The rain is getting bigger and bigger.
It is the time of Qingming Festival. Many people are preparing to go home and see their deceased relatives. Many people have already embarked on the journey home.
He is also ready.
He is a young man who came out to work in the countryside. Because his family is poor, he has no money to study, and he has a younger sister who is also studying. In order to relieve the burden on his family, he resolutely followed the village Of people go to cities to work.
After tidying up, hey, although I am living carefully this month, I still haven’t saved much money. Forget it, let’s go back.
I talked to my friend who came to work with me, then I talked to the contractor, and set off to my hometown in advance.
The mountain road in the rain was very muddy, and he walked forward with one foot deep and one shallow.
Ah! Suddenly, he stepped on the ground and landed in a pit beside the road. He was thrown into a stun. It took a long time before he felt his body. However, his leg was extremely painful, probably because of a broken bone.
Help, help! He yelled loudly, hoping that someone who was passing by would give him a hand, or call 120.
The call for help was swallowed up by the heavy rain. When people saw the rugged and muddy mountain roads, they all chose to take the road. Even though the path was very close, they did not dare to walk.
In this way, he didn’t see anyone come to help him until he died.
He died, his soul separated from his body, and he was stunned when he saw his muddy corpse. What should my sister do? What about the old mother? How to do? He became a ghost, so there was no way to cry.
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It is easier for him to go home now, because he can float back, no need to step on the mountain road to go back, no need to leave himself a deep dive on the mountain road There is no need to leave one’s own footprints in the memories of people at home.
Mom, sister, I’m back. He looked at his mother with white temples, a moment of sadness, his sister, for the sake of his mother, in order not to let him work hard for her, and study hard, as everyone knows, she has never seen her brother, the old mother will never see herself Son of him.
Let’s go brother, it’s time, don’t miss it. At this moment, a ghost in black, wearing a black hat and holding an iron chain appeared beside him.
Brother Guicha, sorry, I can’t go with you. He was looking at the ghost.
Why? The ghost is a little angry. Just because you can’t bear your old mother and sister? I’ve seen many ghosts like you!
No, I am not for my sister and motherDear. He said. I want to go back to the road where I died and help those who fell on the road like me and no one can help him.
You…Ghost is a little surprised, forget it, who made Ben Guicha also a good person? Come on, when are you going to go with me?
When the cement road is built in the village, I will naturally follow you.
Brother, you will be beaten into the eighteenth hell and be tortured like this! Gui Chai persuaded.
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Brother Guicha, you go, I know. He turned around and left after speaking.
Hey, fortunately, I came across this ghost, if the other guys had already been taken away. The ghost shook his head with a wry smile and left.
It is another rainy season, and a farmer is walking on that part of the road.
This damn rain, why doesn’t it stop? It’s not over yet! The farmer complained, and then went on walking.
Suddenly, he arrived in a mass of mud and slid down. The farmer landed on his right elbow with a click, and his arm could not move.
Help! Who can help me! The farmer endured the pain and called for help loudly.
At this moment, a man in a black robe stood on it, stretched out his hand and pulled the farmer up.
Thank you brother! Thanks to you, otherwise, my fortune tells it. The farmer said with a smile.
Brother, can you do me a favor? The black robe man said.
As long as I can do it, brother just speak up. After all, you saved my life. The farmer patted his chest with his left hand.
Tell the village chief that there is a corpse by the road in front of you. It is the corpse of Zhang Zhi in your village. Let his younger sister come to claim it. Remember his younger sister! Can’t let his mother come! Second, I beg your village chief to help build a concrete road, otherwise, more people will fall down here! After speaking, the black-robed man suddenly disappeared, and the farmers’ eyes went straight.
The farmer went down the road ahead and took a look, and he saw a corpse covered with maggots, swollen by rain, and took a closer look. Isn’t it his neighbor Zhang Zhi? ? Hurried to the village.
The corpse was secretly buried by his sister next to his ancestor’s grave. She told her mother that her brother had gone to work in Shenzhen in the south. His mother was happy and his son was promising!
The village also spread. There was a man in the small road, wearing a black robe, who specially helped those who fell on the side of the road but no one. The villagers regarded him as a god Regardless, the village head also actively requested funds to build roads from above, and the above agreed.
The road, repaired, he can’t come back.
Brother, let’s go, Hell says he wants to see you. Gui Cha didn’t tie him with an iron chain, but took him directly, left the Yang room, and went to the underworld on Huangquan Road.