Strange Records of Mountain Ghosts

After Widow Yang's quarrel was over, the village head and some villagers were going to the ancestral hall to discuss the strange things that happened recently.Unexpectedly, before entering the door, they heard a heavy bang sound from inside. Everyone rushed in and saw a child walking around in the back room, smashing the sundries on the ground like a trapped wild animal.

It was Fu'er who was beaten to death by the villagers and buried in Jishanya a few months ago.

The village chief and the others are on the verge of a formidable enemy.Except for the village chief and a few elderly people who stepped back, the others were unarmed and did not dare to act rashly.

Fu'er stood in front of the small window, the sunlight behind him shone on him, his entire face was hidden in the shadows, but everyone could feel a cold, evil gaze covering them.

"Where is he?" Fu'er spoke, although it was a child's voice, but the words carried the majesty of an adult, as well as the chill that could penetrate to the bone.

The village chief gestured to Zhou Chunniu, whose muscles were all tensed, and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Fu'er tilted his head: "He's right here."

Village Chief: "Who is he?"

Fu'er didn't answer, but lowered his head to think, was the "he" he was talking about, the Zhang Xiaotong who wanted to be with him all the time, or was it something vaguely guiding him to find in his heart.

Zhou Chunniu led a few people and retreated quietly. During the short time that the village chief and Fu'er were talking, he quickly took sticks, hoes, and axes from the nearest people, and had weapons. Rush back to take down that monster.

Seeing that they rushed forward without fear of death, Fu'er snorted coldly. He didn't see how he moved. He had already grabbed the village chief, opened his mouth wide, and bit him on the neck. The village chief screamed, waiting for him to bite off a piece When he was in the flesh, a gust of wind whizzed past his head, he let go of his mouth, bent over and jumped to the side, dodging Zhou Chunniu's attack.

Fu'er stood up and looked up, only to see his eyes were red, and he could see sharp fangs and bloody gums when he grinned.

Zhou Chunniu supported his father, his eyes were fierce: "For our village, everyone go together!"

Everyone rushed up with their weapons in hand. In the hall of the ancestral hall, Fu'er suppressed these ordinary people with terrifying strength. The villagers were scarred and panting like cows, but Fu'er didn't panic at all.

With such a disparity in the strength of the enemy and ourselves, an unexpected scene appeared.Zhou Dongcao appeared out of nowhere, and scattered a handful of off-white, fine powder in the chaos, Fu'er stopped attacking, and the frenzy in his eyes gradually calmed down. Looking at these fine powder, his obsession gradually faded away. rise.

Everyone couldn't believe it until Zhou Dongcao reminded loudly: "Now is the time!"

The village chief held his wound and stopped him: "Don't beat him to death here, catch him and take him to Jishanya!"

Zhou Chunniu tentatively came up to tie him up, but he didn't respond. When he was about to go crazy again, Zhou Dongcao sprinkled the last bit of ashes on him. This time, Fu'er took it with his hands, and it fell lightly on his hands. He didn't struggle, and let the villagers pull him away.

Liu Danian came to Zhou Dongcao's side and asked in surprise, "What kind of magical thing is that?"

Zhou Dongcao said that it was the treasure of Dayang Village to ward off evil spirits.The village head endured the pain and followed.

In the village, Fu'er is in a very good mood, strolling in the courtyard like a handsome young man; the villagers are cautious as if they are facing an enemy, while the women hide in their houses and look out secretly.Sister-in-law Li called Fu Er loudly through the window, and was very surprised to see him pass by her.As they drifted away, they started screaming again, waving their arms constantly, trying to stop Fu'er from leaving, but unfortunately it was futile.When we reached the village entrance, we could still hear the cry of a mother.

It's just that Fu'er didn't leave when he reached the village entrance.

He found what he was looking for, and he wanted to show it to Zhang Xiaotong.

The villagers thought that Fu'er had been subdued, so they were not too afraid. Liu Danian was young and energetic, and the crowd was a little arrogant during the whole process, so they kicked him from the side to let him go quickly.

Fu'er staggered, his hands were unsteady, and the already scarce ashes scattered in all directions.

Fu'er was so angry that he broke free from the rope and threw himself on Liu Danian.

His speed was too fast, and what happened unexpectedly, everyone didn't react, only to see Fu Er opened his mouth and bit Liu Danian's ear and was about to pull it down, Liu Danian was so frightened that his mind went blank.

At the very moment, a stick whirled and hit Fu'er on the head, stopping his movement.At the same time, Zhang Xiaotong's voice came: "Let him go!"

After hearing this, Fu'er actually let go of the prey in his hands. Before the villagers could breathe a sigh of relief, Fu'er crossed over again and hugged Zhang Xiaotong who had rushed over.

