Onmyo Ghost Hunter

These graves are the burial places of children who died young. Children who died under the age of ten are considered premature deaths. This custom is common in our rural areas. Children who die young cannot report their funerals, nor can they hold funerals. I know, and the children who died young have a lot of resentment, so you can't get too close to them, otherwise they will haunt them, so the parents in the family don't set up tombstones, don't burn paper money, and don't put offerings, no family is an exception.

The reason why I am familiar with this land is because this land was designated by my grandpa. He brought me here before. All the children who died in Huai Village and our village are buried here. Grandpa has seen this land. If there is no mistake, there is a stone tablet in this burial place, because this is the reason for the burial, and there has been no trouble. For this, the villagers are very grateful to my grandfather.

I left this graveyard and looked into the distance, and sure enough there was a dull stone tablet among these random graves. Although it was very inconspicuous, it did exist.

"unlucky!"

I picked up the jade pendant and wiped the soil on it. The jade pendant has become moist and feels different from before, and I feel very solid while holding the ancestral jade pendant. Maybe it’s because the ancestors have manifested themselves. After this tossing, It was almost dawn, and I walked out of this cemetery quickly. Although there was still a cold wind blowing, it was not as piercing as at night, and I was able to distinguish the way to Huai Village now. With my current foot strength, I should be able to catch up. Arrive at Grandpa Man's house before breakfast.

Nothing strange happened on this road. The reason why Huai Village is called Huai Village is because there is a big pagoda tree at the entrance of the village. In summer, you can sit under it to enjoy the shade without using a fan. It is said that this pagoda tree has a history of [-] years. , Grandpa Man lives at the entrance of the village, and I will be there soon.

Most of Huai Village are bungalows built with red kiln bricks, and the tops are covered with gray-black tiles. The better ones are paved with cement. At that time, because the temperature was humid, grass could still grow in the house. My grandfather was the village head of Huai Village, and his family was relatively well-off. I knocked on the door painted with vermilion lacquer.

Before I went in, I asked about the taste of the scallion pancakes, and my stomach groaned in disappointment.

After a while, Grandpa Man opened the door. He is ten years younger than my grandfather. He is a very energetic old man. He wears a black Chinese tunic suit with some greasy cuffs. He often has a cigarette in his mouth and his eyes are slightly narrowed. Was it smoky, or was it just like that.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Man Ye touched my head with his calloused hands, helped me remove the leaves from my head, and said with a mouth full of yellow teeth:

"Zhong Yuan, you don't go to school today, why did you come to Manye to play, it's still so early."

He is not tall, and he can touch my head even on his tiptoes. Only then did I remember the business:

"My grandpa is dying, and I want to see you for the last time."

"What?! It won't work?!"

Man Ye suddenly thought of something important, he was stunned for a while, then he slapped his head and was about to walk forward.

"I'm hungry."

I grabbed Man Ye, Man Ye was taken aback, threw the cigarette in his mouth on the ground, got into the house, took out a few scallion pancakes and threw them into my hands, and said:

"Tell Master Man, when did it happen?"

"Last night, after my father told me, I came here."

I grabbed the scallion pancake, took a bite, and said.

"Last night? Then why did you come here now? Where did you go to play?"

Man Ye was a little angry, he knocked my head hard with his hand, and his tone became a bit more serious.

I bit off most of the scallion pancakes in one bite, rubbed my head with my hands, and said:

"I... When I came, I met the god of the wrong road. It was almost dawn before I found the way."

"You came out in the middle of the night? Oops, hurry back with me!"

Man Ye's face changed suddenly, the wrinkles on his face were all crowded together, he looked like a wrinkled old man.

After eating a scallion pancake, I followed closely behind Manye. Although Manye is younger than grandpa, he is still an old man in his 60s. His legs and feet are very agile. I was sweating profusely from running and still fell behind. When we arrived in our village, Man Ye had already arrived at my house. I stopped and gasped for breath. Many villagers surrounded the door of our house. It was still early at this time, and it was rare to see so many people.

"Zhong Yuan! You're all right, great!"

My body tightened, and I was picked up by someone, the air in my lungs was about to be squeezed out, and I yelled:

"Hei Pang, let go!"

The person who hugged me let go of his chubby hand after hearing what I said. Hei Pang was very happy, and he was so cold that he didn't even notice the snot coming out of his nose.

Hei Pang's real name is Zhang Chunsheng, but he is very fat and dark. People in our village call him Hei Pang. He has played with me since childhood, and he is a classmate with me, so we have a very good relationship.

"What are you making all the fuss about? It's still early to go to school. Why are there so many people in my family?"

I stuffed Heipang with the last scallion pancake and asked as I walked.

Suddenly, my arm was pulled, and the black and fat little eyes tried to widen, full of horror, and my body trembled a little. The other hand was holding the scallion pancake firmly, and stammered:

"Don't...don't go."

This is the second time I have seen Hei Pang like this. The first time was a few years ago when I went to the orange orchard with him to steal oranges. He was chased by a dog and bitten on his leg.

"why?"

I frowned. Heipang's courage is inversely proportional to his size. He is big but timid.

"You...your grandpa is dead..."

"Dead?! Are you kidding me!"

I looked at Hei Pang angrily, and raised my fist. Although I am half the size of him, my fist is very powerful. If he jokes again, I will definitely beat him to the ground.

"All... all dead."

Hei Pang was afraid that I would beat him, so he ran away after speaking, the fat on his body quivered, and soon disappeared from my sight.

I spit a few mouthfuls towards the side of the road, whispered bad luck, and rushed home, but when I got to the door, neighbors stopped me, some of them still had tears in their eyes, and there was a special feeling in the air. I took a look at the front ground, there were traces of firecrackers, and there were traces of white mist spreading out, and there were voices of discussion all around, which was very noisy.

"Aunt Zhang, let me go."

Aunt Zhang is a black and fat old woman, she is also very burly, with a pair of chubby arms around me, I immediately buried my head in the center of her plump chest, and there was a special aura of a rural aunt from her, which made me suffocate I can't breathe.

I broke free from her arms, squeezed in, and went straight to Grandpa's bedroom.

Man Ye sat by the bed, bowed his head, and did not speak. There was a person lying on the ground with a towel covering his face. It was indescribably weird. The room was quiet, no one spoke, not as noisy as outside.

I was stunned, the person lying on the ground was wearing a floral padded jacket, navy blue trousers underneath, and a pair of dark red embroidered shoes on his feet. This, this is not my mother’s usual Dress up, is she my mother?Why are you lying on the ground with a towel covering your face?I stretched out my hand and pulled the towel away, and after seeing the face clearly, I yelled, a chill came from my back, and my heart beat suddenly.