Grandma is the most close person in the world. For so many years, only grandma loves me the most. When I was a child, grandma looked at me very closely. Now I grow up, grandma will no longer look at me. I can go far alone. She doesn't need to worry.
that night, the village was very quiet. I just had dinner. It was supposed to be the most lively time, but I couldn't see the lights or hear people talking. Grandma urged me to turn off the light and go to bed earlier. I asked why, but she refused to say.
after lying down, I can't sleep over and over. I have a bad feeling in my heart. I always feel something is going to happen. I don't know how long it took me to lie in bed. I woke up with a cry. At first, I thought it was a child who wet the bed. But I listened carefully. It was not a child's voice. It sounded more like an adult or a man's voice.
I put on my clothes, lit the candle, took the candle and went to grandma's room. I wanted to wake grandma up and ask her clearly. What I didn't expect was that grandma woke up early in the morning. She was sitting at the table. There was a bowl on the table with rice in it. Those rice grains were jumping out by themselves.
I knew that grandma was going to ask Mi about going through the Yin again, so I didn't dare to disturb her. I put out the candle and stood at the door and peeped. If at ordinary times, grandma won't let me watch when she passes the Yin, she said it's dangerous. If she finds me peeping, she will punish me not to eat. Grandma is a psychic medium. As we all know in ten li and eight villages, it's because grandma knows this "craft" that she can provide me with reading.
the so-called psychic is the medium that can communicate with the dead. There are not many people in this special profession. When did grandma learn it and who did she learn it from? She never mentioned it to me. In front of me, she is most taboo to mention these sensitive topics.
the cry continued. It sounded like it was from outside the village or inside the village. Grandma closed her eyes and her lips were wriggling rapidly. What kind of incantation should she be saying. Those grains of rice were beating faster and faster, jumping onto the table and the ground.
the rice is still beating after falling on the ground. Grandma suddenly opens her eyes and the rice stops beating.
"mind your own business!" Suddenly a strange male voice came out of grandma's mouth. I almost cried out in fear. I cover my mouth, and now I can hear my heart beating.
at this time, grandma's voice came: "I'll take care of you if you hurt people. No matter what you are, if you don't stop, you will pay a price!"
"hahaha! Funny! How dare a little psychic speak up? If it's not for your kindness, I won't let it go! Anyone who dares to stop me from practicing will be destroyed! " The voice was a man's voice, which made people shudder.
"poof..." As soon as the man's voice fell, grandma spat blood. I rushed in and helped grandma to the bed.
grandma looked at me with those turbid eyes. I thought she would scold me again, but unexpectedly, she just smiled kindly and said to me, "on the first day of the new year, there is a box under my bed. You take it to me."
I answered. I quickly lit a candle and went under the bed. I took out the black wooden box. There is a yellow paper sign on the wooden box. It's very heavy to start with. I don't know what's inside. For so many years, I didn't know that Grandma had such a wooden box. Because she didn't let me into her room, she said that the things in her room were very evil and asked me not to move, so I didn't dare to touch them.
grandma asked me to open the wooden box. There was a string of Buddha beads in it. Grandma looked at me and said, "on the first day of the new year, you take this string of Buddha beads and leave the village in the morning tomorrow. Don't come back in seven days."
"grandma, what are you talking about? How can I leave you alone in the village? If you have anything to say, I'm not a child now!"
"it's not clear that Niuer died. I don't want you to help him! Listen to grandma, leave early tomorrow morning, or grandma will not be at ease even if she is dead! " Grandma said, tears came down.
I also cried. I felt scared for the first time. In my impression, grandma has always been very strong. She never showed her weakness in front of me. I took the Buddha bead and said to grandma, "no matter what happens, I will stay with grandma. Besides, Niuer is my friend. I will take revenge for him!"
grandma touched my head and smiled kindly. She said to me, "when you grow up, grandma can't make up her mind for you. OK! Go to bed quickly and fight it with grandma tomorrow night. " I don't know what grandma said about it. The only thing I know is that I can't leave grandma alone. Lying on the bed, I fell asleep in a short time. At midnight, I was suddenly awakened by a sharp cold wind. I opened my eyes and saw a person standing in front of the window. It was a woman with long hair and shawl. She had her back to me. The moonlight was scattered on her through the window. The wind blew her hair. I put on my clothes with shaking hands.
"you Who are you? " I leaned over step by step. Then she suddenly turned around and I saw a pale face.
I suddenly opened my eyes and found that the window was blown open by the wind, and the cold wind came in. I suddenly realized that it was a dream.
it was a long night. After I woke up from my dream, I didn't fall asleep. The cry was still there, intermittently, which made the dogs in the village howl wildly. I put on my clothes, came to the yard, hesitated again and again, I still plucked up the courage out of the yard.
it's cold outside. It shouldn't be so cold in midsummer. It's weird everywhere! When I came to the path outside the village, I could hear the source of the cry clearly. It seemed that it came from the back of the village. I've heard from grandma that there used to be a mass grave in the back of our village. Many people died there. During the Anti Japanese War, the Japanese killed many of our compatriots, and the bodies were piled up in the mass grave for the wild dogs to eat.
after so many years, those people who died in vain have been buried deep underground. They don't even have a grave. It's hard not to be haunted. The ghosts can't come out and call for justice! I stood outside the village for a long time. From the beginning, my fear gradually became curiosity. I wanted to see who was crying and why!
at this age, when I was ignorant, I was curious about many things and didn't think about the consequences at all. I know it's irrational. Grandma will be very angry when she knows it. But I didn't think so much at that time. I just wanted to solve my doubts, but I didn't think about it. My curiosity almost killed me!