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Chapter 28
Along the way, Grandpa always felt that someone was staring at him from behind, and his whole back was chilly, and he didn't know whether it was because he was wearing too thin clothes or something, but the feeling was weird but he couldn't tell.Because the fortune teller said that his fire point is low, and it is easy to encounter wandering ghosts when walking alone on the mountain road. Grandpa learned the experience of encountering ghosts a few times before and quickened his pace.

The trees on both sides of the mountain path have almost lost their leaves at this time, and they are as bare as a rooster that has lost their feathers. Only the evergreen pines and cypresses remain green in spring, but there is still some pale yellow in the green.Walking on the accumulated fallen leaves, it is as soft as walking on cotton.The sun shines on the mountains through large swaths of branches, adding a touch of artistic conception and interest.

In front of the old man's gate, a black cat was lazily lying down on the steps and licking its paws. Under the sun, a pair of green eyes glowing with fluorescence were really strange.Behind the door, the pair of eyes still maintained the same movement as before, staring straight at the distant figure of grandpa until he turned the corner and disappeared into the woods.

"Xiao Hei, come in quickly, so that you don't appear in front of people, why are you disobedient today!?" The old man's voice was surprisingly loud at this time, like a 30-year-old young man, and his cloudy eyes became shining , The wrinkles on the face are instantly reduced, and the skin is smoother.Of course, no one knew about all this, just like how no one knew how he survived all these years.

The black cat seemed to be able to understand human language. After hearing the voice, it turned its head slowly, and its eyes blinked indifferently, just like a child's mischievous glance.Then got up impatiently, stretched his hind legs and walked into the house, and disappeared behind the closed door after only two steps.On this uninhabited mountain, the sun seems to be cooler than other places, and the window paper of the old man's house is rattling in the wind.With crumbling walls, dilapidated doors and windows, faded couplets, and missing tiles, this single-door courtyard seems to be isolated from the world and does not attract dust.

At this time, the house is another scene, people are coming and going, very lively.The old man was still sitting at the Eight Immortals table drinking tea, and the black cat obediently crawled at his feet and licked its hair.The white figures were indistinct, from the main room through the small courtyard in the middle to the back room, even the walls could not block them at all, but the old man was not surprised by all these.On the other side of the table, a woman in white was sitting calmly and naturally, only silently looking at the cup in hand but helpless, she could no longer pick up anything after so many years, even tasting the clear tea in this world has become a luxury!If Grandpa saw this scene, he would definitely exclaim: Isn't this the woman in white that I saw before!
After taking a small sip, the old man stared at the woman in front of him in a daze, how many years, how many years since Xi'er died, but he is still lingering in this world, but when it comes to death, he is still reluctant to part with it!Turning back time, the old man's thoughts stayed in the time when he first moved to this place.That was about 60 years ago. I was still a young man in my prime, and I fled here with my parents.At that time, there was a war in the local area, but I can't remember exactly which side was fighting which side. The Gouji Ridge in those days was full of traces of shells, knives and axes.

For many years, it was once a killing field for executioners. It is too desolate to think about it. How many innocent lives have become ghosts under the sword, some were beheaded, some were raped, and some were dismembered. Children are not spared.If he hadn't hid in the deep mountains and old forests with his parents for several years and never came out, he would have become a ghost like Xi'er today.

Xi'er was the lover of the old man when he was young. When he was alive, he was so beautiful and juicy.The old man has known this beautiful and generous girl since he moved to the village.The two fell in love at first sight, and they thought they could grow old together, but they didn't want to be separated forever because of the scuffle.

One is working hard in the world, and the other is looking forward to at the junction of yin and yang.And now the girl sitting next to the old man is Xi'er, who has been waiting for the old man for 60 years.The woman is not as scary as the usual ghosts, but she has the demeanor of a fairy in white clothes, with deep concern in her moving eyes.Only she herself understands that waiting so hard is only because of the persistence in her heart, she lives and dies in the same bed, and even when she goes to the underworld to report, she has to cross the bridge of Naihe together and drink that Meng Po soup.

Speaking of it, it was the old man's luck that he chose this unlucky shady place because of Mr. Feng Shui's nonsense, so he had the possibility of being born in the same room with Xi'er.The so-called yin land, as the name suggests, is a yin land, that is, a place where ghosts live, not a place for living people.Generally, it is a place where many graves or bones are buried underground, but it is precisely this place that living people cannot live in.Ordinary people live here, or their yang qi is getting weaker and weaker, leading to diseases that cannot be cured for a long time and die.Or if he ran into that fierce ghost and died immediately, he didn't even know how to die.

Generally speaking, the living cannot compete with the dead for space, after all, the dead are the greatest.But the old man was unlucky that year, so he listened to the nonsense and chose the site here.At that time, there were still other villagers living around this house. Although there were only four families in total, it was considered lively, and it would not be deserted and lonely.

The houses next to it are now abandoned for no other reason than the legend of being haunted.Why it is haunted, only the old man can explain it clearly.It's nothing more than his own house built on top of the shade, robbing the territory of lonely souls and wild ghosts.Therefore, many ghosts cry and cry in this place every night, making people panic.In the end, even during the day, many shadows appeared out of thin air, shuttling back and forth under the trees and in the house, causing a lot of restlessness. In the end, the other families couldn't stand the torture and moved out decisively, leaving only the old man's family.

