Chapter Seventy-Three. Late at night for help
Late that night, Aunt Xu and I were woken up by a rapid knock on the door. Accompanied by the sound of a knock on the door, a woman screamed anxiously and with horror.
Since I was sleeping in the hall, I was closest to the door. So I quickly got up and opened the door, and the moment the door opened, a woman rushed up and grabbed my clothes, screaming for me to go and save my life. This woman is one of the female intellectuals who came to the village with Meng Dongxue and Ji Youan, and I heard that she is from the same northwest city as Ji Youan, and she is also Ji Youan's roommate.
Since I hadn't been to the house of the family they cut into, I only knew that it was an old couple's house about half a mile away from Aunt Xu's house. I saw that she was so flustered, so I quickly helped her into the house, told her not to worry, and spoke slowly. At this time, Aunt Xu and Meng Dongxue also got dressed and came over when they heard the sound. Meng Dongxue sat next to the girl, put her arm around her shoulders and comforted her. Aunt Xu saw that the girl looked flustered, so she brought her a cup of hot water.
After calming down a little, the girl said that it was not herself who had the accident, but Ji Youan, and now she is a little abnormal, let me hurry over and take a look.
I know that most of the people who visit their homes in this way have some difficult problems to solve. But this group of educated youths is a little wrong with me because of what happened before, except for Meng Dongxue, other people are a little respectful of me, since they are willing to lower their bodies to ask me for help, this shows two problems, the first is that this matter exceeds their understanding, and a god like me is needed. Second, the matter is already a bit serious and cannot be delayed.
Meng Dongxue asked the girl and asked her to tell me the matter carefully, but I told her, talk while walking, don't delay time, it's important to save people. So I put on my clothes and went out with the group.
It was not safe to walk half a mile at night, and I was in a hurry this time, so I didn't let Aunt Xu go with me. It's just that Meng Dongxue was worried about her partner and insisted on coming along, so I didn't say anything. On the way, the girl was anxious, and what she said was intermittent, but it was so coherent that I could tell it was the same thing.
This girl and Ji Youan had always lived upstairs in the cowshed of the old couple's house, which was a small cubicle with wooden planks, which was originally used to dry rice when harvesting crops. Originally, they had always been safe and sound, and they had slept here for several months, but when the two girls went to bed last night, they didn't know why they talked about Meng Dongxue and me. Originally, the two of them were just joking, saying that Meng Dongxue and I lived in the same villager's house, and Meng Dongxue was very protective of me or something, could it be gossip that the two of them had a little relationship.
After hearing it, I thought it was okay, originally this kind of teenage girl could only get together and gossip about those who were not their business, but Meng Dongxue was a little embarrassed, in the dark mountain road, when the light of the flashlight flashed across her face several times, even a dull person like me could detect the crimson on her face. The girl continued, and then she talked about me for some reason, so Ji Youan told her what she saw after knocking over the bamboo basket that day, of course, there are some exaggerated elements in this, after all, a little girl like Ji Youan, except for that pile of charms, she can't know what other tools are used for.
After talking about me, the two girls talked more and more excitedly throughout the night, until late. They were sharing with each other the strange things they had heard about the old people when they were in their hometown, so the more they talked, the more scared they became, and in the end they couldn't sleep.
I thought to myself that the two girls are really stupid, since they are afraid, don't say it, why scare yourself when you say it? Isn't this a mistake? The girl said that at about 12 o'clock in the evening, something suddenly flew out of nowhere and landed on the roof of the cabin where they slept, and made a strange noise.
Although the two girls came from a certain northwestern city, the cities of those years, especially the great northwest, were actually not too different from the slightly more developed rural areas, and they thought they were birds such as pigeons or owls, so they didn't care, but after a while, the strange cooing suddenly stopped, and there was a sound like glass beads falling on the wooden board.
The girl said that their roof had nothing but some tiles, and that it was not unusual for a bird to fly, but it was not normal if there was a sound of a bead falling on the roof and rolling some distance. So the two girls listened with bated breath to the movement of the roof, and then they heard the sound of someone walking a few steps, and then similar to the footsteps of picking up the bead.
When I heard this, I interrupted the girl and asked, did you hear this voice, or did Ji Youan hear it, or did you both hear it. She said that they both heard it, and knew it very well. So I thought to myself, this may be like the weather getting colder, the planks expand and compress after being wet, so when the temperature or humidity changes slightly, there may be these abnormal sounds, but it is just because you think that it is the roof, and there should be no one on the roof, and this sound is very similar to the sound you have heard in the past, such as someone walking, beads falling to the ground, etc., so you subjectively judge that this is the case.
