The thousand-faced corpse, also known as the thousand-faced dragon, is one of the ghosts that are circulated among the people.

Most of these resentful spirits were disfigured or skinned to death, and then discarded in a cold place. Every July 15th, when the ghost gate is opened, the thousand-faced corpse will transform into a human and come out to seduce people.

You may think that if you come out on July 15 to hook people, isn't this a water ghost?

Actually, no, although there are similarities between the Thousand Faces and the Water Ghost. But its resentment is far more tragic than that of the water ghost. They were disfigured in their lifetime and abandoned in a cold place after death. Every July 15, they will relive the pain of being skinned and disfigured countless times, and they will never be able to escape

So, Milliface has a penchant for killing people who usually have that face ruined beyond recognition. Or maybe because of resentment, every time the Thousand Faces mutilated a person, it would peel off a face, and then the Thousand Faces could transform into the appearance of the owner.

Aunt Wang was almost killed by a thousand faces on a dark and windy night.

On this day, it happened to be close to the fifteenth day of July, and Aunt Wang did not go home directly after finishing her work, but stayed in the dormitory to take care of the sick Xiying.

Xiying is a partner in the same village of Aunt Wang's family, a few months younger than Aunt Wang, and her body is thinner than Aunt Wang. It's just that her family environment is different from Aunt Wang.

She grew up with her uncle after her parents died when she was a child, and was often bullied by her mean aunt. After entering the production team to do things, the mean aunt didn't care about her life or death, and locked the door when she slept. If Xiying finishes her work at night, she won't open the door when she gets home. No matter what Xiying called, she didn't hear it, and she didn't let her husband get up and open the door for Xiying.

In desperation, Xiying had to live in the dormitory of the production team.

Perhaps after being exposed to the sun for too long in the field and overworked, Xiying suffered from fever, which is the usual fever.

Although she had eaten some herbs, Aunt Wang was not very relieved. So, that night, Aunt Wang stayed, lived in the dormitory, and squeezed into the same bed with Xiying.

At that time, the production team also arranged dormitories for the team members. Of course, the dormitories at that time were not as elegant and elegant as people know them now.

To put it bluntly, some dilapidated houses made of kiln bricks leak wind in winter and water leak when it rains.

It was about the middle of the night, and Aunt Wang took a flashlight and got up to go for a small relief.

If you were born before the 80s, you will know about the previous buildings. Before that era, toilets were not generally built in the home. Rich people set up a place to excrete in the corner of the compound.

Most people who don't have money prepare a urine bucket at home. When stomach discomfort needs to be solved, it is solved by going to the public toilet.

It is possible that there are only a handful of public toilets in the entire village. It is also possible that the villagers have to climb from the head of the village to the end of the village with a flashlight when they go to the toilet, and of course, they can also use a bucket to use as fertilizer in the field.

This has a lot to do with the technology at that time, as well as people's concepts. For one thing, people at that time thought that excretion was a bad thing and that toilets should not be built in the home. Second, it was limited to the technology and living standards of the time. It costs a lot to build a toilet.

In the production team, naturally, there is no toilet. The only two toilets are a few hundred meters away from the production team, and if you want to solve it, you have to walk about ten minutes away with a flashlight.

On both sides of the road, there are two dark bamboo forests, the path is tattered, three steps and a small pit, five steps and a steep slope, so when Aunt Wang walks with a flashlight, she is also very careful.

And at this moment, there was a sudden mournful wail on the path.

Aunt Wang listened carefully, the sound was like the sound of whining wind, but it was like a child next door crying.

When Aunt Wang stopped and listened carefully, she finally heard clearly that this was not a rumor, but a child crying.

Suddenly hearing that it was a cry, Aunt Wang's heart was also tight, although the idea advocated by people at that time was that only the party's program was supreme, and all cows, ghosts and evil gods were floating clouds.

However, Aunt Wang, who was born in a family of Legalism, naturally believed in ghosts and gods. However, this old Wang family, like many Taoist masters, has an unwritten rule, if you choose an heir, it is to pass on the son but not the daughter.

Of course, the average master accepts apprentices, which is also very elegant. Even if they are biological sons, most of them only teach martial arts when they are young, and lay a good foundation for passing on some basic theories.

