As I walked, I suddenly felt that my footsteps seemed to be mixed with other sounds. It was like the sound of a light rain falling on the leaves of a plant. The sound was not loud and soft, just behind me.
The first thing I felt was that there was someone behind me. This faint rustling sound seemed to be someone following me with light footsteps.
This feeling made my scalp go numb, and my hair seemed to stand on end.
I took a deep breath and stopped in my tracks.
Strange! The moment I stopped, the rustling behind me stopped.
I told myself, Zhuang Peng, you're sixteen years old. You're an adult. There are no demons or ghosts in this world. There's nothing to be afraid of.
After comforting myself, I slowly turned my head.
It was dark behind me, and there was nothing. Or rather, I didn't see anything. There was only the pitch-black night.
I let out a long sigh, patted my chest, and turned around to continue walking.
However, after I took two steps, the rustling sound appeared again, still behind me.
I stopped again.
The voice also stopped.
I started to panic.
After doing the same thing twice, I was sure that there was something behind me that I couldn't see. It had been following me.
I broke into a run and rushed more than 100 meters in one breath. I dare say that the speed I ran just now was enough to guarantee that I would win the championship in the county sports meet.
After this dash, the rustling sound behind me disappeared. Just as I thought that I had shaken off that thing, I suddenly felt something sticking to me behind me. That ice-like feeling could almost seep into my skin.
This time, I was really scared. I felt the urge to pee. Fortunately, I saw the door of my house at this time. I almost rushed into the house.
As soon as I entered the house, I turned on all the lights in the house. My father and brother didn't come back. I was alone at home. I held a kitchen knife and patrolled the house. After making sure that I was alone in the house, I finally let out a long sigh of relief.
My body was very uncomfortable. I thought I should go to the kang and lie down.
Climbing up the bed and lying down, I still felt very cold, so I pulled a blanket over my body.
I was going to sleep, thinking that after sleeping, I would feel better tomorrow, because there were several times when I got sick and got better after sleeping.
Just as I closed my eyes and was about to sleep, I felt an even colder aura attack me. I couldn't help but shiver. The rustling sound sounded again, as if it was right outside my room door.
I gripped the kitchen knife in my hand tightly and quietly lifted the blanket.
The electric light was on, but it was not as bright as before. Moreover, the light was intermittent, flickering as if it was about to burn.
At this moment, I saw a faint mist coming in from under the door. It looked like a chaotic mass of cotton that had been stuffed in from the outside. The room was as cold as an ice cellar.
The fog seemed to be condensing as it seeped in. When the fog condensed into a human-like shape, I let out a scream. Then, I felt my vision go black and I didn't know anything.
Someone called my name in the haze. I slowly opened my eyes. My mother sat beside me with a concerned expression. Her face was very ugly. My father and brother were also surrounded by the brick bed. My neighbor, Second Aunt Niu, was also there.
I felt weak and looked around. When I looked out the window, I realized that it was already the next morning.
"What did you see last night?" His mother asked," When I came back, I saw you foaming at the mouth. Your body was cold and your face was pale.”
I had an accident when I was young, and something that I couldn't explain happened to me. So my mother asked me directly what I saw, but she didn't want to go to the hospital at all.
I told her what happened last night, and her expression turned even uglier.
"Gousheng's mother, take him to the second room to take a look. Gousheng might have encountered evil again.”
Mother was silent for a moment before she sighed and took me out of the house.
Erjianfang Village is only separated from our village by a mountain ridge. There is a great god in the village who has been working for more than ten years.
Our region is filled with great gods, most of whom worship long immortals, fox immortals, and yellow immortals.
I didn't pay attention to what kind of immortal was worshiped by the great god in the second room. Anyway, my mother bet 20 yuan on the case of worshiping, so she went into the inner room of his house with me.
"This god is a man! I've never come into contact with a god before, because the custom in our area is that people below the age of eighteen shouldn't go see a god. It's said that it'll kill you."
In my impression, gods are usually female.
The Almighty was in his fifties and was slightly bald. For some reason, he gave me the feeling that he was getting old before his age, as if he didn't have much energy.
I don't know what this god's surname is, but I heard that he has been a god for many years and has solved many strange diseases and problems. He is very famous in our generation.
There was a half-heatable brick bed in the room, and the Almighty sat cross-legged on it like a normal person. He and my mother chatted about how many days I had been sick.
I sat on a shabby sofa and listened to their chatter.
The Almighty yawned as he spoke. He stretched and yawned twice before his tone suddenly changed. It sounded like a woman's voice, and it was a foreign accent. Her voice was a little sharp.
"This little eight treasure?" The Almighty's eyes seemed to hesitate as he looked at me. His eyes seemed empty.
Eight Treasures represented males, while the pretty face represented females. I was the Little Eight Treasures that the Almighty was talking about.
Mother told me about my situation again, and the Almighty began to ramble on. As his accent became another person's and he spoke very quickly, I barely understood a few words.
The Almighty seemed to understand my situation. After some calculations, he looked at me carefully and revealed a shocked expression. His tone of voice also slowed down a lot.
"How did this happen? How did this happen?" He wondered how it could be like this and then fell into calculation.
After a long time, he spoke again,""Little Eight Treasure, you seem to have taken the wrong path once and went to another world. How did you come back?”
My mother immediately recounted how I had died two years ago.
This is our family's secret. Although it's not a big deal in the same village, my mother never mentioned it to outsiders.
When I was ten years old, I died once. In the words of the adults, I took the wrong path. Of course, that was after I came back to life. If I didn't come back, I would be dead.# Daguan Review Passed: Daguan Time:021420196:27PM
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