My name is Yang Zhendong, nicknamed Daring, at that time the countryside said that the cheap name is easy to feed, the more cheap the name is the more productive when you grow up, so at that time, donkeys, dog eggs, dung and other cheap names have everything, I was born in the Republic of China for six years, that is, in 1917, my family lived in a small village in the mountains of Lunan Province.

At the beginning, there were many old mansions in the village. My time was bitter, it was more bitter than Coptis chinensis, it was an era of warlord scuffle, life and souls, there were too many people who died in natural disasters and man-made disasters, so in the surrounding graveyards, all kinds of evil things and spirits were often encountered, like what wild dog spirits, undead zombies, black big men, Wong Tai Sin, hanged ghosts, snake spirits, tree monsters, ghosts, ghosts, black and white road gods, etc., or frightening people, or revenge, or playing tricks on people, or avoiding disasters and so on.

For seeing these things, it is no longer strange, take the ghost hitting the wall as an example, it is rare now, but at that time it was a common thing, there are generally two kinds of ghosts hitting the wall, the first is those animal fairies teasing people, when encountered, no matter how to go, they will go to the same place, this kind of general will not harm people, are those foxes and white willows and other elves are taking people for fun, if you want to crack, it is generally not difficult, as long as you learn donkey rolling, or learn donkey barking to get out, so you hear the donkey calling in the middle of the night, that must be who met the ghost hitting the wall.

The second kind is called ghost hitting the wall is also called ghost blowing the lamp, when encountered, it is like walking on the road of the underworld, you can't see anything around, the wind around you is gusting, you can clearly feel that someone is blowing cool air into your neck, or someone is crying around you, or the kind of vague call your name. Don't look back when you encounter it, and you can't answer, because there are three life-saving lamps on people's bodies, one on the top of the head, two on the shoulders, as long as you turn around, you will extinguish a life-saving lamp, if the three lights are extinguished, then the consequences will be serious, as for the name can not be agreed, according to the old man, it is those lonely souls and wild ghosts looking for a substitute, only to do this deliberately, when encountering such a thing, you can only rely on your life.

I want to remember these strange things I have encountered, all write again, our village is old, there was a royal history back then, the imperial history flourished in our village, once prosperous for a while, and then encountered the war, the imperial history family has since disappeared, become the cloud of the past, leaving only some ruins of the old house. The year I was born coincided with troubled times, but we ordinary people just want to farm, we don't care who is the emperor, today the Qing Dynasty, tomorrow the Republic of China, and the day after tomorrow Yuan Datou is the emperor, but these have nothing to do with the people.

I have two acres of thin land at home, harvested into crops, mixed with wild vegetables or something, can also make up a half-full, looking for wild vegetables in the spare time can also go to the village private school, looking for Mr. Two to know some family names and thousands of characters or something, remember that Mr. Two with a pair of glasses, is the landlord Jia landlord on the village with a bag of wheat invited to teach. The name of the landlord Jia is Jia Renyi, full of benevolence and morality, and he is a man and a prostitute. In order to show our benevolence, let us poor children go to a private school to study. I learned a lot of words with this second gentleman, which made my father, who didn't know a basket of big words, very happy, and I went back home and said again, maybe I could get an egg as a reward, and the eggs were delicacies from the mountains and seas in those years.

We had another great drought here, and it didn't rain all summer, and when we saw that there was another famine, rumors spread for a while, saying that there were drought ghosts in our mass graves here, that is, drought fish. The age of fifteen or sixteen is exactly the age of not knowing the height of the sky, and on this day I led my brother Fool and Skinny Monkey to Mr. Two to ask what a drought is. Silly and skinny monkey, the three of us grew up together, although the fool is a little smaller than me, but he is taller than me, tall and big, a bit of a person as his name suggests. The long head of the thin monkey is thin, the neck is thin, and the legs are thin, and the courage is extraordinary. The big name of the fool is Li Baoguo, the big name of the thin monkey is Yu Tianning, our big names are all given by Mr. Er, and it is worth showing off to have a tuba that year, so there is no need to call Zhang San and Li Si.

We walked to the private school, and watched Mr. Er look at the sky with his beard in his hand, only the landlord's cub Jia Mingzu studied there in the private school, we poor people, can't eat, how can we have the heart to study, but Jia Mingzu's family has money, and he doesn't worry about food and clothing at all, Jia's family has a big business, but Jia Mingzu is a waste, except for reading and writing, catching fish, touching shrimp, catching birds and going up trees, nothing else, so we poor children are not rare to play with him.

