My mother was born on the fifteenth night of the ghost month, and I was in the cemetery, which was extremely fierce. Therefore, my life is feared by people in ancient times, to the yin, and the eight characters are too hard.

Grandma was afraid that her mother's ghost was too resentful, so she didn't make a dojo for her at that time, and buried it directly on the spot.

Every year on Mother's Death Day, she would lead me to see her, which was almost six years.

Mother's death day is coming soon, I have prepared incense, candles, paper money or something early, and I want to worship her.

Just the night before, my grandmother was invited by the village chief to go to the ancestral hall to do business, because a few days ago in our village suddenly died a lot of people from the Chen family.

Because of the inexplicable death, everyone thought that there was something unclean in the village, and many people began to scold me again.

So my grandmother agreed to go to the ancestral hall to summon spirits to see what was going on, and when I left, I was told not to go out without permission, especially not to go to the cemetery.

I waited for my grandmother all night and didn't come back, thinking about my mother, so I went to the cemetery alone in the morning with a basket full of incense, candles, paper money, and brought the two white rabbit toffees I left to my mother.

The cemetery is at the pass at the head of the village, and I heard that many people were unjustly killed here during the Cultural Revolution in the early years, and they were all buried in a pit.

When the turmoil ended, the villagers felt that they were too pitiful, so they dug up the bones and buried them separately.

But because of their age, these people are left with a pile of white bones, and they can't tell who is who, so when everyone buries them, they will inevitably wear a crown and Li Dai.

As a result, there are rumors that this area is haunted, and few people hide here anymore.

But I'm naughty and bold by nature, and I don't care about these rumors.

The cemetery was deserted, overgrown with weeds, and rustled when the wind blew. The white bones can be seen everywhere in the grass, all of which are extra bones from the kind burial of the people in the village at that time.

My mother was passing by here at night and had an accident and gave birth to me here.

She was buried on the westernmost slope of the cemetery, and I had to cross the whole cemetery to get there. The cemetery was chosen by her grandmother, saying that this place could suppress her resentment that she died in childbirth.

When I arrived at the cemetery, it was not yet noon, and it was shining brightly, but it felt very cold here. The reeds on both sides of the path grew taller than me, and I couldn't see the road ahead.

I was in a hurry to go to my mother's grave, so I wrapped my head in a turban, and buried my head in the reeds. Walk forward while brushing aside the reed leaves.

The little bell in my hand was swept by these leaves, and it looked very strange in this deserted cemetery, and the more I went in, the thicker the reeds became.

I couldn't see my mother's grave for a long time, and I felt a little lost.

"Mother, Xiao Qi has come to see you, mother, don't scare me." I was a little scared and stood in the reeds and shouted.

But the cry seemed to startle the reeds that filled the cemetery, and all of them pressed down on me, and I hurriedly took the basket and ran away.

"Mother, mother!"

I shouted as I ran, but I stepped on a round thing and slipped under my feet, and rolled straight down.

There was a slope in the reeds, and I couldn't control my body and rolled down the slope, and the incense, candles, and paper money in the basket fell to the ground.

In desperation, I grabbed a clump of reeds to stabilize my body, and when I looked up at the round thing, it was actually a white skull.

I looked down the skull, only to see that the path I passed was littered with skeletons.

What's even more terrifying is that the roots of these reeds have a layer of red, sticky like blood, faintly exuding a faint rancid smell.

I couldn't help but pull a clump of reeds to see what was underneath, but I tore off a large chunk of mud at once. Beneath the dirt was a rotting human face entwined in reed roots.

Isn't this Uncle Chen from the neighbor's house who died only two days ago?

I remember that he was obviously carried up to the Chen Family Ancestral Hall on Camel Mountain and buried, how did he appear here?

Uncle Chen doesn't like to see me the most on weekdays, and he curses me when he sees me, so I hate him too, so I grabbed a handful of mud and threw it at him, but accidentally pulled off a clump of reeds.

I subconsciously glanced at it and found that there was also a human face under the root, which was also entangled, rotten and swollen by the reed roots, and I could vaguely identify the old grandmother of the Chen family who died at the beginning of the month.

I clearly remember that she was also buried in the Chen Clan Ancestral Hall, how could she appear here?

My heart tightened, I held my breath and pulled out a clump of reeds, and saw that under the roots was half a bloody face, wasn't this the little boy who had come to our house?

I was so frightened that I got up and ran out of the cemetery, but no matter how I ran, the reeds were like an impermeable wall, and I ran wherever I went, and there was nowhere to escape.

Suddenly there was a strong wind around me, and the sky instantly darkened, and layers of black mist spread out of the reeds, and I couldn't see anything around me at all.

I tried to run out, crying and calling for grandma, but to no avail.

I vaguely heard this strange voice in the wind, "You...... Come...... Laa...... I...... One...... Straight...... At...... Wait...... You. ”

The voice seemed to come from all directions, sometimes near and sometimes far away, running after me.

"Qi'er, come here, come here!"

As I was running, a woman suddenly appeared in the reeds in front of me, wearing a white shirt with broken flowers, a pair of black trousers, and two braids.

She is good-looking, with beautiful big eyes and a melon-shaped face. She was waving at me and calling me Qi'er.

I was stunned for a moment, stopped to wipe the tears and snot from my face, and just looked at her like that.

Is she a mother? Isn't my mother dead?

"Come here, child, let my mother take a look at you."

I saw that she was smiling so lovingly, and suddenly my nose was sore, and I cried timidly, and walked towards her timidly.

"Qi'er!"

I had just taken a step when a loud shout came from behind me. I looked back and saw a woman with messy hair standing behind me, also wearing a floral white shirt and black pants, the only difference was that her face was dead gray and her body still smelled of rancidity.

"Qi'er, I'm the mother." Her voice was terrifying, trembling.

"Qi'er, come here, come here."

Another beautiful lady also shouted, and I subconsciously moved a step towards her, because I thought that my mother was like that, beautiful, generous, and clean.

And the rancid woman in front of me is definitely not my mother.

"Qi'er, don't go over, I'm the mother." The woman shouted urgently.

I was stunned and at a loss where I was standing. I don't know which one is my mother, or if neither of them is my mother.

At this moment, a loud birdsong suddenly sounded in mid-air. I looked up and saw a large, black-covered vulture pounced on me with its beak open.