Chapter 1 Chapter 1 Flying Disaster

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"Old witch, when are you going to lock up grandpa and me? Didn't you say you'd let me out in three years?! "The dark, lightless cave echoed with a roar of rage.

"Talk to Lao Tzu, grandma, don't pretend to be an ostrich here!"

"I*you*!!" The source of the voice was a little tense, and he could no longer control his emotions.

The cave began to echo violently, but the cave remained unmoved, raising the suspicion that the source of the sound was not from the collision of flesh with the mountain wall, but from some kind of drum instrument.

The sound of the impact grew weaker and weaker until it stopped completely. "I beg you, let me go, woo-woo......" The deep baritone let out a childlike cry at this time, and he seemed to completely collapse.

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I've already had the will to die.

In my eyes, continuing to live is already a burden for my parents, they are honest people all their lives, and I really don't want to torture them anymore, and at the same time I don't want to torture myself anymore.

Originally, I was also full of expectations for my future life, I had just finished the devastation of three years of high school life, I got a score that was neither high nor low, I applied for an ordinary university, and I chose an engineering major with no great future but it was very easy to find a job...... I originally thought that I could live this life similar to that of most ordinary people like this, but I didn't expect that people are not as good as heaven.

I was sick, very sick, very weird.

First, I had a high fever that could not be stopped, and then I began to vomit uncontrollably, I couldn't eat anything, and even gradually lost the ability to take care of myself, lying in bed all day long, and it was difficult to get out of bed and walk.

I have seen all kinds of Western medicine and Chinese medicine, and I have done all kinds of examinations, but I have never been able to find the cause. I have also taken countless medicines and home remedies from all walks of life, but they have never improved.

In the end, my parents decided to turn to the power of the "occult".

None of them are very superstitious people, but they all retain the reverence of the older generation for "that aspect".

My mom took me to a small village near her hometown, where there is a goddess of the top god (the top god is our common name here, in fact, it is to invite the god to come up, a bit similar to the Izuma fairy in the northeast), and my mother had been treated by her a few years ago. Years of hard work left my mother with an old problem of back pain, and I went to countless hospitals and massage parlors, but in the end, I was cured by someone who recommended me to this god's house.

Therefore, my mother was still more convinced of her, and I was also present when she went to treat her waist, and witnessed the treatment of that person, which left a crack in my three views when I was still a staunch materialist at that time.

The goddess is the same as an ordinary old lady in the village on weekdays, but once she invites the god to come up, she immediately seems to be a different person. The old lady, who usually has no bad habits, suddenly became a fond of smoking, and she didn't stop all the time. And only smokes traditional cigarette pouch pots, and disdains modern paper cigarettes. My mother also asked her after her upper body ended, would it be bad for your health to suddenly start smoking a lot, but the old lady opened her mouth and smiled, "You smell, do I smell smoke in my mouth?" "When I smell it, I can't smell a trace of smoke.

In addition, after the upper body, her voice became thicker, and the content began to become foggy, and there were some strange oral fetishes, such as following each sentence with a strange dialect, "Can you understand what I said?" Supplemented by a serious look and a stern tone, just looking at it from a distance makes people feel awe-inspiring from the bottom of their hearts.

When it was time for treatment, I saw her sound like a frog's roar, like thunder, which made people deafening. With a big mouth, shouting at both hands, this "fairy spirit" can be regarded as touching his hands. Then massage it like an ordinary person, and the effect is immediate.

After the massage, my mom was able to walk on the ground. Before leaving, the goddess took a bottle of mineral water from Master Kong, filled it with a bottle of ordinary boiled water, and then used the method of the previous treatment to the mouth of the bottle with a frog sound, this water became a "good medicine", after returning to drink a few sips on time, the treatment is over. Later, my mother did get better, and if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed it as a person who believes in science. Later, I tasted a small sip of that bottle of water, and it was no different from ordinary white water, and I really didn't know what kind of magic was in it.

Speaking of which, at noon, our group arrived at the goddess's house, and the other party did not refuse to come, saying that he could help me take a look.

I was lying on the kang in the goddess's house, and I saw the old lady opening the altar and burning incense, and there were words in her mouth, and I knew that I was ready to go up.

But after waiting for a quarter of an hour, the goddess still didn't succeed, and she couldn't help but look a little embarrassed, and said to us that maybe the fairy family had helped several people to see a doctor today, and they were a little tired, so let's go find a place to rest first, and come back tomorrow.

In desperation, we found her family's old house in my mother's hometown village and settled down temporarily, waiting for the next day to visit the doctor.

In the dead of night, I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, worried about the future, guilty about my parents, and questioning the injustice of fate.

"Why me?"

I couldn't help but pronounce it, and after a few seconds, I heard a strange whimper.

At first, I thought it was my mother who hadn't fallen asleep yet, but when she heard my words, she cried.

In order to take care of me, she slept next to me.

But soon I realized that something was wrong, the sound was coming from outside the window.

Just as I was about to look up to see what was going on, I was horrified to find that I couldn't move my whole body. Coupled with the desolate, eerie, weeping whimpering outside the window, fear suddenly took over my whole body.

I couldn't even blink at this point, but I could clearly feel the cold sweat pouring out of every pore of my body.

Before going to bed, my dad checked that the doors and windows were tightly closed, but at this moment I could feel a cool breeze penetrating the quilt, blowing every inch of my skin, making me feel like falling into an ice cave, my hair stood upside down, and the hot kang under me could no longer transmit a trace of heat to my body at this time.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pounding on the window, and my heart tightened with the snapping sound. Fortunately, my mom was finally awakened at this time, and I could see her sitting up a little dazed, looking out the window.

There was no one outside the window.

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