We walked up to Mr. Two, and called Mr. respectfully, Mr. Two put his hand on the bottom of the wine bottle on the frame in his eyes, touched his beard and said, "It turns out that you three are stubborn, why don't you three come to study?" ”

I said, "Sir, we can't eat, so how can we study." ”

Mr. Er glared, then shook his head and said, "Confused, do you know that there is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book." You will know a lot when you read the book. ”

I said, "Is there a white-flour steamed bun in the book, sir?" It's okay to have a few nests, I'm hungry to death. ”

Mr. Er's face was black, his angry goatee was pouting, and he said, "Rotten wood can't be carved." ”

I hurriedly said, "Sir, don't be angry, we also want to study, but this year, our family has been cut off, and we have to find food everywhere, and there is no way to study." The people in the village said that there must be a drought, what is this drought? ”

Mr. Two said: "Drought is changed by zombies, and often where there is a drought, there will be a big drought in that place." ”

I said, "Drought is a zombie?" ”

Mr. Two nodded and said, "Yes, the dead people within a hundred days of death have changed." The corpses of the dead who have become marls do not decompose, grass does not grow on the graves, and water seeps from the graves, and the droughts will carry water to their homes at night. Only after burning the drought, it rained. ”

I turned around and left, and Mr. Two asked me where I was going, and I said loudly that I was looking for a dry fish. Mr. Two said angrily behind me: "You can't teach your son, you can't teach your son." ”

I didn't care about this, I led the fool and the thin monkey towards the mass grave, and the thin monkey looked at it and said, "Brother Daring, what are you doing here?" ”

I said, "There are a lot of new dead people in the mass graves in Beiling, let's go there and see if there are any graves that don't grow grass, and if there are, find an adult to pick up the dry fish in the grave and burn it, and it will rain." ”

The thin monkey said: "Brother, that troubled grave is very tight, I heard that it is sometimes haunted during the day, but it is scary, let's not go." ”

I said, "Look at you, just a little bit of courage, this is less daring than a chicken, I ask you, have you seen it with your own eyes?" ”

The skinny monkey said, "No, I always listen to others." ”

I said, "That's it, our second grandfather said, we are all children, and the firepower on our bodies is strong, don't recruit those dirty things, let's just go in and have a look, and if we can't find it, we will come out." ”

The fool looked down on the thin monkey the most, so he said: "If the thin monkey is afraid, go home, I will go with Brother Daring, there are a few peach trees in that mass grave, it just so happens that Brother Daring and I share it, and there is no share of you." ”

The thin monkey said, "Just go, who is afraid?" I don't believe I can bite my bird off. ”

The fool said, "That is, the man dies and the bird faces upward, and he will not die for thousands of years." ”

I said, "Bah, what are you two talking about?" I'll tell you, I've been there several times, but there's nothing, so let's go in and see if there's any grass growing and there's a wet grave on it. ”

We passed through a persimmon forest, this persimmon forest is a lot, there are many stone towers in it, it is a place to throw the child who died young, we don't want to stay here, so we walked towards the mass grave of the North Ridge, I heard that in the early years of this mass grave is the cemetery of everyone, there was a royal history in the Daoguang years, and then the family of the imperial history has no descendants, everyone wants to dip the light of the imperial history, and the second is that there is no land without the owner, so the dead people on the village are buried on it, so that the mountains are full of grave buns.

Looking towards the small hill below, I saw towering trees everywhere, because it was a cemetery, at that time, no one used the wood in the cemetery to make furniture, so it grew green and lush, very lush, so that the whole North Ridge was gloomy. I looked at it for a while, and my mind was hot, so I walked towards the small hill, in front of this small hill is a large persimmon forest, in the countryside belongs to the desert, is a place to throw the dead children, one by one stone towers, those stone towers are small houses, such a place we don't need to find, now we have to look for the new graves behind, so the three of us are dead children, along the road in the middle of the north ridge, towards the ridge, the road under our feet, it is said to be the Shinto, that is, the dead to the other world, the road to take.

As we walked, a foul smell hit us, and we hurried to find the source of the stench, only to see a new grave that had been picked up by something, and clothes and wreckage were scattered all over the ground, and the stench came from there.