Chapter 146: Listening to Grandpa Tell a Story 2
"We have it in the village!" Grandpa said, seeing me staring at him curiously and asking, he said, "Isn't there a pond on the former Zhuangzi?" Now it's almost filled, the pond used to be big and deep, and it's full of water at all times, and no matter how hot the weather is, the well is dry, and the pond has never been dry......"
"So what's going on now?" I asked.
"Because the old turtle spirit inside is gone!" Grandpa said, "That pond used to be called the old turtle pond, and in the past, the shore was full of old turtles in the summer, but there were too many!" I asked him why no one caught him to eat, and my grandfather said, "At that time, people were superstitious, and they all said that the old turtles in the pond were too fine to be caught." It is also said that the old turtle in the pond is the prime minister of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, and he made a mistake and was demoted here. No one dares to catch ...... anyway."
"And then?"
"Later? Then there was a year when the drought was particularly severe. No well can pump out water, so the people in the village have no choice but to borrow a water pipe in the east and a water pipe in the west to divert the water from the old turtle pond into the ground. Grandpa said, "But it's strange to say, more than a dozen machines are pumped together, and there is no shortage of water after a day of pumping." Later, the water was pumped too much, and I saw that the water went down a lot, but the next morning the pond was full again......"
"So weird?" I was incredulous and asked, "Where does that water come from?" ”
"I don't know where it came from? Some say that it came out of the center of the earth, and some say that the old turtle spirit cast a spell and borrowed it from the East China Sea, but no one knows what is going on! Grandpa said, "But since then, people have become curious!" Where does the water come from in the old turtle pond that hasn't been dry for decades? I wanted to see what was under the pond, and later set up more than a dozen machines to pump. But as long as you fall asleep, the pond is full again the next day, and then you haven't drained the old turtle pond for more than ten days......"
Then one of the people inside got angry and caught a few turtles and went back to make soup. Who knew that the next day, when I saw it, all the grain in his field was plated......" Grandpa said, I was surprised for a while, and asked him if he did it by the old turtle? Grandpa nodded, said yes, and then continued, "The grain was taken away by the old turtle, and he was also angry, so he went home and took a pocket, picked up a bag of the little turtle on the shore and sold it in the town......"
"In that case, isn't the old turtle going to plate his family's grain again?" I asked when I heard my grandfather say that. This time, the grandfather shook his head and said, "I didn't plate his family's food anymore......"
"Doesn't he have a dad? There were also two children, all of whom drowned in the turtle pond the next day......"
"Huh?" I felt a throbbing pain in my heart, how could this be? "How could you drown in the old turtle pond?"
"I've heard about that, too." The uncle on the side suddenly said, "It seems that an old man is mwing grass in the lake, and an old man came to ask him if he wanted to go to the play with him." The old man went with him, and came back the first time he went. I agreed to go again for the second time, and when I went again for the second time, the two children heard that their grandfather was going to listen to the play, and then they didn't come back for one night, and when they found it the next day, the three of them were floating in the old turtle pond! ”
After the uncle finished speaking, the grandfather continued, "Since then, there has not been an old turtle in the old turtle pond, and then the water has slowly dried up." Later, I found a big hole at the bottom of the pond, big enough for a child to climb in, and then I found a few children to climb in to see what there was? But after climbing a few meters, the hole gets narrower and narrower......"
After Grandpa finished speaking, I asked, "Did the old turtle crawl out of that hole?" Where does that hole lead? ”
"Who knows where it leads, the sea......"
I wanted to ask again, but I didn't know what to ask anymore. I vaguely felt some pity in my heart, not pity......
Although I didn't understand why I felt that way in my heart, I suddenly felt that perhaps the most terrifying thing in this world was not a monster......