The Erbao family lives in a mountainous area and there is no electricity in the village. After dark, they often listen to adults chatting and telling stories. Surrounded by dim oil lamps, the most exciting thing is to listen to ghost stories. What Erbao fears most is “ghost hitting the wall”. What is “ghost hitting the wall”? It means that when walking alone at night, an endless black screen suddenly appears in front of you, blocking your path like a wall. So “ghosts hit the wall” is also called “block”. Er Bao often stays away from home at night because he is afraid of being “blocked.” However, the more you are afraid of something, the more you will encounter something.
Er Bao is studying in middle school in the town, more than 30 miles away from home. The school implements a dormitory system for the children in the village, but needs to pay part of the ration and part of the vegetable fee. Grain is produced by the family, and students often have to carry food from home to school.
On the weekend, the life teacher informed Erbao that you are out of food, go home and carry it. Erbao’s home is not accessible by bus, and there is usually nothing left to go home. This time he planned to go back after school. By coincidence, the teacher informed him of the class meeting in the last class. He is a newly elected class leader, so embarrassed to ask for leave, so he had to wait until the meeting was over before going back. The class will be open until more than 8 o’clock in the evening.
Erbao hesitated, it’s so late, can’t you return? Looking up at the sky, the rising moon is white and bright, and my heart also brightens. Isn’t this the same as during the day? What’s terrible, come back! Er Bao vacated his school bag and loaded it with the things he asked to take home: 5 catties of salt, a pack of matches and two boxes of Dad’s cigarettes. I went to the pantry again and found a stick and held it in my hand to be bold.
After leaving the town, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians. When I stepped off the highway, as soon as I stepped on the dirt road home, not a single pedestrian was visible. There was no wind, and the night was very quiet, and I could only hear the rustling of my own footsteps, especially monotonous. In the beginning, Er Bao just wanted to walk in his heart. He walked vigorously and courageously, shaking his arms quite vigorously. The road at his feet gradually stretched out to the hinterland of the mountains. The mountains were like huge shadows standing beside the road. The vegetation on the mountains seemed to absorb the moonlight. The whole mountain was dark and heavy, and he felt more and more lonely.
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The moon is already westward, and Er Bao walked out of sweat. Turning a mountain foot, there is a flat land in front of me, not far from home. Looking up at the village, an ominous landscape bursts into view-the village cemetery. Looking at those big and small grave bags, the ghost characters in the story went through movies in his mind one by one. The more he thought about it, his heart became more and more embarrassed, and his hair stood up for a while.
Erbao approached the graveyard step by step. Suddenly, a few bluish-green flames appeared in front of them, and the flames jumped up and down, lightly and faintly. Ghost fire! Er Bao’s hair stood up at once, and his legs became soft. He stood there unable to move, and his heart almost jumped out! He coughed twice, hummed a hoarse tune in his throat, sang boldly, and didn’t know what song he could sing. I just stared at the ghost fire and didn’t go a lotI stumbled on the soil under my feet, “plop” and planted a big somersault. At the same time, it was dark in front of me and I couldn’t see anything. The moon was gone, the stars were gone, the scenery disappeared, and he fell into a dark world. Er Bao shouted in his heart: It’s over, it’s over, it’s “blocked”! Turned over and sat on the ground. He was surrounded by boundless fear.
Er Bao stretched out his slap and shook it, but he couldn’t see his fingers. He stretched out his arms and swept around a few times, trying to see if there was a “wall” blocking it, and accidentally touched his bag. He suddenly remembered, saying that ghosts are afraid of fire, so he hurriedly took out the match, and struck it with a choke, thinking that “blocking” must be scared away, staring around and looking around, it was still dark. He struck one by one, and in a short while he finished two boxes of matches. Looking around, it was still pitch black. If it went on like this, a pack of matches wouldn’t be able to strike at dawn, so he lit a cigarette. Although only the dark red spot on the head of the firework can be seen, but because of this spot in the dark, it is like having a creature with him, his emotions gradually calmed down.
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He suddenly remembered that the physics teacher had said that phosphine can be decomposed when a human or animal carcass decays, and it can burn automatically. This is what people think Said wildfire. After understanding this, his fear was reduced by more than half. He thumped his head and complained to himself. He was not calm when things happened, and forgot everything when he was afraid. Then I wondered again, is it “blocking” something to do something wrong? Could it be that there is something wrong with your eyes and night blindness? Oh, come to think of it, I saw in a general magazine that when the human body is poorly nourished or lacks vitamin A, it is easy to get night blindness or other eye diseases. It’s rare to see fish in school meals. Where did the vitamin A come from? The fall just now was the cause of the illness. It must have been a problem with my vision. Thinking of this, his fear almost faded, the only worry was that he was in danger, not to mention a beast, even a wild dog could tear himself apart. You must go, and don’t stay in dangerous places for long.
Erbao made up his mind to touch and touch home. He fumbled forward, his feet were bumpy, he almost tripped several times, and several times hit the trunk of the cemetery. As he walked, he ran into a high slope at his feet, and the cat’s waist touched it. It was a grave bag, indicating that he had walked into the grave. Now he figured out his position: the road was heading south. Facing the direction home, the graveyard is on the right side of the road. Now I feel the tomb, indicating that the road is on my left, which is to the east. However, it was dark on all sides, and I did not know how to turn around a few times. He suddenly thought of the tree—children in the mountains are too familiar with trees—the tree can tell him which side is south: the trunk on the sunny side grows fast, and the bark is constantly cracked, so the bark is rough and the tree on the shady side The skin is more delicate. Er Bao touched several trees in succession and finally figured out the location. When he touched the ridge on the side of the road, a map immediately appeared in his heart:On the road, there is a tomb on the right, facing forward, 1500 meters to the big willow tree by the village. As soon as I understood it in my heart, my eyes suddenly lit up-my eyesight was restored, and all the scenery was vividly visible! The silver moon, the twinkling stars, and the undulating mountains are so harmonious and quiet, and the night is showing a hazy beauty. Erbao yelled with joy: “I have won—” A series of responses came from Gunsan…