Fall into the pit of BT

When the machine was turned on, wisps of blue smoke lingered around the cigarette end.

On the other side of the garden were Si Zhuo's relatives and his mother. Fuyue definitely didn't want to eavesdrop on their conversation. She wanted to get up and leave, but found herself stuck on a swing, unable to move.

She suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

What's happening here?

Fuyue tried to stand up again, but found herself still sitting on the swing.

There are countless weird things in the countryside, and most of the time Fuyue regards them as people's feudal superstitions.I never thought that one day something like this would happen to me.

"Why is Xiao Zhuo gone?" Si Zhuo's uncle was heartbroken and his eyes were red. It was not easy for him and Si Zhuo's father. Both families were poor back then, so they only offered Si Zhuo a college student. They only hoped that he would have a future. .

Unexpectedly, good fortune tricked people, and the child disappeared as soon as he became famous.

Si Zhuo's mother couldn't cry at that time, and the people around her patiently comforted her, telling her not to be sad, but her body is important.

"Xiao Zhuo... Xiao Zhuo didn't know why he wanted to go to Qinghe City all of a sudden, but this happened to him on the highway."

Qinghe City?

Isn't she in Qinghe City?

When did Si Zhuo go?Have you ever met her face to face?

Sure enough, he was still so cold.

"Is it for work?" Si Zhuo's cousin guessed.

"No," Si Zhuo's mother denied it flatly, "His secretary said that Xiao Zhuo has been going to Qinghe City every month for the past two years, and he still doesn't let people follow him, and I don't know why."

The cousin let out a long sigh, and her heart was full of regrets. She also watched the cousin grow up, and now he is gone if people say it is gone.

"Is there anything else around him then?"

As soon as she reminded her like this, Si Zhuo's mother remembered what the secretary told her.

"When his secretary arrived, he heard from the traffic police that there was a blue-eyed Luo cat beside Si Zhuo at that time. It was newly bought, but I don't know if he wants to raise it himself or give it to someone else."

Fuyue silently added in her heart: It's a Siamese cat.

She has always liked cats and has some knowledge about cat breeds and preferences.

Siamese cats are her favorite breed, but Siamese cats are too meowing and picky eaters. If she keeps them, her neighbors will definitely complain.

"My son... just left..." Si Zhuo's mother cried again, her eyes were already red and swollen.

After they all left, Fuyue found that she could finally get off the swing, jumped off the swing in a hurry, carried her bag, and fled the place quickly.

She felt that she never wanted to sit on a swing in her life.

Encountering a ghost for the first time in my life.

I don't want to come to Si Zhuo's house anymore, it's too weird...

A little boy saw that the sister who was sitting on the swing finally came down, and ran over happily to get on it, but he couldn't get on the swing anyway, and even fell down.

A little girl beside him laughed at him: "Hahaha, I said that you can't sit on that swing, you will fall if you don't believe it, just fall!"

After staying for three or four days, Fuyue's leave was about to expire, and she was going back to school tomorrow.

When it was time to prepare lunch, her father told her to peel the edamame. Fuyue carried the small bag of edamame and the small plastic chair that grew up with her to the door. Peeling and peeling, she suddenly remembered the meaning of this trip. Another purpose.

"Dad, when will Si Zhuo be buried?"

The rule in her hometown is that you can be buried after seeing the date, and the old calendar at home says that the day before yesterday was a bad day.

On the wrong day, it's appropriate for a funeral and marriage. The Si family should have buried Si Zhuo at that time, right?

"That kid from the Si family"

Her father raised his head from the steam, and hadn't quite heard her words.

"Yes." A bunch of tender green edamame fell into the porcelain bowl in response.

"Not buried." Her father shook his head.

"Why wasn't it buried?" Could it be that he didn't see a good life?Fuyue stuffed a raw edamame into her mouth, her mouth full of sweetness.

"No." Her father really struggled to speak, and couldn't finish every word.

"Who?" It's strange that no one is allowed to bury the dead.

"Si Zhuo," her father didn't quite believe it, but that's what the Taoist priest said, and the facts are there. Who else would dare not believe it?

As soon as the words fell, Fuyue bit her own tongue immediately.

Si Zhuo refused to let it go.

Isn't he dead?

Why are there still dead people who refuse to bury themselves?

"His coffin couldn't be lifted. The Taoist said that Si Zhuo himself didn't let him move, so he wasn't buried."

This made Fuyue feel a little creepy. Are there really ghosts in this world?

Fu Yue has never encountered or heard of such a thing as "what's going on".

"The Taoist said that he still had people he wanted to meet, so he didn't want to be buried."

"Is there anyone else he hasn't seen?" Didn't his father rush back? Who else is there, and Si Zhuo heard that he was single before his death, so his wife and children couldn't be counted.

