chasing shadows

Uncle Liu's grandfather once told Xia Ying that his eyes are a postway connecting yin and yang. If the mask is taken off, countless yin objects will rush to this passage.With the help of these eyes, they communicate with Xia Ying through psychic communication. Xia Ying can know the difficult things and grievances they have had in their lives. If Xia Ying can calm down these grievances, they will naturally leave.But most of them are ghosts haunting people, they will only haunt Xia Ying, bringing disaster and fear to Xia Ying.

Xia Ying remembered that when the smiling old man said this to him, he was full of curiosity, so when there was no one around, he really took off the mask secretly. After clearing everything around him, a white light penetrated into his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a thin and small boy standing in front of him. The boy had a sallow complexion, bare feet, and ragged clothes, but his eyes were extremely bright. He stared at Xia Ying with wide eyes, and whispered : "Brother, I'm so cold, can you take me out?"

Xia Ying didn't know why at that time, so he asked, "Where are your parents?" At this time, the sun was shining brightly, and his forehead was sweating, so he asked strangely, "The sun is very strong, why are you cold?"

The boy shivered, and he stretched out his small hand to grab Xia Ying's clothes, "Brother, I'm so cold, I've been in the water, it's really cold..."

Xia Ying was dragged away by him, and it became more and more strange. He looked at the street, only to find that there was no one else on the street except them, and the uneasiness in his heart grew bigger and bigger.

He followed the boy to a stone well, the boy leaned over, looked at the mouth of the well and said, "Brother, come and see, there is something inside."

After all, when she was young, Xia Ying really leaned forward in a daze, and looked over, but in the well, he saw this picture:

A ragged child stopped and went begging for others on the street, and was occasionally kicked vigorously by a bad-tempered drunk, a naughty child spat, and a beautiful and clean girl pinched her nose to avoid it far away.

Of course, there are also kind-hearted people who will give some food. If you are lucky enough to meet a kind-hearted rich man, you will also get a small bag of copper coins.

At this moment, the child met such a kind man, and after the kind man gave the child the copper coins, he patted his head without disgust, very kind.

The child blushed a little, this was the first time someone was so close to him.

After the child bent down and said countless "thanks", he happily hugged a small bag of copper coins and was about to buy some food. After all, he hadn't eaten anything decent for many days.

It’s just that the child didn’t go far, and met a group of teenagers in the same shabby clothes who were much older than him on the way. The teenagers in twos and threes snatched the copper coin bag in the child’s hand. The child stubbornly protected the bag. The punch landed on the child, and the child who hit him shouted "help, help" from the beginning to the end when he couldn't even make a sound, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

But the people around are used to these beggars often fighting and fighting for a piece of chicken leg, a piece of land, and a few copper coins, so they turn a deaf ear to it and ignore it.

The child was completely unconscious. A teenager took out the money bag from the child's arms, and then chatted with several other beggar teenagers about something. After that, one of them dragged the child away by one foot.

At this time, the kind man in the eyes of the child who just gave the child the money bag was laughing with a potbellied man who was dressed in extremely rich and noble clothes in a wine shop not far away.

The man laughed loudly and said: "Let me just say, giving some small money to these little beggars is tantamount to driving the little beggars to a dead end."

Then, he waved to the man with a big belly: "You lost, come here, take 100 taels."

The potbellied man grinned, "On credit first, and I'll deliver it to your residence later." He said again: "Let's block again, do you think that little beggar will be beaten to death?"

The man shook his head and shook his head: "Yes, hahahaha, it's good to kill, it's wonderful to kill."

The potbellied man took another sip of wine, "I said no, these young beggars don't have the guts yet."

The man laughed, "Another 100 taels."

The potbellied man nodded, "Deal." He greeted the shop waiter, gave him a tip, and asked him to follow the group of teenagers dragging their children.

Several beggar boys dragged the child to a well, and a fierce boy said, "Throw it down."

The others also nodded, and threw the child into the well with a "crash".

"Hey, tell me, will he turn into a ghost and come to trouble us?" Only at this time did the boy feel scared.

The vicious young man grinned and said, "With his talent, he has turned into an evil ghost. Now let me piss to deal with this evil ghost."

After speaking, he took off his pants and urinated into the well.This behavior made other restless teenagers laugh and imitate one after another.

In the end, before the group of vicious teenagers left, several of them even threw a lot of big stones into the well.

The shop waiter came back and told the two men about the incident.

The potbellied man knocked his head and sighed, "Hey, I lost another 100 taels."

But the so-called "good-hearted" man patted the table and laughed endlessly, "The so-called poverty and evil, the ancients can't deceive me! Hahaha come, Brother Qian, let's continue to drink."

After watching all this, Xia Ying felt chills all over her body. Before she had time to react, she saw a child suddenly emerge from the bottom of the well. He stretched his neck and opened his hands at the bottom of the well. He had a pale, wet face. Called: "Brother, take me out, brother."

And the child in the well is Xia Ying who just saw the child who was beaten to death and thrown into the water. Xia Ying's legs trembled. It looks exactly like the child who just took his hand to the well.

"Brother, take me out. I'm so cold, and the water is so cold." A pale hand behind her grabbed Xia Ying's clothes, Xia Ying turned her head and pushed him away.

