I was raised by an old walnut, and since I was sensible, I just thought he was quite evil.

The old walnuts are already seventy or eighty years old, and they still run into the mountains all day long with two walnuts, and sometimes they go for a few days and nights without seeing anyone. I asked him what he was doing in the mountains, and he said he was looking for someone to talk to.

Except for a bearded grave with dozens of people buried on the mountain, there is not a single family within a radius of more than ten miles. What did he talk to about the dead?

Don't look at his own mysterious running everywhere all day, but he set two rules for me: one is not allowed to go up the mountain, and the other is not allowed to go down the river. Are there any rural children who don't go up the mountain or the river? I couldn't hold back playing with other kids, but he always got me back, and I watched it to death.

I thought he must be a demonic barrier. The people in the village probably think the same way, otherwise they can all avoid him? I was adopted by him, and I couldn't hide if I wanted to, or I would have hid far away.

Later, something happened that made me realize that the old walnut was indeed evil.

That day, I was playing chess with the old walnut on the hillside, when I saw several cars coming from the village, and the group of people in the cars invited an old man down as if they were inviting their ancestors.

In a few moments, the old man came to us with a compass. I know the man who led the way, a well-known boss in the village. The man usually looks at people, and his nostrils go to the sky, but at this time, in front of the old man, he is more respectful than his grandson: "Master Ge, I'm talking about that place......"

The tall head pointed to a clearing not too far from me: "Last year, I saw with my own eyes that a thick-armed aconitum snake and a big pheasant were fighting there for territory......

Master Ge suddenly took two quick steps, clapped his hands and said, "Black Dragon Treasure Cave, Black Dragon Treasure Cave!" I've watched feng shui for so many years, and the best cemetery I've ever seen can't catch up with this one! ”

The tall head was so happy that he almost didn't kneel, and hurriedly stuffed the red envelope into Master Nage's hand.

This matter was originally not next to us, who would have thought that the old walnut sneered: "JB's Black Dragon Cave!" If that place dares to bury people, it's no wonder if nothing happens! ”

The old walnut didn't speak loudly, but there were pointed ears in the pile, and someone pointed at the old walnut and scolded: "What are you forcing forge?" ”

The old walnut glanced at the other party, but did not squeak. The man got his strength and came running after the old walnut. I was only eleven years old at the time, half a cut shorter than the man, but I couldn't see the old walnut suffer, so I immediately picked up a stone from the ground and blocked it in front of the old walnut: "What do you want to do?" ”

"Scare Lao Tzu? Are you all hairy......" The man stopped squeaking halfway through his words.

I was still wondering, but the old walnut patted me on the shoulder from behind: "Let's go, people are willing to die, and we can't stop it." ”

It was only then that I saw that the old walnut's clothes were open at some point, and the sky-shaking eagle pierced on his chest was half exposed from the inside of his clothes; The two iron walnuts in his hand didn't know where they went, but there were walnut shells in his fingers.

I thought: Iron walnuts can't be crushed by him, right? It's hard to smash that thing with a hammer!

Old Walnut didn't care what I thought, and walked down the hill with his hands behind his back. As I walked, I looked back, for fear someone would catch up. There were really some people in the tall group who were not convinced, and the man who was going to beat the old walnut dragged him alive and did not let him come. Later, I couldn't hold it anymore, so I said: "Are you looking for death?" That old man is an old beard! ”

I was also shocked when I heard it, and the beard was a bandit in the Northeast. If you push back according to the age of the old walnut, he was the most fierce bandit before the founding of the People's Republic of China, that is, he was in his thirties, maybe he really had a beard.

But I didn't ask about it when I went back. The old walnut man is like this, what he doesn't want to say, you grind for a few days, he doesn't squeak.

Originally, I thought that was the end of the matter. Unexpectedly, just a few days after Gao Datou moved the grave, someone came to the door.

The man who came was also quite old, and when he saw the old walnut, he arched his hand: "Mushroom, I miss my mother's family, come and see the child and his uncle." ”

Old Walnut pouted: "What the are you doing, still playing this?" If there's a fart, let it go! ”

The old man was not angry: "The old brother is Tuo Tianliang? ”

The old walnut didn't give the other party: "Tuo Tianliang counts as an egg." ”

As soon as I heard it, it was not good, wasn't this looking for a fight? Unexpectedly, the man's eyes lit up: "Brother, I'm in trouble, your brother has to stretch out your hand......"

