don't go near that tree

Chapter 1

This place is really poor and run down.

On the rugged mountain road, a passenger car was walking slowly. Although the driver had slowed down, the rough road still made the car bump all the way.

Wu Chun held a plastic bag in his hand and retched non-stop. The little food he ate when he left home in the morning had already vomited up during the eight-hour drive.

This year happened to be the summer vacation of 2000. Wu Chun took the college entrance examination, got the university admission letter, and just passed his birthday, his parents arranged for him a special trip—leaving Wu Chun alone Go back to my grandfather's house, which is thousands of miles away.

Wu Chun grew up in the county town. His mother was a Chinese teacher in an elementary school there. When he was young, Wu Chun always heard from his mother. Her mother came from a deep mountain. According to the saying, my grandmother died of dystocia when giving birth to my mother, and my grandfather raised his mother alone. He himself did not know a single word, and had never been to school for a day, but after hearing his mother say that he wanted to study, he was under tremendous pressure. Let mother read no matter what.

"Your grandfather is not young anymore, and he said nothing about coming to live in the city. He said that we all dragged our families and didn't want to burden the children. What's the trouble with this? It's rare for you to be free this summer, and your grandfather misses you again." It's terrible, you can go to stay with grandpa for a while, and come back soon after school starts."

Before Wu Chun could react, he was sent to the bus to Grandpa's house.

Wu Chun also visited several times when he was young, but he was young after all, and he didn't have a clear idea of ​​the distance.

Up to this moment, Wu Chun lay weakly on the seat, and asked weakly, "How long will the master be here?"

There were not many people in the car, including Wu Chun, there were only three of them, and the remaining two were snoring like thunder. There was a heavy sack at their feet, which should be people who went out to work and returned home.

The driver spoke with an accent that Wu Chun couldn't understand at all, and babbled a lot, and Wu Chun still captured the key information in this pile.

About half an hour to go...

Wu Chun leaned on the armchair, staring out the window with blank eyes.

There are mountains all around, one after another, enclosing the middle one, forming a kind of defense. People live together again, and gradually form one village after another. I don’t know if it’s because of the lack of rain this year. Some leaves of the corn on the side have withered.

It's already afternoon, after the most poisonous period of sunlight, you can see farmers working in the fields, with their sleeves rolled up and trouser legs rolled up high, just like in the book, facing the loess and back to the sky, paying attention Taking care of the crops in the field.

Wu Chun remembered that her mother once said that for the people here, the one-acre sub-divided land in their hands is the vast majority of the annual income of most people here.

"Here we go, lad."

As soon as the driver's master finished speaking, the bus stopped at an intersection.

Wu Chun got out of the car with his schoolbag on his back, and at the end of the intersection, he could vaguely see one house after another, hidden in the woods.

The front should be the grandfather's village.

Wu Chun exhaled slowly, tightened her schoolbag, and walked towards the village.

The road is a relatively narrow dirt road. Due to the dry weather, after Wu Chun walked two steps, a layer of dust covered his newly changed shoes, even on his trouser legs. What to say at first glance.

The last time I saw my grandfather was three years ago, with a kind face, a little hunched over, and his speech was always half a beat slower than others, but he treated Wu Chun very well.

Wu Chun thought about it, and before he knew it, he walked to the entrance of the village.

A yell brought him back from his thoughts.

"Quick~ hurry~ leave~ go!"

It sounded like what Wu Chun had seen on the TV at home before, the kind of people exorcising ghosts shouting slogans.

But Wu Chun believes that there are no ghosts in the world. His parents taught him this way since he was a child, and his teachers at school also said so, so Wu Chun has no feeling at all about those scary ghost stories.

He dares to go the night roads that others dare not go, and he dares to go to places that others dare not go alone. Last time, some students at school said that a certain dormitory was haunted, and there were always some strange voices. When many students were scared and did not dare to stay In the middle of the night, Wu Chun took a stick and broke in by himself, kicked open the door and found it was a cat.

What the hell, it's just people scaring themselves.

At this moment, Wu Chun was standing at the entrance of the village, watching people running towards the front of the village in a hurry, holding ingots and burning paper in one hand, some food in the other, and a bottle of wine in their arms.

Wu Chun followed the direction they were going and saw that there seemed to be a mountain in front of him, and there was a lake under the mountain. The lake was not big, and there seemed to be a group of people at the foot of the mountain.

"Speed~quick~leave~go."

There was another yell, and then Wu Chun heard the sound of a bell shaking, like the bell used to summon souls in movies, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

The atmosphere of the whole village is not like the small bridges and flowing water in the book, but there is an indescribable sense of depression.

Wu Chun followed, no one noticed him, everyone was just busy with their own affairs, Wu Chun followed behind the crowd, and when he got close to the mountain, he finally heard the full version of the yelling.

The person chanting the slogan also spoke a dialect that Wu Chun could not understand, with some weird emphasis, Wu Chun seemed to understand some of the meaning after listening for a long time, it seemed that this mountain was occupied by an evil spirit, the evil spirit Doing evil things continuously made the villagers restless. It seemed that they had asked someone to do it before.But it seems to be useless, so now we have to come to an agreement with the evil spirits. There will always be people worshiping here, but the evil spirits are not allowed to interfere with the life of the villagers.

"Kowtow quickly."

