Zhong's Anecdote

The old man hastily pulled the soldier over and smiled kindly at Zhong Huaming, "Son, I am really his comrade in arms, you will know when you take me there."

Thinking that even if he didn't say anything, this person would find the Great Elder sooner or later, Zhong Huaming nodded, and hummed to the soldier, "Follow, don't take them with you!"

The old man naturally agreed.

But the soldier refused, "Chief, you are the country's most precious treasure, you can't risk yourself!"

The old man smiled helplessly, "I still have the treasure? It's an old bone, it's fine."

"Chief!"

"Hey, are you still going?" I didn't expect this old man's status to be quite high, but Zhong Huaming didn't care too much. The elders taught him since he was a child. According to the Taoist saying, no matter rich or powerful, it is just a wisp of soul in the end .

I have to say that the education of the First Elder is pretty good. Apart from being dubious about ghosts, Zhong Huaming always keeps in mind the 'stories' told by the First Elder.

To explain why Zhong Huaming likes the Great Elder, the strange and thrilling story has contributed a lot...

The old man's face froze, "I order you to wait here!"

The two of them gave a military salute with a 'swipe', "Yes!"

Zhong Huaming glanced at the two curiously, um, is this a conditioned reflex?

Then, the old man walked up to Zhong Huaming, "Little brother, lead the way."

Zhong Huaming nodded and left first.

The old man followed Zhong Huaming, and walked along the roadside and asked Zhong Huaming, "Little brother, what's your name? How old are you?"

In fact, Zhong Huaming was not dissatisfied with the old man. Seeing the old man asking himself something, he turned his head and smiled softly, "Grandpa, my name is Zhong Huaming, and I am 16 this year."

"Oh, Xiao Ming..."

Zhong Huaming instantly changed his bitter and bitter face, "Grandpa, don't call me Xiao Ming, just call me Hua Ming."

Xiao Ming or something...

Thinking of Xiaohong and Xiaoming in those example sentences in elementary school, Zhong Huaming felt a little depressed.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Huaming's expression was so rich, and the old man also smiled kindly, "Hua Ming, did your grandfather tell you that if anyone came to him in military uniform, he would not be bothered?"

Zhong Huaming nodded, gave the old man a strange look, and seemed to ask again, since you know how to come here in such a high-profile way.

Seemingly knowing what Zhong Huaming was thinking, the old man smiled slightly, "I can't help myself either!"

Zhong Huaming turned his head and stopped talking.

The Great Elder’s family lives at the end of the village, right at the foot of the endless mountains. It’s not the New Year’s Eve, and the village is full of old people. When they see Zhong Huaming, they all smile friendly and say hello. Zhong Huaming naturally calls out to others obediently. .

When the old people saw the person behind Zhong Huaming and saw the hostility on that person, although they were a little curious, they didn't ask.

Zhong Huaming also heaved a sigh of relief. To be honest, if those grandpas asked about it, he should be scolded again. It's fine to be scolded by the grandpa alone. If the elders in the village scold him, he really can't stand it!

"arrive."

Even now that the village is full of bungalows with several stories high, the Great Elder’s house is still a one-story low house paved with blue tiles and red bricks. There is a huge yard in front of the house, and the Great Elder is sitting in the courtyard. Enjoy the shade under the vines by the pond.

"Grandpa..." Zhong Huaming pushed open the small door made of wood and walked in.

The Great Elder turned his head, his face was still like a dead tree, but when he saw Zhong Huaming, his face shrank, and it became even more terrifying.

But Zhong Huaming didn't think so, he just knew that it was grandpa who was happy, so he walked to the elder, "Grandpa, look at how filial I am, I will come back as soon as the exam is over!"

The great elder smiled and nodded, and scratched Zhong Huaming's nose, "Ghost spirit!"

Zhong Huaming hummed, "Old fox!"

The great elder was not angry, so he raised his head to look at the person behind Zhong Huaming, and his expression became calm, "Qi Yun, you are here."

Qi Yun, who had been standing at the door watching the conversation between his grandfather and grandson, walked in slowly, knelt down in front of the Great Elder with a 'slap', "Brother Zhong!"

Glancing at Qi Yun faintly, the Great Elder said to Zhong Huaming who was stunned, "Hua Ming, you go and wash some fruit first."

Zhong Huaming came back to his senses, said 'Oh', turned and left.

Seeing Zhong Huaming go in, the Great Elder said, "What are you kneeling for? Get up."

"Brother, I know I shouldn't bother you, but this time, you have to save my grandson no matter what! I only have this one grandson!" Speaking of the only grandson, the old man couldn't help crying .

The great elder couldn't bear it, but he didn't reply right away, he just said something innocuous, "I've stopped."

Qi Yun naturally knows the temperament of his big brother, but for the sake of his grandson, Qi Yun doesn't even want this old face, "Brother Zhong, I know, I know, but our love for so many years , you just save my grandson! My grandson is only 20 years old! I, I, I beg you!" At the end, Qi Yun even kowtowed.

Seeing the old man like this, the First Elder still had no expression on his face. He turned his face away, looked at Zhong Huaming who came out with a fruit plate, and frowned slightly, "Hua Ming, come here."

Unexpectedly, the big brother would not be moved at all, Qi Yun's heart was cold, but he still kowtowed non-stop...

Zhong Huaming walked up to the great elder, looking at the old man kneeling on the ground regardless of his dirty clothes and the old man's forehead that was red and dirty because of kowtowing, he couldn't bear it, "Grandpa..."

Because of Qi Yun's aura, he didn't notice that Zhong Huaming also had a gloomy aura. Seeing this, the elder grabbed Zhong Huaming's hand, "Hua Ming, where have you been recently?"

Zhong Huaming's heart tightened, "No, I didn't go anywhere..."

The Great Elder frowned, "No lying!"

Zhong Huaming lowered his head, "Exam, after the exam, I went to the mountain behind the school to play with my classmates."

It's like every school has more or less people jumping into the lake or jumping off the building to die for one reason or another, and then there are countless campus ghost stories.

Zhong Huaming's high school is the best middle school in the city, but even the best middle school still cannot avoid students' curiosity.

Zhong Huaming had heard about the haunted mountain at the back of the school when he was just in his freshman year of high school, because he had heard all kinds of ghost stories told by the elders, so the haunted mountain at the back of the school was naturally not exciting.

Speaking of which, there used to be a school girl whose family lived behind the back mountain. How high is the mountain in the city?It's just a half hour walk at most.

However, the third year of the school forced self-study until 10:9. The senior went home from the back mountain as usual, but she didn't expect to be raped and then killed. The body was buried in the back mountain and was found three days later. , The murderer was not caught. Since then, the evening self-study of the third year of the school has become [-]:[-].

But now every Friday night, someone would see a white shadow wandering around the back mountain, as if he was looking for the murderer who killed her!

Zhong Huaming doesn't really believe in this kind of thing. Based on Zhong Huaming's experience in listening to stories for many years, the girl was killed. If her lifespan is over, even though she was insulted, she was the one who hit everything, and the ghost will naturally be taken by black and white impermanence. When returning to the underworld, if the lifespan is not over, although it can become a ghost, it will not have the ability to show its body.

Although the Great Elder often told Hua Ming some specious ghost stories, Hua Ming had never met them. Most of these "ghost stories" are just stories.