I'm looking for body double.

Many people have heard about finding body double, such as the explanation in the movie "The Master of Yin and Yang", saying that people can't be reincarnated after an abnormal death, and they need to find someone who dies the same way as themselves to be reborn, but the chances of finding it are too low.

So they will try their best to induce and persecute those who are not determined or have suicidal intentions in order to achieve their goals.

There is another saying: for example, a ghost killed by a car will be hit by a car three times a day, a ghost who jumps off a building will jump three times a day, and a drowned ghost will drown three times a day. Taoist families can see them die like this again and again, and they can also know when and how old they died. If an unlucky person or a person with low yang meets him, he is dying repeatedly. In order to end his pain, he will let you take his place. He will push you to be killed by a car, or confuse you to be killed by a car. After the ghost kills you, he won't have to suffer, but you have to start this kind of repeated pain until you find someone else to replace you.

You may have heard about water ghosts, but most of them are hearsay, not personal experience. Today I will talk about my personal experience (I won't say that the oath is true, it's boring, and I don't have to write an article to lie to you when I'm full). Like most people, the story may begin in a big puddle in the countryside.

It was the summer when I was nine years old. When I was a child, it would rain heavily in summer, so it can be described as downpour. At the eastern end of the village, the terrain is very low, and there is a big pit dug by everyone. Where the rain flows, a natural swimming pool is formed, which brings some new fun to the children in the hot summer, but this kind of fun in the eyes of others almost killed me!

The heat of midsummer evaporates the water in the "swimming pool" quickly, and there is not much water left in a few days, which is more than one meter deep. I went there to take a bath with three friends. There are two pieces of wood floating on the water. I don't know who put them there Those who can't swim hold the wood, just like holding a swimming ring, to ensure safety and play at will.

There are four of us, one can swim and three landlubbers, but there are only two pieces of wood. What shall we do? The three of us can't swim, so we have to take turns playing with wood. After I finished playing, I walked along the shore, holding the shore with my hands. I am timid, and the bottom of the water is slippery, so I dare not go in. Walking, I was thinking about how to play for a while. My feet slipped and my head plunged into the water. My men consciously grabbed the shore. Suddenly, I felt a hand pressing my head hard, and my two hands quickly grabbed the shore and struggled desperately. My brain is blank, leaving only my yellow water and my instinctive sense of survival. That hand is still pushing. My hand has sunk into the mud and my fingernails are almost turned over. That kind of pain is an afterthought. I didn't think so much at that time, only one, I want to go up! I want to go up!

I don't know whether death inspires my potential or whether I don't deserve to die. The strength of that hand suddenly disappeared.

I slipped ashore, panting, and looked at the three of them. I shouted angrily, "Who was that just now?" ! "。 The three of them looked at each other as if they didn't know what I was talking about. I added, "Who pressed my head just now and almost drowned me? "The three of them said that no one forced you, and we all played our own games. "I glanced at the place where I just suffered and where the three of them were, and the distance was not close. In the next few seconds, I immediately went ashore and looked at the three of them. They can't get back to where they are so soon.

I panicked and seemed to realize something. No, I won't! I want to go home! Tears come out when you brush. I quickly put on my pants while crying, ran to the highlands and went home.

Coincidentally, later I asked my father if anyone drowned in that pond. My father said that when he was nine years old, he drowned a man, his classmate, the same age as him. Same age! ? .

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