Strange Records of Mountain Ghosts

The villagers of Dayang Village felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy in the face of this unarmed child.Among the silent crowd, only the noisy cicadas are echoing, continuous and rapid.

Zhang Xiaotong was submerged in the crowd, staring straight at the figure.Surrounded by the crowd, Fu Er, who had been standing still, took a step forward, her small face was exposed to the bright firelight, and she seemed to have sensed it. She turned her head and smiled at the gaze of the boy in the previous chapter.

Zhang Xiaotong's chest jumped.

When he came back to his senses, he found himself squeezed out of the crowd.It turned out that under the signal of the village chief, the villagers moved, and four men stepped forward, two of them twisted Fu'er's hands back and pressed his shoulders, and the other two watched from the side, preventing Fu'er from being violent at any time. like.

Fu'er was a little scared: "What's wrong? Mother..." He desperately turned his head to look at Sister Li.Sister-in-law Li cried and wanted to rush forward, but was stopped by Uncle Li. Sister-in-law Li cried and fell to her knees.Four men led Fu'er out of the village, followed by other villagers holding torches.Zhang Xiaotong hurried to follow, but someone grabbed his arm.

Zhang Xiaotong turned his head and met Si Yuesao with an ugly expression.Under her dragging, Zhang Xiaotong was forcibly taken home. While he was struggling, he felt the cold sweat from his mother's hands on the skin he touched.

"Brother Fuer is back, he didn't lie to me!" Zhang Xiaotong's eyes glowed, "I have to tell everyone..."

"What are you talking about?!" Sister-in-law Si Yue was terrified, grabbed his shoulders, and stared at him, "What are you going to say? Don't get involved in this matter, you understand?"

Zhang Xiaotong yelled and wanted to follow.

"Your Brother Fuer died a long time ago. You drew it by yourself. He was hanged on a tree." Aunt Si Yue's chest rose up and down, and she held down the beaten Zhang Xiaotong tightly, almost It's talking through flesh and blood.

"It wasn't hanged, he was just trapped at that time, he said he would come back!" Zhang Xiaotong kept struggling, crying loudly, "And he couldn't come back because he wanted to save me..."

With a slap, Mrs. April slapped him across the face.

Zhang Xiaotong's face was swollen from the beating, he touched his own face in a daze, and looked at Mrs. Siyue, his eyes full of unknown meaning.

Aunt Si Yue locked Zhang Xiaotong into the back room, and sat on the side with her little son in her arms, not allowing Zhang Xiaotong to leave her sight, like a jailer, like a dog guarding a mouthful of meat.

"You'd better stop saying those words, and don't let my mother be cruel to you." Aunt Si Yue didn't look at him.

"Where's Brother Fuer? Where did they take him?" Zhang Xiaotong squatted in the corner, muttering to himself.

"Why did they leave the village? If you want to test people, you should go to the ancestral hall..."

Sister-in-law Si Yue gently patted her youngest son on the back, gentle and peaceful.She looked at her heart and soul, and gradually calmed down from the tension caused by Zhang Xiaotong.

She was a little cold: "They took him to Ji Shanya."

Jishanya, that is the mass grave in Dayang Village.All those without relatives, those who wandered in, and those without a family burial place were all thrown into Jishanya.

"Why do you take Brother Fuer there?" Zhang Xiaotong vaguely guessed something. Although he was three years older, he was still so young, and he always didn't understand the complicated behaviors of adults.

There were some noises outside, and the villagers came back.Zhang Xiaotong rushed to the window, looking at the silent crowd like ghosts, without the light of torches, everyone's faces were hidden in the night.

There was no sign of Fu Er.

"Unknown child," Aunt Si Yue whispered softly, "Dayang Village can't let him come back."

Zhang Xiaotong's black eyes were straight, a little blank: "Unknown?"

Sister-in-law April put the younger son on the bed, and the younger son turned over, his little body limp.She came over and touched Zhang Xiaotong's face with a little strength: "You listen to me and forget everything about the past."

Zhang Xiaotong lowered his head, his eyelashes were long, like the wings of a butterfly, and he flapped them gently.

After a while, Zhang Xiaotong raised his head and said, "Will the unknown child bring bad luck to the village?"

Aunt Si Yue turned her head and said without hesitation, "Yes."

Zhang Xiaotong: "They also said I was unknown and dirty."

Sister-in-law Si Yue jumped up: "Who, who said that? Don't believe a word they say, don't listen!" Her face was ferocious and terrifying, and she hugged Zhang Xiaotong all at once, with great strength and a little nervousness: "Those People are just bored and talk nonsense, don't believe it, just listen to your mother. Don't worry me in the future, okay?"

Zhang Xiaotong's face was rubbing against Aunt Si Yue's ear, and a strand of silver hair lay horizontally in her black hair, which was particularly eye-catching.

"I won't worry you in the future." Zhang Xiaotong felt sore in his heart, and hugged the woman who loved him back.

After hearing these words, Sister-in-law Si Yue finally let go of her heart, and a tear fell silently from the corner of her eyes.

This turbulent night has passed, and Dayang Village has fallen into a deep sleep.The stars in the night are like falling silver dust, and the moonlight is dim, like a silk scarf.

Zhang Xiaotong raised his head, and when he thought of the adjective silk scarf, he couldn't remember where he heard it.

He walked in the cold mountain, pushing aside the vegetation that blocked the way.When he got out of the dense forest, his hands were already covered with tiny scars.He spit on it, rubbed his hands together, and continued to stumble northward.

Until he came to a big groove, and the bottom was full of crooked little soil bumps. He knew that he had come to Jishanya.

There are rough dirt bags lying here and there, and lifeless people are buried underneath.The tall trees around blocked the starlight, and the wind gathered from all directions, circling, got into Zhang Xiaotong's shorts and shorts, making him shiver from the cold.He slid down from the edge of the high slope and came to the middle of the dirt bag, where he walked lightly like a cat.

"Brother Fu~Brother Fu~where are you?" His voice echoed in the silent night, as if there were people everywhere responding to him.

He walked to a fringe area and found that there was a bag of soil here that was loose and new, and there were messy footprints all around.He knelt down and called Brother Fuer to the dirtbag.

"Are you in there?"

"Did the villagers bury you?"

Zhang Xiaotong thought that it might be Fu'er inside, and his nervousness and uneasiness flew away. He hurriedly took a stick and started digging the small dirt bag.As he was digging, he was afraid that Brother Fu'er would be poked with a stick, so he threw away the stick and dug with his hands.He was completely satisfied that Fu'er might be buried under the soil, and worried that he would suffocate to death later, so he didn't notice the dark blood stains mixed in the mud under his hands.

Dig to the bottom, nothing.

Zhang Xiaotong's hands were covered with wounds.He wanted to go back to the village and ask where the elder brother Fu'er who came with him was, but he was afraid of being discovered by Mrs. Si Yue, so he stood there at a loss.

"Are you looking for me?" A voice suddenly appeared from behind, Zhang Xiaotong turned around and was hugged by someone.

"Brother Fuer!" Zhang Xiaotong couldn't restrain his surprise.

Fu'er was like a big dog, throwing herself on him, her eyes were dark.

"I am back."