My Taoist Career

The cemetery, when I think of the cemetery, I get goosebumps all over my body, because I only had an unpleasant memory in the cemetery, and this time my second sister is going there again!At this time, don't tell me that there are no ghosts and gods in the world. Even if I am young, I feel that the world view has been subverted.

I'm afraid, I'm really scared, but I can't stop, I can't give up on my second sister, that cemetery feels like a deep dark hole to me, as long as my second sister runs into it, she will be swallowed!

The second sister did indeed run to the cemetery, and after chasing her for a while, I was already out of breath, so I watched her take the lead and ran into the mass grave in the village.

In this chaotic graveyard, the village does not know how many people from generation to generation are buried here. I heard that during the Anti-Japanese War, many unknown people were buried here. On weekdays, if it is not for the ancestors, the villagers will not come here at all. .

After the second sister ran into the mass grave, she stopped, and I stopped behind her out of breath, about 20 to [-] meters away from her, and I couldn't run anymore.

Half squatting, I gasped for breath, raised my head and was about to say something to my second sister, when I noticed that my second sister turned around suddenly.

I don't know if the wind blew the clouds away, or for some other reason. At this time, there was already a hazy crescent moon hanging in the sky. Since the clouds hadn't parted, the moonlight was exposed, but even so, I could clearly see it. I saw the face of the second sister not far from me.

The second sister has a strange expression, looking at me with a half-smile, there seems to be a lot of things in her eyes, it is by no means the pure eyes of my simple second sister, in short, under the moonlight, it is so scary. How terrible!

At this time, my parents also chased after me. My mother was half hugging me. My father didn't even have time to take a breath, so he said to my second sister: "Xiaojuan, what are you doing at night? Go back with Dad. !"

The second sister still had the same expression, looking at my dad dumbly with a half-smile, just like looking at a stranger, and didn't speak.

My dad walked towards it step by step, and while walking, he shouted: "Xiaojuan, let's go, let's go home."

"Hahaha..." The second sister suddenly laughed wildly, her voice was crazy and strange, as if she was laughing at how ridiculous my father's proposal was.

"Xiaojuan, what are you laughing at?" My mother was already crying, and my mother couldn't accept the second sister's appearance.

The second sister stopped laughing wildly, looked at my father contemptuously, turned around and moved again, this time she didn't run, but crawled towards a big grave behind her, and quickly climbed up the grave.

"Don't come here." The second sister who climbed up the grave suddenly pointed at my dad and said, that voice was very strange, it was not my second sister's voice at all.

"Xiaojuan, let's go home." My father insisted on walking towards the second sister despite being willing to listen.

"Hahaha..." The second sister on the grave began to laugh wildly again, but then, she put her hand in her mouth and bit it hard, she didn't know how hard it was , Just bit it once, and the blood flowed down my second sister's wrist.

"Xiaojuan..." My mother started to cry.

"Don't touch my daughter!" My dad almost roared angrily, but he didn't dare to move anymore.

Seeing that my dad didn't move, the second sister on the grave finally stopped biting her hand. She looked at my dad again with that contemptuous look, sat down on the grave, and then something even weirder happened thing.

My second sister actually sat on the grave and started singing!

"The beauty of a beautiful day-how can you-God..." The second sister was completely immersed in her own world, and she sang with so much dedication, but her voice was ethereal, with a feeling of being out of place, which made people's hair stand on end.

I really don't know what kind of opera to appreciate, but I simply feel that in such an environment, sitting on the grave, no matter what my second sister sings, it will make people who see it have nightmares.

The second sister continued to sing like this, and my parents and I had to watch below.

I feel distressed and helpless in my heart, and I am afraid, but I just dare not move half a step. Even the little me feels sad when I think of leaving my second sister here to sing, let alone my parents?

We can only guard!

The cold wind at night blows intermittently, the moon sometimes disappears, the second sister sings so devotedly, and sometimes she will stand up and make a gesture or two, why do we who are standing in the cemetery feel miserable?

When the sky was finally bright and the roosters in the village finally uttered their first crows, the second sister stopped singing. She looked at us with an indescribable look, and suddenly passed out on the grave.

