Finally, as if he had seen enough, Grandpa threw the 'sarcoma' in his hand on the ground. The foot stepped down hard, as if it exploded, and the blood in the 'flesh' tumor spurted out. The stench in the air suddenly became stronger!

"Don't wait for tomorrow, the Zhang family, the Li family and the Ye family, call all the people. We're going to dig Shen Hongyi's grave tonight. Cremate it for me on the spot. I'd like to see what else she dares to do! After saying that, Grandpa took the lead and walked out.

A short time later, he walked in again and brought me a bowl of water to drink. The faces of the elders around him changed drastically, and they just wanted to say something. But Grandpa gave them a stern look. Immediately, everyone swallowed the words that ran to their throats.

I squinted and saw a few pieces of yellow paper ash floating above the bowl of clear water. It looks very unhygienic. My stomach still hurts so badly that I certainly don't want to drink it.

Grandpa didn't care what I wanted, pinched my nose and poured it into my stomach.

Strange to say, where the clear water flowed, a cool feeling suddenly penetrated into the internal organs. The pain of nausea and convulsions in the stomach suddenly stopped, but the whole body was still weak and weak. My grandfather asked the villagers to carry me to the bamboo sedan chair, and a group of hundreds of people walked towards the 'chaotic' grave while sprinkling yellow 'colored' paper money.

On that day, it was the thirteenth day of the fifth month of the lunar calendar, and it was written on the yellow calendar that cremation should be avoided.

It was already moon time in the atrium outside the house, and he secretly glanced at the electronic watch on his wrist. It's already past 11 o'clock.

The remote and desolate night village is like a big cemetery. More than 100 people walked on the path with torches like wandering ghosts, forming a long dragon of more than 30 meters. I sat on the sedan chair, and the closer I got to the 'chaotic' grave, the more terrified I became.

In the depths of my heart, there is a faint trace of doubt. Why did that 'female' ghost find me? At the age of ten, I couldn't figure it out. But when I think about the weird things happening around me all the time, and I think it comes to me, it seems to make perfect sense.

In fact, I should be able to get along with her, at least it has been harmless to me all along. But today it's different, it's angry, it's eager to tear me apart. I could even feel the anger that hung over the village in the midnight darkness. As the 'chaotic' graves continue to approach, the resentment and fury are even more difficult to hide.

Not only me, but everyone felt the resentment coming from the 'chaotic' grave. The faint-hearted are even trembling.

Finally came to the 'chaotic' grave.

"Xiaoye, you point, where did you see Shen Hongyi's ghost?" Grandpa stood in front of the dividing line of the 'chaotic' grave and looked back at me.

"Where!" I winced and pointed to the dead tree not far away. The dry and long-dead tree, its branches were very hideous, like a pair of terrifying hands stretched straight to the sky.

The elder at the front of the line shuddered: "Yes, more than thirty years ago, Shen Hongyi and her 'daughter' were buried under that tree. ”

"Dig!" Grandpa waved his hand.

Hundreds of people came up with shovels, hoes and other tools, and began to dig without a sound. Soon after, a layer of lime was dug up.

"That layer of lime is for disinfection, and it should be not far from the bones." An elder standing next to me muttered to himself.

Unexpectedly, after digging out the layer of lime, the excavation tools actually made a deafening metal hitting sound, and even splashed out sparks, and the original soft soil was inexplicably hard like marble. The villagers who were not mentally prepared at all could not stop numbling in pain.

Before everyone could react to what was going on, suddenly the ground shook and the entire 'chaotic' grave shook violently. The branches of the old trees kept falling, and some of them hit the top of the villagers' heads, and several people were immediately hit on the heads and bleeding. A good-looking whole book

Earthquake?

I looked around in confusion and confusion.

"Haunted, help!" I don't know who was the first to scream in fear, and suddenly, like a plague spreading, fear began to radiate in all directions. All the villagers threw away their tools and scattered and shouted in panic, all pulling out their 'legs' to escape from the 'chaotic' grave.

"Nonsense, get back to me. Whoever runs away will be punished tomorrow by clan rules. Grandpa roared, due to the closure of the night village for thousands of years, the patriarch was powerful. Under this roar, the originally panicked crowd actually stopped.

Grandpa nodded with satisfaction, only to see him slowly take out a piece of yellow sheet paper from his body, on which there were some incomprehensible ghost drawing talismans. It's just that the words on the characters are bright red like blood, and how do you look at the strokes, you feel that there is a strange irregularity.

