Fugui showed his father to the fields to see watermelons that night. The heat during the day was so intense that at night, the fields no longer felt warm. In the middle of the melon field is the melon shed. The walls on all four sides, including the roof, are made of reeds, which will be abandoned after the melon season, and will be remade in the coming year. Rich and honored lying on the mat just can’t sleep. The father had fallen asleep across from him. The night is very quiet, except for the sound of insects, which is the sound of wind blowing reed leaves.
At that time, TV was not popular in rural areas. Everyone in a family with TV would watch TV at his home after dinner. Another point is that the old people tell their children ghost stories, all of which happened somewhere in the village or were experienced by grandma and grandpa. Just snuggling in the arms of my parents, I still heard my heart come. What kind of ghost sedan chair hits people? There are water ghosts in the river, and ghosts hit the wall. But the rich and the honor really met once. The stone bridge at the west end of the village used to be the place where the dead were buried. Those who died in the past were buried here. Some people were still exposed with their heads down and their feet exposed on the ground, and some were not deeply buried. The bodies were all exposed after a rain . This is true, and the rich and honour heard what the old neighbors said with their own ears. Those people havetily buried people just to rush back to eat a big pot of rice. That day, the rich and honorable and his partner were catching fish under the bridge, and when the sun was about to set, the partners went home one after another. The adults in the family saw that the other children had gone home and had no wealth, so they went to look for them under the bridge. The sky is completely dark. The rich and honorable stood in the bridge hole blankly, and his family didn’t pay attention to anything to him. When I was taken home, I asked the elderly in the village to watch it. Later, I talked about what happened under the bridge that night. He saw that his partners were gone, and he was left alone. it’s getting dark. As soon as he packed his things, someone patted him on the shoulder behind his back, and when he saw that there was no one behind him, he could no longer stand there for some reason. Until the family took him away.
A few days later, an old man from a neighbor came to his house and talked about her son’s childhood. Said that it rained that day, her son followed others to play, but he was lost in the mud at the foot of the mountain. It was getting dark, and there were patches of water mist in the mountains. She searched the village but couldn’t find it. I heard that she went to the other side of the mountain. And when the group he was playing with came back from another road, she remembered to look for it along the river. She shouted all the way but there was no echo. The mist on the mountain spread to the bottom of the mountain, until she walked in to see her son standing in the mud. I saw that his face was muddy and his nose and mouth were almost blocked. But he just couldn’t move, and he couldn’t speak when someone called. Later, this matter spread widely in the village. Available until the end of the year. Everyone in the village would be knocked on the door early on the morning of New Year’s Eve. When the door was opened, an indecent thing would kneel in front of the homeowner. This is the muddy-faced man at the foot of the mountain, pretending to be a ghost to scare others in the 30s. Is what he experienced true?
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The riches and honours lie on the mat, the more they don’t want to think about it, but they always think of this kind of thing. Water ghosts have also appeared in the river to the west of Guapeng. I heard that there were water ghosts in the early years, and everyone in the surrounding villages knew about it. The river is very shallow, directWading saves time than crossing a bridge, so wading to the other side during the day. Someone waded across the river during the day and went back when it was dark. I went down to the river without much thought. It was still the way I walked during the day. The water was very shallow and my feet couldn’t work hard. Struggling until somebody came to look for it in the middle of the night to go ashore safely, but blood ran through the ankles of both legs.
Suddenly, there was a sound outside like something burning. Wealth went out of the melon shed and looked towards the place with light. Several blue flames burned in the air. It bounced in the air for a while away and then near. This is a wildfire, and the rich and the rich are shocked. He hugged him back into the melon shed with both hands behind his back, and his father closed the door and went to sleep.
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On the second day, there was a family in the village doing funerals. The rich and wealthy were most afraid of this. The burial site was next to the melon shed. Others said that they saw him behind the door of his house, and he was joking with a living person by hiding behind the door with a weird temper? The Zamaza people in front of the coffin are very lifelike, and they seem to be smiling at him. When the coffin passed by someone’s door, a fire was lit to give him the last ride.
The rich and honorable still remember clearly eating funeral banquets at the back of the village when he was younger. The rich and honorable at the funeral banquet didn’t have any appetite at all. When someone asked him, he said that there was an unpleasant smell. No one at the table noticed it. Like burning something, the smell is always reluctant to leave, it accumulates more and more. Once in the home of a deceased, wealthy and wealthy also smelled the same smell. It is strange that children of the same age did not feel this way. Later, he once thought that the funeral director would burn a handful of paper at every intersection. He clearly remembered that there was a pile of burnt paper ashes, and he was reprimanded by his family when he said nonsense.
It was night again, and many people walked out of the house to sit and chat together. Somehow the adults talked about the supernatural things around them. An old grandma was sitting in front of her house, about to fall asleep, and found a tall thing standing in front of her. Later, she told others about the matter, saying that she had seen a ghost. Fugui and a few partners have heard her speak with their own ears. Some wild boars chasing people in the rivers of Hexi, and weasels appear in the deserted houses beside the village. They call their family members on the grave at night when they are just buried.
When everyone went back one after another, the wealthy and wealthy returned home reluctantly. I will go to live in the melon shed with my father in a while.
Fugui lay on his side deliberately not thinking about it, and the sound of the paper flowers on the new grave in the wind spread directly into Fugui’s ears. Wealth was vaguely about to fall asleep, and the door opened with a creak. Fugui hurriedly sat up, his father was still asleep face-down. A hand was on the edge of the door, the hand was green, and then a head was stretched out from the night, with no hair, pale face, green scalp, and red eyes. Fortune got out of bed and followed it outside, into the dark night. Fortune can hear the sound of paper flowers closer. He was picking up paper flowers, plucking pieces of paper, and stacking them up, and two piercing people stood beside him. Suddenly he hugged the rich with both hands, and the stabbing man leaned across the tomb.He was taken back by his father. As the sky gradually lit up, Fugui opened his eyes and got out of the bed, standing outside the melon shed thinking about the nightmare of last night. After his father hit this, he never let the rich and the wealthy sleep in the melon shed.