don't go near that tree

Chapter 4

Two o'clock at noon is the hottest time of the day in this season.

Wu Chun sat in the middle of the hall, with the pine cone on the table in front of him.

Wu Chun stared at the pinecone without blinking for a long time.

Besides being prettier than other pine cones?It doesn't seem to be any different.

Up to now, the theory of no ghosts and gods that Wu Chun has firmly believed in for 18 years has finally been shaken a little bit.

There had to be an explanation for this thing being in his pocket for no reason.

Wu Chun carefully sorted out the events before and after the appearance of this pine cone. He was worried about his grandfather that night, so he followed him to Shili Mountain, and then his attention was attracted by a different pine tree on the way. Later, this pine cone appeared. pine cones.

Just now, I obviously put this pine cone on that pine tree, but now, the pine cone appeared here again.

Wu Chun always felt that this thing was like a piece of plaster, once it got on him, he couldn't shake it off.

"What is this!"

Wu Chun clasped his head in his distressed hands, and he gave up the plan to throw away the pine cone again. Now he is sure that even if he throws it a hundred times or a thousand times, the pine cone will still appear on him in the end.

"Are there really ghosts in this world?" Wu Chun said to himself, all his knowledge of ghosts came from Daotu's hearing, and he never took the initiative to learn about this level of news.

It is always heard in other people's mouths that ghosts are hideous and ugly. Their faces are pale, their eyes are dull, their tongues stick out all the time, and no matter what they do, their expressions are terrifying.It is said that they do all kinds of evil, so they are not allowed to live in the light, they can only survive in the middle of the night, and they can't enter other people's homes, because they will be blocked by the door gods.

The targets of their attacks are only those who are still wandering in the wild late at night.

But if those people are wearing peach wood and other things to ward off evil spirits, ghosts will not dare to approach them.

Wu Chun remembered that when he was very young, his grandfather once said to himself.When walking alone at night, don't look back, because everyone has two fires on their shoulders, and dirty things are afraid of them, but if they turn around, the fire on their shoulders will be thrown off by themselves, giving dirty things a chance to take advantage of it. opportunity.

It is said that he does not believe in ghosts and gods, but now that he thinks about it carefully, he knows a lot about this aspect.

Wu Chun was very depressed. He couldn't overthrow his 18-year cognition for a while, and it was very rare for him to change from the theory of no ghosts and gods to the theory of ghosts and gods all at once.But these things that are happening now can't be explained.

After hesitating for a long time, Wu Chun decided to call his mother.

At this time, mother should be at home.

Wu Chun walked over to the phone. Grandpa took good care of the phone, wiped it several times a day, and covered it with a clean square cloth every time.

The phone beeped a few times and was picked up, Wu Chun heard a familiar voice.

"Dad, why did you think of calling me? How is Chunchun doing over there? Didn't I cause you any trouble?"

Wu Chun pouted, just taking advantage of something he didn't really want to take advantage of.

"It's me, your precious son."

"Son?" The mother's voice became pleasantly surprised, "Why did you think of calling mom, and when you left, didn't you angrily say that you wouldn't call mom for a week?"

Wu Chun continued to twitch his lips, he did say that, but so what, he was still thrown into the car bound for the mountains.

"Mom, do you think there are ghosts in the world?"

After asking this sentence, not only was there silence on the phone, but even Wu Chun himself felt that his question was inexplicable.

A large part of Wu Chun's theory of ghosts and gods comes from his own family. There is no need to ask about it. His mother will definitely deny him, and she will teach him a lesson along the way.

"What's the matter, son?" The mother's voice suddenly became calm, "Did your grandfather tell you something again?"

"No." Wu Chun said in a low voice, and he didn't know how to tell his mother about what happened to him, not to mention whether they would believe it or not, but seeing him like this, they would inevitably be worried.

"I just saw some things here recently, and I feel a little strange." Wu Chun said lightly.

After hearing this, the mother smiled in a low voice.

Not long after, Wu Chun heard his mother's gentle voice.

