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Yingying hurriedly got up and washed up, and then put on a blue security uniform, she deliberately looked at it in the mirror, and felt that this security uniform was not bad, her chest was very straight, and the security hats rolled up on both sides covered her hair, looking heroic, Yingying saluted in the mirror, and then smiled, and a lot of things in the army came to her mind. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Ouyang Yingying walked out of the dormitory, I don't know when it was already raining lightly outside, and the rain in March was not very heavy, and it was as misty as a cow's hair. When Yingying came to the 103 post, only Zhao Xiaoyu was there, and now there are still ten minutes before eight o'clock, the security guard on the previous shift must have left because Zhao Xiaoyu came, and Zhang Qi must not come to the post until eight o'clock after the morning meeting.

"Sister Ying, which position do you say we will be assigned to in the future, will we rarely see each other in the future, it stands to reason that we are still senior brothers and sisters?" The two of them didn't have anything to do in the sentry box, and Zhao Xiaoyu took the initiative to set up a stubble with Yingying.

"I'm casual, any position is fine." Ouyang Yingying replied lightly.

"Sister Ying, I think it's really a waste for you to come here to work, and it should be okay to find a good job on your terms." Everyone was puzzled about why Ouyang Yingying came here to go to the security guard, and Zhao Xiaoyu asked casually.

"I don't have to tell you this, Chubby Dun!" Ouyang Yingying didn't want anyone to know the purpose of her coming here, so she said to Zhao Xiaoyu in an unfriendly tone.

Listening to Ouyang Yingying's words, Zhao Xiaoyu was extremely embarrassed, in front of Ouyang Yingying, he was indeed a complete little chubby, but this guy's mouth was cheap, he was old Yingying said: "The ** silk of the little chubby dun will also counterattack, maybe one day he will bring home a white rich beauty goddess like Sister Ying." ”

Ouyang Yingying listened to Zhao Xiaoyu's words, frowned, and ignored him.

"Sister Ying, do you believe in the ghosts and gods in this world?" Zhao Xiaoyu felt bored and diverted the topic and asked Ouyang Yingying.

"Well, I'm not sure, there are many things in this world that are not understandable to us ordinary people." Ouyang Yingying sat on the chair of the sentry box, playing with a pen in her hand, the rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, and a layer of mist shrouded the entire Cuizhu Garden.

Zhao Xiaoyu stood next to Ouyang Yingying and also looked at the rain outside the window of the sentry box: "Sister Ying, let me tell you a story, a story about my grandfather, I used to tell others that they all said that I was a liar, and I won't believe it or not." ”

Zhao Xiaoyu's story is about his grandfather, that is, his father's grandfather, his grandfather was called Zhao Liu, a person from the Republic of China, because he was the sixth in the family, he was directly named Zhao Liu.

During the period of the Republic of China, there were constant wars, and the people lived in dire straits, living a life where there was no next meal after eating.

One day Zhao Liu was so hungry that he found a skinny sow with only bones left in a deserted village, this sow looked very strange, its hind legs could walk on its own, like a skeleton man with pigskin on its head.

At that time, Zhao Liuyi saw the sow in front of him, and he came to the spirit at once, he lifted a wooden stick and followed the sow, when the sow came to a shabby house, he saw two relatively thin piglets running out, and then he hung the sow's belly to eat milk.

The sow quickly fell to the ground, Zhao Liu saw this situation, immediately carried the stick up, and beat the sow lying on the ground, the sow did not resist or bark, and the two piglets also lay tightly in the sow's arms and did not leave.

Zhao Liu didn't think about anything at that time, he killed the two little pigs with a stick, and saw the three pigs killed by himself Zhao Liu's heart was overjoyed, and he found a relatively complete small house to live in this empty village, with these three skinny pigs, he could survive at least ten days and a half months.

After dealing with the three pigs, Zhao Liu boiled a pot of broth, then ate a beautiful meal, and then found a grass nest and slept well.

Zhao Liu had a dream, in which the moon was covered by dark clouds, the surrounding fog was foggy, the wind blew the dead grass on the ground, there was no sound of insects and birds around, and a dilapidated village could be faintly seen in front of him. Zhao Liu hugged his arms and walked forward tremblingly, a cold wind made Zhao Liu snort, and he had to speed up his pace.

"Woo, woo." If there is a crying sound that comes from nowhere, Zhao Liu's spine is cold when he hears this crying, is there a ghost here Nima, Zhao Liu thought about it and ran back.

"Woo." For some reason, the mournful crying was getting closer and closer to Zhao Liu, Zhao Liu stopped his panicked steps, only to find that he was not running back to the original place at all, but continued to run towards the village in front, Zhao Liuliu scolded and then turned around and continued to run.

