My uncle carried the cake bags he had packed with his grandmother and quickly ran to Shishan. Shishan was not far from the roadside, and he arrived in front of him in a few steps. The top of the Shishan was protruding, so it was just right to stand below to shelter from the rain.

He touched the rain on his head and wiped his face, "It's too time to rain. It's not too late, but I'm going to leave." He lit a cigarette and squatted down the mountain. He had nothing to do anyway, so he tore a bite of cake from the bag and started eating.

Before I could swallow the cake, my uncle was scared to death.

When I just ran in, I didn’t seem to find so many footprints. Why are there so many footprints in front of me now? Who stepped on them? Could it be?

Thinking of this, my uncle's scalp was numb. If someone could appear now, he would have wanted to go up and kiss him. Unfortunately, there was no one or a car passing by.

Looking back, there was a handprint on the stone. The handprint was a watermark, "Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha..." My uncle, who had been scared, could only rely on a simple Buddhist mantra, hoping to bring him blessing.

Suddenly, a ball of fireball kept floating not far away. In such a heavy rain, a ball of fireball actually appeared. I heard from the old man that this is a ghost fire, and I took the opportunity to come out to find a scapegoat.

My uncle mustered up the courage to shout, and then rushed out in the heavy rain. However, this time, he didn't shout out just like he was at home today. At this time, his legs became stiff again and could not move.

Seeing the heavy rain falling, the sky became darker and darker due to layers of dark clouds, my uncle felt something crawling out of the rocky mountain behind him.

The cold breath made the wet back even colder. He trembled and longed. He closed his eyes and begged God to worship Buddha, but unfortunately it was not very useful.

Suddenly, my uncle felt a nail pressing against his waist, and a sensational aura spread from his waist to his whole body, and his nails kept inserting into his skin. For some reason, my uncle did not feel the pain at this moment, but felt death.

Cold is the best representative of death.

It seemed as if two snakes were climbing up from the ground and circling up along my uncle's leg ring. At this moment, it was so close to death.

In this infinite abyss of death, my uncle picked up his new hope.

Not far away, a man walked towards his uncle. What he brought was not cold and death, but full of righteousness.

His whole body was pure black, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly because the rain was too big. However, his leather shoes made a powerful collision sound every time he took his feet. He wore a certain different hat, just like a high hat, but the characteristic was that there was a gold-edged black belt floating on the right, and the top of the hat was also gold-edged. There were four holes on the hat.

Whenever I heard the sound of leather shoes hitting, my uncle felt full of righteousness and his courage also increased. A warm current began to spread from his head, reaching his whole body. The cold and bone-brutal nail behind him seemed to feel the warm current and suddenly retreated.

Buzz!

My head hurts a lot, and I kneel down with my head in my arms and crawl down.

This series of actions was not intentional by my uncle, but was made naturally, like conditioned reflexes.

The whole person woke up from his dream. He knelt on the ground, his hands, mouth, ears and nostrils were covered in mud. If he woke up a little later, he might have to stuff himself to death.

The rain began to get lighter, and my uncle rushed to the river to clean it up. Suddenly, he felt that this tall hat seemed to have seen it somewhere. Yes, isn't this the talisman?

The man wore a high black hat on his head, with a gold-edged black belt floating on the right. Isn’t it a factory character combined with the gold-edged edge on the top of the hat? I recalled carefully that the hat was a ghost character, and the four holes below were exactly the same as the talisman.

After being shocked, Sa Yazi ran to the main road and looked for the black talisman in the direction of the return direction. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find it. My little uncle, who was a little despaired, squatted down and hung mud on his feet, regretting why he threw away the talisman.

Hey!

What's this?

On the soles of the feet, I found this black talisman and when was I stepped on my feet? No matter how I explained it, my uncle couldn't figure out the talisman being stepped on my feet. The only thing that could be explained was that it was indeed this talisman that saved me.

Quickly take off the talisman, wash the rainwater from the roadside drainage channel, and tie it firmly to the motorcycle.

It's strange that the car chain just now was obviously falling off, and the heavy rainstorm, so I couldn't care about so much. I went to the bottom of Shitou Mountain to shelter from the rain, but at this moment, the car chain was obviously good, so I tried to start it, and with a roar, I kicked the accelerator and flew out again.

In the evening, my uncle called my uncle to report his safety, and my uncle went to my grandmother's house to report his safety.

I have to say here that the group that installed the phone number was relatively early. There were three households in the village, one of which was the family of Daming.

