In a mountain ring of Beishan, there is a village called Lijiazhai. Lijiazhai was originally a village built by the ancestors in the past to escape the war. There is only one road in and out of the village. The entrance of the village is the mountain pass. Although the village is a mountain village, outside the village is the Jidong Plain in Yimapingchuan, and a five- or six-mile road south is the county seat, so the village is remote and not remote. However, outside the mountain pass is the cemetery in the village. According to the old people, the cemetery was chosen by the ancestors: one is that there is good feng shui along the mountains and rivers, so you can enjoy it a hundred years later; second, because of the war in the past years, the ancestors wanted to protect themselves The descendants of the children and grandchildren prefer to guard the village entrance after death; thirdly, all the people in the village moved from the plains outside, and were unwilling to be buried in the mountains after death, so the grave site was chosen on the plain outside the mountain pass. As a result, the cemetery is getting bigger and bigger, and on both sides of the road in and out of the village are the graves of the villagers. The cemetery is one mile long along the village road.

Because the cemetery belongs to my own village, and the graves are all their relatives, since ancient times, people have not had any accidents when passing through the cemetery in and out of the village, but something weird happened recently. thing. There is a man named Li Lao Ling in the village. Lao Ling has a son who is 18 this year. The child is attending a key middle school in the county seat. I heard that the child’s academic performance is particularly good. He will definitely be admitted to the university in the future. But other people’s children go to school in school accommodation, because the living conditions of the old family are not good, and the children can’t afford to live. Fortunately, they are not far from the county seat. In order to save the cost of accommodation, the children wake up early and return late all day long. School student.

Although Lijiazhai is only six or seven miles away from the county seat, the child is now in the third year of high school. It is a time of intense study. The school not only has early self-study but also evening self-study. I walked back under the stars and covered the moon. After I got home, I had to eat and read at night. I didn’t sleep before twelve o’clock every night. Lao Wei was very distressed when he watched the child study so hard, but he had no culture to worry about it. It can’t help the child a little bit. Besides, the children have to pass through the graveyard outside the mountain pass every day to and from school. At first the children were not afraid, but after listening to the students tell some ghost stories at school, the children’s hair roots would stand up every time they passed by the graveyard. He got up, but in order to finish his studies, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and dashed through the prudent road in the dark night.
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One day the child came back from the evening study a bit late. It happened that there was no moonlight in the night sky, and the roadside crops also came from time to time. The sound of the wind, when the child came to the head of the graveyard, the flashlight that was on was still dead. The child subconsciously stopped here, and after hesitating, he raised his leg and walked towards the village. The child had just walked out a few steps, suddenly the head of the grave in front of him was bright. When he looked up, a woman in white was standing by the roadside with a lantern. The lantern was still an old-fashioned lantern with faint fluorescence, although the light was not. It’s too bright, but it still looks very bright in this dark night. When the child saw the woman, the woman was beckoning him