It's just that his legs were weak, and he sat down on the ground.

He was only a little over ten years old at that time, and he was so frightened that he burst into tears, and kept yelling: "Get out! Get out!"

The child never approached him again, but his tone was more sad, and he begged pitifully: "Brother, please help me."

After that, Xia Ying's eyes went dark, and when she regained consciousness, she touched her eyes and found that she had put on a mask.Uncle Liu's grandfather was sitting beside him.

After Xia Ying told him everything that happened just now, he touched Xia Ying's head and told him that he was entangled by a little ghost who had a heart knot just now. It's too cold and lonely, and I want to die in peace.

It is indeed a good "ghost", just thinking about being able to come out of the cold place, but not thinking about revenge.

So he led Xia Ying to find the well, salvaged the body that was no longer visible, and then asked someone to find a quiet place for a simple burial.

Uncle Liu's grandfather told Xia Ying a very long sentence:

"Ghosts can't communicate and empathize with the things in the world. And your eyes are like a bridge connecting Yin and Yang. The things in the world can let you know their life and past and what they think through your eyes. If Some ghosts hope to communicate with you through these eyes to help them fulfill their long-cherished wishes, just like the child you met, because their wishes were not fulfilled or their anger was hard to extinguish or they had great hatred when they were alive."

"Of course it doesn't rule out that some things are just the door for evil to harm you. After all, your eyes are not only a bridge, but also a magnet that attracts all kinds of yin things. When they come to you, Naturally, you will also find someone close to you.”

"Maybe they will not only find you, but also entangle you, confuse you, and hurt the people around you. So this mask must be worn all the time, and it cannot be lifted even if you die. Do you understand?"

Xia Ying kept these in mind, although the child who was buried in the ground said thank you Xia Ying in his dream, he was already very happy, and then left bouncing away.

Xia Ying also knew that he had granted the poor child a small wish, but Xia Ying never dared to have the so-called "communication" with the ghost again.

From then until now, Xia Ying has never lifted the mask again.

But tonight, Xia Ying decided to take a risk. He wanted to communicate with the "ghost" who had helped him and used the bell to lead him out of the alley surrounded by burning men.

He had a premonition that the "ghost" should know something, and had been watching him from somewhere beside him, trying to tell him something.

The moon shines on the boy sitting on the bed through the window, making the boy look like a beautiful woman.The young man took a deep breath, raised his hand, and lifted off the half of the red mask on his face.

The mask fell off, and the boy's closed eyes suddenly opened. Similarly, before the boy could see the world clearly, a dazzling white light penetrated into the boy's eyes.

"Little boy, drink a glass of wine with the old man, come." An old man in Tsing Yi with a friendly smile sat on the table and kept waving at Xia Ying.

"Little brother, does sister's face look good?" The woman in white sat next to Xia Ying, her voice was soft. Xia Ying looked up at her face, suppressing her fear, and said, "Naturally she looks pretty."

The skin on the woman's face has been completely peeled off, and there are streaks of red, with hideous bloodshot eyes.A pair of abrupt eyes stared at Xia Ying as if they were about to pop out.

The woman giggled and said, "Really?" Then she stroked her blood-red face with her orchid fingers, and said softly, "Then kiss me."

At this time, another man with only half of his face was hanging upside down from the roof, and he stared fiercely at Xia Ying with one of his blank eyes, "Help me get the other half of my face back, or I will use yours to fill it up." The missing half of me."

Xia Ying looked around and realized that at some point, the entire room was filled with people of various shapes and appearances, no, ghosts.

A child with a dark purple face, a man with smile lines all over his face, a woman with skull eyes, a man with dripping intestines...

"Come here, come and help me..."

"Come here, help me..."

Countless voices of men, women, young and old rang in Xia Ying's ears.

Xia Ying silently recited the meditation mantra, sweat was already dripping from her forehead, she looked around, there was nothing, there was nothing he was looking for, he was not here, could it be that everything was his wrong guess?

Xia Ying said loudly: "Brother who led me out of the alley that day and saved my life, can you come out and see me?"

After the words fell, after a moment of silence, a gust of wind blew by, and the ghosts who had been standing all over the room were distorted and dissipated crookedly.

Xia Ying raised her face, saw the black figure standing in front of her, and said with a smile, "You really came."

The black figure "coughed, coughed" a few times, as if the harsh sound made by sharp debris on the ground, he said hoarsely: "Help me... save... her..."

As soon as the last "she" was finished, Xia Ying only felt pain in her eyes, and the black shadow actually inserted a finger into one of his eyes.

Xia Ying saw this in the sting:

"Hey, although it's not right to do this, there's really nothing you can do. Who made this child a disaster." A man turned his head and glanced at the gloomy four-year-old girl, holding a long hair in his hand. The other end of the rope is tied around the girl's neck.

The girl bared her teeth and yelled at the man a few times.

The man turned his head immediately, and said to another old man beside him: "Look, this is not a normal kid, it's not that the people in our town are not kind, look, Lao Li and Lao Zhang's family are kind! As a result, the two of them Several members of the family died of the plague. There is no way, no way, but to throw her into the deep mountains and old forests, to live or die, and to resign to fate."

The old man next to him also responded: "Yes, yes, otherwise this day will not be able to live."