My footsteps stopped, and for a moment there was no sound around me, no insects, no wind. Where did the child cry. Maybe I misheard.

I kept walking, only this time I couldn't move, I was tired, and my throat hurt so badly that my panting sound was broken.

"123, Wooden Man"

The child's voice rang out again, and I stopped, and the sound was gone again. This time, though, I heard it very clearly, and I knew it wasn't a hallucination.

My heart began to get hairy, and after all the horrors in the hotel, I naturally thought of a ghost behind me.

I didn't dare look back, wishing I could be home right now. I lifted my feet and continued to walk, but as soon as I walked, the child's voice sounded behind me, "123, wooden man". My footsteps stopped again. This time I know the pattern. When I wanted to keep going, the voice would come over.

I wanted to confirm that I was very, and slowly lifted my feet. There was no sound behind me, and I began to wonder in my heart, could it be my mistake in reasoning! Or nothing, it's always me who is hallucinating, I'm scaring myself.

As soon as my feet took the first step, the child's voice sounded behind me, "123, wooden man"

It's true, as soon as I'm gone, the voice will sound. My feet froze. With my heart racing, I let out a few big breaths. I thought to myself, those talismans that Zong Sheng once drew with blood on me, he said that those ghosts can't hurt me.

My head stiffened and turned back little by little. I'm really scared to see, those things. But I had to face them, and I didn't want to stand by such a river until dawn. I don't know what I'm supposed to do now.

Behind me, the river was dark, and it was glowing. The fluorescence was faint, but it illuminated the figures of the two children. Two children, one in front of the other, they were all smiling at me. One of the little boys, grinning at the changing teeth, smiled at me, "Isn't my sister leaving?" Sister wants to stay and play with us one, two, three, wooden people? "I remember the child's face here, it was the grandson of the sixth grandmother who was lying by the river just now. Isn't he already dead? He's here right now inviting me to play 123 Wooden Men with them.

How should I answer him? What am I going to do? If I hadn't stayed, would they have drowned in the river? If I told him I wasn't going to stay and play with him, wouldn't he turn on me? Will he turn his face and drown me in that river?

I was anxious and panicked, at this time, my every word and action could determine my life and death.

Just when I was in a hurry, the child said, "I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep." ”

The other child suddenly screamed. He didn't seem to be able to speak at all, and the screams were terrifying.

The screaming child backs, backs back, and finally, falls into the river.

Watching the child fall, I instinctively rushed forward two steps. After these two steps, a pair of hands grabbed my arm from behind me and pulled me directly into his arms. That cold taste, I immediately knew that this was Zong Sheng. The moment he appeared, the uneasiness and fear in his heart disappeared. He lowered his head to my ear and said, "Don't chase! ”

My nod calmed down, and he let go of me and walked straight to the child who had fallen asleep on the ground.

The child of the sixth grandmother is lying on the ground now, and that posture and expression are the same as when I saw them by the river just now.

I cautiously followed Zong Sheng and watched as he pulled out the red thread and a tiny kerosene lamp from the pocket of his cargo pants as if by magic. He lit the little kerosene lamp. The red light suddenly shone on the child's face.

Zong Sheng reached out and pinched the child's ear, and I saw that the child's ear seemed to have been scraped by something, and a small hole was missing. Right at the highest point of the pinna. The little gap was still bleeding.

Zong Sheng said: "This kid is over this catastrophe. ”

"He's not dead?"

"It's dead, but it can be saved." Zong Sheng tied the middle finger of the child's left hand with a red thread, and the child stood up with him with a slight effort, "The wound on his ear will leave marks even if it grows in the future, and there will even be an obvious fold." The human ear can also see that a person's life is divided into three stages, early life, middle age, and old age. If there are obvious folds, it is a great disaster, and the folds are very powerful, which is the matter of life and death. Especially in the early years, here in the upper part of the ear. Nowadays, people live well, their children are well protected, and there is not much life and death. Look at the ears of the old man, and those folds are obvious. It's not the folds they have when they're old, it's the calamities they experienced when they were young. ”

When Zong Sheng finished saying these words, he held the red thread in one hand and led the child in the other, and in the other hand, he carried the small kerosene lamp. With his sunglasses-wearing eyes, he looked at me and said, "Hold my arm." ”

At this time, I didn't lose my temper with him, and just grabbed his arm. He led us forward, very slowly, slowly.