This is because people will only mature in all aspects of their thinking when they reach a certain stage of growth. Children who are in adolescence or below are usually very irritable and have not smoothed out the edges and corners of their temperament, so they are prone to conflict with others.

In order to prevent his son from hurting people by mistake for the sake of flaws and petty hatred, no matter how skilled the master is, when his son's temperament is not smoothed out and he will not learn to tolerate it, he will never teach spells.

Therefore, even if the old Wang family was willing to pass on the mountain technique to their daughter's descendants. But because of her age and the relationship between her father and her father, Aunt Wang can't do any magic, so she can't tell whether it's a person or a ghost who is crying?

When Aunt Wang stopped to hear clearly that the sound was crying, she was also frightened to the point that her scalp was numb at that moment, and she even suspected that it was a water ghost who wanted to come out to seduce people's souls.

But then she thought about it, the only pond in the village was 108,000 miles away, and even if there were water ghosts, it would be impossible for them to come here

If it is an ordinary person, in the middle of the night, the black light is blind, and the cry of a child is heard in the uninhabited mountain. That must be to throw it away, no matter how far it is, run as far as it is, how can it be the same as Aunt Wang, to think so much.

However, the people of the old Wang family have a natural problem with chicken ribs. It's not a good problem, but it definitely has to be good.

Almost Uncle Qingsong and the fat man, as well as Aunt Wang, have a common problem - kind and soft-hearted.

As long as I see that others are in trouble, I feel uncomfortable, and I even feel very sorry to go. Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to help others. Even if you know that you may suffer a loss and be deceived, you will still be stupid to lend a hand.

People with this kind of temperament are one of the few good people in today's society, but from another point of view, people with this temperament are also easy to suffer losses and be easily taken advantage of.

Aunt Wang hesitated in place for a long time, and finally, soft-heartedness finally triumphed over reason. She was afraid that this was a lost child from the village, so she didn't think about it, so she ran to the source of the sound with a flashlight.

The sound came from the bamboo forest on the left, and when Aunt Wang carefully turned over the messy weeds, she immediately saw the owner of the cry.

It was a little boy of a few years old, dressed in tattered nylon cloth, with his hands on his knees, squatting in the grass.

Aunt Wang walked up, squatted down and looked at the little boy with pity, and asked him, "Child, it's so late, why are you squatting here crying alone!" Hurry up and go with Auntie, there are snakes here. ”

The little boy raised his dirty face, looked at Aunt Wang and cried: "Mom took me out to herd cattle today, I was greedy for fun, I went to catch butterflies halfway, and I got separated from her."

Aunt Wang's heart softened, and then she immediately picked him up, preparing to send him home immediately.

Speaking of which, Aunt Wang is also too stupid. Follow the reaction of a normal person. A child of a few years old, who had been squatting in the desolate bamboo forest for so long, suddenly saw a stranger, and the reaction must have been a big shock. But this child, as soon as he saw Aunt Wang, cried and explained the reason, which is not consistent with ordinary people's reactions at all...... Let's ask, how can a child who has been in an unknown environment for a long time and has been eroded by fear have such a clear idea?

It's just that Aunt Wang, who is holding the child, didn't think about this. At that time, she only had two questions in mind. First, the child has been lost for so long, and his family must be very worried! Second, the child must be very scared if he can't find a home!

After picking up the little boy, Aunt Wang immediately asked him, "Child, where is your home?" Auntie will take you back right now. ”

The little boy pointed in a general direction, but Aunt Wang didn't think too much about it, and walked in that direction with him in her arms.

It's just that Aunt Wang didn't notice that after she picked up the little boy, in the place where the little boy was sitting, Hao Ran had a skeleton lying on the ground, this skeleton was only the knee height of an ordinary person, and it was obviously the corpse of a child.

The bright moon in the sky gradually disappeared into the black clouds, and the moonlight shining on the earth became fainter and fainter.

Aunt Wang just hugged the strange little boy like this, holding a quaint lighting flashlight, groping slowly in the barren mountain path.

The boy was held by Aunt Wang, and his head was lying on Aunt Wang's shoulder, as if he was asleep.

But if someone walked behind Aunt Wang, they would find that the boy had not actually fallen asleep.

Not only did he not sleep, but he also looked at Aunt Wang's white cheeks, revealing a meaningful smile, and his hand rubbed on Aunt Wang's cheek, rubbing gently.