Li Yuan did not leave the village. Yes, he really did not leave the village. He convinced his wife and father, but he could not leave the village.
There was heavy fog that morning, and the familiar mountain road out of the village turned into a maze. Li Yuan's family of three could not get out of the village no matter how they went. From morning to 4 p.m., they were still wandering in the same place.
At 4 o'clock, when Li Yuan's face turned pale and he found that he was still in the same place, he was discouraged, threw away his luggage, sat on a big rock, and said dejectedly: "Let's go back."
His wife didn't speak, and his father didn't speak either. What did the fog that lingered from morning to afternoon mean? This is against the laws of nature, and even fools know there is something wrong!
"Aren't you leaving?" Li Yuan's father also sat down, asking as if he was sure and giving himself an affirmation.
Li Yuan looked up at the pale mist and said, "I can't leave. I can't get out. I have to go back and fight. It doesn't matter whether I live or die. I have to keep something." It was a feeling of being forced into a desperate situation. It was only later that I made up my mind.
Li Yuan's father said: "As soon as I'm old, it doesn't matter whether I live or die, I will always protect your family."
After saying this sentence, the family of three actually burst into tears on the mountain. They were so desolate that they could not express themselves...
The way down the mountain back to the village was surprisingly smooth. The thick fog that had been surrounding them gradually dispersed. When they arrived at the village, Li Yuan couldn't help but look back and saw where there was fog on the mountain
But this only made his despair worse. He understood that it was the old village chief who didn't want him to leave and wanted him to die!
When I heard this part of the story, I was very confused. I once asked the master: "It is the ability of ghosts to make people get lost. Is the old village chief a ghost?"
"No, the old village chief is an extremely special being. I'm afraid there won't be many similar examples in China from ancient times to the present."
Unlike when we listen to a story on the train, no matter how scary it is, we know that we will not enter the story. What happened to Li Yuan is not a special case, and the horror in the village continues.
On the way back to the village, Li Yuan met several other people. Those people were also villagers from the same village as Li Yuan. They were a family. Li Yuan remembered that they were also the ones who accompanied the old village chief to inspect the fishing ground that day.
Seeing that they were also carrying luggage and going out as a family, Li Yuan couldn't help but ask: "Can't they get out of the village?"
The man looked at Li Yuan, obviously startled, but suddenly thought of something, and said a little decadently: "Yes, you too?"
"Same, I dreamed of him, I said 15 days, what about you?" Li Yuan is already ready to risk everything. Now that things have happened, what else can't be said
The man's expression suddenly changed. He stopped, stared at Li Yuan, and said slowly: "He is under the water plants."
Li Yuan sighed to God, seeming to be saying to himself and to that person: "Our dreams must be the same. He will definitely come back in 15 days. We need to inform the villagers. "
So, that night, more than 80 middle-aged men in the village gathered at the village ancestral hall. When they talked about this, they discovered that there were 5 people in the village who had dreamed of the old village chief.
But after all, this is a dream, and the reason why you can't leave the village is because of the fog. With these, it is difficult to win people's trust. Or to put it another way, people may believe it, but what can they do about this kind of thing
This is a kind of helplessness of sitting still and waiting for death, because the enemy can't be seen or touched, and you can't do anything about it. It is something that you can't fight even if you try hard, just like air.
Li Yuan lived a life of counting days in his dreams. Every day he would dream of the old village chief coming to tell him the time. Every time, he felt like he was scared out of half his life.
He resists sleep, he doesn't dare to sleep, but every day after two o'clock in the morning, no matter what he is doing, even if he gathers a few people who are all dreaming to play cards together, he will fall asleep, and the same goes for those few people.
On the tenth day to the end, half of the people in the village suddenly dreamed of the old village chief.
At this time, something more terrifying happened at the same time.
In rural areas, some chickens and ducks are raised freely. In the evening, those chickens and ducks will go home by themselves. But on this day, when it got dark, most of the chickens and ducks in the village did not go home.