Therefore, people still have to be educated, and I have to thank Meng Dongxue for this, if she hadn't told me some of the knowledge in her class in the past few months, I wouldn't have thought of this level.
The girl said that at first they thought the same thing, thinking that it was a normal reaction to the hot expansion and contraction of the wooden board, but what happened later made her completely disagree. She said the footsteps above her head were getting louder and closer, and she was getting closer and closer to the top of the two girls' heads. Later, there was even the sound of many people walking on the rooftops. The girl described to me that each of the sounds was relatively independent, with the sound of ordinary people stepping and the feeling of dragging one foot on the ground from one end to the other.
At that time, the two girls were a little scared, but they didn't dare to open the door to see. So the two of them didn't continue to talk for a long time, hugged each other, and looked at the wooden plank on the top, trembling. Suddenly, the sound stopped abruptly, and the surroundings fell silent for a moment. But it wasn't long before the voice sounded again, only this time not overhead, but outside the door across the wall.
When I heard this, I was basically sure that this must have been an evil thing, and if the previous movement may have been caused by the aging of the floor slab, then the sound at this moment is undoubtedly the manifestation of the ghost because of the timidity of the person concerned.
Master once said that although humans and ghosts have different forms, they are basically composed of souls. So its existence is not much different from the existence of people. The same white people, there are good and bad personalities between people, some people are docile and some people are vicious, when the docile side keeps giving in, the vicious people will get more and more inches. It's the same with ghosts, if you are weak, you will be strong, and if you are strong, it will be because you feel the cowardice of your opponent. That's why Master asked me to memorize the mantras that protect my body, no matter how hard I learned. Because these mantras can give people a kind of protection, when I know that I am being protected, my courage will naturally increase, and in this way, I will use the spells to improve my own qi, and once there is enough righteous qi, I can suppress the evil qi.
The girl went on to say that by the time the movement appeared outside the door, the two of them were too frightened to speak, but they did not dare to scream. At this time, the two of them already knew that the movement outside was definitely not caused by people, and they didn't know why, and they didn't hesitate to think that it was a ghost.
I interrupted her and said, "What the hell?" These are the feudal ideas of the old era, they are tumors, dross, and four olds, understand? I said with a kind of irony that was finally relieved, which was very naïve, I know, but I still have some pride in my heart, I believe in metaphysics, I believe in cause and effect, but that doesn't mean I don't believe in science. Ke Ji Youan and others, while believing in science, not only denied metaphysics, but also trampled on metaphysics. This is the difference between the Chinese ancestors and the foreign ancestors in terms of virtue and prestige, we can coexist with the new trend of thought when we miss the old, but we do not forget the roots.
The girl probably heard the sarcasm in my words, but she skipped it as if she hadn't heard. She went on to say that at this time, the sound of people pulling the door began, as if they wanted to enter the house. The two of them were so frightened that they wanted to cry without tears, and when they heard the sound of the door being sliding, they got into the quilt, covered their whole bodies with the quilt, and then hugged each other tightly, and neither dared to open their eyes. But then, the door creaked and it opened. But when they entered the house, they locked the door from the inside, which meant that if they didn't use the key to open the lock, they wouldn't even be able to get out, let alone someone could come in.
The sound of those footsteps seemed to have no regard for the two big living people here, and since the sound of the door opening, those various footsteps have streamed into the room, walking around the room with impunity. The girl said that at this time, Ji Youan was so frightened that she cried, but she didn't dare to cry loudly, and she was also scared in her heart.
After crying for about half a minute, the footsteps suddenly stopped again, and the surroundings were quiet again. The two of them hid under the covers, and they didn't know why the sound stopped, so the girl suggested that they slowly poke their heads out to take a look, because the two had been chatting before, and the lights in the room were not turned off. But Ji Youan grabbed the girl's clothes and refused to open her eyes. There was no way, she had to go and see for herself. tremblingly, he poked his head out of the side of the quilt, squinted his eyes, and found that the bed he and Ji You'an were sleeping on, even the head of the bed against the wall, was densely packed around a circle of tall, short, fat and thin, men and women, facing the bed, raising their heads slightly, but staring at themselves on the bed with a downward look.
The girl said that she was frightened at the time, and that it felt as if she had been surrounded by people to admire her face after she died, and the difference was only that these people were expressionless, just looking at her indifferently. She screamed in fright and immediately retracted her head into the quilt. But the moment she got into the quilt, she found that wherever there were still gaps in the quilt, there were all kinds of human heads.
No, it's a ghost.