ghost
I'm afraid it's not as simple as a ghost.
Li Xianyu nodded: "I believe it."
Huang Yicong was stunned: "I really believe it."
Of course I believe it, I have dealt with ghosts a lot, and I just killed one in the restaurant... Li Xianyu complained in his heart, with a smile on his face: "Things you haven't seen before may not necessarily exist, but Why do you say it must not exist? So there is no need to argue about whether there are ghosts in the world, after all, no one has seen them."
Huang Yicong suddenly understood and nodded, "Actually, I don't know if that thing is a ghost... My hometown is in Chongming, which is the last stop where the Yangtze River merges into the sea. There are very few tributaries of the Yangtze River scattered in Chongming. There happens to be one river Passing outside the village where I live.”
It was a midsummer night, and the night sky was still twinkling with stars. The faint moonlight shone on the field ridges, among the weeds, and in the dense forest. Every child who grew up in the countryside will cherish the memories of quiet and peaceful countryside nights with the chirping of insects years later.
But Huang Yicong was not willing to recall the countryside of his childhood. That night he and his companions went out to fish for eels. For some reason, the harvest was very poor that day. There were no eels in the field under the flashlight for a long time, and there were no water snakes in the field.
"How about we go to the river and take a look." said the companion.
"There are water ghosts by the river, so you can't go there at night." Huang Yicong was timid when he was a child and didn't dare to go.
"That's all adults lied to us," the companion said, "Last time my father and I guarded the melon field, it was too hot at night, so I slept on the grave beside the melon field."
There will be no eels caught tonight, and there will be no fragrant braised eels tomorrow. Men have special feelings for eels, and so do boys. Huang Yicong could not resist the temptation of the eel, and followed his companions across the field ridge to the river.
At that time, the tributaries of the Yangtze River were much clearer than now. The river surface was not wide and the water was gentle. The moonlight shone on the calm river surface, which was deep and silent, with a sense of gloominess that children could not understand.
They searched back and forth by the river for a long time. The eels that usually raised their heads high seemed to be particularly languid today. There were not any eels. This was very unreasonable. At that time, there was no industrial pollution in the river. In the hot summer, there would definitely be male eels raising their heads in high spirits.
But today I don’t know why. Not only were there no eels, the river was so calm that there was no splash of fish activity.
"How about we look for a cage?" After scratching his head, his companion came up with a bad idea.
During the day, some villagers will throw shrimp traps and fishing nets into the river, and come over to collect the nets the next morning. You can get whatever you want, so it’s no problem to get a few dishes of river flavor together.
Stealing other people's fishing nets and shrimp pots is definitely not immoral, it's a basic act, and everyone does it.
Today you steal from me, tomorrow I will steal from you.
The only problem is that your eyes must be bright enough to find where people's fishing lines are hidden. The river is connected to the Yangtze River on the top and the sea on the bottom. It's really not easy to find a fishing net and shrimp trap.
After searching for a long time and finding nothing, Huang Yicong was instinctively afraid of the atmosphere by the river and urged his companions to go back.
In order to prevent children from swimming in the river without permission, adults always scare them by saying that there are water monkeys and water ghosts in the river.
"Found it." Suddenly, his companion cheered, found a fishing line tied to a stone in the grass by the river, and pulled it to the shore along the fishing line: "You come to help too."
Huang Yicong was also very happy. Finding the fishing net meant that he would not catch nothing today. He only hoped that there would be some good stuff inside.
The fishing net was pulled up and empty.
"Hey, the net is broken." The companion spread out the fishing net and squatted down to check. The fishing net seemed to have been bitten by something, and there was not a single fish in the net.
"I, let's go." Huang Yicong swallowed. He was a little scared. The fishing net was not old, but it was very strong. This is fresh water, not the sea. Freshwater creatures can never defeat saltwater creatures. What can Bite through the fishing net
The river was very quiet today, and the eels didn't even dare to raise their heads. Does that mean there's something scary in the river
"No, I'll look for it again. I don't have anything to bring back today. Dad wants to take it from me." said the companion.
"I'll go over there to poop, you can find it yourself." Huang Yicong said.
"Don't sneak back." His companion shouted at his back.
Huang Yicong came back after defecating, but could not see his companion anywhere. Finally, he found his companion dozens of meters away. At that time, he had already stepped into the river, and the water was up to his knees. Opposite his companion, there seemed to be a figure.
The figure leaned out half of the body from the water, and the two seemed to be talking.
Huang Yicong was heartbroken when he saw this scene. The river was very deep, and the figure's position was estimated to be several meters deep. If he stood in the water, how tall would he be
Under the bright moonlight, Huang Yicong could clearly see the figure. It was obviously different from humans. It had a bald head and hair on the edges. It seemed to be handing something to its companion. It stretched out its hand from the water, with a huge palm and thick webs between its fingers.
