Underneath my belly, a small bag suddenly bulged out, and it kept wandering, as if there was some living creature inside, looking for an exit to escape. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info This wandering bag is the size of a thumb, half an inch high, and it happens to circle around my round wound, this kind of itching that penetrates deep into the flesh, I have never been subjected to. I hadn't noticed the wound for a long time, as if I had forgotten what it looked like, and I had long since forgotten that I had been a ghost, and that the scar was a long mark on my navel, but for some reason, since I woke up from the wooden house in the winter, it had somehow turned into a circle.

I was already sweating profusely, and I didn't know what was under my belly, and I was itching and rolling on the ground. Sometimes, itching is not a thing that can make people laugh, once it is overdone, it will become a punishment, there is a kind of itching punishment in the ancient West, that is, smearing honey and salt on the soles of the criminals' feet, so that the sheep keep licking the soles of their feet, and finally the criminals will die of shock due to uncontrolled failure of the central nervous system. I couldn't take my breath, as if I couldn't take the next breath. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I gritted my teeth, stared at the wandering little meat bag, held it down violently, and as soon as my fingernails were forced, half an inch of flesh was instantly cut through my stomach, and two fingers were immediately inserted into my abdomen. Immediately after, a stream of blood spurted straight out of the wound and shot directly into my face, I subconsciously narrowed my eyes, aimed at the target, just caught this thing, and with a flick of my wrist, I pulled it out of my abdomen and threw it to the ground.

Although I did this series of actions in an instant, I couldn't believe that I could do such a cruel thing to myself, and it wasn't until I saw what was digging out of my stomach that I accepted the fact.

Lying on the ground was a black loach, although it was covered with blood in my body, I could still clearly see its original color, so pure black, rare in the world, I only saw it once, that is, when my grandson and I caught fish, and it was also at the beginning of all stories. I still vividly remember that day, the black loach transformed into an extremely hideous face, and said "There is a red cat in the mountains!" Run! Then, my peaceful life was gone.

Everything I have encountered seems to be connected, but I can't explain it clearly, and at this moment, I don't have the heart to think about these things that have been pondered for a long time. I looked at the loach that was still standing on the ground, it was covered in my blood, leaving one mark after another on the white ground, and it rushed towards me. A nausea in my chest immediately came up, and I couldn't control it anymore, and I vomited all over the place.

Suddenly, from the wound in my stomach, another black loach popped out, and as if it had escaped, it rolled on the ground unhappily. Then, two more popped out one after another, and when I saw this scene, I was so frightened that my upper teeth went straight to the bottom of my teeth, and I stared closely at the four loaches on the ground, clutching my stomach and retreating vigorously, but these loaches seemed to be unrelenting, and kept jumping towards me. I retreated to the door, leaning my back against the door, gasping for air. The lower half of my body was already stained red with blood from my stomach, and I had already brought out a bright red blood trail on the ground.

The four loaches were getting closer and closer, and they had come to my feet, and suddenly, the loach in front of me bowed and slammed into my face, and I screamed, and at the same time, the door behind me opened.

Three men in white coats stood in the doorway, dressed exactly like the man I had seen when I entered the house. When I saw a living person, it was like seeing a savior, and I hugged the thigh of the man standing in the middle, and I didn't dare to turn back with my eyes closed, and then I deeply understood the meaning of a word - "hugging the thigh".

The couple was shocked to see the bloody house, and when he looked down at me, he found that his belly was broken, and the blood was gurgling out, and a small one on the side immediately pressed the alarm outside the door, and the sound of the siren instantly pierced the quiet space. I could faintly hear hurried footsteps not far away, constantly rushing towards me, I thought that someone must have come to rescue me, and my heart was finally more steady, so I turned around and looked for the four loaches.

But something surprising to me happened. The loaches seemed to have evaporated, gone, leaving nothing but the blood I had left behind when I kept retreating and the filth that had come out of my mouth. I couldn't believe this scene, I really couldn't figure it out, so I passed out.

I don't know how long it was, and I don't know what happened during the time I passed out, but I slowly opened my eyes, and I saw a portrait hanging quietly on the wall. In the portrait, a young man and a woman sit comfortably on the grass, the young man is very thin, but angular, with a sunny smile; The girl's black hair was just over her shoulders, young and beautiful, and she was generous, and she had a pendant on her chest, which was supposed to be the teeth of an animal, similar to a wolf's tooth, but very clear; The young man's right hand was on the girl's shoulder, and the girl gently leaned her head on the young man's arms, looking loving. The meadow should be a gentle slope that fills the background of the entire portrait.

I looked at this painting, and although it was a warm and loving scene, I always felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't tell what was wrong. It was as if my brain had robbed the image of the ability to think, and it took me a while to get out of it. I found myself lying on a strange kang with the painting on the ceiling. I sat up suddenly, trying to figure out where I was, but this movement made my abdomen hurt like a knife, and I screamed with an "ahhhh

Before the screams could be heard, a woman burst in, and I looked at the girl in the portrait, except that she was holding a baby in her arms.

This woman is much older than in the photo, with a sad face that should not belong to her age, seeing me screaming like this, she panicked and put the baby in her hand on the kang, turned her head and put me down slowly by holding my back, and then said,

"Lie down! Your wounds have just healed and you can't move! ”

"You, who are you?" I stared straight at the woman in front of me and asked in confusion.

"Kid, have you ever seen an old ghost?" This woman did not answer my question directly, but threw such a question at me, which surprised me.

"How do you know?" I asked.

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