On the second day, people with ugly faces found a large number of chicken and duck carcasses in a remote mountain col. All of them were bloodied carcasses, and some were even bitten.
He is back, and this is the concept in people's minds.
Such a concept makes people panic. In the face of life and death, there are always people who want to struggle. On the day after the corpses of chickens and ducks were found, people in the village began to run in large numbers. They ran to no one knows where. In short, they wanted to run out of the village. At least we have to seek refuge in a neighboring village, right
Faced with this situation, Li Yuan did not make any move. He just looked at the crowd and said: "You can't run away."
Yes, you can't run away. At least a dozen families walked out of the village that day, but by the afternoon, all those dozen families came back, and they all came back with pale faces.
And it was also on this day that chickens and ducks continued to die. People who did not let the chickens and ducks out also found chickens and ducks dead in their own homes the next day.
There is nothing more terrifying than dying in one's own home, which means that the terrible thing has come to one's home. Instead of doing that, people might as well just let it go and die. Dead chickens and ducks are better than dead people.
This is the eighth day of the countdown. Everyone in the village, including the children, dreamed of the old village chief.
This time, in the village ancestral hall, dozens of men hugged each other and cried at the same time. Do they really want to obey the old priest and all of them will die? None of them can escape
Li Yuan watched all this calmly. There were only two things he devoted himself to doing every day. One was to sharpen the kitchen knife, and the other was to write letters. He didn't know much about literacy, but he was looking up the dictionary and writing this letter. , Speaking of which, the dictionary was given by the old village chief.
On the seventh day to last, a man came to the village. This man came to the village almost once a month. This man was a postman. He came to the village once a month to deliver letters. He also came to the village to see if anyone wanted to deliver letters. .
Under normal circumstances, the village generally receives more letters, writes less letters, and takes a lot of things out.
But today, the postman discovered that almost every household asked him to deliver letters. The places where the letters were delivered were very ridiculous. Most of them were relatives in nearby villages. The postman wanted to say that he could obviously do this himself. But he found strangely that the people in the village were very insistent and wanted him to give it away.
There was no other way, so the postman had to agree. But when he left in the afternoon, he found dozens of people in the village following him, as if they wanted to go out with him. They all had luggage and other things, and the postman also found a Question, these people have very strange expressions on their faces.
That expression... The postman tilted his head and thought for a long time. Yes, it was a very fanatical, very fanatical hope! The postman's vocabulary was not rich, so it was difficult for him to think of such a sentence. It was indeed because the expressions of the people in the village were so weird.
But what? The situation once again made the postman feel strange. He went into the mountain and went up the mountain, and found that those people were milling around on the mountainside and refused to leave!
No matter how he shouted, those people seemed not to hear him. He wanted to go down to take a look at the situation, but was held by a pair of trembling hands. It was a young man from the village. Following him, there were two other people, an old man. The woman was a middle-aged man. The postman was surprised because he saw these three people trembling all over.
"Don't... don't go..., don't get yourself into it." The young man said to the postman.
"Why are you trapped?" The postman was confused. He couldn't explain what he felt. Anyway, he felt weird when he entered the village today, because as soon as he entered the village, he felt a very depressing feeling, and... and there was another There were words that the postman himself did not want to say. The whole village was lifeless!
"Let's go, don't ask!" The young man just tried to persuade him, but the middle-aged man actually grabbed the postman and ran down the mountain.
Finally they ran down the mountain and came to the road to the next village. Those few people relaxed. When the postman found them, all of them had tears streaming down their faces. The middle-aged man roared in pain and turned towards the village. Direction knelt down.
Seeing him kneel down, the young man and the old woman also knelt down at the same time. They all kowtowed heavily in the direction of the village.
Until he returned home in the evening, the postman found this thing inexplicable. The most common thing he heard from the three people was: "I didn't go to the river that day."