Xiao Wei's body is still very weak.
After discussion, we decided to leave two friends who are close to Xiao Wei to take care of him, and the others will return to Shanghai first. otbnkotgt On the train back to Shanghai, Fatty and I slept in bunk beds.
The green train we were riding at that time was shaking very badly, and the train was also very noisy.
When I couldn't sleep at night, I lay on the bed with a flashlight and watched.
That ancient book.
After wandering around the Mosuo tribe, I felt more and more mysterious about this world.
The earth beasts that Fatty talked about, and the strange businessmen like Lao Hei and Zhuzi who made a living by selling ghosts and monsters all opened my eyes. vision.
The Shui Yi recorded in "Story of Mountain and Wild Ghosts" was right, and I was even more curious about the other mysterious ghosts recorded in the book.
The flashlight light was very dazzling, and most of the books were in traditional Chinese characters, so it was very difficult for me to read.
The fat man on the upper bunk started snoring loudly within a few minutes of lying down.
After reading for a while, my eyes got sore, so I closed the book and saw something strange behind the book.
If you look closely, you will see that the back of the book is torn, but there are some words written on the margins of the pages.
They are very small, and they are not on every page.
Most of them are distributed on the next few pages.
I squinted my eyes and looked carefully, only to find that what was written was not so much words as it was some strange patterns drawn.
I had seen a few of them before, and they were the Buddhist character "", but I couldn't understand the other patterns. , thinking that maybe it was the handwriting left on it by someone who had read this book before.
Since I couldn't understand, I simply closed my glasses and rested.
I was probably tired, and fell asleep after a while.
In the middle of the night, I felt something rubbing against my face.
I didn't want to open my eyes and was sleeping comfortably, so I waved my hand casually.
But after a while, I felt something rubbing back and forth on my face again, and it felt very itchy. , rubbed his eyes and sat up.
When I opened my eyes and took a look, I almost fainted from fright, but I saw a head hanging in front of me.
She was a scary old woman with gray hair, severely wrinkled skin on her face, and her eyes were green and filled with evil energy. .
And the most terrifying thing is that this old woman has no body, only a head hanging in the air I opened my mouth to shout, but the strange thing was that no sound came out at all when it reached my mouth.
The old woman just stared at me coldly, and slowly opened her mouth.
I saw a lot of bugs coming out of her mouth, including centipedes, cockroaches, bed bugs, and earthworms, and they all fell on me. .
I stretched out my hand and waved wildly, but there were more and more insects.
I was afraid, but I didn't know why I wanted to shout but couldn't.
The idea of ghost pressing on the bed immediately popped into my mind, but I quickly rejected it myself.
The ghost pressing on the bed would not be so realistic, and the body of the ghost pressing on the bed could not move.
In desperation, I stretched out my hand to push the old woman in front of me away, but as soon as my hand touched her face, I heard a sudden shout.
"Ouch" I woke up with a start when I heard the shouting.
Only then did I realize that I was indeed dreaming.
I reached out and touched my forehead, which was covered with sweat.
The fat man shouted at me from the upper bunk: "If you don't sleep well, why are you holding my feet?"
After taking a closer look, it turned out that the fat man was not sleeping well and his feet were hanging out.
It was his feet that I reached out to grab.
"Sorry, I just had a nightmare."
I apologized hastily, but while lying on the bed, I felt strange.
The dream just now was too real.
Those bugs and the old woman's hair rubbing my face made it feel like I had woken up just now.
Feeling strange in my heart, I reached out and read the stories about mountain ghosts, but after searching for a long time, I couldn't find any similar ghosts.
However, I had concerns in my heart, so I didn't dare to sleep much in the second half of the night, and stayed up until dawn.
When I came back from pouring the boiled water the next day, I saw the sober fat man sitting on the bed, looking at me with straight eyes, and his face looked bad.
I stretched out my hand and waved in front of him, and he came back to his senses and muttered: "I had a nightmare last night."
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"Haha, what a coincidence."
I got myself a few biscuits to eat and said nonchalantly.
"Well, it's so real, it's as if it really happened."
The fat man muttered, and I got interested and asked curiously: "What are you dreaming about?"
