The moment I saw the corpse, I turned pale with fright. When my grandmother passed by and encountered a floating corpse, she could not go into the river under any circumstances. But when she encountered a corpse walking in the river that seemed to be surrendering, all she could do was to stay away from the river immediately.
Bian, you have to escape quickly!
Zhang Yidan followed my line of sight and saw the strange corpse that appeared quickly next to Huang Dong at some point. He immediately shouted: Damn it, you are stupid Huang Dong! Come up quickly! I didn’t see that there was someone next to me.
A dead body!
His companions were all frightened, and Huang Dong was also pale-skinned. However, his family lived near this river, and this was not the first time he had seen corpses floating on the river. Since he was the child king in the class, Huang Dong
Dong immediately said with a sullen face: "Zhang Yidan is a coward, but he is fat and bold. Why is he so afraid of death? He has never seen a dead body? What month doesn't one or two float by this river?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he watched helplessly as his partner next to him was pulled off the bottom of the water as if he had disappeared, and a string of bubbles immediately appeared on the water!
Huang Dong was so frightened that his face turned green. He opened his mouth wide and was about to call for help, but he felt something grabbed his feet, and a huge force pulled him into the water! He lived by the river, and the water was not bad at first.
He thought he was just caught by the water plants, but when he tried to paddle away, he was pulled down to the bottom of the water.
Huang Dong! Zhang Yidan is very loyal. When he saw his friend being dragged into the water, he instinctively didn't care about anything and immediately went into the water to save him.
I stood on the water bank and watched Huang Dong and his friends being dragged into the water by the strange corpse, but there was nothing I could do. Apart from being helpless, the cold feeling behind my back became stronger again, which was almost an alarm.
Yidan, don’t die! Run! Find an adult! I picked up Zhang Yidan and ran, because I just saw the dark eyes of the strange corpse that seemed to be looking at me. If I stayed here any longer, something would definitely appear.
Something I didn't expect!
Zhang Yidan was dragged away by me, and several of my friends stopped trying to save people. They ran with us crying desperately, and finally found the adults on the shore and called the police.
I didn't dare to follow him. I pointed at the place where he fell into the water from a distance, and even pulled Zhang Yidan and didn't let him go.
The next day, the principal informed us sadly that Huang Dong and his companions had drowned. Then I heard from the adults that their eyes were open when they were fished out. The adult who went to fish them out also died.
, it was not until the police came that the matter was settled.
Zhang Yidan and several of his companions were thankful that they had saved their lives, and then they obeyed my words and did not dare to swim in the river again.
At that time, I thought, could the reflection in the water pulling at the corner of my clothes be the child bride my grandmother married me?
Is she not a human, but a ghost?
In order to understand my invisible sister-in-law, I began to be curious about my grandmother's magic at an early age. In the following years, I studied all her old books and read a lot about exorcising ghosts, attracting ghosts, and even raising ghosts.
fresh and wonderful method.
Although grandma knew that I was studying her stuff, she didn't stop me for some reason.
But it's a pity that even if I knew these magic skills, I didn't have the opportunity to use them or verify them until I went to college and joined the workforce.
As for why, maybe it was because there was no chance, or maybe it was because I had an omnipotent grandmother in my life before, but now I have my invisible sister-in-law who warns me all the time and has become stagnant, so I have no chance to use them.
Bar.
However, the skills that should have been slowly forgotten over time, but with the death of my grandmother, I had to use them, which even caused great disasters and slipped into the gloomy profession known as ghost raising.
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On July 16th of that year, I was in my twenties.
I received a letter from my grandma. In the letter, she told me that she would not survive July 14th, and told me not to go to the funeral, not to go back to the village, to forget the people and things in the village, and never to come back until I die. Only in this way can I
May you be safe and sound for the rest of your life.
The letter was forwarded to me by my mother. Counting the specified date of the letter and the current day, if I believe what the letter says, my grandma has been dead for two days.
Only ordinary people can determine the date of death unless someone has set a date for death or committed suicide. In my impression, grandma is almost omnipotent, so how could she set a date for someone to die?
The place where my grandmother lives is remote and there is no telephone connection. My mother lives in the county and often visits her. She is the only one who understands my grandmother's current situation best.
So I didn't believe what the letter said, but dialed my mother's phone number on my mobile phone and told her the contents of the letter.
I asked her about her current situation, such as whether she had shown any signs of Alzheimer's disease recently, whether her relatives and friends in the village were still well, whether any neighbors had conflicts with her, and so on.
My mother was surprised when she received my call, but she didn't take it seriously. She had just visited her grandmother a few days ago and she was in good health. She told her not to worry. When she came back, she gave her a cage of eggs and two bags of glutinous rice. She also had a good relationship with her neighbors. Goodbye.
We always look forward to seeing each other, and we are always warm and affectionate.
I frowned after hearing this, and suddenly remembered my grandma’s dream the night before, and felt uneasy.
In the latter half of the night on July 14th, I dreamed that my grandma came to see me. She was pale, and sitting on her shoulders was a girl in red with an equally pale face. She kept waving to me with a smile, but said nothing.
I wanted to walk over, but my sister-in-law kept holding my hand. I wanted to look back at her expression, but I couldn't turn my head at all.
When I woke up, I was covered in sweat but felt inexplicably sad.
