The moment I saw that corpse, my face turned pale with fear. My grandmother once said that when encountering a floating corpse, no matter what, one should not go into the river. However, when encountering a corpse that looks like surrendering and walks in the river, besides immediately getting away from the river, one must also run for their lives quickly!

Zhang Yidan followed my line of sight and saw the strange corpse that quickly appeared next to Huang Dong at some point. He immediately shouted loudly, "Damn it, you're stupid Huang Dong! Hurry up and come up! Didn't you see a corpse next to him

My friends were all scared out of their wits, and Huang Dong's face turned pale. However, his family lives near this river, and it's not the first time we've seen floating corpses floating on the river. As the child king in our class, Huang Dong immediately said boldly with a stern face, "Zhang Yidan is so cowardly, and even said that Egg Fat is brave. Why are you so afraid of death? You've never seen a dead body before. Why don't one or two floating corpses come from this river every month

As soon as he finished speaking, he watched helplessly as the little companion next to him was dragged down to the bottom of the water like disappearing, and a string of bubbles immediately appeared on the surface of the water!

Huang Dong was so scared that his face turned green. He opened his mouth wide and was about to call for help, but he felt something grab his foot and pull him into the water with a huge force! He lives by the river, and his water quality is not bad. At first, he thought he was just letting the water plants hang on, but when he wanted to escape by paddling, he was quickly pulled down to the bottom of the water.

Huang Dong! "Zhang Yidan was extremely righteous. When he saw his friend being dragged into the water, he instinctively didn't care about anything and immediately went into the water to save him.

I watched helplessly on the shore as Huang Dong and his companions dragged the eerie corpse into the water, but there was nothing I could do. Apart from that, the cold feeling behind me also became stronger again, which was almost an alarm.

Don't die, Yidan! Run! Go find the adults! "I pulled up Yidan and ran away, because I had just seen the eerie corpse with black eyes that seemed to be looking at me. If I continued to stay, something unexpected would definitely happen to me!

Zhang Yidan was dragged away by me, and a few friends didn't even say they were going to save people. They cried and ran with us until they found the adults on the shore and even called the police.

I didn't dare to follow, pointing to the spot where the water fell from afar, and even pulling Zhang Yidan didn't let him go.

The next day, the principal solemnly informed us that Huang Dong and his companions had drowned. Later, I heard from the adults that when they were rescued, both of their eyes were open, and one of the adults who went to rescue them also died. It was not until the police arrived that the matter was quelled.

Zhang Yidan and a few friends were grateful to have saved their lives, and then they followed my orders without daring to swim in the river again.

At that time, I thought to myself, could the reflection of my clothes in the water be the child bride my grandmother married me?

Isn't she a human, but a ghost?

In order to understand my invisible wife and sister, I became curious about my grandmother's magic at a young age, and in the following years, I studied all her old books and read many new and wonderful methods for exorcising, summoning, and even raising ghosts.

Although my grandmother knew I was studying her things, she didn't stop me for some reason.

Unfortunately, even though I was aware of these supernatural skills, I didn't have the opportunity to practice and verify them until I went to college and joined the workforce.

As for why, maybe it was because I didn't have the opportunity, or maybe it was because I had an omnipotent grandmother in my life before, but now I have the constant 'warning' of my invisible wife and sister, which has made me feel like I haven't had the chance to use them.

However, the techniques that should have been slowly forgotten over time, but with the passing of my grandmother, I had to use them and even caused a great disaster, sliding towards the sinister profession known as' raising ghosts'.

On July 16th of that year, I was in my twenties.

I received a letter from my grandmother, which said she wouldn't survive until July 14th, and instructed me not to attend funerals, not to return to the village, forget about the people and things in the village, and not to come back even after death. Only in this way can I live a peaceful and prosperous life.

The letter was forwarded to me by my mother. Based on the specified date in the letter and the current date, if I believe what the letter says, my grandmother has already passed away for two days.

Unless someone sets a death date or commits suicide, ordinary people can only determine the death date. In my impression, my grandmother is almost omnipotent, how could she set a death date for someone?

My grandmother lives in a remote area and doesn't have access to the phone. My mother lives in the county and often visits her, but only she understands my grandmother's situation best.

So I didn't believe what was said in the letter, but instead dialed my mother's phone and relayed the contents of the letter to her.

I asked my grandmother about her recent situation, such as whether she has shown any signs of developing dementia recently, whether her relatives and friends in the village are still safe, and whether there have been any conflicts between neighbors and my grandmother.

My mother was surprised when she received my call, but she didn't think much of it. She said she had just visited her grandmother a few days ago and was in good health. She reminded her not to worry, and when she came back, she also gave her a cage of eggs and two bags of glutinous rice. The neighborhood relationship was also good, and she looked forward to seeing her off when saying goodbye, showing great warmth.

I frowned after listening and suddenly remembered my grandmother's dream from the night before yesterday, feeling uneasy in my heart.

In the late night of July 14th, I dreamed that my grandmother came to see me. Her face was pale, and there was a little girl in a red dress sitting on her shoulder with the same pale complexion. She smiled and waved at me all the time, but didn't say a word.

I wanted to walk over, but my wife and sister kept holding my hand. I wanted to look back at her expression, but I couldn't turn my head at all.

When I woke up, I was covered in sweat but inexplicably sad.

For over twenty years, whenever I encountered danger, it was my wife and sister who helped me turn bad luck into good. But what does a dream represent? What's wrong with grandma?

