Zhang Wei and I returned home. Both of us were in a low mood. I was worried because I had to deal with Ye Xu's matter alone as soon as possible. I knew that man was an unreasonable person when he was alive, and now he has become a difficult person.
Ghost, forgetting the last bit of humanity, I’m afraid it’s even more impossible to give up!
And Zhang Wei is probably worried about his unlucky moral character. Who can make him worry about water ghosts and ghosts in broad daylight.
The two of us lived together, but we didn't have the time to talk and joke around. It was obvious that the situation was really not good, so we got into bed early in the same room with our quilts in our arms.
I was lying on the bed, unable to fall asleep. I went through the contents of the book over and over in my mind, trying to find a solution.
Zhang Wei's room had long been filled with sounds of games, accompanied by the boy's whispers and curses.
I guess he was probably tortured so badly that he probably couldn't play the game anymore.
Time passed by minute by second, and I fell asleep in a daze.
In my dream, I came to the edge of the water at the head of the village. I stood on the shore and looked into the water, and saw a thick white mist rising from the shallow water.
The fog was so thick that it seemed like water would drip out. I never liked fog, I always felt like there was something terrifying hidden in it.
I had this feeling before I entered the profession of makeup artist, but now, everything in front of me seems to confirm my feeling, it seems bizarre and weird.
The surroundings were deathly quiet, and the sound of water breaking penetrated into my ears. The boat was obviously in the water, but it seemed to penetrate into my brain through the ear canal, making my body tremble.
In such a strange environment, I actually laughed, not with joy, but with a little self-deprecation.
I grew up by this small river, and I know it as well as I know the height of the doorstep of my own house. The water in the river is not even knee high, and there is deep mud below. How could anyone be here?
Punting on top?
This is totally against common sense, okay?
There is also a lamp on the bow that emits a green light. I can't tell whether it is an oil lamp or a candle, but it is definitely not a flashlight or anything like that!
But in the thick fog, on the wooden boat, I actually saw a shadow, vaguely like a person.
Someone is really rowing, and it's a man. I don't know why I'm so sure.
I laughed again, and a strange thought came to my mind, "I am really too tired, and my mind actually created such an unreasonable dream for myself!"
"Ahem..."
A familiar cough made my heart beat rapidly, leaving only shock on my face...
It's grandpa!
Grandpa often coughs like this that is short and ends quickly, followed by a purring sound like a cat in his throat.
I tried to rush to the thick fog by the river to find out what was going on, but my feet were like roots on the ground and I couldn't move at all. I couldn't even make a sound even if I tried to open my mouth, as if I was born mute!
"On a small boat on the Youyou River, why worry about knocking on the bottom of the boat..."
Sure enough, it was grandpa, and what he sang was exactly a nursery rhyme that he often sang when he was playing with me when I was a child. These things are engraved in my heart and are extremely profound.
Miraculously, I was able to speak, and sang along with the two nursery rhymes behind my grandfather, "The water ghost comes to look for a substitute, a small boat and a glass of wine."
"grandfather……"
There was a cry in my voice, followed by a shout, and I sat up on my kang.
The tears that had just flowed down my face, blurring my eyes.
The piercing ringtone of the mobile phone rang in this quiet environment. It was the most popular and dazzling ethnic style. I pressed the end button. This was the alarm clock, the alarm clock at twelve o'clock at night.
Uncle Wu said that he would deal with Ye Xu's matter before two o'clock.
But I still sat on the kang in a daze, recalling the deeply impressive dream just now. This dream was so clear that I can still smell the wet smell in my breath.
And the song in the dream, which I have heard since childhood, is actually not a nursery rhyme, but a formula to save ghosts and turn them into ghosts?
Was my grandpa already teaching me in this way before I was as tall as an adult?
And the dream just now was grandpa’s reminder to me, and it was also a way of expressing his wish that I don’t want Ye Xu, who is still a blood relative, to meet each other with swords and weapons.
I put on my shoes and went to the ground, habitually inserted the inner Qiankun into the back collar, and wandered to the main room thinking about the things in my dream, and stood in front of my grandfather's memorial tablet, lost in thought.
Suddenly, I seemed to have figured everything out, understood what grandpa wanted to convey to me, and started preparing what I needed tonight.
Call me timid or overly cautious, but I still prepared to use kerosene and torches.
These things are necessary for every household in the countryside, because as long as there is heavy rain and windy weather, there will be a power outage in the village. Kerosene lamps are essential items for us.
I put the most important thing to spend with Ye Xu tonight in my pocket, took half a bottle of liquor, took a deep breath and left the house.
The night outside was very quiet, and there was no thick white fog like in the dream. This way, at least my vision would not be damaged. I felt a lot more at ease. I walked on the road in the village and walked towards the small bridge beside the village.
Go.
Being very familiar with the environment here, I did not step on mud again, but walked on a concrete floor and walked directly to the edge of the river.
This is a platform built by the villagers to collect water. There is no running water in the village, and some people still wash their clothes by the river.
In addition, although the river is not deep, it is rare living water and the water quality is relatively clear, so there is a place where you can walk directly into the river.
To be honest, looking at any water body at this time will not give you a sense of beauty.
Because of the light-absorbing nature of water, the waters at night are dark and dark, like the entrance to hell.
Only the moonlight casts its light, like dividing lines, dividing the upper and lower parts of the water into two distinct worlds.
People on the water cannot see the situation below, but people under the water can clearly see everything in the outside world through this dividing line. The very unfair theory of relativity caused me to be timid at this time.
I was still wearing Uncle Wu's clothes, and I had a lot of things in my pockets. Needless to say, this outfit locked me into a neutral aesthetic.
Suddenly, the water surface started to roll.
The ripples moved in the opposite direction, like a big fish swimming against the current, and even splashed with waves.