For more than twenty years, every time I encountered danger, it was my wife and sister who helped me turn danger into danger. What does the dream represent? What happened to grandma?
After reading the letter over and over again, I thought about it for a long time and decided to go back to my grandma's house. I haven't been back for nearly a year. Even if it was dangerous, I couldn't care less.
Moreover, the handwriting in the letter was very sloppy, it was grandma's unique handwriting, and there was an old yellow paper symbol hidden in it, with brown and yellow writing on it.
I have seen this type of paper charm, written in human blood, which changes color over time.
In my early years, I often used my grandmother’s paper talisman books to play ghost drawing tricks, so I was very sensitive and familiar with these things.
After careful study, I even saw the function of this paper talisman. I had read about it in my grandmother's books before, and it was called a Yin-tong talisman. It can ward off evil spirits and communicate with ghosts and gods.
The important thing is that it is written with the essence and blood of the middle finger, which means breaking Yang and longevity, so it is classified as a relatively domineering talisman. No one would draw or play with this kind of thing unless absolutely necessary.
Maybe my grandma was telling me to avoid evil spirits and not to fly into flames, or maybe it was to protect the safety of the letter, but no matter what, this abnormal behavior made me worried.
In addition, the place where I currently work is a gallery in a shopping mall. Business is not booming, and my boss often threatens to fire me because of my reticence.
This incident gave me an opportunity, so I didn’t explain anything, and I didn’t take the rest of my salary. When I returned to the rental house after work, I packed my bags, saluted, and got on the express bus back to my grandma’s house.
The place where my mother lives is in a different direction from the village where my grandmother lives, so I didn't notify her about my return. In fact, I was afraid that she would worry because my premonition this time was not good either.
Premonitions can be attributed to the sixth sense. They cannot be explained, but they are often prescient.
There were only about twenty households in my grandmother’s village, which is my Yitun. It is located in the deep mountains and old forests, and is difficult to reach by means of transportation.
If you want to enter the village, you have to walk several kilometers of dirt road from Ganlong Village, so it will be difficult to walk on rainy days.
When I transferred to a van and arrived at Ganlong Village, the wind was smooth and it didn't rain. It was just that the fog was heavy and the visibility was not high.
I looked at the electronic watch on my hand. It was 6 p.m., and the sky was not particularly ugly. It gets dark late in the south, and it wouldn't be completely dark until after eight. So according to the time period, if you enter grandma's village, it might be dark at the same time.
If grandma is okay, I can still have a hot meal.
With this thought in mind, I picked up the simple package and headed towards the road to return to Yitun.
Boy, it's so late, you want to go to Yitun?
Watching me walking along a remote road in the village, the old man who got out of the van asked me kindly.
I'm visiting relatives.
It's late, why not stay one night in the village? This road is not easy to walk at night. The old man reminded me, there was a hesitation on his face.
I know what he is thinking. Yitun has inconvenient transportation. It is the last village on this land. People outside will not go in unless they are visiting relatives. In addition, my grandma has a good reputation. Over time, Yitun seems to be dark and dirty.
So at night, no matter how pressed for time or anxious about something, no one dares to take the night road in Yitun.
But that’s because they don’t know the situation in Yitun. After all, I have lived there for most of my life, and there is no one I don’t know there. When I think about studying in the town before, it was often May or Six when I came back. When I go back to Yitun, it’s like
Nothing more than normal.
At this age, I have never seen a real mandrill ghost, so I am very brave. The key is that my grandmother is not a big deal when I walk at night, and I am used to it.
When the old man saw that I insisted on leaving and didn't look like I was joking, he didn't dare to say anything. In this land, no one likes to control others, especially those who want to go to Yitun.
Where is Yitun? It is said that before the founding of the People's Republic of China, there was a town inside Yitun. At that time, a plague took away all the living people, and Yitun was not even called a village, but just a place outside the town.
The Yi Zhuang where corpses were stored had been abandoned for countless years. It was not until my grandmother arrived there that Yi Tuen, a place with less than twenty households, was established.
Of course, I had heard my neighbor, Mr. Zhang, talk about ancient times before, but I didn’t take it seriously.
The night is as cold as water, and the road is narrow and difficult to walk.
The shrubs and woods are as dense as before. When the night wind blows, they make a rustling sound. Occasionally, the night birds chirp, which is unclear and eerie.
On a foggy mountain road, it's hard to see anything six or seven meters away. Even if a familiar person walks towards you, if there are no footsteps, you can only see a shadow.
Sand, sand, sand.
I don’t know how long I’ve been walking, but there was a sound that sounded like footsteps or animals crossing the bushes. I don’t know when it started to sound around me. I am not a religious man, so I stopped when I heard this sound.
I was afraid that a mountain snake would borrow the path from the side, so I broke a branch in my hand.
But when I stopped, the sound also stopped, which surprised me. Remembering that my friends often teased me like this when I came back, I felt a sense of amusement in my heart and continued walking.
After I started walking, the sound continued. I thought it might be that guy Zhang Yidan. This guy often goes out to catch voles at night, and he doesn't forget to tease acquaintances walking at night. But now I heard him
Now that I have a daughter-in-law, are you going to turn on the stove and catch mice today?
While walking through the vortex, a black figure stopped in the middle of the road. When I saw his back from a distance, my face darkened. Isn't this Zhang Yidan who was having a good time?