Uncle Liu and the child drank a lot of water, it was very heavy, and there was no one to help it, if I wasn't strong enough, I wouldn't have been able to climb a cliff dozens of meters high. Halfway through, I grabbed the rope, stepped on the cliff, rested three times, and an hour later, the villagers saw that I had really climbed up on the side of the road, and fled to a hundred meters away, and I carried two corpses on my back, and it took me half an hour to return to the concrete road.

I was actually very tired, but Uncle Liu's death made me hate myself, and the pain caused by this hard bracing, as well as the pain of the knees, elbows, ankles and other parts worn out and bleeding while climbing, made me feel a little more comfortable.

The child was already unrecognizable, and his parents were crying so much that they collapsed on the ground and couldn't get up, and they didn't dare to come to claim it.

"I'll bury you, child, and you can come to incense in the future!" I shouted.

The child's mother knelt on the ground, crying and crying, she was kowtowing to me, and the villagers stopped doing it.

"Neither the child nor Liu Gui can be buried in Angelica Village, you will either be buried in the river or buried on the Guillotine Mountain." A village woman shouted, not knowing her name.

I carried the corpse on my back and walked towards the villagers, who were so frightened that they retreated, and the father of the child dragged the mother of the child behind.

"Xiao Jiang, don't hurt everyone." Xiong Lao Liu stood up and said, "You buried your uncle in the barren mountain behind the Bai ancestral hall, and no one took care of it there. ”

"Village chief, he snatched the corpse from the Water Dragon King and the water ghost, and it will definitely affect everyone in the future, you have to let him go to live in the Bai Ancestral Hall." Uncle Cousin shouted.

"He's your nephew, and the Bai Clan's ancestral hall is about to collapse." Xiong Lao Liu said.

"Let the couple pay for the repairs." Uncle Cousin said to the child's parents.

The villagers echoed one after another, and Xiong Lao Liu whispered something to the child's parents, and the child's father nodded quickly, took out a wad of money from his pocket and put it on the ground.

"Xiao Jiang, you take this money and repair the ancestral hall." After Xiong Lao Liu finished speaking, he led everyone back.

I walked over, picked up 30,000 yuan, and walked towards the Bai ancestral hall with the two corpses on my back.

I called someone to bring two coffins, but they only refused to deliver them to the door of the Bai ancestral hall, and I spent three hours, tied with ropes, and pulled up the mountain one by one. I dug two pits and waited until it was dark, then I buried them, burned the incense paper, set off some firecrackers, and then lay down on the grave to sleep, it was so tiring, it is not our custom to guard the grave, but what else can I do.

In the middle of the night, I woke up in the rain, and it rained by the river, let alone summer. When I opened my eyes, I saw a little boy standing next to me, holding a large branch, as if to keep me out from the rain. At this time, there was a loud thunder, he trembled with fright, lightning streaked across the sky, and I saw that he was naked, so he wore red pants, his face was pale, and there was no expression at all.

It was paralyzed, so scared that I got up and ran, I almost peed my pants, the grass was wet with rain and it was difficult to walk, the soles of my feet slipped, I fell heavily to the ground, and my ass was about to break.

"Big brother, don't be afraid......," the little boy spoke, his voice as if in my ear.

I grinned and touched my ass to get up and continue to escape, but suddenly a big branch appeared above my head, and he actually stood behind me, shielding me from the rain, and I ran more than a hundred meters.

"You...... Is it a ghost...... Ghost? I asked, it seemed that I would not be able to outrun him, so it was better to lie on the ground and pretend to be pitiful.

The little boy stood there, looking down at me, not speaking, and I found that he never blinked, allowing the rain from the branches and leaves to splash into his eyes.

"I didn't hurt you." I say.

"I know, I'm just protecting you from the rain, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold." He said.

This little ghost still makes me a little moved, except for Uncle Liu, no one treats me so well, although he is expressionless and pale, but there is no malice.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Wang Xiaofeng."

"How old are you?"

"Eight."

"Oh, you go, don't come out again, it's scary enough, little brother, everyone has a life, and I am also a bad life, I can't help you." As I spoke, my buttocks moved slowly, trying to rub into a stable place down the hill and get up and run away, but he was very ignorant and followed me closely, he was clearly standing on the slope, with slippery grass under his feet, but he was very steady.

"Big brother, can you help me engrave my name on the grave? Otherwise, I'm afraid that my parents won't find it, I miss them. The child said.

"Okay, okay, no problem, I'll do it tomorrow."

"Go back to your father's house and sleep, I'm afraid of thunder, and I'm going back to the grave." He handed me the branch, and I hurriedly followed. "Don't worry about your dad, I'll talk to him." He said.

