My name is Li Zheng, and I was born in Hushan Village, Hangzhou in the early 80s. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

I was supposed to be a happy generation growing up in a greenhouse, but when I was ten years old, an unwarranted disaster changed my fate.

It was a second grade day, and I was in a hurry to go home to watch cartoons, so I didn't go with my classmates after school.

At that time, there was a large pond with a diameter of about 100 meters next to my house, which was very old, and I don't know who dug it.

The people in Jiangnan have excellent water quality, and the deepest part of this pond is only three meters, and the shallow place can only reach the knees, how can they drown so many people?

Every time he mentioned that pond, even the most daring butcher Zhang in the village couldn't help but shudder.

After I was born, there were no other homes around the pond except for a large willow forest.

Whenever the moon rises on the willow tops, the branches dance in the breeze with a strange posture, making this remote mountain village look more and more crazy.

In fact, everyone in the village knows that many years ago, there were no willow trees there.

I don't know when every time a person drowned in the pond, the villagers would carry a willow tree on the shore.

A few hundred willow trees are hundreds of unjust souls.

My mother was a bit superstitious and often told me not to go to the willow forest, but that day I forgot her words.

Walking in the forest, the sky was already dark, and the sudden wind shuttled through the demonic body, letting out a low whimper, like a group of wandering spirits.

I kept my head down, but I always felt something behind me, but when I turned around, there was only darkness. I wanted to quit Liulin and detour home, but when I thought of the call of the cartoon, I gritted my teeth and rushed forward.

As I walked, the pond appeared in front of me.

My heart was beating to my throat, and I was about to speed up my pace to leave, when a voice sounded faintly in my ears.

Li Zheng...... Li Zheng......"

The shouting was soft, but it seemed close.

Looking around, I finally found that the sound came from the pond, but there was no one on the pond.

The sound is getting closer, more and more ethereal, but there is something irresistible to it.

"Li Zheng, what are you doing!"

I woke up suddenly, and when I looked back, it was Xie Junjie and Peng Tao in the same class.

The two of them had their eyes wide open, and they were full of fear.

I felt a chill in my calves.

I don't know when I was standing in the pond, but fortunately I didn't walk deep, and the water was only knee-high.

Although I was not very sensible at the time, I vaguely understood what was happening, and ran back to the shore with a pale face.

Xie Junjie and Peng Tao are not stupid, seeing this, they pulled me away in a panic.

Along the way, we agreed not to tell our parents about it, so that they would not worry, but we did not expect that this was just the beginning.

At about two o'clock in the evening, I suddenly had chills all over my body, but my head burned badly, and my mouth was full of nonsense.

My parents were frightened and carried me to the village clinic, where I took medicine and injections, but it didn't work at all.

The doctor on duty was afraid of delaying the condition, so he suggested that my father take me to a big hospital in the city to have a look.

Mid-levels were too remote, and there was no bus to the city at that time, so my dad put me on my bicycle.

Seeing that I was uncomfortable like this, my mother wiped her tears and said to my father, "Isn't this child evil?" ”

Dad is a party member and never believes in this, so he scolded lightly at the moment: "Don't talk nonsense! It's just a little cold, what the hell are you doing? ”

Mom was anxious: "What do you know?" Who can catch a cold like this? No, this kid is eighty percent evil. As soon as he got home this afternoon, his trouser legs were mostly wet, and he refused to say if he had ever gone to the pond. Kid Dad, do you think it will ......" Speaking of this, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Although Dad didn't believe it, the corners of his mouth twitched when he thought of that legendary pond.

Mom took the opportunity to say, "Otherwise, I'll go find the old Tang head in the grocery store and come over to have a look." Anyway, it's still early, so I can't delay much. If he doesn't see well, take the child to a big hospital. ”

My dad frowned and was about to object, but saw that my mother had already run out of the house.

A sigh.

After a while, my mother came back.

Beside her walked a short old man in his fifties, with a round head, a round head and a round belly, and a stunningly large figure.

But when I looked into his eyes, I couldn't laugh at all, but felt a kind of coldness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

He walked all the way to my dad and said lightly: "I heard from my younger brother and sister that Xiaozheng is sick, I'll come and take a look." ”

Dad didn't answer, just nodded.

Old Tang knew his father's temper, smiled calmly and came to the house, his right hand kept pinching, sometimes looking up to the sky, sometimes bowing his head and groaning.

I was so surprised that I couldn't help asking, "Old Tang, what are you doing?" ”

He ignored me, but said to my mother, "Big sister, bring nine incense burners." ”

Mom was stunned when she heard this.

The incense burner is quite common in the village, who doesn't have it? But it's a bit difficult to get nine at once.

Old Tang patted his forehead and said with a smile: "Look at my memory, I thought it was in the temple." There is no incense burner, so you can use a bowl. Remember to fill each bowl with rice. ”

After his mother took it, Old Tang Tou first arranged the eight bowls of rice according to the Bagua direction, and then picked up the last one and put it in the middle. He took out a bundle of candles and a handful of incense from his bag, inserted a candle and a pillar of incense in the middle bowl, and inserted a candle and three pillars of incense in the other eight bowls.

When my mother saw that there was only one pillar of incense in the middle bowl, she said, "If the incense is not enough, I have it here." ”

Old Tang shook his head and said: "Nine candles symbolize the nine palaces, twenty-five incense sticks represent the number of days, and one more or less will not work." Big sister, I'm going to raise the altar, don't talk yet. ”

Although I was burned to the ground, I was in a daze when I saw this battle, and I struggled to prop up half of my body from the bed, staring at it without blinking.

I saw him clasping his hands together and stepping on his feet, and every time he passed a bowl, he kept drawing on the yellow paper with a cinnabar pen, and then sprinkled it around.

The temperature in the room suddenly dropped, the light bulbs flickered, and the candles on the floor were swaying in the strange wind.

A strange fragrance came and smoked intoxicating.

In the haze, I seemed to see the big pond again.

"Xiao Zheng...... Xiao Zheng ......"

The familiar female voice sounded again.

The voice is very soft, but it seems to be crying out to the soul, which is creepy.

At that moment, the light bulb made a scorching sound.

Everything in front of him was gone, surrounded by endless darkness, and at the end of it was a large pool of turquoise water.

I walked forward in a daze, and suddenly the strange cry of the old man sounded in my ears.

Strange to say, after hearing this strange scream, my whole body instantly sobered up and felt much more comfortable.

The pond was gone, the darkness was gone, and I felt like I was back in the warm and bright room.

I casually glanced at it, and I was surprised to find that Old Tang's face was unusually pale.

"It's okay now." He touched the sweat on his head, and the whole person seemed to collapse, "Big sister, hurry up and see how Xiaozheng is doing." ”

My mother came to me in confusion and took my temperature, and the fever was gone!

My dad was also surprised to see this, but he always believed that it was the work of the fever needle in the clinic.

My mother excitedly took out three large unity sheets from her pocket and handed them over.

At that time, the monthly salary of the workshop was only more than 90 yuan, which was not a small amount, but the old Tang insisted on refusing to accept it, saying that it was nothing to help the villagers.

Mom was moved, and took out two bottles of good wine and a large piece of Jinhua ham and stuffed them into his arms.

Old Tang had no choice but to accept it, but his next words caused my mother to fall into the ice cellar.