"When the sun shines in the sky, the flowers smile at me......"

I hummed nursery rhymes and walked alone on a silent and deserted path.

Xu Yu went home early in the afternoon because of stomach pain, and I, the flower of the motherland, did not have the company of the flower messenger today.

Not for a reason, today, there are very few households with lights on.

The white moonlight sprinkled on the earth, and the cold wind occasionally passed.

I clutched the strap of my school bag, and I felt a little lonely.

Two people are used to walking, and if there is no one, it will be extremely uncomfortable.

Sure enough, habit is a worrying thing.

A cold wind blew, and the flashlight in my hand went out.

It was as if an invisible hand had turned off the flashlight.

I was horrified, picked up the flashlight, and patted it left and right.

The flashlight came on again.

Another cold wind blew, the willows swayed, and I suddenly felt a little eerie.

I continued to hum the song, cheering myself up.

I am the successor of communism, what am I afraid of.

"Ahh

I suddenly felt a rustle at my feet, screamed, and jumped three feet high.

I have also seen the appearance of jumping three feet high, it was when Jiang Cheng met the caterpillar, but I didn't expect that today I was also scared to jump three feet high, and the height of the jump was equal to her.

It seems that the little girl who said she was not afraid just now was not me.

"Ahh

When I got closer, I saw what it was, it was a tiger cat.

It had a praying mantis in its mouth, and as if frightened by me, let out a low growl, arched itself, and its reflective eyes were full of hostility.

Grandma said that cats only arch when they are angry or when they want to attack someone.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......"

I clenched my fists in both hands, bowed my head to it and fled.

These days, even cats have come to bully honest people.

The moonlight failed miserably, the shadows of the trees were mottled, and there was a deathly silence.

I suddenly remembered Liu Zongyuan's sentence in the Little Stone Pond Chronicle, "Sad and cold, quietly gloomy".

Although this scene is not the other, I think it is most appropriate to describe the current atmosphere in this sentence.

I walked on the deserted path, and I was very frightened, and I took out the top speed of a fifty-meter sprint, for fear that a monster or a big ghost would come out of nowhere.

"The Bird Says ......"

When I hummed the nursery rhyme again, I heard the sound of something falling from the depths of the alley on my right.

I was stunned, swallowed, goosebumps all over my body, and stared at the scene in the alley.

It was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

"Early, early, why are you carrying ......"

I pretended to be nothing and walked forward.

"Ahem, ahem."

The movement in the depths of the alley was even louder, with a low throat of pain and a violent cough......

It was as if I was frozen, standing at the mouth of the alley, unable to move half a step.

Wouldn't I, I'm so lucky?

The first time you walked at night in Lijiang, you met a ghost?

"Amitabha, Amitabha ......"

After taking a few deep breaths, I closed my eyes, raised my folded hands tremblingly above my head, and tiptoed to the outside of the alley wall.

Grandma also said that you can't run away when you meet a ghost, and the more you run, the more it proves that you are afraid, and you have to pretend that you don't see it, so that it won't come to haunt you.

I clenched the straps of my bag with both hands and pricked up my ears, but I didn't hear any movement inside.

Did it float away?

I rolled my eyes in confusion, not daring to look inside.

It should be gone.

I soothed my chest and let out a long breath, a tense new one slackened.

I poked my head slightly, and immediately took it back, but it was still dark inside, and there was nothing.

I took a deep breath and had the audacity to poke half of my head out.

Suddenly, a bright light shot out of the alley.