"I don't know," her father shook his head, took a sip of the freshly made three-flavored soup, and it tasted just right. "Even his former secretary was called, but he couldn't move. But the secretary was a man."

"What to do then"

"What can I do, the secretary went to invite an expert again, and he arrived yesterday."

Her father took out a salted duck egg and poked a small hole in one end. With a "squeak", the egg butter leaked out along the chopsticks.

"Yueyue, it's time to eat!"

"That……"

Her father interrupted her impatiently. The dead are the most taboo thing, and he doesn't want to mention it anymore.

"Don't worry about what you have and what you don't have. It has nothing to do with you. Let's eat quickly."

"Oh." Fuyue wiped her hands, and brought the edamame in the porcelain bowl to the kitchen.

Suddenly she heard someone calling her from behind.

"Fuyue."

The deep voice made her heart tighten.

Just now, she remembered...

There is no one outside.

She was so frightened that she didn't even dare to turn her head back. She walked towards the main room with her neck stiff. There was a portrait of her grandma in the main room, but she was not afraid at all. Her grandma loved her the most when she was a child, so her grandma would definitely protect her.

"Fuyue, come and see me, okay?"

This time, she heard someone talking clearly, and the voice was somewhat ethereal.It makes people numb from the brain to the spinal cord.

Second BT (two) boo!Ghost

I see you a ghost!

wrong!

He is really a ghost if he can't tell!

Fuyue's legs were trembling, she was so afraid that her calves were throbbing, the pain was so painful that she couldn't hold back her tears.

"Fuyue, don't cry, don't cry!" The ghost seemed to like her crying, and his voice was very anxious and nervous.

Fuyue couldn't bear it anymore and broke down: "Dad!"

The voice of her father being frightened and furious immediately came from the dining room, and it got closer and closer.

"Damn girl, why are you screaming at night? It's a ghost!"

"Really! How old are you and you still bluff all day long, can you be more mature."

"You look like this, Dad doesn't even know how to marry you off in the future..."

At this moment, Fuyue felt that what his father scolded her seemed to be the sound of nature, it was like Sakyamuni's "Amitabha".

She must recite the Great Compassion Mantra several times in the future to listen to, I am Buddha merciful, I am Buddha merciful.

That night, Fuyue fell asleep, feeling cold in her hand, as if there was something, and she could clearly feel someone lying beside her.

But no matter how much she struggled to get up, she couldn't wake up.

The mass of ice was cold, not only limited to the palms and fingers, but also the back of her hands were all cold.It is not appropriate to say it is a ball, it seems to have the outline of a human hand, and bit by bit from the palm to the fingertips, rubbing and rolling, as if greedy for the temperature of her hand.

Fuyue didn't dare to move, she felt that she had encountered the kind of haunted bed that was often said in the countryside.

She herself has never done anything bad, so why would a ghost come to her?

By the way, not only this time, but also the last time she sat on the swing at Si Zhuo's house.

Everything points to the same person.

Do not!

The same ghost——Si Zhuo.

After spending the whole night like this, Fuyue didn't even dare to pick up the quilt when it fell off. It was midsummer, and the night was not too cold, so Fuyue thought that she would not get sick either.

As a result, in the early morning of the next day, her whole body was burning hot, so hot that she called her father her mother, and her father was also shocked, not knowing what was going on with her.

A person who was obviously healthy and lively yesterday had a fever today.

While he and his mother were in a hurry to take care of their daughter, someone came...

It's from the Si family, not exactly, there is also Si Zhuo's male secretary and the expert the secretary is looking for.

"The situation is probably like this. What do you two elders mean?" The secretary is a gentle man wearing glasses. He is quite tall, but he speaks very politely.

Fuyue's parents looked at each other, a little embarrassed.Fuyue's father rubbed his hands, looking a little embarrassed in front of the secretary: "That's right, my family, Yueyue, just got burned today, and now I am drawing water in the village health center. It may not work right now."

"Is she sick? Suddenly fell ill?" The "expert" opened his mouth just now, his expression still very arrogant.

"Yes, this child has always been alive and well, and he is very healthy. I don't know why he suddenly became ill." Fuyue's father tried to explain that it wasn't that they were trying to avoid things like this. It wouldn't be too embarrassing at first, but now The situation is rather special.

The "expert" looked clear: "That's Si Zhuo who came to look for her last night. But dead people are afraid of everyone, let alone a girl like her."

Fuyue's father's eyes widened all of a sudden, worried: "Si...Si Zhuo came to look for Yueyue?"

"Yes, if Miss Fuyue hadn't gone to see Si Zhuo for the last time, Si Zhuo