"A~Chong! A~Chong!" The fool's voice was particularly harsh in the silent night.
A Chong struggled to get up and walked out. Dad Ziyang hurriedly took A Chong's arm and complained in a low voice, "Look at your child, it's not good to lie down if he is so sick."
A Chong panted and said, "Uncle, I'm better, you take me to find my uncle, it's so late, he hasn't eaten yet."
Mother Zi Yang said distressedly: "You are all sick like this... His dad, hurry up and take him to call the stupid uncle."
Dad Ziyang held A Chong, but Zi Yang refused to stay at home and followed behind. The three of them flashed their flashlights on the muddy path, and followed the voice of the fool. .
After a while, the figure of the silly uncle appeared in the night. Seeing A Chong and his group grinned happily: "A Chong, look at me, I picked up a little thing for you to play with."
Following the dim light of the flashlight, everyone saw that Uncle Silly was holding something the size of a monkey in his arms, curled up in his arms and squirmed gently, and his body seemed to be covered with a dirty dark green fluff.
That thing hasn't even seen a person with rich "experience in the world" like Dad Zi Yang, but it faintly feels a little bad. Could this be the water ghost the children just said
"Quickly, throw it away," Dad Ziyang shouted.
The thing suddenly opened its eyes, and two green eyes stared at the three men viciously. In an instant, the cold hairs on Dad Ziyang's back stood up, and he was frightened to stay there unable to move.
The green fur monster suddenly bounced with a "squeak" and flew towards the three of them like a cannonball. When it was said that it was too late, A Chong didn't know where the strength came from, and rushed forward in one step, grabbing the flying green hair monster and throwing it away. The thing gurgled a few meters on the ground, turned over and swished into the night.
All of this happened between the sparks and flints. Dad Ziyang opened his mouth and stared blankly at the place where the green fur monster disappeared. He just came back to his senses, watching the fool lower his head and touch his chest, muttering, "Huh, my heart hurts..." After speaking, he fell to the ground like a piece of wood.
The three people hurried over, and Dad Zi Yang turned the fool over, and the fool twitched all over, with black blood gurgling out of his chest.
Ah Chong cried out loudly. Dad Ziyang came back to his senses, suffocated his breath and straightened his neck and shouted: "Something has happened, something has happened, something has happened to a fool!"
After a while, the adults in twos and threes ran out carrying a torch. A few of them dressed in gowns and panties, apparently just awakened from their sleep.
"Isn't this Fourth Master? What happened?"
"Oh, old Li, what do you say about howling in the middle of the night? This guy kid was scared by you to pee on his pants."
When they stepped closer to see, everyone was shocked. At the moment, they lifted the fool up and rushed to the nearby fool's house. At this time, every household in the village was lighted up. Just now, there was still a quiet village in the village. It's noisy.
The crowd carried the fool to the dilapidated little earthen house and hurriedly lit the oil lamp. I found that the stupid body was already stiff, his face was blue and black, and several finger-sized black holes on his chest had black scars.
Seeing this, A Chong shouted "Uncle" and lay on the ground.
Dad Ziyang hurried up to pinch people and beat his chest. A middle-aged man next to him seemed to have seen the world, calmly said to Zi Yang, "Little children, don't look at this, go home."
Dad Ziyang hurriedly said: "Brothers are here to watch, I will send the child back."
Dad Ziyang took A Chong home and placed it on the kang, and threw a sentence to Ziyang's mother, "You are watching the child at home", Ziyang's mother just said "you...", the man rushed out again like a gust of wind .
Zi Yang's mother looked at Zi Yang suspiciously, "What did you...we just bumped into? What did your dad call like a pig?" Zi Yang trembled and looked at her mother speechless.
I don’t know how long it took, Zi Yang, who was lying on the edge of the kang dozed off, was awakened by the noise outside. Zi Yang, with tears on her face, raised her head and looked at A Chong sleeping on the kang, with sweat on her forehead and her chest rising and falling sharply. The nose twitched and almost started crying again.
At this time, I heard the voice of Zi Yang's mother calling out: "Why are you here, old village chief? Uncle Zhang and Uncle Li, everyone is sitting, all sitting."
Zi Yang walked out gently with tears in the corner of his eyes, and saw that the front room was already full of people, with a goatee hanging under his jaw, and the thin and spirited old village chief squatting on the only armchair in the house.
This old village chief is a legend. When he was young, he walked from the south to the north. He was very knowledgeable. He has been a leader in this small village for decades and is very prestigious. The temper is also stubborn and weird.
One thing can fully explain the style of the old village chief. One year earlier, people were sent to the village to organize a meeting to discuss the issue of streamlining the funeral. The special commissioner sent from the village said that the country now advocates cremation, and the burial practiced in rural areas for generations is unscientific and wastes cultivated land.
The villagers were all rushing to express their opinions. Some people suggested that there would be no need to use coffins for burying people in the future, which would be too wasteful of wood. Others said that they should be buried upright without wasting land.
At this time, the old village chief stood up and said: If you bury it upright, you should only bury the lower part of the body, and you don’t need to erect the monument, so that when you go to the grave, you will know who it is at a glance.
This run caused the commissioner to choke back to his hometown, and no one would come to talk to them about cremation.
At this moment, the house was crowded with a dozen people, old and young, and it was so noisy that you could not understand what you said.
The old village chief knocked the old pipe in his hand heavily on the leg of the chair, coughed, and the others closed their mouths immediately.
The old village chief clicked his mouth and asked, "I said that who, did you really see the water ghost? Our village has been peaceful for decades, so don't be a big mouth."
Dad Ziyang pointed at the heavens and painted the earth, beat his chest and said, "I swear, I really saw the green-haired water ghost. If you don't believe me, ask my son."
The old village head stared suspiciously at Zi Yang. It was the first time that Zi Yang had a direct conversation with such a high-level cadre when he grew up. He swallowed and said softly, "Tonight, I played with A Chong and the others on the school playground... "
Zi Yang spoke out what happened in the evening till now. Thanks to him at such a young age and being so frightened, he can still explain everything that happened in an orderly manner.
As soon as Zi Yang's voice fell, a middle-aged man squatting on the ground said: "It turns out to be true? Our stinky boy ran home all in mud and told me about it. I thought he was playing and lying, cruel. Had a hard gasp."
A man next to him also echoed: "Yes, me too". It seems that Zi Yang’s friends have been poisoned by their parents without exception...
The old village chief glanced at everyone: "Don't say that it's useless, I'm talking about who, do you see the appearance of a clear water ghost?"
Dad Ziyang said hurriedly: "I can see it clearly. The scene just now is not too horrible. I am also guilty of my courage. I stood motionless and stood there to see clearly. That thing has... Well, a bat face. , Um... The body is as big as a pup... The arms are like a monkey cub, and the claws are as thin and long as a mountain eagle. There is a layer of green hair on the body. In a few places, it is depilated like a mangy dog and looks slimy. of… "
The old village chief frowned and interrupted Dad Zi Yang: "What are you talking about? I'm confused by you!"
An old man in his 50s and 60s squatting on the ground said softly, "You said, is this ghost related to the death of the child's parents? Back then, they... shouldn't this be retribution?" He said his mouth to the back room-suddenly Shocked and motionless there.