Grandpa didn't dare to pull that thing, for fear of strangling the mountain daddy to death, so he was so anxious that he turned around. Only then did the woman react, and she was so frightened that she walked away, and after running two steps, she did not forget to stop and pick up the bucket that was lying not far away.

I thought I was clever and learned from my grandfather's right hand and poked at the thing with two fingers, and before I could poke it, its black hair rolled up into my hand, and a huge force pulled me down. I fell into the mud and my knee hurt badly. The fall was hard enough that my limbs were briefly paralyzed and I couldn't move.

The black hair of that thing was pumping at me, and it hurt fiercely when it landed on me. My paralyzed limbs regained their sensations under the intense pain. My left hand touched a rock on the ground, so I picked it up and threw it at the object's body.

A stream of green liquid splashed on my hand, and the stone with its sharp corners cut through its skin. I felt it spasm and the black fur loosened. Grandpa saw and kicked at the thing, like the one kicked by the grandson of the fourth grandmother, and the thing flew towards the pond, but this time it didn't catch grandpa's foot, because almost all of its black hair was wrapped around me and Daddy.

The thing sank into the murky rain and disappeared. The green liquid on my hands was sticky like glue and smelled disgusting. Look at the mountain daddy again, he has been strangled into a coma. As soon as I tried to stand up with my hands on the ground, my right hand suddenly felt like a pinprick pain, and I couldn't bear the slightest strength at all, so I fell to the ground again and took a mouthful of muddy water.

Grandpa stopped: "Don't move! He pulled one of my hands on his shoulder. At this moment the woman brought some men over and lifted the delirious mountain daddy up.

As soon as I stood up, I was dazed as if I had drunk a drug, and my eyelids fell heavily. Probably a side effect of that green liquid. I tried to open my eyes, and saw the lotus leaves on the opposite bank trembling slightly under the blow of the raindrops, but there was a noticeable movement in one place. It hid again, orchestrating its next opportunity.

As long as it is still in the lotus pond, there is an ambush around us that is waiting for an opportunity to move. Let the whole village be scared and not at peace.

I lay in bed for two days before I felt groggy in my head. When I became a little conscious, I asked my grandfather, "Did your two fingers poke the water ghost from the ancient book?" ”

Grandpa smiled and said, "My two fingers are useless, the key is that you hit the stone well." The skin of the female water ghost is thin, and something that is slightly sharper can be broken with a stroke. ”

I asked, "Isn't the skin of a male water ghost different from that of a female water ghost?" ”

Grandpa said kindly: "The skin of the male water ghost is thicker than the cowhide, not to mention the stone, even the scissors can't cut it, I originally knew a Taoist priest who hunted ghosts, he made a pair of shoes with the skin of the male water ghost, and there was no hole in it after wearing it for more than ten years." "As soon as Grandpa mentioned the Taoist priest, I thought of the crooked Taoist priest again, I don't know if he is wearing ghost leather shoes, I will pay attention to it next time.

Grandpa said, "But the skin of the male water ghost is afraid of fire, and if it is not wet with water, it will turn to ashes when it sees fire." ”

I thought about it for a moment and asked, "Is Daddy alright?" ”

Grandpa was silent for a while, and then said slowly, "Daddy is dead." ”

I got up from the bed all at once: "Was it strangled by a water ghost?" ”

Grandpa said, "No. ”

I was surprised and asked, "Then why did he die?" ”

Grandpa replied, "He dived himself." ”

"He dived on his own?"

"Yes. He was willing to dive into the water to be a stand-in for the water ghost, so that his daughter-in-law could give birth. ”

At this time, my mother pushed the door open and came in, carrying a bowl of steaming soup. The mother said, "Father said that he became a water ghost in place of his daughter-in-law and promised not to harm others." ”

Listening carefully to my mother's story, it turned out that the mountain father woke up the next day, and I was still in a coma because of the sewage of the water ghost. It's just that his limbs are scarred by the black hair of the water ghost, he can't get on the bed under his feet, he can't hold chopsticks in his hands, and he looks twice as fat as usual. The mountain father said to the people who came to visit him: "Our family will no longer bother the villagers in the village, and I am willing to throw water into the water to be a stand-in for my daughter-in-law." I promise not to harm the children in our village, I promise with my conscience. Trust me! ”

Relatives and friends who came to visit him only talked nonsense when he was frightened by the water ghost, and did not take his words to heart. Besides, the mountain father is swollen like a steamed bun, he can't get out of bed, and he still needs to be fed food, how can he go to the lotus pond to throw water? So the persuasion of the people, whether sincere or false, dispersed.

But who would have expected that he would really go to the lotus pond that night to throw water, and no one knows how he got out of bed and walked to the lotus pond. The next day, the man who went to bring him food found that the mountain father was no longer in bed, and searched around the house several times. I saw the old buffalo that the mountain father had raised for five or six years pulling desperately in the cowshed with hard horns to hold the reins, as if he wanted to use the horns to break the reins.