I held the branches of the tree, sat on the ground and did not dare to move rashly, the rain beat the leaves and horned, I mustered up the courage to look back, there was nothing, I got up and ran, and when I fell, I got up as fast as I could. I've been holding the branches, it's damn amazing, what kind of rain can this thing hold? But my hand was so frightened that I couldn't let go of it, and I probably didn't think about it at all.

Back at the ancestral hall, I found a corner to shelter from the rain, the one I lived in before had collapsed more than half, only one corner was a little dry, I was too tired, and I slept against the wall.

Thunder roared, lightning was like a knife, I leaned against the wall, as if the top of my head had been hit by tiles, when I opened my eyes it was too late, the two earthen walls in the corner fell down with a bang, and the bricks and tiles instantly covered my vision and knocked me unconscious.

The sun's rays pierced through the cracks in the bricks and shone on my eyes, and I knew I was still alive, my head had been smashed, and my body was in pain, but it was fine. When I opened my eyes, I saw a cloud of green, which startled me at first, because I thought of the green eyes of the female corpse under the water, and then I found that I was under a camphor tree, the camphor tree was short and stout, and it grew very strangely, and the thick and dense branches helped me block the bricks and tiles, otherwise I would have been stoned to death, there were some weeds in this room, but there were no camphor trees, and there were no such strange camphor trees in Angelica Village and the nearby mountains.

Pushing away the bricks and tiles above my head, I got up from inside, rummaged through the bricks and tiles, and I didn't see the branches pinched back last night, and the hairs on my back stood on end, could it be that the big branch that the little boy gave me last night saved me? I remembered that he said to me, "Go back to your father's house and sleep, which means that I don't want to sleep in this ancestral hall."

The water ghost I saw when I was six years old, it was like a nightmare, Uncle Liu tried his best to make me forget, and in the end it really didn't work, so he confused the public, and pretended to be a female ghost to play peek-a-boo with me in broad daylight, at first I was afraid, but after a long time, I got used to it, and when I thought of the female ghost, I remembered Uncle Liu's funny appearance, and as the days went by, I couldn't tell the truth from the false. I've never seen a ghost since then, and I'm a seventeen-year-old boy in red pants, and it's really scary.

But people saved my life, and I repaid it, so I hurriedly contacted the person who made the tombstone and made a tombstone for Uncle Liu and the little boy.

Then I called the carpenter in the nearest village and asked them to come and build me a small wooden house, there was no road here, it was not practical to build a brick house, and the car could not get in. The coffin is still pulled by people with ox carts, and 30,000 yuan, it has cost 5,000 yuan to buy a coffin as a tombstone, which is not enough to build a house, but the wooden house is easy to say, the materials can be cut up the mountain, there is no shortage of trees here, and maybe you can leave some money to buy some daily necessities.

After finishing this, I took the incense paper firecrackers and went up the mountain to take a look, there was nothing strange about it, except that there was a fresh fold in the bottom branch of the big camphor tree not far from the grave.

I knelt in front of their graves, "Little brother, thank you for saving my life, the tombstone will be there tomorrow." Both of you are a great favor to me, if you have any wishes, remember to tell me, and I will do it well. That one...... You don't have to show up, just dream! I've had nightmares growing up, and I'm a little scared. ”

When the carpenter came, he said that the freshly cut tree would not work, and that he would have to go to the village to buy wood. It seemed that the money could not be saved, and I was worried that the villagers would not sell it to me, so I gave the money to four carpenters and asked them to buy it, and then hauled it in a cart of oxen. I myself went up the hill and cut down some small trees to build a wooden frame, and then went to the village to steal a few bundles of dry straw and spread them on the wooden frame, and lived like this first.

Half a month later, the wooden house was built, there were fifty square meters inside, all the organs were complete, the riverside was windy, the summer sun was blazing, and the paint dried in four or five days, although the smell was very strong, there was no furniture, but I still lived in it, after all, it was more comfortable than a small wooden shed, at least it would not be soaked when it rained. I went up the mountain and found some herbs to remove the smell, and smoked them when I slept at night, which was quite bearable.

Naturally, I stayed there with the life-saving camphor tree, and although it was strangely shaped and looked a little weird, it was a different scenery. I didn't tear down the temporary wooden shed, and I was going to raise a dog.

I wanted to find something to do, so I went to Xiong Lao Liu, and he said that the villagers of the salvage team would not let me in, so I had to say that if I had a difficult job, I could find me, because I found that I was very good at water, and I seemed to be able to breathe in the water, as for how long I could hold it, I didn't know.

"Do you still dare to enter Guillotine Gorge?" Xiong Lao Liu asked.

"Don't dare, don't enter, I mean there are female corpses in the river who don't dare to fish, or...... Little corpse, I can go. I replied, anyway, I have a rotten life, just to survive, not afraid of curses.

"Good!" As soon as Xiong Lao Liu finished speaking, he was pulled into the house by his wife.