But the whining sound was getting closer and closer, and Zhao Liu's scalp was numb when he heard it, and when he looked at it, he couldn't help but sit on the ground with his buttocks, he had actually run to this village, and a ghost-like thing in front of him was squatting on the ground crying.

Zhao Liu wanted to run, but for some reason his legs seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and couldn't move at all, he wanted to shout loudly, but found that he couldn't make any sound at all, he felt that he was about to suffocate, and the woman who lowered her head and cried seemed to be crying more and more anxiously.

At this time, a gust of wind blew, and the moon covered by dark clouds in the sky was revealed, and the bright moonlight was sprinkled, and the whole village was brightened, and the weeping ghosts in front of them gradually became clear.

Under an eaves not far from Zhao Liu, a woman in white was bowing her head and crying, the woman looked very thin, the house in front, Zhao Liu's scalp began to tingle, his head was buzzing, that house was actually the house where he killed the sow.

Zhao Liu's whole person began to tremble constantly, but he couldn't move, the crying of the woman in white in front of him suddenly stopped for some reason, Zhao Liu felt that time had stopped at this moment, there was no sound in the air, and even the yin wind that had originally blown up the withered grass disappeared without a trace at this moment.

Zhao Liu stared at the woman squatting on the ground in front of him like this, his heart was pounding, and cold sweat began to wet his clothes with his back, one second, two seconds, time went so slowly for some reason.

Suddenly, the woman in white stood up, and Zhao Liu felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat, and this heart seemed to no longer belong to him.

The woman in white turned around slowly, at this moment Zhao Liu's whole person was already stunned, with a thin face like a skeleton, two deep-set eyes emitting a red resentful light, staring at Zhao Liu, a long mouth, and a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Liu was already at a loss, and a stream of heat between his legs made Zhao Liu suddenly sober up a little, he remembered that he once heard a monk say that if he encountered a ghost, he would keep reciting "even Buddha Buddha". The thin woman in white like a skeleton slowly walked towards Zhao Liu, and Zhao Liu began to recite the Buddha in his heart, and kept reciting it over and over again.

Zhao Liu felt that he could close his eyes, he once again sped up the speed of reciting the Buddha of the Puppet, and slowly he found that he could move.

A shout Zhao Liu actually woke up, he sat up from the grass nest, kicked heavily, and kept beating his chest, only to find that he had peed his pants, and the smell of urine made Zhao Liu more sober.

Zhao Liu scolded and scolded out of the grass nest, at this time it was already dawn, after changing his pants and pants, he decided to go out, originally he wanted to bury the pig that had not been eaten and leave the village, but he thought that as long as he recited the Buddha of the Buddha, he was not afraid of ghosts, and thought that the white-clothed skeleton and long mouth in the dream were the ghosts of the sow that were killed by themselves.

During the years of the Republic of China, people were hungry, not to mention eating pigs with souls, even eating a few people was at ease, what ethics and morality, what gods and ghosts, and what discipline in adversity, it was all empty talk.

Zhao Liu walked around the whole village, this village is not very big, for some reason the original villagers have moved out of here, and the empty village is desolate.

Zhao Liu decided to stay in this deserted village for a few days and wait until he had eaten the three pigs before leaving. "Woo, woo." The sound of a rough man crying came from nowhere, Zhao Liu trembled when he heard this voice, and scolded in his mouth: "I, grass, Nima is still here in broad daylight." ”

It was already eight or nine o'clock in the morning, and a dazzling sun was shining brightly, and in August, I didn't expect that ghosts would come out.

Zhao Liu picked up a wooden stick from the ground, and walked over with a cry, grandma actually dared to scare your sixth grandfather, see that I don't break your little ghost's legs, Zhao Liu thought angrily.

The sound of crying seemed to come from under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, Zhao Liu looked at the densely grown locust tree, the tree was the largest in the whole village, occasionally the breeze blew, and the branches swayed in the wind, like a demon with teeth and claws.

"My life is really miserable, wife and children, you died so miserably." The man's crying was getting closer and closer, and his voice was getting hoarse.

Zhao Liu walked under the locust tree and saw a beggar **** dressed in tatters, who was sitting on the ground and crying.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Zhao Liuyi was a beggar, so he breathed a sigh of relief, threw away the wooden stick in his hand, and asked the beggar.

When the beggar heard Zhao Liu's words, he didn't cry and raised his head to look at Zhao Liu, Zhao Liu saw the face of this beggar, he was a little speechless, his face was so dirty that he couldn't see his facial features at all, his hair was messy, and he couldn't tell if he was a person or not.

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