Huang Yicong screamed in fright, and the thing dived into the water in panic.
"That thing must be the water monkey." Huang Yicong said, even after so many years, he still has lingering fears when he recalls what happened back then.
"What happened next?" Li Xianyu asked. There must be a continuation of the story. If it is just this, it is impossible to keep it in mind many years later. Moreover, based on the current situation, it seems that the thing came back to find Huang Yicong.
"I pulled my friend out of the water. His face was dull and his eyes were empty, as if he had lost his soul. He followed me home in a daze. The next day, the news about his soul wandering spread throughout the village, and his parents took him to see him. Doctors, even inviting half-immortals to come to the house to call for his soul has no effect. People in the village say that his soul was taken away by a water ghost in the river."
"On the third night, I was sleeping at home and suddenly I heard someone calling my name by the window. I opened the window and saw him standing outside my window, smiling at me."
"I asked him why he came to my house so late. He said he had something to give to me... He was normal at the time and his apathy seemed to be cured. He handed the thing to me and left." At this point, Huang Yicong turned around, his face as white as paper: "In the morning, I heard the news of his death. He died miserably. I don't know what had cut open his chest and eaten his internal organs. The bed was all over the place." Blood. Strangely, his parents didn't hear anything that night, nor did he scream. The police found a sticky liquid next to his bed, which had a very pungent smell, but they couldn't tell. What was that? The case remains unsolved until now."
Li Xianyu lit a cigarette and frowned, "Do you still remember what that thing looks like?"
Huang Yicong recalled carefully: "It looked very short, about the same shape as a human, with a bald head and a ring of hair. It was dark at the time, so I couldn't see clearly. I only remember that its skin seemed to be black...His Eyes, his eyes were red and seemed to glow.”
Huang Yicong looked ugly: "This is the water monkey, it is very similar to the water monkey everyone described."
The blood of the demon is boiling!
Li Xianyu thought of this word inexplicably. After he was resurrected, he quietly asked King Thunder and Lightning to watch the video of his grandmother's rampage.
In the video, Grandma is floating in the air, her eyes shining with scarlet light, like a witch coming to the world.
King Thunder and Lightning told him that it was an abnormality caused by the boiling of genes in the vampire's body, which was called demon blood boiling.
There are two situations where vampires will behave like this.
One: Prepare to risk your life.
For example, after taking the "Five Seconds of Real Man" potion, the demon blood will boil.
Two: Bloodthirsty blood descendants.
This kind of monster devours flesh and blood for a long time, its body functions are always in a hunting state, and its blood is always boiling.
It can be inferred from this that what seems to be a water monkey is definitely not a benevolent species.
"What did your friend give you?" Li Xianyu asked.
"It's a ring." Huang Yicong said, taking off the ring he had been wearing from his neck. To be more precise, it was a jade ring.
It turned out to be it... .
Li Xianyu was no stranger to it. Huang Yicong had been wearing it since he entered school. We had lived together for nearly three years, and he knew how big Ding Ding was, let alone a finger.
This finger ring is of ordinary quality and looks like a piece of street food. Even if it is really jade, it is worthless.
Without this story, Li Xianyu wouldn't pay attention to it at all.
"So, have you guessed it?" Li Xianyu took the ring and played with it carefully: "It's coming back to ask for something from you."
"My friend's death may be because he didn't keep the ring properly. It didn't find its own thing, so it ate my friend." Huang Yicong lowered his head and rubbed the jade ring with his fingers: "I have been wearing it. This is what my friend left for me. My relics, I didn’t tell anyone about this, and no one believed me if I did.”
But why would it give the ring to your friend for safekeeping
Li Xianyu did not ask this question, but looked worriedly at his roommate with a haggard face and dull eyes, and said in a deep voice: "What have you encountered these days?"
"I don't know if it was a hallucination or a dream, but someone spoke in my ear and asked me to return the things to him. When I woke up the next day, I was still fine."
What's good? You look like a replica of your friend back then.
"When did this happen?"
"It's been two days."
"..." Li Xianyu looked at him silently: "If I remember correctly, your friend died on the third day."
Huang Yicong's whole body was shaken, and the color drained from his face.
I recommend a fine book, "My Uncle is Reborn". The name is very attractive, right
This chapter is difficult to write. I wanted to write about the absurd folklore of my childhood and make it more down-to-earth. So allow me to postpone it for a few hours and keep updating during the day. Then, I won’t tell you that my throat is not feeling well today and I keep coughing. snort.
(End of chapter)