Before Wu Chun could react, he was dragged down by an aunt. He couldn't control his body, and he knelt on the ground directly. Then, under the command of the leader, everyone kowtowed their heads one after another.

Wu Chun didn't move.

Let him worship a mountain nine times?He doesn't want it.

"Oh boy, why are you so ignorant, he will blame you."

Seeing that Wu Chun was unmoved, the aunt who pulled Wu Chun to his knees hurriedly stretched out her hand to hold Wu Chun's back of the neck, and pressed down hard.

Wu Chun was like this, besides his parents, the second person to kowtow to in his life was this ugly mountain in front of him.

It can't be said to be ugly. The mountain is full of pine trees, but each pine tree is very thin, and the place in the middle seems to have been cut down. It looks like a math teacher's Mediterranean hairstyle.

Wu Chun hurriedly stood up, and patted his knee in disgust.

"Hey, young man, aren't you from this village?"

The aunt who threatened Wu Chun just now seemed to recognize that he was not a local, so she hurriedly asked.

"Well, I'm here to find my grandfather." Wu Chun reported his mother's name.

After a while, a voice came from the front of the crowd, "Chunchun is here."

When Wu Chun heard it was his grandfather's voice, he stood on tiptoe excitedly, and saw a head in the crowd, wearing a strange Taoist clothes, holding a mahogany sword in his hand, and wearing a funny hat on his head, Running towards Wu Chun.

Wu Chun was taken aback, the person who shouted the slogan just now was his grandfather?

"Grandpa." Wu Chun called out tentatively, and the next second, he was hugged by the old man.

"Growing up and growing up, I almost dare not recognize my grandfather anymore." The old man said, and actually shed a few tears, as if he sensed that the occasion was wrong, he wiped it hastily, pulled Wu Chun aside and said, "You Why don't you go home and wait for me, come here, it's unlucky, there are evil spirits on the mountain."

Wu Chun: "..."

He really wanted to tell his grandfather that he didn't believe it, but seeing his serious eyes, Wu Chun was too embarrassed to speak.

And it's useless to say it, this kind of thinking of the people here has been deeply ingrained, and at present, it is difficult to eradicate it.

"Did you call Grandpa just now?"

"No way."

The old man hurriedly waved his hand, the funny hat on his head began to tilt because of his excessive movement, he shook the mahogany sword in his hand and said, "I'm just going to beat the master, evil spirits are afraid of mahogany, I hold this With a mahogany sword, he won't dare to come out and bully us."

As he spoke, he performed two tricks in front of Wu Chun with great air.

If it wasn't for Wu Chun to support him in time, his waist would probably have slipped.

"Grandpa..." Wu Chun shouted helplessly.

"Okay, okay, since you're here, hurry up and kowtow to the front, and let the master do the exercises for you. After all, you don't come often, so don't let the evil spirits miss you."

After finishing speaking, he dragged Wu Chun through the crowd and walked to the front.

Although in Wu Chun's eyes, these are unreliable feudal ideas, but when he saw the layout in front of him, he was still shocked.

This group of people who don't pay attention to their own lives have used all their sincerity in these matters, for fear that their negligence will cause disasters.

All kinds of paper bundles were thrown into the fire, and they were reduced to ashes in a short while, and then the people around began to cheer. In their eyes, they will surely have a good year.

In Wu Chun's eyes, it was like throwing money one by one into the fire.

These sacrifices are estimated to cost a lot of money.

Wu Chun shook his head and sighed in his heart: Why bother.

"Chunchun, hurry up and kowtow, let the master do a trick for you."

"No, no, grandpa, I knocked it down just now." Wu Chun hurriedly waved his hand to refuse.

But it was useless, he was pushed over, and this time he knelt at the front, the master shook the bell in his hand, and said while walking around Wu Chun.

"Kids don't break in, please don't blame me."

"I'm not afraid." Wu Chun couldn't help complaining in his heart, but on the surface he clasped his hands respectfully, as if he was praying.

"If you're not a local, don't get involved."

"Half a local, come here if you have the ability," Wu Chun continued to refute in his heart.

"Kowtow three times in a row, it's an apology."

After the so-called master finished speaking, he signaled Wu Chun to kowtow.

Wu Chun kowtowed three times in a hurry, but none of them touched the ground. He said that if his forehead did not touch the ground, it was not called a kowtow.

In a word, Wu Chun just doesn't believe in that evil!

And in this environment, it is easy to arouse his rebellious psychology.

But this is the general environment here after all, Wu Chun still can't be too different, he can only play some tricks on his own.

"Hurry up and go back, Chunchun, grandpa will cook for you when he gets home from work."

Wu Chun squeezed out from the crowd with his bag on his back. He glanced back, and they started a new round of kneeling.

"If it's as ghostly as they say, it's probably a Mediterranean hairstyle." Wu Chun murmured in a low voice, and then realized that there was something wrong with what he said, and shook his head hastily, "What the hell! Nonsense, I will Do not believe!"

After speaking, Wu Chun turned around and wanted to leave, but just as he took a step, he fell and his schoolbag flew out.

Wu Chun rubbed his knees and sat up.

The pavement was smooth and smooth, and there were no stones or branches.

It can fall on flat ground.

But Wu Chun felt like something tripped him just now, he didn't care, got up from the ground, picked up his schoolbag, and walked towards home.

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