Chapter 1: Nine Ghosts Snatching Souls
I was an unlucky child, and when I was born, the midwife picked me up from my bed, and before I could see it, I was so frightened that my hands trembled and I threw the baby away.
"Oh no, this is a white-toothed ghostβ"
It turned out that I had teeth in the womb, and the rural people thought that such a child was unlucky, born with all kinds of diseases, and it was extremely difficult to feed.
It didn't matter if the midwife shivered, my head hit the edge of the bed, and a three-inch-long hole was cracked, and blood was gushing, and I almost died on the spot.
Fortunately, my parents were more thoughtful and didn't believe in those superstitious nonsense, so they rescued me in time.
Because of this difficulty, I was left with a scar on the door of my head, so his parents named him: Liu Yiji.
I have had many disasters since I was born, and the words that the fortune teller gave me were: five evils, nine ghosts and souls, saying that I will never live to be eighteen years old.
My parents were terrified and raised me until I was twelve, but in this year, something even more terrible happened.
That year I saw a dead man for the first time.
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The dead man I saw was none other than a little fool.
It was evening, the sky was red, I was grazing cattle at the entrance of the village, suddenly I heard a commotion, and when I looked up, I found a group of people surrounded by the stinking ditch on the west side of the village, and they were noisy and shouting, and I didn't know what was going on.
I was a little curious, so I tied up the old ox and ran towards the crowd.
When I got closer, I found that most of the people in the village had arrived, and all men and women, old and young, had surrounded the stinking ditch with three layers inside and three layers outside, and the scene was not spectacular, and in the center of the crowd, there was a cry of crying and grabbing the ground.
"My daughter, my little picture, why did you leave like this, how can I live, woo woo-"
The cry came from a woman, who seemed to be quite old, but I knew the "small picture" she was talking about.
It was a little girl who lived in the west of the village, her full name was Hu Tutu, she was only five or six years old this year, she was white and thin, she spoke very sharply, she always gave people a feeling of weakness, and her eyes were always timid, giving people the impression of being very timid.
I had a good time with this little picture, her little mouth is very sweet, and she has always affectionately called me Brother Yiji, and I nicknamed her "Little Fool". A few days ago, I took her to the field to roast sweet potatoes, and she was still alive and full of joy at that time, but now what's going on?
Could it be that something happened to her?
Thinking of this at the time, I was very worried, and after inquiring, I found out that the little fool actually died, and she fell into the stinky ditch and drowned.
I was so shocked by the situation that I struggled to squeeze into the crowd to see what was going on.
Then I saw the bodies of dead people for the first time.
It was a strange sight, because I never thought a dead man would be like that.
The little fool was wearing the same clothes she usually wore, a goose-yellow gown, brown open crotch pants, a pair of faded plastic sandals on her little feet, and her five toes were blistered white and peeling, as if a layer of shredded paper had been pasted.
She was soaking wet, her clothes were crumpled and crumpled, her hair was disheveled, her pigtails had long been torn apart, and a lot of broken hair was sticking to her little face, so that she was only half exposed, so that I couldn't see her eyes at all, only her mouth. Her mouth was very strangely shaped, it was wide open, which allowed me to clearly see the situation in her mouth, her tongue was sticking out, and there was a lot of sludge in the position of her throat and eyes, which made people feel very struggling, and it always felt as if she wanted to scream out, but she was blocked by the mud and sand in the middle.
Other than that, the little fool's appearance is not much different from usual, if there is any difference, it may be because she is lying on the ground, and her legs are slightly apart, so I can see the situation inside her open crotch pants, which is a piece of crimson flesh, with a thin slit in the middle, covered with water traces, shiny.
When I saw this, my first feeling was shock, I didn't expect such a big living person, who usually talks and laughs, and now he is actually dying like this, which makes me a little unbelievable.
There are many people who have the same mood as me, so the onlookers around are full of sighs, the little confused father and mother sat paralyzed next to the little confused corpse, crying darkly, and her voice was hoarse, especially her mother, the appearance of the cloak, which was very scary.
It didn't take long for everyone to see that the little confused father and mother were crying really unseemly, so they stepped forward to persuade them, and several old people even persuaded them to bury the child quickly, so as not to let the body stink for a long time.
Just when everyone was persuading, I didn't know why, maybe I felt that the little fool died too miserably, too suddenly, and I couldn't accept it, so I also moved forward, wanting to see if the little fool was really dead.
In fact, until this time, I didn't believe that a big living person really died like this.
Strange to say, when I was moving forward, I don't know who suddenly pushed me behind me, I stumbled, "oops" a cry, and then pounced forward, and suddenly lay on the little foolish corpse, and was entangled by her from then on......
I even touched the little fool's hand, and her hand was cold.
The little confused hands were originally clenched tightly into fists, which were obviously clenched when they were drowning because they couldn't breathe and struggled desperately.
What I didn't expect was that just as my palm slapped on the little fool's hand, her fist suddenly released, and then she grabbed my wrist with her backhand.
It happened in a flash of light, and I was the only one who noticed it, and the rest of the people didn't notice it at all.
I was so shocked that I couldn't help but shout, "She's not dead, she's moving, have you seen it?!" β
"Get out of here, don't mess around! People have been soaking in water for a day, and if they can survive, they are not human, they are gods! β
At this time, several older people, while scolding, grabbed me by the back of the neck and dragged me up and pushed me out of the crowd.
After that, they found a mat, rolled up the little fool's body, and carried it away.
I stood where I was, watching in amazement as they carried away the little fool, and my mind couldn't help but be in chaos, I always felt that the little fool was not dead, otherwise, when I fell down, why did she catch me?
However, although I thought so in my heart, after all, everyone else said that the little fool was dead, so I couldn't do anything, and in the end I could only walk to the place where the cow was tied in a daze, ready to lead the cow home.
At this time, the sun had already set, the sky and the earth were dark, and as I walked, I felt a cool feeling on my right wrist, as if something was sticking to it.
I raised my arm to look at it, and when I saw it, I was shocked.
There were five blood-black fingerprints on my wrists!