Grandma gave me more than once to inherit her mantle and learn consular feelings from her, but I refused because I didn’t believe in ghosts in this world.
Today’s experience made me have to believe that the world is real and there are ghosts, and my original belief that I am not a marginal person was shaken.
"Little Ranshi, you are unfortunate and lucky to inherit grandma’s mantle. These ghosts don’t need to be afraid." Pat my grandma gently on the back with a shallow smile
I looked up at my grandmother. Why do I always feel that what happened to me is just what my grandmother wants? Is this my grandmother?
"Grandma said that you can really inherit grandma’s mantle, so you can’t be afraid of ghosts." At an early age, I didn’t know what grandma meant by inheriting the mantle, but it accurately caught my heart.
"Of course, I’m a demon, but I’m afraid of the ghosts of Yuan Tiangang’s ancestors’ yin and yang skills." Look, I’m staring at grandma’s lips and smiling.
"Sounds great. I’ll learn from my grandmother." I don’t know which granddaddy Yuan Tiangang is, and I don’t know whether Yin and Yang are really as great as grandma said. I want to inherit my grandmother’s mantle at the moment if I can not be afraid of ghosts.
Look, I should be told by my grandmother that I pay attention to many apprentices. When I get up, she will let me go to bed early when I am ready.
Listening to grandma humming nursery rhymes in grandma’s arms, I soon fell asleep.
In my sleep, I once again came to the place where I met a ghost in the wall this afternoon. The strange giggle of the baby filled my ears and made me tremble.
Who will help me to help the panic spread? I am looking around in my heart.
In the background of dark days and pouring rain, I saw several shallow figures wandering around me, and that giggle came out of these shallow figures
These shallow figures are all small, like the heads of babies who just can walk in the village. These shallow figures are all wandering around me without touching their feet, trying to jump into my body, but they are bounced out as soon as they get close.
This situation makes me tremble. These shallow figures I see are all ghosts, right? Ghosts in the golden urn not far away.
I want to run, but my steps are like nails in place. I can’t move a minute.
Watching waves of ghosts get close to me, they will be bounced, and I will not be willing to pounce. My cold sweat drips with the rainstorm.
The pouring rain made my eyes almost hard to open. I raised my hand and wiped my eyes. Suddenly, I found those shallow figures retreating as soon as they met their wrists with copper coins and red ropes from their grandmothers.
These ghosts are afraid of the red rope, and the discovery makes me feel refreshed.
I can’t move my feet, but my body can move. I waved the red rope in my hand and rushed towards the shallow figures. At one time, those shallow figures dared to approach my body, but they never left, far around me.
At the age of 18, my physical strength was limited, and I was so tired and panting that I didn’t even have the strength to lift my arms.
Look at me no longer waving the red rope at my wrist. Those shallow figures who are far around me have never left. A brain descended on my body.
Ah, I woke up suddenly from my sleep with a scream
By the dim light of kerosene lamp that hasn’t been extinguished by the bedside, I saw my grandmother lying beside me and sleeping soundly.
It turned out to be a nightmare. I took a long breath and raised my hand to wipe a thick sweat on my forehead. I stared blankly at my wrist and grandma gave me the red rope with copper coins in the afternoon.
It was this seemingly ordinary red rope that frightened the ghost and let me escape the end of being possessed by a ghost.
I’m thirsty, and then I’ll see my grandmother sleep soundly. I hesitate and decide to pour water from my bed.
Skillfully bypassed grandma and climbed to the bed. I was shocked to find a three-or four-year-old child in an ancient costume playing with a pair of pottery balls on his stomach. When he saw my bed, the child turned his head and gave me a strange giggle.
The third chapter midnight fright
What I saw made me stiff and almost scared me to pee.
Slowly twist your body and squeeze out a few grandmothers from your throat, but grandma sleeps like a log and doesn’t respond at all
"Little sister, come and play with me." The child got up from the ground and skipped to my side, holding my hand in one hand and holding up a pair of ceramic balls in the other.
The child’s hand holding my hand made me feel cold, and it followed the child’s hand all over me, which made my body stiff even more.
Especially when I saw the pair of ceramic balls in the hands of children, my legs shook uncontrollably.
I’m sure that the pair of ceramic balls in the child’s hand at this moment are those that grandma put into the white porcelain jar at noon.
What does it mean for such a child in ancient clothes to suddenly appear at home in the middle of the night with that ghost object in his hand?
I’m not stupid or stupid. I can think that the child holding my hand at this moment is the ghost who is possessed by Aunt Wang.
Although I don’t understand that this ghost is different from the ghost I saw in my dream, I am sure that he is a ghost.
Now I’m being held by a ghost and asked to play with him, you uncle. I don’t want it. I want to find my grandmother.
Grandma, wake up quickly. I’m crying in my heart
"Little sister, you’re cold. I’ll warm you up." The child saw that I was stiff and kept shaking. He simply put the pottery balls in his belt and held my right hand and left hand respectively.
It’s even colder. It’s all over my limbs. My teeth are fighting
Glance at the red rope at my wrist. I don’t know that this red rope has no place for the child in front of me.
"You, you, you, I’ll play with you, you let me go." Holding hands with this child again, I will die of cold and be forced to calm myself. I stared at my child with ignorant eyes.
"Oh, it’s great that my little sister wants to play with me." The child jumped happily when he heard my words, but instead of letting go of my hand, he pulled me to the middle of the room by pulling the curtain on the left side of the room.
In addition to the main hall, there are two wing rooms on the left and right. My grandmother and I live in the left wing room of the main hall, and there are some sundries piled up in the right wing room. The two wing rooms and the main hall are simply covered by the curtain.
I was dragged to the main hall by a child, and my grandmother disappeared from my sight, which made me tremble even more.
Although the child is three or four years old, he is very strong. I was dragged and staggered, and my body was stiff, and I followed him to the main hall.
"Little sister, you pick a ceramic ball and let’s play together." The child happily held his pair of ceramic balls in front of me for me to choose.
"This, this, this" I want to fly back to grandma’s side, but I can’t listen to my legs. I keep shaking my roots and walk on my own. I can point to a ceramic ball in a child’s hand at will
Say to yourself, grandma, wake up quickly and save me quickly. Before that, I dare not provoke this child to be possessed by ghosts like Aunt Wang, which is not fun.
"Well, if you play like this, every ceramic ball is engraved with the words" dry ","pit ","gen ","shock ","Xun ","Li ","Kun "and" Dui ".We take turns to roll the ceramic balls in our hands and let the other side guess which word is the most important one, so they will blow their noses." Put the ceramic ball in my hand and the children will pull me to the floor.
The fall made me ache, tears and my nose almost came out, and then I listened to the child’s opposing explanation and played pottery ball with him. I had an impulse to beat the child up.
Come out in the middle of the night to scare people and let me play pottery balls with him. What a big boy’s strength. I don’t know if it hurts to fall like this
It is my idea that can break my mind. The child is a ghost. How dare I touch him?
It’s silly to play with children, such as doing things, fighting, shaking, losing, leaving, Kun and dui. Naturally, I lose almost all of them.
I can’t help but feel a little annoyed that my nose hurts when I am scratched by a child. Even if you are a ghost, you shouldn’t bully people like this, right?
Seeing the child jump with joy because of scratching my nose again and again, my anger is that I am rubbing against the ground and throwing the ceramic ball heavily. I got up from the ground and gave the child a hard shot in the forehead.
I told you to be happy and bully me. I was particularly Japanese when I listened to the crisp sound of my head breaking.