The moon and stars are sparse and the sky is far away, and the mist is hazy and the dream is hanging high. When I woke up, the dark night had submerged this half of the hillside, but the bright moon was high, and the surroundings did not look very gloomy.www.biquge.info The child was still lying beside me like a ghost, and I hurriedly got up and walked out of the door, and not far from the grass, the uncle and the woman sat side by side, both with their backs to me, as if they were communicating something. I can feel that they are very familiar, as if they haven't seen each other for a long time, and they are remembering the past.

Suddenly, the child in the house screamed again, and the howl seemed so piercing in the silence of the night. The woman turned her head sharply and ran into the house, and when she saw me standing in the doorway, she was stunned for a moment, and a face as white as snow appeared in the moonlight, and she hurried past me.

The uncle looked at me from afar, and seemed to smile at me, but as if he frowned coldly, and could not see his face clearly in the night, he waved at me, and motioned for me to pass, and I hesitated for a moment, and then staggered and sat down on the ground. In the room behind them, there were a few sounds of women's coaxing, and there was no other sound, and the night suddenly became very quiet, so quiet that it made people tremble.

The uncle sitting next to me looked up at the night sky, and for a long time, he suddenly said to me,

"Do you know why the world is divided into day and night?"

His words made me a little confused, the spring in the northeast was still inevitably a cold night, and the wounds on my body were implicated, I trembled in this climate, and his words did not enter my heart. Seeing this, the uncle took off the big red sweater on his body, handed it to my chest, and motioned for me to put it on. His upper body had nothing but this sweater, and the shirtless uncle saw my hesitation, so he rolled up the sweater, put it on my body, and then straightened it up, as if ordering me, and wore it honestly, and I instantly felt warm up and down.

"Aren't you cold?" I asked,

"You haven't answered my question yet," he turned back,

I paused and said,

"My mom used to tell me scary stories, only in the dark night, those unsightly things, can come out to wander, during the day, no"

"Oh? For example? The uncle asked,

"Like, demons, monsters, and, bad!"

"Haha!" He burst out laughing, and I was overwhelmed by the laughter, I had never seen him laugh before, even if the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his cold and resolute face carried majesty throughout.

But this sudden laughter was so real that I didn't hear any pretense, and the huge sound of the borehole shook me so much that I couldn't help but turn sideways to the side, trying to avoid it, but he took me in his arms, as if to say to me lovingly,

"The day is good, the night is evil, the world is the interweaving of good and evil, constantly circulating, good will eventually usher in evil, evil will be full of good."

I don't seem to understand, and I can't understand what he is trying to say.

"Is he telling the truth?" I suddenly interrupted my uncle's words,

"Who? Old ghost, you say? "It was as if I didn't have to say a few words before he could grasp my intentions,

"Well," he said, "I squeaked, and suddenly there was a pause, and I wanted to ask what the old ghost had said to me, and suddenly I felt that it was not appropriate to communicate so bluntly and nakedly, and it was more because of the majesty of my uncle, and I was too timid to continue."

"He said I ate his guts?" The uncle seemed to see through my heart, and asked, I nodded, answered him, avoided his gaze, and did not dare to look directly.

"Do you think it's true?" Uncle threw the question at me again,

"I, I don't know—"

His strong arms around me, suddenly exerting force, as if trying to control me firmly, and as if thinking very hard, he was silent for a moment, and said,

"That's right, I ate his guts!"

"And who you are?" I was like a man who had been in drought for a long time at a clear spring, as if all the puzzles were about to be revealed at this moment, I stared at him with longing eyes, trying to figure out all the stories, but in his eyes, I seemed to see countless hidden secrets, countless stories that he did not want to tell me.

"Yes, I am. I didn't want to tell you everything, I thought I could solve the matter alone, but now that the old ghost's power is getting stronger and stronger, I have more than enough power. You are very special and important, now, what do you want to know, ask me all, I will tell you one by one, only this one chance! ”

"I, I—" I was speechless for a moment, unable to utter a few big words.

"Don't ask? I won't have a chance in the future" Uncle seemed to be tempting me,

"Here, is that one, Spring?"

"Yes"

"What do the four paintings of spring, summer, autumn and winter represent?"

"Spring, summer, autumn, and winter, it is the four reincarnations that my cat has given you, I told you, you are very special, you can wake up the old cat, the old cat is the cat spirit killed by the old ghost, that is, the cat you see in the cave, now this situation, only by awakening it, can you get rid of the old ghost, otherwise you and I alone are tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg. And you, there are four chances to wake up the old cat, winter has run out, it's spring, you have to take it. Uncle suddenly said this to me, I was a little overwhelmed, I tried my best to sort out the clues, asked,

"For, why me?!"

"You don't want to?" Uncle seemed to suddenly question me,

"I, I didn't-"

"If it weren't for this spring, summer, autumn and winter, you would have turned into a pile of mud and died in that cement cell by now!" The uncle's tone suddenly became majestic and terrifying, as if he could not tolerate the slightest hesitation and undetermination, I wanted to ask more questions, but in an instant I choked back into my mouth.

"You saw the mother and daughter?!" He gestured to the room behind him, and continued,

"This family of three has also had four reincarnations, and they have also experienced everything you have to experience, but unfortunately, they did not wake up the old cat, but on the contrary, they were killed by the old ghost on the road of reincarnation, trapped here forever, and wasted four opportunities in vain." Uncle didn't wait for me to react, then continued,

"You are the same as them, you are a special existence, they were completely killed by the old ghost eight years ago, you were born, there will always be people like you in this world, my job is to find you, let you wake up the old cat, get rid of the old ghost!"

"I, I'm nothing special, I want to go home, please, uncle, let me go home!" I suddenly felt that my uncle had become terrifying, and I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on my back, and I begged bitterly. But this plea was of no avail, as if he could not stir up the slightest ripple in his heart, he grabbed me by the neck violently, his expression instantly became terrifying, and stared at me with his cold eyes, I could clearly see that these cold eyes were shining with a terrible cold light in the night.

Uncle slowly put his mouth to my ear and whispered softly to me,

"You, now a dead man, what are you afraid of?" This sentence barely produced a vibration of the vocal cords, and it was completely a speech that came out of his mouth, so light and so clear, that it made my scalp tingle and the soles of my feet sweated, I had never seen him look like this, so cold-blooded.

"Don't worry, I'll help you, it's your fate" He slammed my neck down, as if suddenly deflated, the terrifying look slowly faded, he suddenly got up and walked into the distance, leaving me with a lonely back, I looked at it, frightened, and suddenly remembered that he just pointed to the house not far away and said, "A family of three", but there are only two mothers and sons in this house!

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