Hu Meng sat down on the bed, and his big round butt pressed the entire quilt into a huge crater.
He said: "Let's talk about it first, let's not talk about this.
After all, it is my good brother's business, and he has passed away.
What I remember should be that in 1997, the year when Hong Kong returned to China, one of my brothers was named Xie Chuanlong.
He is a good person, but he cannot drink.
He will get drunk whenever he drinks.
When he is drunk, he will go to his mother's grave and cry.
We brothers have a close relationship.
We get scared whenever we see him drinking, but you can’t do it if you don’t let him drink.
On the day of his wedding, he originally agreed not to drink alcohol tonight because he had to pick up the bride to put on her makeup that night.
That day, my brother Xie Chuanlong was crazy.
As soon as two dishes were served, he poured half a catty into his stomach.
When I saw something bad, I winked at the other brothers.
None of us dared to drink a drop of wine.
I'm afraid something will happen to him At the beginning, Xie Chuanlong was still relatively sober, and we just sat on the bed in the groom's room.
We didn't finish the round of cards.
Xie Chuanlong Jiujin came up, crying and shouting to find her mother.
Several people couldn't stop her.
Her mother had been dead for several years.
He was a well-known filial son.
I thought to myself that it was not easy to get married.
Fuck her mother.
Just take a look at the cemetery.
My brother Xie Chuanlong grew up in a single-parent family.
His father died in a car accident when he was just born.
He and his mother had been dependent on each other since he was a child.
When I saw this, I saw that he was so drunk that something would happen if he went alone.
A few friends and I drove him to Longshan Cemetery without saying a word.
I drove very fast on the road.
Longshan Cemetery is 60 miles away from his home, and the bride’s family lives far away.
At that time, I had the idea of perfunctory and perfunctory.
Don't let it interfere with picking up the bride and putting on her makeup at night.
After all, a person can get married several times in a lifetime.
There were three of us there, and we were talking and laughing along the way.
When we entered the Longshan Cemetery Pass, it was dark inside, surrounded by mist in the mountains and forests, and the mountains were full of people.
The high beam of my car is like two narrow white lights less than a few dozen meters away.
You don’t know that feeling.
I, Hu Meng, have never been afraid of living people since I was a child, but when I faced the strange cemetery late at night, my hands and feet became sweaty.
Xie Chuanlong cried like crazy in the car.
I was also moved.
This man saw his brother in such pain.
What else could I say?
I kicked the accelerator and rushed forward.
The wind was whistling in my ears, and the mountain road in Longshan Cemetery was so narrow.
I hit the accelerator and rushed to the top of the mountain, forgetting to change gears.
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At the gate of the cemetery, I stopped the car.
The person looking at the gate of the cemetery was an old man.
The old man was stacking ingots in the house at that time.
Needless to say, it goes without saying that besides being a gatekeeper at the cemetery, the old man was also selling ingots here, burning ingots for the dead, making flowers with fire paper and so on.
The old man put down the ingot in his hand and walked out of the house.
Guess what he said first?
The old man said: "Hey, good boy, you are really capable.
Why are you bringing a dead person here in the middle of the night?
You should go to the crematorium.
You are early."
After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and walked back to the house.
I was stunned for a moment, and instantly felt a chill in my scalp.
I caught up with the old man in a few steps and said, "What do you mean?
A friend of mine drank too much and insisted on coming here to see his mother.
What do you mean by that?
Open the door quickly and I handed him a cigarette." .
The old man glanced at me sideways and said without even taking a cigarette: "Young man, I advise you not to come in, so as not to get yourself into trouble.
My friend Xie Chuanlong got out of the car at that time and scolded: "Hey, you, please open the door for me quickly.
As soon as he spoke, Xie Chuanlong knelt on the ground and cried, "Mom, I'm here to see you.
My son will get married tomorrow.
Mom, I miss you, mom, woo woo, Xie Chuanlong cried so hard at that time that the old man opened the door without saying anything, and what the old man said: "Good boy, you are really capable.
Why are you bringing a dead person here in the middle of the night?
You should go to the crematorium.
Come early."
Got it It keeps ringing in my ears.
I looked at them and wondered if the old man was trying to scare me, fearing that we might do something bad inside.
After all, theft of urns for extortion is very popular now.
I didn't think much about it at the time, so I drove in.
