It's getting dark.

My mother had to take me to the old house of the Wang family across the river to find the ghost woman.

Ask if it will be smooth to go to the door tomorrow?

Ghost woman.

I don't know what you're called there, but in some places it's called a goddess, a witch.

Our mountain villages within a radius of ten miles are called ghost women.

Our ghost woman is not a ghost hunter, nor is she a god jumping and chanting spells, but a particularly terrifying way to give people predictions:

Too shaded.

Passing through the yin is her soul out of the body, passing to the underworld, bringing the ghosts of the deceased to come up, attach to her body, and talk to their relatives.

Relatives can ask some questions, and he will answer those who answer, and he will remain silent if he cannot answer.

Cousin Da Genzi grabbed a back flower because of his second uncle's mahjong play, and suddenly crunched when he was excited about a cerebral hemorrhage.

I didn't have time to explain a word, and I left a passbook but I didn't know the password.

The ghost woman found by Dagenzi, after burning incense and kowtowing, the second uncle really came up.

The voice and cough were very similar to those before his death, and his cousin asked him the password of his passbook, and first scolded him with a slap on his head and face.

scolded him and Cunzhu's wife for stealing people, didn't want the house, and put the money upside down.

The cousin kept kowtowing, promising that he would never come and go again, and the second uncle said the four-digit password (the passbook in nine years only had a four-digit password).

To the credit union pair, sure enough, word for word!

In the past, I thought of these things as superstitions, but I couldn't explain it. It can't be so accurate.

………

My name is Tianyang, I am a dog, and I am nineteen years old.

Since I was expelled from school in June last year, I haven't been out of the gate for almost a year, and my hair can be braided.

It made the whole family sad.

It's not that I don't want to go out, but I feel like I don't want to go out.

I went from a rural baby who had just jumped out of the dragon gate, and was beaten out of the dragon gate in less than half a year, changed back to his original form, and returned to his hometown to repair the earth.

At the beginning, I patiently told me what happened to me last year over and over again to satisfy their curiosity and search for the truth of the matter.

I asked too much, so I didn't want to come out again.

They are revealing my scars again and again, so that the bloody scars will not heal!

I shut myself in the house to read, and sometimes I didn't want to come out to eat, if there were guests in the house.

I am the only boy in the family, although I have an older sister and a younger sister, but my sister is already married, and my sister has gone out to work at a young age.

Every time I heard the long sigh of Da (dialect father), my mother lowered her voice and complained.

I feel very uncomfortable, and I don't know what I can do in the future: I can't measure words in writing, and I can't box.

The day before yesterday, my little sister sent a telegram, saying that the factory began to recruit male workers, three electricians and five mechanics.

She had already signed up for me and told me to hurry up and take the recruitment exam.

At the same time, the telegram said that she would ask for a deposit of 500 yuan to enter the factory, and she could help me with living expenses, but she did not have enough money for the deposit.

Yesterday I made up enough five hundred, and I am ready to set off for Longcheng in Sioux Province tomorrow.

Before leaving, my mother was not at ease, so she must take me to the ghost woman to ask about the good luck.

The village of the ghost woman is two miles away from us, separated by a big river and climbed a mountain.

It was already evening when I went, and I told her daughter-in-law the reason, and handed me ten yuan, a pair of candles, a box of incense, and three bundles of yellow paper.

She led us to the back room, where a dim light bulb had fallen a layer of dust, and there was a piece of paper on it, which was also gray, which was counted as a lampshade, and I faintly saw an incense case.

There is an unknown statue on the incense table, two candles next to it, and an incense burner in the middle.

There was a seat against the wall, on which was a scrawny old lady, wearing long sleeves and trousers on a hot day, with doors and windows closed and cloth curtains drawn.

The air inside the room was muddy and damp, with a scent, the smell of burning paper, and an indescribable strange smell.

I don't know why, I feel the coldness of the room, and there is always a pair of gloomy eyes above my head, looking at me.

Mom finished burning paper in an ash basin and put on three sticks of incense, but kowtowed to the old lady and said, "Daxian, I want to invite his grandmother to come up and ask her something." ”

A cold voice came: "What year did his grandmother Shen leave?" ”

Mom said, "Three years ago, on the third day of October. ”

The voice continued, "It's been three years, I'll go and see, and if I'm reincarnated, I won't be able to find it." ”

Then there was silence for a long time, and suddenly the old lady trembled all over, and her mouth "Woo woo woo~" emitted a burst of mournful screams, like cold shivering.

The people who listened were terrified.

A very familiar voice that brought tears to my eyes came: "My great grandson, why don't you listen to me!" If you can't go north, you have to go!

"If you can come back alive, it is the blessing of the Bodhisattva, and the blessing of the ancestors!"

I heard a voice that looked like my grandmother, and I knelt down with my legs fluttering, and asked silently, "Grandma, are you okay over there?" ”

The voice scolded, "What's good? You little seller, you won't burn paper for me this year! When I was a child, I was still so used to you! I'm used to using your eggs. ”

Mom hurriedly kowtowed and said, "He's not sensible, don't blame him, he's going to work in Dragon City now, do you think it's dangerous?"

The voice said: "He will go all the way, there are little ghosts haunted by ghosts, and powerful ghosts will block the way, and life will be worse than death!"

My mother and I were both taken aback, and my mother hurriedly said, "Ah! Then don't go! Not going! ”

The voice shouted, "Go! A must go! How can you get past the ghost gate if you don't go?

"Only by passing through the ghost gate can you have a good life, a good life, and a good house in the future, and do a lot of things! Make a lot of money! ”

Mom trembled and asked, "What house?" What a big house? ”

The voice said, "Many, many houses, one after another, one after another, and so many more people live in them......

I also asked, "What kind of things to do?" What money do you make? ”

The voice said, "Treat many, many people, do so many people together, so many people can not spend enough money, there is endless money......

Mom asked again, "Is it in the hospital?" Be a doctor? ”

The voice never answered, and all was silent.

Suddenly, the old lady trembled again, as if she had woken up from a dream, and coughed vigorously in her hoarse throat: "Let's go!" All gone! ”

After just a few minutes, I was both surprised and shocked!

On the way back, my mother was still frightened: "Are you going or not going?" Life is better than death on the way there, and you can't pass this ghost gate if you don't go to this ghost gate. ”

I made up my mind and said, "Didn't you say it, this ghost door can't be closed, and there will never be a day to get out!" Can you have a good life after passing the ghost gate? ”

What the hell is closed!

Nothing but life and death!