The moment Zhang Xiaotong was hugged, his heart was instantly filled.Fu'er's eyes brightened: "You found my things." Zhang Xiaotong glanced at the villagers behind Fu'er who were about to move, and said in a low voice: "Avoid the villagers, let's go into the mountain."

As soon as the words fell, many branches suddenly protruded from the ground.

Zhang Xiaotong reminded nervously: "Don't hurt them."

Fu'er pouted.The branches danced wildly, entangled the villagers who were chasing them.Everyone struggled, watching helplessly as Fu Er, who had turned into a monster, took Zhang Xiaotong away.

Zhang Xiaotong took Fu'er along the mountain path and returned to the temporary cave.

As soon as he entered the hole, Fu'er leaned over and sniffed Zhang Xiaotong like a puppy: "Why did you suddenly become what I was looking for?"

But Zhang Xiaotong pushed the person away with a stern expression. As soon as he opened his mouth, the atmosphere dropped to freezing point: "Did you eat Fu'er?"

"Fu'er", who was about to hug someone, settled down, with a confused look on his face: "Brother Tong, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

Zhang Xiaotong stared at him, pulling his hands on his face, and said in a normal tone: "I know this is not what you are, and I also know that you are not Fuer, I forgive you for your bad brain, but you have to answer my question seriously. question," Zhang Xiaotong said word by word, "Have you eaten Fu'er?"

"Fu'er" put away his innocence, expressionless: "So what?"

When Zhang Xiaotong heard his answer, a trace of blankness appeared on his face.

"Fu'er" saw him like this, his face was terribly gloomy: "Why, do you want to avenge him? Or do you want to go down and accompany him who has always regarded a thief as his father?"

Zhang Xiaotong covered his head in pain: "How many people have you eaten since you woke up?"

"Fu'er" looked at him coldly: "Countless." After finishing speaking, he seemed to deliberately anger him, and then reminded, "Fu'er is what I eat."

After Zhang Xiaotong listened, his whole body softened, and he sat on the ground slumped, his eyes were empty.

"Fu'er" wanted to squeeze out a mocking smile, but for some reason he couldn't, and said condescendingly: "It's useless for you to know the truth now, and from now on, you have to be by my side..."

"Mu Shaohe!" Zhang Xiaotong yelled as if venting, and swallowed the words of "Fu'er"—that is, Mu Shaohe, who was out of his mind.

Zhang Xiaotong yelled: "You won't listen to me, I told you to go back to the mountain and stay in the village! I told you not to eat people, but to eat them!" The more he thought about it, the more sad he got, and he got up and kicked Mu Shaohe. After being avoided, Furious, Zhang Xiaotong pushed Mu Shaohe, who was now shorter than him, to the ground, rode on him, and greeted him with his fist: "I told you so many times, why can't you remember! Don't eat people!" Don't kill!" After Zhang Xiaotong yelled, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, leaned over, and knocked his head on Mu Shaohe's chest, and there would be no more heart beating there.

Mu Shaohe didn't hurt at all from the beating, he just looked at the top of the cave in a daze.There was a spider weaving a web up there, and a worm was trapped in it, unable to move.

I don't know the two of them, who is a spider and who is a bug, or both of them are bugs, entangled by fate and have no way out.

"I'm sorry..." Zhang Xiaotong pulled his hair hard in pain, covered his face in his clothes, and said weakly, "It's like this every time, this time I'm late again."

Zhang Xiaotong's voice was hoarse and his eyes were dim: "I don't know how many times I can do this, and I don't know when I can save you. I just want to keep you..."

It's a pity that life is difficult to be perfect, and life is unsatisfactory. "

Mu Shaohe felt a little warm tears on his chest, he stretched out his arms to hug her, a feeling of suffocation surged in his empty chest.

He touched Zhang Xiaotong's head, the short hair was soft and docile.

"I lied to you." Mu Shaohe didn't want to see him like this, and told the truth, "I didn't eat people."

Zhang Xiaotong murmured in disbelief: "Are you serious? Or are you afraid that I will be sad and come to lie to me again."

"Don't lie to me again, there is no good fruit for lying to me." Zhang Xiaotong straightened up and looked straight at him, with dark emotions and infinite expectations in his eyes.

Mu Shaohe's chest hurt, and he said sullenly: "Fu'er saw me and fell off the cliff in fright. When I went down, I saw that he was out of breath, so I borrowed his body to go down to find you."

"I didn't eat him." Mu Shaohe emphasized.

Caught off guard, tears fell on Mu Shaohe's face, making his heart tremble.

Zhang Xiaotong smiled with tears in his eyes, his eyes were as beautiful as stars.