When Daddy talked about the skeletons embedded in the pine trees, he paused and said, "All right, that's all for today, and we'll talk about it tomorrow." ”

In my opinion, tonight's story is no different from the stories that Daddy often tells, they are all "personal experiences" of his own, and they are all about ghosts. But he never said "It's all true!" – the mantra he uses every time he tells a story.

For the first time, I didn't have the illusion that a ghost was somewhere around me after listening to a ghost story.

That night, I dreamed of the sailor's grandmother again. This time, she was wearing a phoenix crown and standing on the ridge of her father's house. A colorful crack opened in the sky, and countless heavenly soldiers and generals came out of the crack, carrying a sedan chair. The sailor's grandmother took to the sky in a sedan chair.

This dream reminded me of a dream I had a few days ago that was also related to the sailor's grandmother, and it also reminded me of the sentence the sailor asked me that day.

The next morning, after two classes and during recess, I went to the next classroom to find the sailor and pulled him to the back of the school's old warehouse, where few people would go.

Since his grandmother's funeral, he has rarely been seen at other times, except for the occasional time when he was in the morning exercise at school. He doesn't come out after school to play with everyone.

In addition, my mother said that his family was evil and asked me to go less, so I never took the initiative to go to his house to find him.

All in all, we haven't seen each other officially for two or three months.

The sailor looked dumbfounded, I didn't speak, he didn't say a word, and he didn't ask me what I was doing with him.

"On the day your house caught fire, you asked me if there were any monsters in the world. Have you seen anything?"

As soon as the sailors heard me, they turned around and were about to leave. I stepped forward and grabbed his arm and asked, "Little soldier, what's wrong with you lately?" ”

"My dad told me not to talk nonsense outside. The sailor's tone was not firm.

I had an idea and said to him, "Have you been having nightmares lately?" ”

The sailor jerked his head up, looked at me and said, "How do you know?"

"You're holding things in your heart, if you don't say it, you'll definitely have nightmares!"

The sailor captain let out a long sigh and said, "Xiao Yuan, can you promise not to tell others?"

I said, "I promise not to tell anyone." ”

"I hurt my grandmother. The sailor cried as he spoke.

"Huh?!"

"I lit the fire that day. ”

I couldn't believe my ears. After calming down for half a minute, I asked Xiao Bing: "Why did you set the fire? Is it that your grandmother beat you?—— is not right, your grandmother usually loves you so much, how can she beat you? ”

The sailor's face showed a look of fear, his body began to tremble, and then, with a weak leg, he sat on the cobblestone foundation of the old warehouse, which was wide beyond the wall.

He stopped crying, wiped away his tears with the cuff of his left hand, stared at the rubble on the ground in front of him, and said slowly: "That night my mother cooked with too much salt, and I drank a lot of water. I got up in the middle of the night to pee. As soon as I left the hall door, I saw a youkai with a blue glow entering my grandmother's door. ”

I thought it was funny to hear it, I had heard so many ghost stories from my father, but I had never heard him say that there were monsters with blue light on their bodies.

"What does a youkai look like?" I asked, half-smiling.

The sailor looked at me and said seriously, "It's true!"

I thought to myself, "Storytellers say stories are true." ”

"I didn't see it very clearly, it looked like a skinned sheep, but it was standing and walking. ”

I did not interrupt him, and he continued: "I crept to my grandmother's door, and the door was tightly closed, and I went around to the firewood and straw house to look through the window. As soon as I got up the steps, I tripped over a wooden stick. The lamp in his hand was thrown on the grass pile, and kerosene was sprinkled on the grass. With a bang, the haystack was all on fire. I was afraid that the blue monster would come out and catch me, so I ran back to my room and hid under the covers. After a while, I heard my dad and my mom get up and shout in the yard. ”

After the sailor finished speaking, he seemed to be much more relaxed, and the terrifying look on his face disappeared.

I was puzzled and asked, "You look at the fire, why don't you tell your grandmother to come out of the house quickly?"

The sailor said, "The monster is in the house, I'm afraid." ”

At this time, the bell rang for class. The sailor got up and ran towards the classroom, shouting as he ran: "Xiao Yuan, remember what you promised me." ”

This matter is like a big shot put in physical education class, which used to press on the hearts of sailors, and now it is on my heart.

I couldn't psychologically accept that the sailor had killed his grandmother, but reason led me to believe it was true.

But the youkai that glows with blue light, I don't believe it anyway, I believe that it was the sailors who were dazzled.

After talking to me, the sailors changed a little. After school, he offered to come home with me. There will be jokes and jokes along the way.

It happened to be a Saturday, and I made an appointment with him to go to the west slope to catch grasshoppers the next day.

On Saturday night, my brother was also allowed to go up the mountain, and before the sun had set, the two of us finished eating and ran up the mountain. My brother is two years older than me and stronger than me. Children of our age love to be wild in the mountains, and there are all the things we like in the mountains. Standing on a high ridge and shouting, weaving cricket cages with green wheat stalks, climbing up and down on the grass beach, chasing pheasants in the crops, crawling in the bean field and eating tender beans, lying on the ground and watching the dense starry sky、...... , all of which are incomparable to the dreary and dead silence of the mountain as soon as it gets dark.

When the orange glow of the mountains in the west cleared, we lit kerosene lamps. I looked at Daddy's shack, and it was still dark. It wasn't until we started napping in the shack and came out to relieve ourselves that it was still dark. He didn't come.

The next day, a dozen or so friends from the village went up to the west slope together, including me and the sailors, of course.

Everyone tore a small hole in the lining of the hat, and put all kinds of grasshoppers caught into the sandwich of the hat through the small opening, which is a simple grasshopper cage.

The sailors and I were chasing a grasshopper with pink wings. The grasshopper jumped up and flew for a while, and when we ran over, it jumped up and flew forward again.

Until the grasshopper flew over the ridge on the north side of the western slope, we followed.

In the col not far away, there was a small house standing alone, and there was no one in the radius.

I wondered and said to myself, "How can there be a house here!"

"That seems to be where my grandmother lives. The sailor heard my words and said thoughtfully.

The sailor said that the grandmother was the mother of his grandmother who sued his father and almost killed him by shooting. She is a goddess.