After reading the letter repeatedly, I thought for a long time and decided to go back to my grandmother's house. I haven't been back for almost a year, and even if it's dangerous, I can't care so much.

And the handwriting in the letter is very sloppy, it is the grandmother's unique handwriting, which contains an old yellow paper symbol with brown and yellow handwriting on it.

I have seen this type of paper talisman, which is written with human blood and changes color over time.

In my early years, I used to play ghost drawn talismans with my grandmother's paper talisman books, so I was very sensitive and familiar with these things.

After careful study, I even saw the function of this paper talisman. It was something I had read about in my grandmother's book before, called the 'Tongyin Talisman'. It can ward off evil spirits and communicate with ghosts and gods.

Importantly, it is written with the essence and blood of the human middle finger, symbolizing longevity and vitality. Therefore, it is classified as a relatively domineering talisman, and unless absolutely necessary, no one would draw or play with such things.

Perhaps it was my grandmother's suggestion to avoid evil spirits and avoid moth catching fire, or perhaps it was just to protect the safety of the letters. However, no matter what, this abnormal behavior worries me.

Plus, the place where I work now is a gallery in a shopping mall, and business is not doing well. The boss often threatens to fire me because of my reticence.

This incident gave me an opportunity, so I didn't say anything and didn't receive the remaining salary. When I returned to the rental house after work, I packed my bags and paid my respects, and took the fast bus back to my grandmother's house.

My mother lives in a different direction from the village where my grandmother lives, so I didn't inform her about going back. Actually, I was also afraid that she would worry because my premonition was not very good this time.

The premonition can be attributed to the sixth sense, but it cannot be explained. It is often a foresight in the dark.

My grandmother's village has only about twenty households, which is what I call Xiaoyitun. It is located in the deep mountains and forests, and transportation is difficult to reach.

If you want to enter the village, you have to walk several kilometers on a muddy road from Ganlong Village, so it's difficult to move a step on rainy days.

When I transferred to a van and arrived at Kanglong Village, it was smooth sailing and did not hit a rainy day. It was just that the fog was a bit heavy and the visibility was not high due to the hazy atmosphere.

Looking at the electronic watch in my hand, at 6 pm, the sky is not particularly bad. It gets dark later in the south, and it will only be completely dark after 8 pm. Therefore, according to the time period, if I enter my grandmother's small village, it may just get dark.

If grandma is okay, then I can still have a hot meal.

Thinking this way, I picked up a simple package and headed towards the small path, intending to return to Xiaoyitun.

Young man, it's so late. Are you going to Xiaoyitun

Watching me walk along the secluded path of the village, the old man who got out of the van kindly asked me.

I'm visiting relatives

It's late, why don't you stay in the village for one night? This road isn't very easy to walk at night, "the old man reminded me, with a hint of hesitation on his face.

I know what he wants to say. Xiaoyitun has inconvenient transportation and is the last village on this land. People outside will not enter unless they are relatives. In addition, my grandmother's reputation is well-known. Over time, some people say that Xiaoyitun is gloomy and has unclean things. Therefore, at night, no matter how rushed or urgent the situation is, no one dares to take Xiaoyitun's night road.

But that's because they don't know about the situation in Xiaoyitun. After all, I have lived there for most of my life, and there are no people I don't know inside. When I think back to studying in the town before, it used to be around 5 or 6 o'clock when I came back. When I return to Xiaoyitun again, it's normal to be around 8 or 9 o'clock.

I am young and have never seen a real mountain demon, so I am very brave. The key is that my grandmother doesn't say anything when I walk at night, and I am used to it.

The old man saw that I insisted on leaving, and his expression didn't seem like a joke, so he dared not say anything more. No one likes to control others in this land, especially those who are going to Xiaoyitun.

What is Xiaoyitun? Legend has it that before the founding of the People's Republic of China, there was a small town inside Xiaoyitun. A plague took away all the living people that year, and Xiaoyitun couldn't even be called a village. It was just a cemetery outside the town that was abandoned for countless years. It wasn't until my grandmother arrived that Xiaoyitun, a place with less than twenty households, was established.

Of course, I used to listen to my neighbor's old man Zhang talk about history and didn't take it seriously.

The night is as cold as water, and the path is narrow and difficult to navigate.

The shrubs and forests are as dense as ever, with a rustling sound when the night wind blows, and occasionally the chirping of night birds, an indescribable eerie atmosphere.

On the misty mountain road, six or seven meters away, you can't see anything clearly. Even if an acquaintance walks towards you, if there are no footsteps, you can only see a shadow.

Sand, sand, sand.

I don't know how long I've been walking, but there was a sound that sounded like footsteps or the sound of animals crossing bushes. I don't know when it started to sound around me. I'm not a devout believer, and when I heard this sound, I stopped walking, afraid that it might be a wild grass snake borrowing a path from the side, so I broke a branch in my hand.

But when I stopped, the voice also stopped, which surprised me. Thinking back to when I came back, I used to have my friends tease me like this, and a hint of playfulness arose in my heart. I continued to take steps.

After I started walking, my voice continued to ring. I thought it might be Zhang Yidan's kind of guy. When he was a child, he used to come out at night to catch field mice. When he met acquaintances who walked at night, he didn't forget to tease them. But now I heard that he has married a wife. Did he open a small stove for her and come out to catch mice today?

Walking through the fog, a black figure stood in the middle of the road. I saw his back from afar and his face darkened. Isn't this Zhang Yidan, who played well as a child?