When I was a child, I used to go out to play when it was dark, and my grandmother would tell me ghost stories, so scared that I curled up in the quilt and never spoke again. For ghost stories, I am afraid and loved, pestering my grandmother to tell me every day, and I listen to them wrapped in a quilt.

Gradually, my grandmother had no more stories to tell me.

There was a crazy woman in the village, and no one knew her name, but her surname was Wang, and they all called her Grandma Wang. When I meet people, I say that I can see ghosts, and I can also describe the appearance of ghosts vividly, which makes people's scalps tingle. The people in the village said she was a madman and avoided her.

Speaking of which, she was also a poor person, married into the village when she was young, and the groom was an orphan. It's just that the groom's life was short, and he suddenly died on the wedding day, and he didn't have time to enter the cave room. She's only gone crazy since then. I really don't know how she got over the years.

One time I bumped into her on my way home, and she was wearing the same dress she wore when she got married, and her clothes had become tattered and dirty. His hair was scattered and covered most of his face. The ash on the face is no less visible than on the clothes. She stopped me and said, "Little brother, there's a ghost next to you." ”

My impression of ghosts comes from my grandmother's story, which is extremely vicious and harmful. But I don't have an idea of what a ghost looks like. I turned my head with some fear and expectation, and there was nothing there.

I said, "Grandma Wang, you are a liar! There's obviously nothing here. ”

"It's right next to you, it's just you can't see it, but it can see you," she said. ”

I said, "So what does it look like?" ”

Grandma Wang smiled: "Aren't you afraid?" ”

I nodded, then shook my head again. I nodded because I was really scared, and I shook my head because I was afraid that she wouldn't tell me the truth.

Grandma Wang looked at the air next to her for a long time and said, "Its appearance is a little scary, children still don't need to know." She leaned over the side of the road to find a rock to sit down, then pointed to the stone next to her and motioned for me to sit down too.

When I sat down, she asked, "Do you know what hell is and what hell is?" ”

I said, "Isn't this a place?" ”

Grandma Wang shook her head and said, "These are two places. The underworld is the home of those who die of natural causes. A person who dies of natural causes is buried in a grave after seven days, and the door to the underworld is opened in the grave after seven days. At the other end of the gate is a house where the owner of the tomb will live in Hades. During the Midyear Festival, the house will also open a door, which will lead to the tomb of the sun. The soul will come back to the sun through this door on this day. Hell will send a soul seducer to Hell who has done a lot of evil in his life, and in Hell he will be punished for his evil deeds in the Yang world. After the punishment, he drank Meng Po soup and sent him to the gate of rebirth to be reincarnated as an animal to wash away the sins of his previous life. Only after the sins have been washed away can we become human beings again. Speaking of this, Grandma Wang asked me, "Do you know what the cycle of life and death is?" ”

I shook my head and said I didn't know.

Grandma Wang explained: "If a person's life span is calculated according to 100 years, these 100 years will go through the process from growing up to aging, and after death, they will live in the underworld. After arriving in the underworld, there will be 100 years of yin life, and in these 100 years, you will experience reverse growth. From the gray-haired old man to the way he was young, he slowly changed back to his youthful appearance, until he became a baby and then reincarnated. This is the cycle of life and death. ”

I can listen to it, and Grandma Wang is also fascinated. I asked, "People who die naturally go through the cycle of life and death, but what about people who die unnaturally?" ”

Grandma Wang continued to explain: "Death from aging, accidental death, and death from illness are all natural deaths. And those who commit suicide, those who are murdered. These are classified as unnatural deaths. Take a car accident as an example, accidentally being hit and killed is a natural death, and deliberately hitting and killing yourself is an unnatural death. If you commit suicide, if you want to be reincarnated, you must find someone with the same birth date as you as a substitute for the dead ghost, and trick them into experiencing their own way of death. If a person's lifespan is still calculated according to a hundred years, he commits suicide at the age of 20, and after finding a substitute for the dead ghost, he will have to be a wandering ghost in the yang world for 80 years, and after 80 years, the soul envoy will take him to hell, drink Meng Po soup and be reincarnated as an animal, and he can only become a human again after a thousand years of reincarnation from the beginning of the animal. ”

It seems that in this life, don't be evil, let alone kill yourself, you have to pay the price for violating the cycle of life and death.

Most of the stories my grandmother told me featured ghosts, and I couldn't help but ask, "What is a ghost?" ”

Grandma Wang said: "If you are murdered at the age of 20 and can let go of this grudge, then you can live in the underworld after 80 years of being a ghost in the Yang world, and reincarnate as a human after experiencing reverse growth." If you can't put it down, you may turn into a ghost. Or if you die unwillingly and unwillingly, you will turn into a ghost. This kind of ghost is too resentful to live in the underworld, but they can escape the pursuit of the soul envoy, they can appear and contact with humans, in order to maintain this ability and soul, they will continue to eat human souls to replenish energy......"

Before Grandma Wang's words were finished, my grandmother suddenly appeared and pulled me up: "I've been looking for you for a long time, why are you with her?" ”

I said, "Grandma, she's a nice person, she can tell stories." ”

My grandmother didn't listen to me and dragged me home. After that, I often secretly went out to listen to Grandma Wang's stories, Grandma Wang is especially good at telling ghost stories, and her stories are novel and exciting. She seemed to like to talk to me very much, perhaps because there was no one else in the village who could talk to her as seriously as I did.

Then I had a strange illness that came with an accidental drowning. If I have this disease, I am destined to not be able to live and work like a normal person. I believe in fate, but I don't accept fate, I don't want to be a burden to my family. So I started writing supernatural novels, hoping to make some money to support myself. The person I should be most grateful for being able to embark on this path is Grandma Wang, because my inspiration is based on the huge number of ghost stories she has told me.