He gently pasted the ghost talisman on the dead tree trunk, and suddenly, the heaven and earth, which had been constantly shaking, calmed down. The layer of earth, which was as hard as diamond, also sank down, revealing a huge pit of earth.

"Hmph, it's just a lonely ghost." Grandpa snorted coldly, and then his gaze stayed in the dirt pit.

I still don't understand the reason for his ghost drawings, and as I get older, it becomes more and more difficult for me to believe in the existence of ghosts and gods. Many years later, I tried to explain it with scientific methods. But that's another story.

Anyway, I tried to raise my head and look at the things in the pit. When I saw it clearly, my heart was half cold.

In the pit, two white bones hugged tightly. The corpse with a large skeleton hugged the small one hard. The bones were littered with rotted clothes. Even if the corpse has long since lost its skin and 'flesh', the pain and despair of those two people before their death can still be seen.

The old dead tree, its roots wrapped the two corpses like a coil of silk. Thirty years should have left some skin and 'flesh', but those skin 'flesh' ** were all used as nutrients for dead trees. In the end, only a skeleton that is difficult to decompose and digest remains.

"Pick out all the bones and burn them, and remember that not a single bone is missing." Looking at the hollow 'holes' in the two skulls in the pit, Grandpa sighed.

The order was strictly enforced, and all the bones were taken and put together and placed on the ground. Then a fire was raised. Grandpa's eyes unblinkingly watched as the villagers threw their bones into the fire and burned them. The bones made a slight popping sound in the fire, and then one by one they were carbonized and turned to ashes.

I also watched with wide eyes, and I don't know how long it took, and suddenly found that the pile of flames had turned into the appearance of Shen Hongyi. She had her long hair scattered and opened her bloody mouth at me, her mouth full of fangs.

She lunged at me.

"Xiaoye, you broke your promise, you let them burn me." Shen Hongyi's face was covered with the skin of a toad, and he screamed.

"You broke your promise. I'm going to eat you. She quickly pounced on me.

"Xiaoye, what's wrong with you?" My dad next to me pulled me hard. I came back to my senses, where did Shen Hongyi come from in front of me, and what he pounced on in front of me was just a cloud of smoke.

Things seem to be over. After all, the bones of that terrible ghost had also been reduced to ashes.

But for me, it's far from the end. Since that day, I have been hearing Shen Hongyi's miserable screams after being burned, and she has been repeating five words.

"I'm going to eat you."

My 'spirit' was about to collapse, and every day I huddled in the corner and shivered with fear. Even an experienced grandfather didn't have a good idea, until one day, he brought a 'girl' child to me.

The 'girl' seemed to be only a year younger than me, and she was wearing a red 'colored' dress. Her face was extremely 'fine', and her big black eyes seemed to be full of soul-penetrating energy. The 'female' child is indescribably beautiful, but there is no smile on her face.

"Xiaoye, this is your guardian 'girl'. She will follow you and protect you for the rest of your life! Grandpa's face was full of seriousness.

I glanced up at the 'girl' child, but I was so frightened that I almost fainted. This 'girl' child is like a miniature version of the powerful ghost Shen Hongyi.

Since then, the guardian 'woman' who terrified me has been by my side every step of the way. Until I left the village.

But since she had her protection, Shen Hongyi's voice has never echoed in my mind.

Unexpectedly, that terrifying experience left a deep wound in my heart, looking back, it has been ten years.

Some say that if Cinderella does not become a princess, she may turn into a stone.

Because, there are some things that are destined to be lost, destined to be worse than the next.

For example, beauty, for example, a beautiful 'girl' whose source of self-confidence depends entirely on her appearance, when her appearance fades into 'color', she has to find something else to replace it. For example, a very good quality of life, such as the abundant 'spirit' world, it is best to have something that will never disappear once you have it. Its eternity is the foundation of self-confidence.

Accidentally pulled away, hello, I'm silent at night.

Sometimes I always think about a question. What would have become if there had been no me in this world, or if there had never been one? After thinking about it, I got a very interesting answer. The world would still be fine without me. Tomorrow the sun will rise as usual, and the earth will still rotate at a subtle speed.

It's just that the memories of people who have 'intersected' with me will no longer have the existence of this person who is silent at night, and it may be better without me in their lives. At least many people won't die for no reason because I'm involved in a bizarre case. They will live the same day with them, they will finish their studies, they will go into a busy and cold society, they will enjoy a two-day vacation a week, and a long trip twice a year. Or maybe without me, they and they would still be involved in weird things and die in them. It's far away, but it's true. Many questions are as unsolved as the 'chicken' or the egg. Life, after all, cannot be answered by any simple or complex formula.