"What the hell is going on with this kid? Why did you fall into the river in the middle of the night? I asked.

"Did you hear what he said to that kid?"

I hesitated for a moment before saying, "I heard them say, '123, wooden man.'" The two of them seemed to be playing a game, and they invited me to play with them. ”

"You promised?"

"Nope. I'm afraid. ”

Zong Sheng said angrily: "This time it's not stupid, if you directly agree to play with them, I can only choose between you and this child." ”

I took his arm and tightened it a little more: "If I really promised them, what would you choose between two choices?" "My voice was low, and I knew it was inappropriate for me to ask, but I still wanted to know the answer.

Zong Sheng didn't answer me immediately, but was silent for a while, and when I thought he wouldn't answer, he said, "If you choose to play with them, I won't pay attention to you, because you are so stupid that you deserve to die." ”

I pouted and didn't answer his words. He continued: "What do you know about the things in the hotel, how do you know about them? ”

In such an atmosphere, I said, "I know that your birth may have been artificially set, and my birth may have been altered. Zong Sheng, not only you, but I also can't escape from these things since I was born. You want to push me away to protect me, it's simply not possible. Because the person behind the scenes, will not allow such a thing to happen. He was able to make our lives go the way he set them to go, and he must have thought about the situation now. ”

This time, Zong Sheng didn't speak for a long time, until, we heard the voices of many people talking, he quietly shook off my hand, took the lamp, and walked into the crowd with the red thread.

When others saw Zong Sheng appear, they all made way for him, and I heard their discussion in the crowd.

"Zong Sheng really deserves to be the apprentice of that old gentleman, looking at him like that, it seems that he can really save people back."

"Amazing, so young, just left."

"I knew he could save people when he came over just now."

In the crowd, my mother also saw me, and she squeezed up to me and scolded, "Where have you been?" On this big night, you still don't think your mother is worried enough? My mother's words were scolded. Then he whispered to me, "As soon as Zong Sheng came just now, he asked me when he saw me, are you here too, and where are you now?" He still cares about the way you look. You Xuan, look at your business, if you can make a living, make a living. Mom and Dad are useless, and they can only wronged you like this in this life. ”

"Mom, don't talk about this." As I spoke, I paid attention to Zong Sheng's movements.

He tied the red thread to the corpse again, it shouldn't be considered a corpse, the middle finger of the child's left hand is exactly the same as the soul tied to it. He put the small lamp on the ground on the child's head a little bit, and said to the village doctor on the side, "Give him cardiopulmonary resuscitation." ”

The village doctor was a man in his fifties, and he had been with his children since we first arrived. "This person is out of breath, it's been almost half an hour...

Zong Sheng's face sank, wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night, and his face was so calm, coupled with his identity as a ghost fetus, people couldn't help but be afraid.

The village doctor shrunk his neck, knelt down, and began to give the child cardiopulmonary resuscitation. Zong Sheng explained to the sixth mother and the child's uncles, and hurriedly found a car to prepare, and as soon as the child was breathing, he hurried to the hospital. After soaking in cold water for so long, but stopping breathing for half an hour, the body will definitely not be able to bear it. Treat it how it should be treated.

One of the child's uncles hurriedly went home and drove over to wait, the car had not yet driven, when the village doctor was ventilating, the child coughed out a mouthful of water, began to move, will tremble, although it can't make a sound, but it seems that this is really rescued.

Zong Sheng silently withdrew from the crowd and walked towards the village, and I quickly followed him. The people by the river were paying attention to the kid, and no one noticed the two of us leaving. We walked one after the other towards the village. With his hands in his trouser pockets, he looked up at the big moon in the sky that was impossible to see in the city, and I followed him, looking down at the stone slab beneath my feet.

As I walked, a heel suddenly appeared in front of me. By the time I stopped, the man had already hit him in the back. I looked up at him, and he was bowing his head, and at his feet was the large carved stone slab at the entrance of the ancestral hall. When the family was asked to press the body of the ghost baby under this, they didn't do it, they still went to the hospital for surgery, and the woman went crazy. There was still nothing under the slate.

Zong Sheng said: "It is destined to be a slate prepared for myself!" ”