When the foundation of this house was laid, although some pottery pots, broken bones and the like were dug out from the ground, there was nothing else, and it was built as scheduled.No one is happy to be able to live in a new house, so with the help of several families around, the old man's family built the new house in two months.

Finally, I have a place to live. The golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as my own kennel.Saying goodbye to the days of hiding in XZ in the deep mountains and wild forests, I can finally settle down and talk about marriage with Xi'er's family.Unexpectedly, the house has just been built, and before they go to propose a marriage, they receive the news that Xi'er was shot in the temple by a grenade and died.

At that time, the old man had already forgotten how he got here, and there was only a feeling that life was worse than death. Now thinking about it, his heart still hurts like a knife is grinding meat.One blow was not enough. In those years, the old man experienced more painful things than when Dongzang XZ was homeless—less than half a year after the house was built, his healthy parents were sick and finally passed away.

In that era of lack of food and clothing, it was not easy to survive. When it was time to start enjoying a happy life, parents died of hatred due to an unexplained illness. How could this not make people feel sad and desperate?Speaking of it, if you want to blame, you can only blame the wrong place for the house, and it's not that those ghosts killed the parents.

In the beginning, it was my father who said that someone strangled his neck at night and almost suffocated to death.Waking up in the middle of the night, only to see a vague hunched figure, who seemed to be an elderly man with a hunchback.Later, my mother also said that there was always someone pressing on her head in the middle of the night, and she couldn't breathe.

Gradually, the situation became more and more serious. At night, there were all kinds of quarrels, laughter and crying in the house like a meeting.There is an old man in black, a child in red, a woman in white, and a man in green. It's like entering the underworld. Parents live a life of fear.From that time on, accidents started to happen to the neighbors. Slowly, the rumors of this place being haunted spread, and the neighbors all moved away, leaving me as an outsider who had nowhere to go and could only live here temporarily. Pray to God to bless.

Unexpectedly, the situation got worse and worse. No matter day or night, people in the house came in and out like going to a market, and a battle started between humans and ghosts.My parents chanted scriptures and Buddha every day, and even invited Bodhisattvas from the temple, but they still couldn't calm down the ghosts of this place.

Originally, I thought that having a Bodhisattva town house would reduce ghosts and ghosts, and exchange for a few days of peace.Unexpectedly, just after the Bodhisattva came back from the temple, and hadn't left it in the main room for a day, it was inexplicably broken. This is an unlucky sign!On that day, the old man's mother died at night, and that scene still seems to emerge before his eyes.

The high fever persisted, her whole body was weak, her mother seemed to have been deprived of her soul, she kept her eyes open all the time, muttering something in her mouth, saying no, no, I don't want to die, hurry up and go away.That day, there was a strong wind outside the house, flying sand and rocks.The old man held his mother's hand and cried while hoping to wake her up by talking to his mother, but in the end it was in vain.After the mother whimpered and said the last sentence of no, she suddenly trembled, her neck seemed to be choked, and she left without taking her last breath.When he died, his eyes were wide open, and his face was full of horror.

"Ah, mom, you can't die!" The old man burst into tears, but it was too late.The figures in the room are still coming and going, and there seems to be laughter echoing "ah quack..." beside the bed. The voice comes from a woman with disheveled hair, a lonely soul who has appeared countless times in the house.But beside the mother, the father was still unconscious, sleeping peacefully as if he didn't know the world, but the line of tears that flowed slowly showed that his sense of hearing was still there.

Ever since they moved into this house, their parents' health has deteriorated day by day.First, the eyes of the two can see the ghosts coming and going in the house, and then they are always tortured by various strange feelings when they sleep at night, and they cannot sleep peacefully all night.After that, my father kept saying that he was dizzy, weak, and groggy, and the examination did not show any results, only that he was weak in Qi.I thought it was nothing serious, but unexpectedly one day when I was out working, I accidentally fell off the field ridge and eventually fell into a coma.The ridge of less than two meters is still soft soil, and it is impossible to believe that a middle-aged man can be knocked unconscious.If there is not something wrong, it is absolutely impossible for such serious consequences to occur.

There was only a small wound of a few centimeters on the father's head. How could he be judged as a vegetable by the village clinic?This is simply a fantasy, and it has become the best evidence in the village about the rumors that this place is haunted.

After the father's accident, the mother's body became weaker and weaker.The cheeks are getting thinner day by day, the eyes are slowly losing their luster, and the mind is not sober. They talk nonsense all day long, either dancing in the main room or arguing with someone in the middle of the night. The barefoot doctor walked here and said yes Stimulated and mentally ill.Where did the excitement come from? My mother took a few Chinese medicines but it didn't help. Instead, she began to linger on the bed and couldn't get off the ground. After all, she went.

Speaking of it, I can only blame myself for being useless. After my mother died, I watched my father follow my mother, but there was nothing I could do. I couldn't even see a ghost that my parents said.When the old man thought of these past events, the tears in his eyes couldn't help but dripped into the teacup in front of him, splashing a small splash with a ding-dong sound.

(End of this chapter)