The old walnut turned to me and said, "Boy, go out and get a pot of wine." I'm going to have two sips with this brother. ”

The man had a lot of insight and stuffed the money into my pocket. I know the two of them are talking about things and don't want me to hear them.

If you don't listen, don't listen! I can't hear it, can't I see it?

When Old Walnut went out at night, I quietly followed him out. I saw the old walnut walking all the way to the Gao family's cemetery, and when he arrived at the new grave of the old Gao family, he hid behind the grave, reached out to dig out something, and after a while, he piled up a pile of soil next to it.

I was too far away from the old walnut to see what he was doing behind me. It wasn't until he was gone that I slowly leaned over and shone a flashlight on the grave.

I don't know what the old walnut thinks, not to mention digging a hole behind the grave, even the coffin inside made him peg out an eye, and through the coffin he could see the shell of the dead man's brain. The strangest thing is that the old walnut also put three bluestone slabs on the hole, which looks like a back door for the grave.

As soon as I leaned forward, I stepped on the mud with a chirp. When I looked down, I saw a puddle of black water on the ground. The water seemed to have come out of the grave, and it smelled so bad that I almost vomited.

I'm wearing new shoes! I've been wiping it every day since I bought it, and I'm distressed when I get a little mud, let alone such a piece of-like stuff!

I was not a few years old at the time, but my temper was very fast, and I didn't think about how water could flow out of the grave, and the fire in my heart came up at once. If I had a hoe in my hand, I would have been able to dig up the grave!

Although I don't have anything in my hand, I have a hemp in my pocket.

People who walk the mountain generally bring a firecracker, two kicks or something, in case something happens on the mountain, light it and throw it over, one is to scare the other party, and the other is to transmit a movement, waiting for the nearby people to come to the rescue.

I lit a cigarette I had stolen from the old walnut, pointed it at the hemp thunder, and threw it into the grave.

After the "bang" in the grave, I heard the ghost crying wolf in the grave. I didn't make out what it was shouting, but it was certainly not human movement. No matter how much people shout, they can't shout so highly.

Then I realized that I was afraid, so I ran down the hill.

I wanted to run straight home, but as I ran, I didn't know where I was going, except that I was in the woods, and I couldn't tell the difference between the east and the west. When I finally ran to an open place, I was completely confused - I didn't even know where I was......

I have loved to run to the mountains since I was a child, and I have almost run all the ditches and ditches near Lijiagou. But I've never been to this place.

I took the flashlight and shone it around a few times, and I saw a pile of white flowers in the distance. At first, I thought I had caught a snowdrift with a black cloth hanging from it. But when you think about it, it's not right! Now in the summer, where does the snow come from?

That's a person! It's a woman dressed in white and squatting on the ground! What I think of as a black cloth is her hair...... However, who would squat on the barren mountains and mountains in the middle of the night?

My first instinct was to run back. Who would have thought that as soon as I turned around, I saw the woman running after me. She held her two hands in her arms, squatted down with her head down, and blocked the mountain road.

I subconsciously shone my flashlight on both sides a few times, wanting to see if I could run on a different path. But both sides of the mountain road are all pitch black, and the flashlight is a white road in the past, and I can't see anything clearly, only the woman in front of me can see clearly without a flashlight.

When I looked at her again, the woman somehow stuck in front of me, and the top of her brain almost didn't touch my stomach. I was so frightened that I quickly took a step back.

The woman lifted a child wrapped in a shroud from her bosom. The child's face was pale, except that it looked as if it had been stained with red paper, and it was painted with two red marks.

Dead child!

We have a rule that children who die young have to paint two balls of blush on their faces, making them look like boys and girls tied with paper, so that they can find an "old fairy" and wait for them to wait for their parents to go down and then bring them back; Otherwise, the little ghost will never be able to find it back when he enters the mother and son river in the underworld.

The woman wrapped the child in a shroud, not holding a dead child, what else could it be?