"Son, you have to remember that apart from us humans, everything else in this world can be exchanged from heart to heart. As long as you don't do things that are harmful to nature, those things you are afraid of will not hurt you. , won’t disturb your life, since this is the case, does it matter whether it exists or not? Son, you have to remember what your mother told you, but do good deeds and don’t ask about your future.”

After hanging up the phone, Wu Chun sat in his original position and thought for a long time.

It was close to three o'clock in the afternoon, and the hottest time had passed.

Wu Chun picked up the pine cone on the table and went to Shili Mountain again.

Along the way, Wu Chun's heart was very heavy, not because he had to face what happened next, but because he was thinking about whether he had done anything excessive in the past 18 years.

It seems that in the first year of kindergarten, because I resisted the school, I was only five years old at that time and kicked the teacher.

But at that time, I was young, so I should be forgiven.

Wu Chun remembered that when he came to his grandfather's house when he was in elementary school, he accidentally picked up the sweet potatoes of the grandfather in this village, but at that time it was because the two fields were close together, Wu Chun admitted his mistake, and he apologized afterwards, the old man Not only was he not angry, he even gave himself a big roasted sweet potato.

After junior high school, Wu Chun devoted all his attention to his studies. Every day he was at school and at home, and he never did anything excessive.

Thinking of this, Wu Chun breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect that when he regained consciousness, he had already stood at the bottom of the mountain.

Wu Chun looked up at the tree, and the branches swayed under the influence of the wind, as if waving to him.

Wu Chun glanced at the pine cone in his hand. After such a long time, the pine cone showed no signs of withering at all, and it was still as bright as it was just picked from the tree.

Wu Chun exhaled a long breath, cheered himself up, and climbed up the mountain again.

This time, he didn't dare to get close to the pine tree, but just stood far away.

I don't know if it's Wu Chun's illusion, but just standing around this tree, he feels much cooler.

Wu Chun swallowed, staring at the tree firmly, suddenly, he bent at ninety degrees and bowed.

"I'm sorry!" Wu Chun said, without raising his head, "I offended you that night, I broke in unintentionally, and I didn't mean to climb on top of you, if my presence disturbed you, I'm here to apologize , it’s just this thing, can you take it back?”

Wu Chun stood up as he spoke, the tree on the opposite side would naturally not give him any reaction, which was expected by Wu Chun.

What happened from yesterday to now seems to be a pair of invisible hands. Wu Chun can't see or feel it, but it really happened.

"Then I'll return it to you, and I will never bother you in the future."

As Wu Chun said, he walked forward cautiously, put the pine cone under the tree, and then ran away.

Shouting while running, "I really haven't done anything evil."

It's a pity that it didn't work.

Just as Wu Chun ran down the mountain, the pine cone appeared in his pocket again.

When Wu Chun took out the pine cone from his pocket, his expression didn't show much emotion.It's as if he guessed it would be like this, and the cognition he has held on for 18 years, if you say that Wu Chun is still struggling this morning, it will completely collapse at this moment.

I don't know if it's Gui Wuchun, but there must be something irrational in life here.

Wu Chun held the pine cone and stood at the bottom of the mountain, not knowing what to do for a while.

Grandpa must not be told about this matter. The old man believed in these things, and knowing that his grandson was haunted by ghosts, he would definitely not be able to bear it.

But let Wu Chun face it by himself, but he has no clue.

After knowing that he was entangled by something, Wu Chun's expected fear did not come, and his heart was surprisingly peaceful.

He should be terrified, don't all human beings turn pale when they talk about ghosts?

It's just that Wu Chun's brain told himself to be afraid, but his heart couldn't stir up a splash.

"Young man, don't run to this kind of place if you have nothing to do."

Hearing the sound, Wu Chun turned around, and found that it was the so-called master, who didn't speak in that weird tone, but Wu Chun could understand it, and it was very smooth.

"Uncle, what are you doing here?" Wu Chun asked tentatively.

