last We said Xiaolei's parents would take him to see the old woman in the village.

The old woman is at the east end of our village. There is a reservoir in front of her. She usually raises geese and ducks in it. There is a big tile kiln on the back (in fact, it is a big earth slope, a little high).

The house is a black brick house, which is clean. Probably because her daughter-in-law often helps to clean.

The old woman has bad eyes. One eye is always squinting, and the other is muddy. I don't know whether she can see the road clearly.

Xiaolei's parents carried Xiaolei into the house. She stood on a crutch and looked at her slowly.

"You child, you must be evil!" When you are young and big, your voice seems particularly hoarse.

Xiaolei's parents were very worried when they heard this, and they were glad that the old woman could see it, so they begged, "Madam (our senior old people, probably all call it that), help me collect the black (soul) of my baby. He hasn't been out of bed for a week, and we don't know what's wrong with him. We won't send him here, let you have a look".

The old lady pointed to the chair, asked them to help Xiao Lei sit on the chair, turned back to the inner room, took a bamboo bowl (the bowl taken out of the bamboo), went to the wall corner (the corner) to put rice in the bag, scooped out a bowl of rice, the rice was covered with the bamboo tube, and swept away the surplus rice, a whole bowl of rice, flat, and then went to take a piece of white cloth, wrapped the mouth of the bowl, and this end was squeezed tightly, Take the cloth and save it.

Go to Xiaolei and let his parents straighten him up. Then he took the bowl and shook it three times on his head. While shaking it, he said something, but the voice was too low for others to hear!

After shaking for a while, she turned the bowl upside down and carefully opened the cloth. At first, there was a hole like a thumb in the middle of the originally flat rice. The old lady looked at it, wrapped the bowl again, and began to pick up the bowl and shake it on Xiaolei's head.

Strange to say, after opening the bowl twice, the pit in the middle of the rice became smaller and smaller. The last time, the rice became flat again.

Although it was autumn, the old man was still sweating. She wiped her face with a towel and said, "It's OK this time!"!

Xiaolei's parents gratefully left the old woman's house. Xiaolei woke up at eight or nine o'clock in the evening and vomited all over the floor. It was like green bile, and then he started yelling hungry.

Her mother quickly made a bowl of poached eggs, put sugar on it and sent it to him. After eating it, she began to feel sleepy again, and soon fell asleep.

That night, Xiaolei recalled that he dreamed of that man again. He said that he would give up this time, never mind the children, and then left.

The next day, the eye swelling subsided.

This is the end of the story.

I touched a glass with him, drank a drink and asked him if he had ever been to that place when he came back. He smiled and said, "How dare you go there? Never go there again!"!

While enjoying the wine, I also told a strange story that I experienced personally.

In our side, there is a popular saying that ghosts cry in the middle of the night and people die tomorrow!

My mother used to say this to me when I was young! She said she had heard ghosts.

As an atheist, I only had science in my mind at that time, but actually I didn't believe her.

The story happened when I was in the third day of my junior year. At that time, the third day of my junior year was the old saying, but now it is the ninth grade, which is the first half of the ninth grade. It was a strange thing that happened when the summer vacation was coming.

At that time, the school asked us to make up lessons at night until half past nine and then finish classes. At that time, we were a little far away from home, so we simply stayed at a teacher's home.

Next to the teacher's house is a small room with two beds. Four students are crowded together, which is just right.

On Sunday afternoon, I rode to school on my bike to make up for my unfinished homework and not to get up early tomorrow,

If I don't come this afternoon, my mother will get up at five o'clock tomorrow to make breakfast. After eating, I will ride two and a half hours to school and barely catch up with morning exercises.

In order not to be troublesome, I also came early. Many people who are far away from home will come early like me.

After hurriedly handling the dinner, I took out a plastic bucket and planned to contact water to go back to take a bath. At that time, there was no bathroom in that small room! Get a bucket, a ladle, and a bath!

The tap is not far away, but there is only one. The students are all in line to fetch water, and there are female students nearby who are collecting water and washing clothes.

I saw a teacher over there, talking with a middle-aged woman, vaguely heard something. The child disappeared. Come and ask the teacher.

The teacher suspected that they were playing games online or at their classmates' homes, but the parents said that they had looked for Internet cafes near her, but could not find them.

When it came time for me to fetch water, I didn't listen carefully, but I vaguely felt that something was going to happen, but I also kept it in mind.

In the evening, I played with the three roommates in the dormitory. At 10 o'clock, the teacher turned off the switch, and the lights went out, so we were at ease.

At that time, I remember that I slept in the same bed with a roommate, and my classmate slept in the same bed with another person. We used to sleep together, but these two guys were too restless to sleep. I stayed away from him and let them play slowly in the bed!

In the middle of the night, I suddenly heard a very sad voice. Seriously, it was very sad. It was very penetrating. I had never heard that voice in my life. It was like someone shouting in front of your ears. I woke up at once, but after I woke up, I could not hear it anymore. I only felt a special panic, and it reminded people of bad things at once, I even felt very desperate.

At that time, I seemed to hear four such calls. I also doubted what wild cats were. After all, some wild cats were also very penetrating. But I have been living there for nearly three months, and I haven't heard a cat call. As a person who lived in the countryside since childhood, wild cats call spring. I really don't want to hear too much, but I'm sure that it must not be a cat call, But I don't know what was local at that time.

After a while of palpitations, I looked at the people in the same dormitory, one by one, they slept happily and snored one after another. I also wondered if I had heard wrong, but I didn't wake them up. After thinking for a while, I fell asleep again.

The next day, we had just finished the second class at noon, after class, the school exploded, dead! The news spread quickly.

I inquired carefully. Four students from the next class, Class 82, drowned in a reservoir 2 kilometers away from the school. They said everything as if they had seen it with their own eyes!

As it happens, these four students, I know, have talked! It just reminds me of what happened last night.

People say that four people died at once, even one of them was not far from the shore, and it was also dead. It was very strange. It is said that it is the soul of the water ghost.

The worst thing was that one of the students slept at home in the afternoon. The three of them had to take him out to play! As a result, I never came back!

So far, I don't know whether these two things are really coincidence, and why is it so coincidence? And who made that unforgettable scream?

Xiaolei listened to me. He said he knew about it at that time, and his mother went to see the scene of the accident. Everyone was swollen!

I was also moved by the vicissitudes of life. It was very late at night, so I asked him if he was drunk? Or sleep at my place for one night (my home is only a few minutes away from the barbecue stand)

He said no, this little wine is OK, so he went back by electric bike.

Conclusion:

The above is a strange thing that Xiaolei and I experienced personally. In fact, I have a small child who has experienced similar things since childhood. Let me tell you something gently next time.

This article is in My blog Published simultaneously with Dream Chenfeng.