Is this a dream? I was sitting on the bus home and felt complicated. Last night, the little girl entered my body and fainted. After I woke up the next morning, I took the bus home because there was an old man in my hometown who was superstitious about fortune-telling, so I was going to show me what was going on with me.

My hometown is from Changshou District, Chongqing, but it is not the main city of Changshou District, but a small town called Duzhou around Changshou District. Duzhou Town is a medium-sized town. I grew up here since I was a child. I went to Chongqing’s main city after my first year of high school and came back twice a year.

I returned to Duzhou Town at 3:00 that afternoon. As soon as I got off the bus, I felt a heat. I originally wanted to ask about the old superstitious person first. Later, after thinking about it, I haven't seen my mother for a long time. Let's go home to see my mother first, and then go to find the old superstitious person tonight.

I haven't been home for nearly half a year. Although it's only an hour's drive from Chongqing's main city to Changshou, I have always felt it was troublesome and never came back.

My family lives in a small building in the 1990s on the fifth floor in the town. When I opened the door, I saw that my mother was burning incense on a stone statue on the north wall of the house. My mother was named Wang Lianhui. Although she was almost forty, she looked very young, but she didn't know why. My mother was very superstitious. I remember when I was a child, I saw a woman in white clothes at the door. I didn't know it was a ghost or something. When I told my mother, my mother hurriedly ran to the underside of the stone statue and knelt down. She didn't know what she was chanting, but she looked very nervous anyway. Later, she moved to the town and brought the stone statue with her.

I walked to my mother's back in a low voice and looked at the stone statue. The stone statue was very strange. It was not like the God of Wealth in Brother Xiang's family, nor like the gods in other mythological stories, but like an evil god.

The stone statue is about twenty centimeters tall, with eyes that look like monkeys, lips that look like cinnabar, eyes that look like mirrors, long horns on the top of the head, flesh color, and green flesh wings on the back. His hands and feet are yellow, some have leopard-like tails, and an axe in his hand.

Anyway, this stone statue gives people a very uneasy feeling. My mother didn't know that I had come back at that time. She was closing her eyes and didn't know what to meditate. I suddenly wanted to tease her and quietly rushed to her back. Her voice pretended to be gloomy and said, "Give me back my life~"

At that time, I was just having fun, just having fun.

Although my mother is a little superstitious, she is also quite brave. But she seemed to be shocked at that time and jumped up suddenly. Her forehead was covered with sweat and her pupils were tightened. She turned around and looked around anxiously. What puzzled me the most was that my mother seemed to have not seen me at all. Her lips were white and her whole body was trembling.

"Mom, mom, what's wrong with you?" When I saw my mother's appearance, I knew that I seemed to have done something I shouldn't do. My mother's eyes gradually became a little confused, and then her eyes turned up and showed her eyes, just like the female ghosts in the horror movie. I was scared at that time. I just met a ghost yesterday. Did she get into evil again today?

Then my mother reached out and grabbed my neck and pressed me to the ground. Before I could come back to my senses, I lay on the ground. I don’t know why, my mother is about 1.65 meters tall and thin, but now she is much stronger than adults. I can’t push my mother away at all. I can only call my mother’s name hard, but she has no reaction at all, and instead she is getting stronger and stronger.

At that time, I was facing the stone statue that my mother worshiped before, and I saw the weird stone statue. I wonder if it was my illusion, as if its eyes were blushing red, and it seemed to be looking at me.

I couldn't think so much at that time. The force on my neck became stronger and stronger. I gradually felt that I was having difficulty breathing. Fortunately, my door was not locked at that time, but I just asked me to take it over, and the old superstitious person in our town rushed in directly.

This old madman is named Li Shigao. He looks like he is over 60 years old and is unfair. He seems to have some special relationship with Brother Xiang. He is usually crazy and often says that he is haunted in some places, or that someone is born rich and prosperous, but all of us regard him as an old superstition.

This old superstitious person was wearing a black vest, black shorts, slippers, and a big palm fan in his hand. It seemed that he had come here because he came out to cool off. As soon as he came in, he didn't panic, nor did he come to pull my mother away. He probably couldn't pull his body away. He rushed straight to the statue, bit his middle finger, and pointed the middle finger on the forehead of the statue and shouted: "Hurry up as the rule! Be honest!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished reciting, my mother fell to the ground and fainted and fell asleep. I exhale very much, and I almost strangled my mother to death.

The old superstitious came over and looked at me and said, "Little guy, you are not dead yet. If you are not dead, hurry up and help your mother back to the bed and lie down, then make some ginger soup for her to drink. Also, if you leave later, I will take a talisman and paste it on your stone statue, so that he can be peaceful."

"Old guy, what is this thing?" I rubbed my neck and said with lingering fear. Although I didn't want to believe that there was a ghost, the little girl I met yesterday, and the pain on my neck that happened just now, suddenly I was a little confused.

But this old superstition seemed unwilling to say more, and came over and kicked me in the butt and said, "Little brat, what do you do, just do as I say. Also, don't move this statue when you come back, do not know, don't steal his offerings."

I remembered it when he said it. When he was young, it seemed that he was thirteen or fourteen years old. He was greedy and had no food at home. When he saw a plate of pears on the table in the stone statue, I ate it. The next day I started to get sick and was hospitalized for half a month. Later, I heard that I still asked this old superstition to see it. Then he got some talisman water for me to drink it and it was only good. Of course, this matter has been a long time since I was over, so I forgot it almost. I remembered it when he mentioned it, but this made me even more confused. What is this stone statue? Is it really a ghost? Is there really a ghost in the world?

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