Xie Chuanlong ran to his fucking tombstone as soon as he got out of the car, crying so hard that I kept standing next to him smoking.
A gust of wind blew over, and I pulled up my collar.
To be honest, I didn't dare to look around at that time.
I was really afraid of seeing something unclean.
Later, Xie Chuanlong got tired of crying, so we went back.
Xie Chuanlong seemed to have sobered up a lot as soon as he got in the car.
He said a lot of thanks to us.
Now that I think about it, it feels like a farewell before his death.
Hey, I didn’t think much about it at the time.
At the intersection of Xiashan Cemetery, a weasel or a cat suddenly appeared.
I didn’t see it clearly at the time.
The thing came out fiercely.
Fortunately, it was a mountain road at the time.
I was slow, so I braked.
After setting the car to death, I cursed and drove away.
Wan Ye interjected, if spiritual beings block the way, something bad will happen.
Hu Meng was obviously still silent in his memory, and he continued sadly: "When our car was driving to Yangnan Avenue, Xie Chuanlong suddenly said that he was dizzy and had chest tightness and could not breathe.
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I didn't pay attention at first, thinking he had drunk too much.
He took a sip and spat the remnants on my windshield.
I sped off to the nearest Yangzi Hospital.
When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor on duty said before he even took Xie Chuanlong out of the car: "The person is dying, acute cerebral hemorrhage.
Xie Chuanlong was only 25 years old at the time.
Later, I recalled carefully that if you don’t believe what the old man said at the cemetery gate, how should you explain it?
After Hu Meng finished speaking, he asked me for a cigarette again.
I gave him my cigarette.
Wan Ye said in a preaching tone: "The spirit of heaven and the energy of earth.
Heaven belongs to Yang and earth belongs to Yin.
Mengzi, let me explain to you the old man in Longshan Cemetery.
Needless to say, he can see supernatural things.
That old man is not simple.
He is not a miracle doctor.
He can't see.
Although your brother Xie Chuanlong's illness is not revealed, he can see that the things that follow Xie Chuanlong, as I can tell, are invisible to normal people.
The environment changes people.
Normal people are always full of fear of unknown things.
But if you think about it, an old man is alone in the cemetery looking at the gate.
First of all, from the heart, he is not an ordinary person.
The cemetery itself is a very negative magnetic field.
I dare say that there were more than just the four of you in your car at that time.
There was something lurking in your car, but you couldn't see it.
Finally, in your Halongshan Cemetery, that weasel or cat, I can say with certainty that that thing is a spirit-blocking spirit.
Fortunately, it helped you guys avoid the disaster.
Otherwise, Xie Chuanlong would not be the only one who died.
Drivers who drive large trucks for a long time or often walk at night all know that if they encounter a spiritual creature crossing the road at night, they must stop and throw it away.
A coin or a piece of clothing is called throwing silver to block evil spirits.
Some animals are spiritual, some things just let nature take its course, don't think too much about it.
Hu Meng calmed down and murmured: "I didn't believe it at first.
I always thought people were young and energetic.
If I didn't believe this or that, I wasn't afraid because I had never seen him before.
To be honest, when I think about what happened that day, I can't forget the words of the old man who was guarding the gate of the cemetery.
"Hey, good boy, you are really capable.
You are bringing dead people here in the middle of the night.
You should go to the crematorium.
You are early.
I still can't figure out why he said that there were four living people, one was driving and three were riding in the car, so he wanted to bring a dead person here in the middle of the night.
Could it be that Xie Chuanlong was already dead in the car?
Impossible?
He even scolded the old man who looked at the gate when he got off the car.
This matter is still a knot in my mind.
Master Wan glanced at me and said: "To tell you the truth, the brother Bingbing in this number is a Yin person who has not been seen in a century.
He can see supernatural beings and is protected by the Qi of the Seven Evils.
But Bingbing is not mature enough yet, and I don’t dare to pass on the psychic skills to him yet.
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Hu Meng looked at me in shock and asked, "You can see ghosts, is it true?"
I laughed a few times and said:
"The house we live in is the execution chamber.
I pointed behind Hu Meng and said: "Look, they are all standing here listening to our chat.
There is also a ghost sitting on the right side of Hu Meng and the left side of Siping.
Hu Meng, and Siping Suddenly he stood for a few seconds and said, "Bingbing, what did you say?"
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