Pure yang will not be born, pure yin will not grow, the fortune book says: A man with four pillars of pure yang will be orphaned, and a woman with four pillars of pure yin will be cold.
And that's the case for me.
I was born in a small mountain village in the south in the 1980s, surrounded by mountains.
Before autumn, frost and fog covered the entire mountains and rivers, making them cold and white.
I remember my grandmother once said that on the day I was born, the dogs in the whole village suddenly went crazy and barked all night around the delivery room.
Even the wild cats in the mountains seemed to be in love and howled non-stop, like a ghost crying or a wolf howling. , the whole village was so noisy that they couldn't sleep all night.
There lived a mother-in-law at the head of the village.
She was a goddess when she was young and had a great reputation in all places.
However, she was persecuted in the 1960s and her nerves were stimulated.
She was always nagging.
She seemed to be going crazy that day, her face was distorted, she was throwing stones at the delivery room crazily, and she kept mumbling: This is a ghost fetus, it shouldn't have been born.
I don’t remember much about my childhood, but I can vaguely remember that when I was very young, the goddess would always appear next to me and look at me coldly.
That look seemed to pierce my heart and make me feel sad.
It's creepy.
What I remember deeply is that when I was eight years old, I was playing by the river with the boys in the village.
The goddess appeared out of nowhere and pushed me into the river.
I choked several times.
Fortunately, an uncle passed by and pushed me into the river.
I fished it out of the water, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
But since then, I have never seen any trace of the goddess again.
My grandma has never read a book, but she is very kind and knows a lot of strange things about the country.
Therefore, I like her better than my parents.
I always pester her and beg her to tell me some novel stories.
At this time, Grandma always touched my little head lovingly and told me the strange stories in the mountains without getting tired of it.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long.
When I was eleven years old, during the scorching summer heat in July, there was a loud thunder in the sky.
The mountains and rivers were shaken, and even the porcelain bowl on the corner of the table rippled with water.
Immediately afterwards, several Purple lightning struck directly on a century-old tree in front of my house.
The old tree broke from it.
At the break, a burnt civet cat fell to the side.
Strangely enough, the old woman who was healthy and healthy suddenly seemed to be seriously ill from that day on.
She collapsed on the bed and called in countless old Chinese medicine doctors to no avail.
Seven days later, when the whole family was in despair, the old woman suddenly fell ill without any warning.
When I climbed out of bed, not only did she show no signs of illness, my steps were more steady than those in my prime, but she gave me a less familiar feeling than before, as if she was a different person, and the eyes she looked at me were no longer full of love.
Since then, the number of chickens, ducks and geese in the village has gradually decreased, and the old woman has become a little nervous.
Not only is she silent and indifferent to the people around her, she also likes to stay alone in dark corners, and I always feel , she looked at me with a strange look, but she couldn’t tell what she felt specifically.
It lasted for another week.
One night a week later, I woke up in the middle of the night and found a figure standing beside my bed.
Because of the darkness of the night, I couldn't see who it was, but the figure had a pair of green glasses.
There was a green light glowing in the dark night, staring straight at me.
It lasted all night and didn't walk away until the rooster crowed, which scared me a lot.
When I woke up the next morning, I saw many relatives and neighbors gathered at home, and my parents were crying softly.
When I asked, it turned out that my grandma was missing.
After that, the family searched for a whole year, but no trace of her was found.
A year later, just when everyone was about to forget about this incident, several strange things suddenly happened in the village.
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First, the carcasses of some small animals began to appear inexplicably at the door of my house.
First they were some insects, and then there were poultry and voles.
The folks passing by my house always said that there was a faint stench coming from my house, as if there was something there.
It started to rot.
Immediately afterwards, my father found a civet cat skin under my grandmother’s bed.
The skin seemed to have been burned by the fire and exuded a faint smell of decay.
The father found an open space and buried it, but within three or two days, a big hole was dug where the civet cat skin was buried, and the civet cat skin inside disappeared.
That night, his father and mother also disappeared together.
There was no trace of the civet cat skin.
There was no sign of it, and it just disappeared without a trace.
But strangely, a one-year-old baby girl was found in the room where her parents disappeared.
I was only 11 years old at the time and didn't understand anything.
I just felt that the busy house suddenly became quiet, but it was a bit scary.
This incident was like an accident.
After that, 15 years later, my life seemed to be ordinary again, without anything weird happening.
Until that morning in 2010: