A strange old man came to the village.

His back was hunched, his legs were lame, and his hands were trembling.

When people asked him what his name was and where he lived, he laughed heartily and couldn't explain.

Everyone just thought he was a fool or a lunatic.

If you are kind-hearted, you are willing to give him a stutter.

Children are different, they always hit him with stones, mud or weeds.

Only I can't.

Because I could see that there were several strange-looking things standing behind the old man. They looked like horses but not horses, and they looked like sheep but not sheep. They looked very strange, but they didn't look like humans anyway.

These things stood on his back, dark and heavy, weighing him down and making him unable to straighten up, making him limp and unable to walk.

I can't describe the specific appearance of this thing, but every time I see it, I tremble all over and dare not take a closer look.

Therefore, when I saw my classmates surrounding him and laughing at him, I would pretend not to see him and run away quickly.

Unfortunately, my avoidance failed to protect me.

Once after school, I walked through a deep alley, the wind was blowing, I huddled up, tiptoed, and moved forward quickly.

As a result, I saw him at the end of the alley.

That old man!

He was wearing tattered clothes, his back was bent forward, his messy hair looked like a fly's nest, and countless strange things stood behind him.

My mind went blank and I couldn't react for a moment, but I actually met his eyes.

His eyes were cloudy and deep, and the dark pupils seemed to be larger than ordinary people's, so big that they occupied the entire eye socket.

My legs were shaking with fear and my hairs stood on end. I turned around and ran back.

Unexpectedly, after running two steps, he appeared in front of me again.

This time, the grotesque things behind him revealed scarlet eyes, which were densely packed, glowing red, and disgusting.

These eyes stared straight at me, with ill intentions and full of hostility, which made me lose all my strength.

I shouted something loudly. I was so scared that I didn't even know what I was shouting.

The old man, who usually had difficulty walking, was very agile. He grabbed my arm and inserted his withered old hands into the collar of the back of my neck like branches.

It's cold and sticky, like a toad jumping on a person's stomach on a rainy day.

I screamed in horror, and screams came out of my mouth one after another, like boiling water, bubbling, and "snoring" exploding in the air.

I kept struggling, but I felt like there were countless hands pressing down on my body, and countless mouths sucking on my skin.

Fortunately, my screams called the neighbors nearby. When they arrived, my consciousness was blurred. I could only vaguely see the weird old man with his hands up, his legs spread apart, and his back straight.

Zhi, with a strange posture, cheered and ran away.

When I woke up, my mother was sitting by the kang, wiping her tears and asking me repeatedly if I wanted to drink water.

My father was sitting at the door smoking a cigarette, and there was a "pah pah pah" sound one after another.

There were also some unfamiliar relatives sitting or standing, and the whole room was filled with people.

Before I opened my eyes, they seemed to be arguing, but when I opened my eyes, they closed their mouths in a tacit understanding, as if they were guarding some big secret that they couldn't tell me.

I glanced at the white hair on my mother's temples and felt uncomfortable.

Mother and father are getting old after all.

I was their son for a long time, and they only had me when I was forty years old. I am also the only son of the third generation of the old Zhao family, so I receive special care from my relatives.

When they asked me what happened, after much hesitation, I still did not tell them.

When I was only ten years old, I always had a strange premonition that if I said all this, it would have terrible consequences.

However, fate never cares about people's happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy. It is like a huge gear that fits tightly and keeps turning. No one can escape.

Ever since this happened, I have always felt that something is wrong with my whole body, I have no strength, and I often feel sleepy.

When I went to play by the river, I looked down at the water and was stunned.

Sweat fell from my forehead one by one, and I couldn't even make a sound. I just felt cold and creepy all over.

My appearance was reflected in the river, and there were countless weird things standing behind me!

They hooked my head and hit me again and again, creating thick black mist.

When I looked at the river, they seemed to be aware of it. They suddenly opened their countless eyes, grinned their big mouths, and smiled "hehe" at me.

I was so frightened that I rolled away from the river.

When the cold wind blew, my crotch was cold, and then I realized that without even realizing it, I was so scared that I peed my pants!

I started having nightmares all night long.

The dream was full of strange things, strange and strange.

A demon in red clothes, with only one leg, jumped towards me.

His eyes are so big, his mouth is so red, and his beard is so thick that you can't see his facial features clearly.

He smiled "hehe" at me, stretched out his hand to grab me, split me in half, and swallowed me in one gulp.

I woke up screaming.

again and again.

day after day.

Finally, when I passed out at school, I could no longer hide it.

My father invited a legendary goddess to drive away ghosts for me.

The goddess is a middle-aged woman in her fifties. She looks fierce and has a sinister face. When she looks at me, her eyes move slightly.

I was so scared that I lowered my head and didn't dare to look into her eyes.

I always feel that her eyes are exactly the same as the monster behind me.

Greedy, terrible, malicious.

The goddess laughed, her face was covered with wrinkles, her skin was yellow and chapped, and there was black dirt in her fingernails.

"I want to ask the fairy to prepare for me two old hens, a bowl of black dog blood, and a butcher's knife. It must be one that has killed pigs recently..."

Her father and mother followed her step by step, flattering and flattering her, and responded repeatedly.

I bit my lips tightly, and my heart started to hurt.

The impact on my back became stronger and stronger, as if my bones were about to be broken!

My mother caught two hens, and my father got a butcher's knife and a bowl of black dog's blood from somewhere. The black dog's blood was still hot and smelly.

The goddess nodded with satisfaction and took out a slender hemp rope from her arms: "Pour the black dog's blood on the hemp rope evenly!"

Her father and mother got busy following her instructions.

The goddess muttered words and spun around in circles.

she says:

"I have a troublesome problem today, please help me.

Two hens are offered as offerings, and I hope the immortal will not disapprove of them.

Immortal, please come up!"

As soon as the goddess finished speaking, a strange wind blew into the room, causing the tables and chairs to move out of place.
Chapter completed!