At about eight o'clock, my uncle and the old man arrived at my grandmother's house one after another.

Grandma went to clean up the cave. As soon as she opened the door, a strong cold rushed towards her. Grandma staggered. I stood behind and felt the coldness, holding myself with both hands and rubbing my arms hard.

"Why are you so crazy?"

Grandma lit the oil lamp and looked at me, "Yun Yi, the cold weather in this kiln is too strong, you still won't go in outside. Go in later, I'll go in. I'll add two more mattresses to you."

My uncle came over to clean up with my grandmother, and from time to time he looked into the dark kiln. What was there in this dark place? "Mom, if not, I'll burn the kang and get rid of the tide."

The old man hurried over, "No, no, this kiln is already turbid. If you want to get the turbid, you have to burn it seven days in advance. There is no one in it for a long time. Once it is burned tonight, the fire and moisture are wrapped around it. It will cause death if you sleep for one night. The young man is very angry, so it is okay to spread the mattress thicker and sleep for one night."

Grandma held a mattress from her kang, and then a mattress from her uncle's kang. The two thick mattresses were stacked together, so I went up to try it out. It was so soft and comfortable.

"It's so beautiful. I'll sleep like this tonight, and no one of you needs to worry about it."

Grandma was so angry that she smiled, "Look, you can do it."

The old man saw that the arrangement was almost the same, "Okay, it's getting late. Yun Yi, go in and sleep. I'll watch tonight. If you have any questions, call me, and I'll be at the door."

Grandma and uncle left worriedly, and the old man kept wavering his hands, "Oh, go back to sleep quickly. There is nothing wrong with you, nothing will happen. Just get up and you will be fine."

Later, many people asked me, why are you, a child, so bold that you dare to sleep in a cave alone? And if you know that there are horrible incidents, is it that you made up for writing novels yourself?

Everyone is wronged by me. If you want to talk about this, you have to say that the old man is fooling me.

During that time, I just finished memorizing the Analects of Confucius and started reciting the Tao Te Ching. The old man fooled me, "Yun Yi, you are very capable now. You have memorized all the Analects of Confucius. Do you know what this means?"

I was stupid, "What does it mean?"

"This means that the author of the book "The Analects of Confucius", Confucius, will follow you and follow you for the rest of your life from now on, and bless you for the rest of your life. Do you know how powerful Confucius is?"

The old man told Saint Kong as a story for me for several days, and he was very happy to hear all kinds of wonderful stories. Saint Kong is so powerful that he will protect me for the rest of his life, what am I afraid of?

It is because of this reason that I dared to sleep in the cave. When I think of Mr. Kong protecting me by my side, what am I afraid of? Are those monsters and ghosts more powerful than those Saint Kong?

My uncle and grandmother couldn't sleep for a long time, so they looked at the cave from time to time, but there was no movement at all.

The biological clock in rural areas basically falls asleep at around 9 o'clock because there is no entertainment facilities and there is no electricity in some places, so you can only sleep at night.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening. My uncle and grandmother, who had been working hard for a day, could not bear it and fell asleep in a daze. I also slept soundly in the cave.

I don’t know how long it took, but I heard footsteps, and thought my family was worried about me and came to see me.

"Grandma, are you in?" asked, but no one answered.

"Uncle, is it you?" No one answered, but the footsteps continued.

"Old man, it must be you, right?" The darkness in front of you was covered with no outline to tell where you were asleep. You could only rely on your instinct and memories, and you should be on the kang in the cave.

However, no one answered.

Humans enjoy the sublimation of the realm brought by silence, but humans cannot be quiet. Once they enter silence, fear and death will be welcomed.

Only then did I feel something was wrong, but it has not reached that level. After all, the child has not had that deep thoughts.

"Gee, gee, gee." Three strange laughters woke me up directly and reached out to touch the light line, but I couldn't touch it no matter how hard I touched it.

"Yun Yi, Yun Yi, my child, where are you?"

The sound is so familiar. In my childhood memory, my mother has not been with me for more than three days, so I can't quickly determine that this is my mother.

"Yun Yi, I am a mother. Do you don't know your mother anymore?"

"Mom, are you back? Are you back? Where is my dad?"

The other party's voice did not answer me, but continued to repeat, "Yun Yi, I am my mother, come here."

"Mom, I can't find the light wire, I can't turn on the light, I can't see you." Suddenly, I felt sad and sobbed.

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(End of this chapter)
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