[Bottle Evil] The Old Mansion's Strange Story

After leaving the old man's house, Poker-Face and I walked on a path that meanders all the way to the back of the mountain.

On one side of this path is a hillside, and the houses at the bottom of the hillside are neatly arranged in rows of brick and tile houses.On the other side of the path is the corn field, which is now in late autumn and has been harvested, leaving only bare stalks.

According to the old man, walk along this road until you get to a place where there are no people, and then you will reach a mountain top, but Poker-Face and I have been walking along the mountain road for almost two hours, and we still haven’t left. arrive.The path under my feet is becoming more and more difficult to walk, and weeds have almost covered the path, making it difficult to see the original appearance of the path.

The morning dew was heavy, grass blades swept over my feet and calves, and my trouser legs and shoes were covered with muddy water.I shouldn't have dressed so formally, and now I feel that the soles of my leather shoes are covered with mud, and the shoes are getting heavier and heavier, and I have to rub the mud when I walk a certain distance.The inside of the shoe was wet, and blades of grass got in from time to time, and my ankle was itchy again, so I was acting aggressively.

I'm much smarter than Pokerfinger. When I go out, I lure him to wear a suit too. After all, I haven't seen him for a long time.But when Pokerfing heard that he was going to the village, he silently took out the hoodie and sneakers he usually wears. From a distance, he looked like a student from a nearby school. He pretended to be young and walked with me. Like a little boy who was raised by me.

However, it turned out that the boy was right, and the hoodie and sneakers climbed the mountain and walked like flying.

After walking for a while, I was no longer sure whether we were going in the right direction. I couldn’t see the way under my feet, and the sky suddenly became overcast again. I was about to call Poker Fing, when I suddenly saw a hillside not far away. A few people looked like villagers, with some farm tools on their shoulders.

I went up to ask, and the expressions of several people were very strange. They first looked at each other in blank dismay, and then said perfunctorily that it was difficult to find them.What caught my attention was that when I walked a few steps back to look at them, I found that they were also looking back at me, as if they were still discussing something, and their eyes were very similar to the last eyes of the old man in the morning.

Poker bottle looked at me and looked at those mountains, and said to me: "It's not far, come with me."

I was taken aback, curious. First of all, Poker Fing didn't know why, but he showed some kind of attachment to this house. It wasn't the ancient tombs in the past, so I didn't know what he cared about.Secondly, it seems that Poker Face has really been here, otherwise how could he determine the location of the old house? It seems that he is very confident that he will find it.

If it was me in the past, I would have shut up and followed me at this time, but now I don't want him to hide anything from me.

I said, "Brother, do you want to share your imagination first? What do you think?"

Poker-Face stared at me for a while, then said lightly: "I can't describe it, I have to go there to be sure." Still didn't ask anything, Poker-Face may see that my face is not very good-looking, and said: " It may be dangerous, but it can be handled."

I laughed out loud, even if I was afraid of any danger, it was hard for him to explain this way, so I could only say: "All right, you like to play tricks, so I'll just follow you."

Pokerfing's attitude is too fickle, he was still sleeping on a kang last night, and now he has another signature expression of "my business has nothing to do with you, so I won't tell you".It's like the ghost weather here, I was imitating him in my heart, when suddenly a purple lightning split in the sky, followed by rumbling thunder.

The heavy rain suddenly poured down. Although we were in the woods, the mountains here were full of thin and tall pine trees, the rain still poured from the cracks in the trees, and there was nowhere to hide.Poker-Face buckled his hat, so I could only take off my coat and cover my head from the rain. Poker-Face seemed to be sure of the direction and started to trot. I followed him and ran for a while and turned around a hill. At that moment, the sight before us stopped us in our tracks.

On the ground in front of him, the first thing that catches the eye is no longer trees, but graves, large and small, with tombstones and without tombstones, there are more than a dozen at a glance.

A few days ago, just after the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, people here would come to worship and burn paper money. I saw a lot of graves with stacks of paper money, and some graves with offerings. These graves are not deserted. grave.Is it because this is the place where their ancestors slept, so they don't want us to disturb them, so they don't give directions?This is also possible.

There are quite a lot of graves here, and if there are too many things, there will be some visual impact.The rainwater fell on the ground and created a layer of water mist near the ground, covering the bottom of the graves and tombstones. The pine forest, rain, graves and water mist made the whole cemetery feel ghostly.Poker-Face and I stood in the rain, in front of these tombs, especially like the scene where Wu Caichen and Zhang Xiaoqian were beaten up by ghosts, mourning and wandering in the rain.

Poker-Face was not surprised at all, and walked straight towards those graves. I thought that if a female ghost in white clothes crawled out of a grave at this time, it would be very harmonious.

The sound of the rain was so loud that I could only yell to Poker Bottle, "Here? Are you here?" This is not an old house, but an old cemetery, and there are many residents.

Poker-Face shook his head, stretched out his finger and pointed in the direction behind the cemetery. I looked over and found that in the middle of the rain, mist and trees in the distance, there was a... I don't know how to describe it, and I can't say it is a building. Mostly ruins.It's very dilapidated, and it doesn't look like the magnificent buildings of the Qing Dynasty in the story told by the fourth child.

We walked through the cemetery and came to a relatively open area, but there were overgrown grasses, the grass was half the height of a person, and some of them could reach my chest. Walked to the door of this legendary old house.

There is also a yard in this house. I don’t know if the fourth child didn’t remember it clearly. It wasn’t in the story, but the courtyard wall in front of me has basically collapsed, and the yard is full of weeds, and the grass barely reaches the top of the courtyard wall. .The reason why the gate can be seen as a gate is because this piece has no wall bricks and is wide open.The door was gone, and we saw it under our feet when we walked in. The door was lying in the yard. It was a wooden door, and it was basically rotten and riddled with holes.

There was nothing higher than the grass in the yard. There were some bluestone slate bricks on the ground, most of which were broken, and weeds were all over the gaps between bricks and the broken cracks on the bricks.

It was as if we were swimming through the weeds and came to the door of the old house, with a lot of grass blades hanging on our bodies.Some blades of grass had small burrs on them, and I saw some red marks on Pokerfing's arms, and looking at myself, it was the same, still a little itchy.

This old house is old at first glance, half of the walls have collapsed, there are no doors and windows, it is a black hole, and the situation inside can be vaguely seen.The house as a whole is built of bricks, but it is different from the red bricks of ordinary people. The bricks here are blue. It seems that the firing process should be good. Although the wall has collapsed, the bricks are basically not cracked.This is a bit strange. If the wall collapsed because of weak bricks, this situation should not happen. The collapse of the wall is likely to be artificially pulled down.

I looked around again, and the house was not as big as I imagined, only a small circle larger than ordinary houses, but it was quite a bit taller, and there was nothing special about it.Now it is a shelter from the rain for Poker Ping and me.I watched the rainwater pouring in from the hole on the roof, and the tiles trembled when thunder struck, and I was very worried that it would just be watered down by the rain.

Poker bottle obviously didn't have this worry, he stepped in directly, followed by me.

There was no rain pouring down the top of our heads, but we were drenched, and my shirt was pressed against my skin, and I felt how cold it was, and I sneezed on the spot, and then my nose responded, and suddenly There was a damp and musty smell blowing towards my face, and I sneezed again.