of panicked footsteps came from the courtyard.

The next day, my mother found out that my cousin had been "haired" by a ghost the night before. It turned out that the night before, when my cousin was sleeping, he heard my second uncle calling his name at the door, and he said yes after being woken up, and then my cousin opened the door and walked out by himself as if he was bewitched. Fortunately, his parents found out early, and when they found him, he was standing barefoot under the bamboo forest at the intersection, talking to himself. If I had been one step late, I would have gone to the grave to eat soil like Li Jin.

After my cousin was found, he was seriously ill, so it was better to find someone to see him.

I wondered, was it true that the ghosts at that time were also like us rural people with poor resources, who came out to entertain people when they couldn't find entertainment activities?

The camera pulls back to reality.

The hen's terrible face was reflected in the window, as if it was about to break through the window in the next second, and in my panic, I jerked through the curtain and covered the window tightly.

The little hen's voice was still echoing in his ears, but this time it became his own voice: "Xiao Yangyang, I am your old cousin, you went to my house a few days ago to pull the pig, don't you remember?" Hurry up and open the door for me to come in and sit, I'm looking for you. ”

I swallowed hard, stared at the curtain and said, "Don't pretend, you're dead, the police have come to your house, and you still want to harm me." ”

"Nonsense, I'm not dead, I don't believe you came out to take a look." The little hen's voice was bewitching.

"Hmph, I don't want to look at it, I'm dead of this heart." I sneered, a fool would believe its words, and it was almost the same as going out to give away someone's head.

When the plan was discovered, the little hen became angry: "Do you think you can escape the palm of my hand? If you come out obediently, I will only settle the account on you, or your family will also suffer! ”

Its words made my heart tremble, I didn't do anything, why did this thing resent me?

"I didn't kill you, why are you pestering me?" I'm a little angry.

"Hmph, what good deeds have you done yourself, you won't forget, right?" There was a cold laugh outside the window, and her voice was full of hatred: "Originally, Cui Hong had no chance to kill me, but you just let her go on the day when my bad luck was very bad, and what is even more hateful is that you also told the police the hiding place of her corpse, so that she escaped from a place that could limit her ability, so that I couldn't find her for revenge after I died, and now I have to sprinkle this resentment on you, who let you meddle in your affairs!" ”

As soon as I heard it, after sorting out my thoughts a little, I understood a rough idea: on the night of the battle between the ghosts, Cui Hong was about to use a good time to kill the little hen, no wonder she died for so long to take revenge, but who knew that by mistake, I happened to release Cui Hong again, which allowed her to successfully complete the revenge plan, and finally made me now attract the resentment of the little hen.

"Hey, can you be reasonable? If I hadn't bumped into Cui Hong that night, she wouldn't have killed you, besides, you were the first to do evil, and you didn't know how to reflect when you died, and you had to make mistakes again and again. I was very aggrieved and said, "Besides, I also pleaded with her for you, but people insisted on not agreeing, I almost died in Cui Hong's hands because of you, do you say I am wronged?" ”

"Okay, even if you don't blame you for this incident, it was you who revealed to the police that I killed Cui Hong, right?" I could even hear the little hen gritting its teeth.

"Every citizen, every citizen has the obligation to provide clues to the police, you can't blame me, the current criminal investigation technology is so advanced, your matter will be exposed sooner or later, I just speed up the detection of the case." When I said these words, I was a little lacking in confidence.

"Don't talk about this bullshit to Lao Tzu! You're going to pay the price anyway! There was a loud bang on the windowsill, like the sound of a scoop falling on the ground, and then, there was no movement outside the window, and the hen seemed to be gone.

Alas, look at the little hen, this is a loss of unculture! Not to mention the legal blindness, he has committed a major sin and is still unconscious, unrepentant, and stubborn, just like a primitive person who has no enlightenment, he can't listen to him when he reasones, and he also starts a temper.

I advise girls not to look for boyfriends in the future, and boys are the same.

After the sound passed, the lights in the hall came on.

When I opened the door, it was my father.

"Dad, where are you going?" I asked, standing in front of the door.

"Go to the toilet, you don't sleep so late, what are you doing?" My dad yawned.

"Wait! Don't go out yet! "I hurriedly stopped my dad.

"What's wrong?" My dad turned to look at me puzzled.

I sneered for a moment, and finally said, "...... The hen is outside, and you still go out after dawn. ”

As soon as I finished speaking, my father's face instantly turned a little pale, but he quickly regained his composure, and he didn't ask anything more, just responded: "Well, I know." ”

Then my dad picked up an empty drink bottle from the table and walked straight to the spare room behind the family god, followed by the sound of water being released.

After a while, my father walked out and looked at me strangely: "Why are you still here, go to sleep, and talk about something tomorrow." ”

I pointed to my dad's room, "Slow down and remember to remind my mom." ”