The master kept his hands behind his back, Wu Chun saw that his brows were tightly wrinkled, and his expression seemed very serious.

"Let me check the situation." The master said with a serious face, "What are you doing here? This is not a place where children often come."

"That uncle." Wu Chun looked around and found no one, so he approached the master and whispered, "I'm also very interested in your line of work, can you teach me?"

Wu Chun didn't know if the person in front of him was a true master, but at present he had no other choice but to be a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Unexpectedly, after listening to his words, the master happily patted his shoulder.

"Okay, tonight I will take you on a field trip, and many people from the village will come together."

……

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Wu Chun slipped out of the house, and when he came out, he took the mahogany sword with his grandfather.

When Wu Chun came to the meeting place with the master, he saw that the master was dressed in black, besides that, he was holding a rope in his hand.Others held axes in their hands besides the ropes. This posture was clearly aimed at felling pine trees.

"The soul lock rope is used for self-defense." The master explained.

Wu Chun nodded dubiously, he himself was not interested in what it was, at the moment he just wanted to solve this trouble on himself.

A group of people came to the top of the mountain together, this time they did not stop halfway up the mountain.

Just as Wu Chun was about to ask what to do next, he saw the master put the rope on the ground, and then started to break the pine branches.

The others exaggerated even more, and swung the ax directly.

Wu Chun: "..."

"Uncle." Wu Chun called out helplessly.

"This is done for the village head's mother-in-law Wang. She is old and has no firewood at all. I happened to drop by, and you came to help."

Wu Chun sighed helplessly. He put the mahogany sword in his arms and walked forward. As soon as his hand touched a pine branch, he felt a gust of wind blowing behind him.

Wu Chun was taken aback.

"What's the matter, kid? Hurry up and finish our business."

Wu Chun shook his head, wanting to fold it again. At this time, the sense of wind became more obvious. To be more precise, it seemed that someone's breath brushed his neck, and Wu Chun seemed to hear a sigh vaguely.

Goosebumps suddenly appeared on Wu Chun's back, his nerves became tense, his breathing gradually slowed down, and his hand holding the pine branch gradually let go.

"There's a ghost!"

With a yell, the people here ran away in all directions.

Wu Chun's legs seemed to be tied with jackhammers, no matter how hard he tried, Wu Chun couldn't move, and could only stand there in a daze.Moreover, Wu Chun found that his consciousness was gradually weakening.

In the end, Wu Chun passed out.

After half an hour, it was quiet again.

At this time, from behind Wu Chun, the figure who was in the pine tree came out. He was dressed in white and had long hair. His face was finally seen clearly under the moonlight.

Danfeng eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips, is a very delicate face, but it doesn't look soft, but reveals a viciousness.

He walked gently to Wu Chun's side, his feet were as white as his face, a bit poignantly white.

He knelt down slowly beside Wu Chun, and gently touched Wu Chun's face with his hands.

I can feel the temperature!

For him, perhaps in the first year of becoming a ghost, it didn't matter if he got in touch with Yang Qi, but now it's the fifth year, the remaining Yang Qi in his body has long since dissipated completely, and too much contact with people is bound to Will cause him some damage.

It's just that he can't help but want to get close to this person in front of him.

After a person dies, ghosts usually enter reincarnation directly after seven days.

He himself doesn't know why he stays here. He has never drank Mengpo soup, nor has he seen the underworld, but he has forgotten everything about him when he was alive, even his own name, but he knows that it is He told himself: stay.

He has also explored the reason these years, but he has found nothing, until the appearance of this person in front of him, he has a strange feeling, and this feeling is getting stronger and stronger, especially when the person is close to him.

This afternoon he heard the other party's pleading. Normally, he would just scare the people who came to cut down secretly at night, and he didn't feel sorry for anyone.

But that man...

He still kept the pine cone on him.

Danggui's whole body is cold, but no one can feel it except him.

Too much confusion made him feel overwhelmed.

He had a guess in his mind...

Suddenly, he picked up the person lying on the ground and walked slowly towards the cemetery not far from the mountain...