The fat man scratched his head, thought for a while and then said: "I dreamed of an old woman with long hair and a scary face.
She spit out bugs from her mouth.
I wanted to scream but couldn't.
Then I didn't know why.
Yes, she left, and it was already dawn when I woke up."
As soon as these words came out, I stood up immediately, stared at the fat man and said, "Damn it, it can't be such a coincidence.
I had the same nightmare last night, and I also dreamed of an old woman spitting worms on me.
Oh my god."
Two people have a nightmare, and the chance of it happening is almost zero.
I feel uneasy, afraid that something else will happen to me.
"Did the old woman speak to you?"
The fat man turned back and stared at me.
I shook my head, and he then said: "Let's not meet any passers-by."
The so-called passing ghosts actually refer to the unclean things that may be carried on trains, long-distance buses and other means of transportation.
Especially the vehicles that go to the mountainous areas.
Some wandering ghosts in the mountains fall on these vehicles and follow them to unknown and unfamiliar areas.
These wandering ghosts will stay because they do not understand the local conditions.
On the train.
But because there are so many people, it rarely appears, but it is not absolute.
It is somewhat possible for Fatty.
"Are we too unlucky?"
Although Fatty is very courageous, he has encountered so many ups and downs along the way, and he is also a little scared.
Holding the teacup, I thought for a while and said, "We'll see tonight.
When we get to Shanghai tomorrow, we can burn incense in the temple and we should be fine."
The train had been driving for a day, and it was night again.
Fatty and I were both quite startled and did not dare to fall asleep.
However, we were really tired, and this bit of perseverance was not enough to keep us awake, so we eventually fell into sleep.
Late at night, I heard bursts of strange laughter.
I waited for a few seconds and immediately woke up.
When I opened my eyes, I saw that this time it was not the old woman from last night, but a different child.
This child had no body, just a head.
His cheeks seemed to have been painted with thick rouge red, like a dead person's makeup.
The rest of his skin was pale and pale, and he kept laughing "haha".
With the experience last night, I feel a little calmer today.
If they are really ghosts, they actually have no harmful intentions.
If you can ask them clearly about their requirements and find a way to satisfy them, the matter can be settled.
I opened my mouth, but no words came out.
The child floated in front of me, and his face was very close to mine.
I tried to say something with my mouth, but the next second, a terrifying scene appeared.
But I swallowed back the words as soon as they came to my mouth.
At this time, there was a thin and long white snake slithering through the child's eyes.
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It came out from its left ear, then went into its left eye, and then came out from its right eye.
With its head raised, A pair of dark eyes stared at me.
Finally, she confided in the letter and slowly leaned towards me.
I have been afraid of snakes since I was a child, and I don’t know why I feel that there is a yin energy in snakes.
At this time, I stepped back involuntarily, but my body soon hit the wall of the train.
The white snake kept approaching me and had no intention of attacking me.
I subconsciously raised my hand to block it in front of me, but I saw the white snake suddenly jumped out from the child's body and wrapped itself around my arm.
I immediately shook my arm to throw the white snake away, but the white snake was wrapped around me.
It was tight, like a rope around my arm.
"hehe" The disembodied child was still laughing evilly, and I became more and more panicked.
The white snake wrapped around me tighter and tighter, and I saw that the skin of my entire arm had turned purple.
In desperation, I took out the amulet hanging around my neck.
As soon as the amulet lit up, the bodyless child immediately showed a frightened expression and hurriedly backed away.
I was overjoyed when I saw that the amulet given by Daba was useful.
The child retreated to the door, and then looked at me coldly, with scary eyes.
The child's face seemed to have suddenly turned into a cold monster.
Then, I felt a chill in my head and woke up suddenly.
The fat man was standing in front of me.
I was sweating profusely and the clothes on my body were all wet.
“What’s wrong, I dreamed about that old woman again?”
The fat man asked with concern.
"Not this time, this time it was a child, but luckily I had Daba's amulet, and the child ran away."
I let out a long breath, raised my hand and looked at the part where I was entangled by the white snake.
When I saw it, my face changed drastically again.
There were obvious strangulation marks on the arm that had been entangled by the white snake before, and the red mark looked like a real snake had once entangled my arm: