Mr. Weird can tell fortune.

It happened on 20 1 1, my hometown, Huangsha Village, Guiling Town, Hezhou City, Guangxi. This is a remote mountain village at the junction of Guangxi, Guangdong and Hunan provinces.

That year, I was engaged in Chinese herbal medicine business with a boss in the city. It has been many years since I left my hometown, but suddenly a Chinese herbal medicine called Dendrobium became popular. We have a very suitable Chinese herbal medicine there, so the boss sent me back to recycle the Chinese herbal medicine planted by villagers, and I went back to work in my hometown village.

At that time, several good friends who grew up in the village saw me coming back and asked me to drink with them almost every night. My boss sent me to promote planting, and because their help went smoothly, we mixed together every day. However, there are a few villagers who are born and raised, with the heroic spirit of our locals. Drinking wine, several people have endless words. Although I stayed in the city for decades, I went back to the village and mixed with them for a few days. I soon found a feeling of youth and drank slowly.

About five or six days after I returned to the village, we had a drink, and soon several people drank a lot. It was probably past midnight at that time, so I told my friend Liang Fang something about seeing his father these days. Unexpectedly, he was very unhappy at once, and not only he, but also several other people at the same table suddenly became gloomy, which made me a little confused. Am I wrong?

Unexpectedly, they told me that Liang Fang's father had died ten days ago, and I looked back in the direction they said. It turns out that Liang Fang really wore a mourning belt on his sleeve. This is the custom of the old man's death in our hometown, and no one will mess around! They say that they are always drinking together these days. Besides me, there is another thing to let Liang Fang relax.

Although I didn't go on, I knew in my heart that I really didn't talk nonsense. Because of my words, the atmosphere of a wine suddenly became a little depressed, and I had no interest in drinking any more. A few people hurried away, and Liang Fang and I were in a bad mood.

I walked home along the dark village road, but my heart kept pretending what had just happened. My family lives in the westernmost part of the village, and the doorway is the path leading to Xishan. I see Liang Fang's father clearly these days, and I often walk here. I can't be wrong.

I slept very uneasily that night and got up early. I mentioned last night to my father at breakfast, but I didn't expect to get the same answer from my father! Dad's words: "Are you a ghost?" Let my heart suddenly mentioned in my throat, how is that possible?

In the evening, I decided to get to the bottom of this matter. I leaned against the wall of my west courtyard and paid close attention to the movement of the path. I believe I can't be mistaken these days, because I grew up with him and I know his father very well, but the old man Fang, whom I often saw a few days ago, didn't show up for a long time this evening.

Just as I was about to give up, there was a burst of footsteps on the mountain road. Slowly, a dark figure came up on the mountain road in the distance, and I thought: coming!

I immediately ran out of the house and followed the dark figure closely, wondering what happened to the old man, even if it was a ghost, I would make sure and give my friend a hand over to treat!

But after a while, I found that the figure was coming towards the village. It didn't look like a ghost. I tried to shout. Unexpectedly, the figure suddenly turned around in the dark, and I realized that I had mistaken someone for me. Not my father, but Mr. Zhang, a private teacher in the village school. ...

I was afraid to say anything to him, which made people think that I had confused the dead man with him and felt unlucky, so I exchanged a few commonplaces and sent him away.

But I am confused. Am I really wrong these days?

It seems that I really left the village for too long, so people familiar with it will be mistaken, and everyone confirmed that Liang Fang's father did die ten days ago. How can I see it?

Just when I used these reasons to convince myself that I was wrong, footsteps came from behind me, but this time looking back, my heart suddenly lifted!

On the road behind, a familiar figure came. Who is not Liang Fang's father? I grew up with his parents, and I was even more impressed with him than my father! But when he gets closer, he doesn't seem to be alive! My skin has rotted and my whole body stinks. The familiar and unfamiliar horror made me unconsciously take a few steps back, but a stone at my feet alarmed me and I suddenly rolled into a ditch on the side of the road. After falling into the ditch, my head suddenly hit a big stone at the bottom of the ditch. The violent impact and great shock made my mind suddenly blank and slowly lost consciousness. ...

When I woke up, it was already dawn. I suddenly got up from the ditch and felt a sharp headache. But the horrible scene I saw last night is vivid in my mind. I don't think it's easy. I must tell Liang Fang and them at once.

I endured a headache and found them, making them have to believe me. I went to the old man's grave. They all know me. See, I really don't like joking. They all followed me to the cemetery. At the same time, call Mr. Feng Shui in the village to see if there is any problem in the cemetery.

Our group came to his ancestral grave on the western hill and saw his father's grave in the distance. But when we approached, we were all stunned on the spot. What really happened to this grave? Something made a big hole in it, just enough for an adult to go in and out.

Liang Fang and I summoned up our courage and looked into the hole. Suddenly, we saw two small green lights in the dark hole, obviously two eyes, staring at us, seeing our stupidity, the things in the hole suddenly jumped out, very fast, and before we could react, a black shadow jumped out of us and got into the grass next to it. Mr. Feng Shui next to him seems to have seen this situation.

Mr. Feng Shui said that the problem might be the badger who just ran out. No dead person in our hometown can be touched by small animals. Legend has it that it can lead to fraudulent corpse. The fortune teller told us to find two long bamboo poles, and he tied hemp ropes to them, saying that he could deal with zombies. He put one end of a bamboo pole tied with a rope into the hole, and after a while, he seemed to cover the body inside, and then ordered us to get the body out of the hole together.

Together, we finally dragged Liang Fang's father's body out of the grave, but when we went to see the body, we were all scared silly. We have never seen such a horrible picture in our life. I saw Liang Fang's father's body, which was badly decomposed, but I don't know why his eyes were wide open and his mouth was open. What is even more frightening is that his hair and nails are still growing wildly these days. They are all very long and look extremely ferocious.

That Mr. Feng Shui said that such zombies would hurt villagers and be very dangerous. He suggested that Liang Fang burn the body immediately to eliminate future trouble. When Liang Fang saw his father in horror, he had no idea at the moment. He immediately found a lot of peach branches as Mr. Wang said and put his father's body on it. He thought it would be over if he secretly burned it on the hillside. Unexpectedly, the smell drifted far away, and later.

But this kind of thing, everyone who also don't want to pick, slowly no one mentioned again. ...