In the countryside, every night on the Ching Ming Festival, rural people will rarely go out for activities, because this day is a ghost festival, especially at night, if you walk on the street, you may not be clean. The things attached to you will bring disaster to you.
At that time, for those of us who love activities in the village, by this evening, they could not be afraid, and always tried their best to escape the supervision of their parents and slip away. Leave the house and come to the street to find friends to play.
One year on the night of Ching Ming Festival, the crescent moon was like a hook. Mother told me early not to go out to play, because today is the Ghost Festival, there will be dirty things on the streets at night, as long as you go out, you will encounter them and be scared by them. I just nodded on the surface and agreed, but in my heart I figured out how I could escape my mother’s vision. Fortunately, my mother is a theater fan, as long as she watches the drama, she can’t care about anything. It happened that the TV show was my mother’s favorite Henan opera. She sat in front of the TV a long time ago, immersed in the wonderful world brought to her by Henan opera, and could not care about me anymore. My father loves me very much, but he and his mother love me in a different way. He approves of me going crazy outside, so he doesn’t talk back to my mother. Seeing that my mother was just watching the show, I happily said hello to my father, and then slipped out of the house to find my friends to play.
At this time, the street is very quiet, and you can’t even see the person. When the breeze blows, the leaves on the trees on both sides of the street rustle softly, making people feel the whole body. When I heard the rustle of these leaves, my heart beat quickly, and I thought of my mother’s words that today is the Ghost Festival, and there will be unclean things in the evening. I was so scared that I wanted to turn around and run home.
As I turned around, suddenly I heard a girl singing a ballad in front of me:
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Little Yanzi, kick the shuttlecock, Xiaojianzi count the shuttlecock,
Shuttlecock up, shuttlecock down, shuttlecock up and down,
Tired and bad The little Jianzi who counted,
Happy is broken, the little swallow kicking the shuttlecock
Little Yanzi, kicking the shuttlecock, the car is crushed by the coming Shuttlecock, killed Little Swallow
Little Swallow…
Upon hearing this, my whole body collapsed and my tight nerves relaxed. My partner was playing on the street, I thought excitedly, and walked towards the sound.
When I approached the little girl who sang songs, under the dim moonlight, I saw a little girl in a white dress, she was kicking the shuttlecock… Seeing her voice is clear and soft, with childishness, as if coming from the depths of the darkness, the shuttlecock quickly jumped on her feet, and her long black and smooth hair followed the shuttlecock’sJump and dance.
I was very puzzled, how could she kick the shuttlecock at night now? Why do you want to sing such a sad song of being hit and killed by a car? With full of doubts, I came to her and asked her, “It is night, can you see the jumping shuttlecock?”
The singing stopped, and the jumping shuttlecock fell. When I was on the ground, I heard her quietly saying: “Because I like to kick shuttlecock, I live in the tomb during the day, and there is no way to kick it. I can only kick it at night.” She turned and stared at me.
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At this time, I saw her face clearly, and saw her bloody and cruel, staring at me coldly and stretching out The slender and pale hands floated towards me and said, “Come… let’s kick the shuttlecock together, come…”
I was so scared that my whole body was stiff, I wanted to run, but couldn’t run. She moved, wanted to shout, but couldn’t shout, so she let her jump over.
Just as she was getting closer and closer to me, suddenly a white light flashed in front of my eyes, and I saw the old village chief Qin Daye walking towards me with a flashlight, and then The little girl who kicked the shuttlecock quickly disappeared from my eyes, and my body returned to normal.
Uncle Qin came to me and saw me sweating profusely. He asked me with concern: “My child, what’s wrong with you? Are you feeling well?”
I shook my head and told him the weird scene of the little girl kicking the shuttlecock just now.
When Uncle Qin heard what I said, his face suddenly became very solemn, and then he sighed long and told me about the girl who kicked the shuttlecock.
The girl is the daughter of Li Heizi in the east of the village, named Qiaoyan. She liked to kick the shuttlecock very much during her lifetime. One summer evening five years ago, she kicked the shuttlecock on the street in the village. Suddenly, she was knocked down to the ground by a tricycle approaching at high speed, and passed out to death. At that time, because there was no one on the street, the man who drove the tricycle drove away in the tricycle in order to escape responsibility and did not care about saving her. When the villagers found her, she had already died of blood loss. Later, when the person who hit her, once drove a tricycle to pull soil at home, he found that the girl who had been killed by him was standing on the road in front of him and lunged at him with a grimly sneer. He was immediately scared to drive the tricycle. He ran into a tree by the side of the road. Although he was not killed, he smashed his legs. He felt that it was the girl’s ghost who had come to avenge himself. He surrendered himself to the police station accompanied by his family and got what he deserved. punishment.
After listening to this story, I realized that she was singing about her unfortunate experience just now…