Ghost grandmother's village has ghosts

Black, black as always, as if falling into a bottomless abyss, the humble and cold body curled up together, only you hug yourself, the room is very quiet, very quiet, you can only hear your own breathing, and the sound of letting you go. The "hissing" sound of people's fear, all directed at me, "hissing, hissing..." In the dark, I couldn't see myself, I was afraid of myself, I covered my mouth, held back crying, held back the pain, why why……

"Ah..." With a sigh, cold sweat quickly drenched the whole body. At this moment, there was a gust of cold wind. What exactly was the scene in my mind just now? It was my hallucination. No, that feeling is so real, that kind of fear And the feeling of pain, so real.But now I didn't have time to think too much, I leaned against a big tree and listened carefully to the conversation between Aunt Liang and Qiangzi.

"Why do you want to kill Erhu? He is your own brother!" Aunt Liang repeated the sentence again, and then looked at Qiangzi helplessly.

In Qiangzi's memory, he remembered the elder sister, the elder sister who defended herself in everything.Qiangzi lowered his head, shrugged his shoulders, parted his neckline, disheveled hair, holding a half bottle of white wine in his hand, glanced at Mrs. A Liang, and said calmly, "I didn't kill him!"

"Why, Qiangzi, until now, you still refuse to admit your mistakes. Only you are willing to admit your mistakes, and my sister will forgive you." Sister-in-law A Liang said here, squatting down, and looked at Qiangzi.

"Hehe..." Qiangzi didn't look up, and sneered, accompanied by shaking his shoulders, then Qiangzi slowly raised his head, his face was a little red, looked at Mrs. A Liang, and said, "Why don't you believe me?" Well, why don't you ask me what happened before? Is your brother the only one in your eyes? Am I not your brother?

Qiangzi's voice became louder and louder, and the veins on his neck were slowly exposed because of his anger.After hearing Qiangzi's roar, Mrs. A Liang exhaled and calmed down for a while, then she also sat in the weeds, snatched the wine from Qiangzi's hand, took a sip, and then pointed at the wine in front of her. The tombstone said to Qiangzi: "Qiangzi, today we are in front of Dad's tombstone, and we will tell you everything in your heart, okay!"

It turned out that this tombstone was their father. I only understood after hearing this, but Qiangzi kept saying that the murderer was not him, so who was it?But looking at Qiangzi, it doesn't seem like he's lying. It seems that he should continue to listen to their conversation. Although I know that it is wrong to spy on other people's conversations like this, but I want to know the truth, but I am also very helpless.

Qiangzi glanced at Aunt A Liang, then cleaned the weeds on the tombstone with his hands, nodded, and then slowly began to tell the sad past.

After I heard the story of Qiangzi, my vest was cold again, because the blurred fragment in my mind just now was the story of Qiangzi, but why did my heart feel, so strange, coming from me After the village, there are many incredible things, first of all, I can see strange birds, and my blood can exorcise ghosts, of course, I don’t know if this is a good thing or a bad thing, and finally, I can actually see In the human heart, do I have supernatural abilities, or have I inherited my grandmother's abilities from another generation? These waves of strange things have confused me.