At this time, we were like being stretched and finally relaxed, and we all took a long breath. My mother even sat on the ground with my buttocks in her arms, and stood guarding the second sister all night without moving. , My mother's legs have been numb early, and she has been relying on willpower to support her.

My dad was not much better, he moved his hands and feet vigorously, and after he recovered, he boldly approached the grave bun where my second sister was sitting, pulled her down, carried her on his back, and started walking , My mother and I met and hurriedly followed.

The second sister has been unconscious on my dad's back. My mother felt distressed and touched my second sister. Her body was as cold as if she had been soaked in cold water just now. This reminded her of touching the widow of Zhou back then. Feeling hurt, I started to cry again.

On the way, I ran into old man Wang from the village. When he saw our family, he came over with a somewhat unsightly face and asked, "What's wrong with your second sister?"

My parents faltered and didn't know what they were talking about, and I couldn't cope with it, so I just kept silent.

The old man Wang didn't seem to care too much about it. After listening to my parents hesitate for a while, he said politely to pay attention to the doctor's treatment of the child, and then said to my father with an extremely ugly face: "Old Chen, I didn't care about it yesterday. Watching in the field at night is not very safe."

"What's the matter?" My dad actually didn't care to listen to him, he was only concerned about the second sister, and his mouth was very perfunctory.

But the old man Wang really wanted to find someone to talk to, and he didn't care about my father's perfunctory, and said directly: "Since midnight last night, I have been hearing a woman singing in an opera, and that voice is shabby. It’s like a ghost, it scared me to death! Old Chen, did you hear that?”

Hearing what Old Man Wang said, our family felt a "thump" at the same time. My dad hurriedly said that he didn't hear it, he didn't hear it... Then he comforted Old Man Wang and carried my second sister back home.

After returning home, the elder sister had prepared breakfast and was waiting for us. Seeing her red eyes, I knew that the elder sister hadn't slept all night.

Later, I found out that my yell last night woke up my elder sister too. She was going to follow, but it was my father who stopped her and asked her to stay in the house. She was also worried. one night.

Seeing my dad come back with my second sister on his back, my elder sister asked very worriedly, "Dad, what happened to my second sister?"

My dad sighed and didn't answer. My mom went to close the yard door, and it took a long time before she said, "I'll talk about it later."

Then my mother ordered my eldest sister to bring hot water, and together they scrubbed my second sister's whole body once, and then my father carried my second sister to bed and covered her with a thick quilt. No mind to eat.

In the end, it was my dad who stubbed out the cigarette in his hand and said solemnly: "I'm going to the countryside, it's time to find Master Jiang."

My eldest sister and I were so confused, we couldn't help asking: "Who is Master Jiang?" But we didn't get any answer.

My dad went to the farm that morning, with cigarettes and alcohol in his hand, which was given to my dad by favors from others, and my dad was reluctant to enjoy it himself, so it came in handy!

In 74, with the development of the times, the township ZF offices on the village farms were also equipped with telephones. My dad knew about it, so he didn't have to go to the town so much trouble.

My mother and I went together. My mother asked for leave for the three children. My second sister must not be able to go to school. My eldest sister will stay at home today to take care of her second sister. As for me, my father said something inexplicably : "Master Jiang may be most happy to hear Sanwa'er's voice."

I really don't know who Master Jiang is, and I don't understand why he is willing to hear my voice, but at this time, I won't make trouble for my dad, even if I was bored, I didn't ask any questions.

When we arrived at the village, my dad found an acquaintance in the village to accompany him. He gave some gifts and got the right to use the phone. The paper, my dad handed it to the helper in the office, and said: "Please, comrade, make this call for me."

The hand-cranked phone looked so mysterious to my dad, he didn't know how to use it at all, and it would be great if someone could help to make a call.

The man took a look at the paper, and asked in shock, "I don't see that you have relatives in Beijing?"

Beijing?My dad was stunned, he never thought that the phone number old man Jiang copied to him turned out to be from Beijing!How could ordinary people at that time understand where the phone number was?

Old man Jiang became more and more mysterious in my dad's eyes.