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Chapter 336 The evil eyes of animals!
Chapter 336 The evil eyes of animals!
According to folklore, herbivores like cows and horses have dark eyes that humans do not have.
The so-called dark eye is the ability to see some dirty things that humans cannot see.
Here, please allow my brother to be wordy, don't spray.
When I was seven or eight years old, my family raised a bay red pony, which was used to plow the land, pull crops, and sell agricultural products in the city (that was in the mid-80s of the last century, and livestock carts had not been banned in the city, and country people would Use oxen and horses to pull Chinese cabbage and watermelon from their own fields into the city to sell).
In the summer of that year, my father and I drove a carriage, pulling a cart of watermelons, and drove to the city at around nine o’clock in the evening (it took about seven or eight hours to walk from the countryside to the city, which was still a smooth time. ).
In that era, it was considered good to have a carriage at home, and most people used carts pulled by people, and they set off from home at six or seven in the afternoon.
At about one o'clock in the morning, we met a few neighbors on the same street on the way. They were husband and wife or two brothers and sisters pulling a cart into the city to sell watermelons. Because the trip was smooth that day, my father was not in a hurry On the way, I slowed down and talked and laughed with them.
Thinking about that time now, it is simply unbelievable that many people even carried watermelons weighing more than 1000 catties on foot, and traveled about [-] kilometers overnight. When they returned home, it was already the evening of the next day. The watermelon sells for a penny more and I like to dance.
Although our family has a carriage, it is also heavy, and my father is a man who loves animals. Even if his legs are not very convenient, he always walks with a whip. I am too young, and I am too tired after walking for a few hours. , climbed into the watermelon cart, lay on his back and looked at the stars with his legs crossed.
The air quality at that time was really nothing to say, and the stars in the sky were very clear, blinking like a girl's eyes.
After catching up with the neighbors, my father walked with them below, talking loudly about this year's watermelon harvest and whether they could get a good price tomorrow.
I was bored in every possible way, so I lay down on the watermelon pile and listened to their conversation.
At that time, the roads were very narrow. As long as it was not a village, there would be no commercial houses on both sides of the road. There were only large tracts of trees and crop fields, and it was dark all around without any lights.
Father and the others were walking, and I felt a little sleepy. I closed my eyes unknowingly and was just about to sleep when I suddenly felt that the car stopped, and then our little bay red horse suddenly hit a big one. snort.
The father who was talking was a little puzzled, and he pulled the rein and shouted: "Fight!"
The bay red horse, which used to be docile and regarded his father's orders as imperial decrees, did not listen to his words this time. He held his head high, looked ahead with fear and vigilance in his blue eyes, snorted vigorously, and stepped hard on the road with his front hooves. , even back again and again.
At this time, an elderly man from the same family suddenly said: "Ah, no, we have encountered dirty things!"
There are legends here that horses and cows and other livestock have dark eyes, and can see dirty things that humans cannot see, such as the legendary ghosts, weasel spirits and the like.
These things always come out at night to scare people, so they are called dirty things by the common people, which is what they call evil spirits in writing.
My father and others also know this statement, and I have even heard of a strange incident where two brothers from a certain village in a neighboring village were pulling a cart to sell vegetables, but they encountered dirty things on the way and dragged them around the graveyard all night—human beings You can't see those things, and that kind of situation is what the old man called 'ghosts hitting the wall'.
If there was no bay red horse from our family that night, maybe our pedestrians would pull the cart and go around a certain place all night, and we would not be able to get out of trouble until the golden rooster crowed.
Immediately, the father and the others panicked. It was the old man who had experience, and hurriedly asked everyone to take out their flashlights and turn them on. Those without flashlights lit up cigarettes.
According to folklore, any dirty thing is afraid of light and fire.
So, more than a dozen people in four or five scooters, except for our two children, everyone, regardless of gender, turned on their flashlights and lit their pipes.
A few young and bold guys held a flashlight in their left hand and a stick in their right hand (the stick is used for weighing watermelons when selling watermelons, and also for self-defense. It is very strong and easy to handle), and walked along the middle of the road according to the uncle's instructions. Search forward slowly.
According to folklore, the road in the world is the river of the underworld. Lonely ghosts can only stay on both sides of the river (that is, on both sides of the road), and they dare not go down the river at all. It is also the bridge of the underworld. In the early days, many people would burn paper at the crossroads on Qingming Festival and other festivals related to ghosts and gods, and give alms to those homeless wild ghosts. My name and home address, so as not to encounter those greedy wild ghosts, who will often harass).
That's why the old man told the boys to walk in the middle so as not to be dragged away by the ghosts on both sides of the river.
The lads were young and energetic, and there were so many people and there were guys in their hands, so they were not afraid at all. They all carried sticks cursingly, and walked out about 100 meters while walking and waving. I saw nothing but a pile of ashes of burnt paper under the crooked neck tree.
Strange to say, after the boys turned on the flashlights and walked around with sticks, my bay red horse stopped panicking and became obedient again. It was pulled by the rein by my father and quickly passed the place. sections.
The elderly man in my family seemed to know something, and before he left, he took out three cigarettes (the public sold them for six cents a pack, and they were considered high-end cigarettes in the countryside at that time. Reluctant to smoke) lit it, stood it under the crooked-neck tree, muttered a few more words, and then left.
After that, our group traveled smoothly and arrived at the farmers market in the city before dawn.
I clearly remember that the price of watermelons sold by our group was the highest and the fastest. Before three o’clock in the afternoon, all the watermelons were sold out, and everyone happily arrived home three hours earlier.
Later, by chance, we heard that an old lady who could not bear the bullying by her daughter-in-law hanged herself on the crooked neck tree in the evening on the section of the road where my bay red horse was suddenly frightened.
In folklore, abnormal deaths such as hanging and drowning are considered violent deaths. They cannot enter the reincarnation of the underworld. They can only be a lonely ghost and cannot enjoy the "welfare treatment" of the underworld. That's why those things feel unwilling , ran out in the middle of the night to scare people.
Fortunately, the old man of the family knew certain rules, and before he left, he offered three sticks of 'superior' incense to the old lady.
When the old man was happy, she not only let us go, but also blessed us with 'business is booming'.
From this point of view, the idiom, doing good and accumulating virtue, is very reasonable.
Uh, it's a little too far, a little too much, don't blame it.
In fact, this is not a boring gossip, it is indeed a personal experience of the brothers when they were young. Although it is quite scary in retrospect, it is still a little bit warmer than those modern nonsense ghost stories.
Gossip less, the book returns to the main story!
Gao Fei reined in the camel vigorously, turned around and looked at the dark ghost sand, and asked Tie Tu curiously: "Evil and ghost? What kind of evil and ghost, why didn't I see it?"
Tie Tu also reined in the camel, and said coldly: "If you can become a donkey, you will definitely have a pair of dark eyes, and you will be able to see dirty things that humans cannot see."
"Cao, why don't you go and become a donkey?"
Gao Fei cursed, but he no longer doubted Tie Tu's words, because when he was a child in the orphanage, he also heard Liang Ming's grandma tell the legend that animals have dark eyes and can see dirty things, and camels, too, A kind of livestock can see dirty things that humans can't see, which seems normal.
The camels turned around and ran wildly just now, at least they had to run two or three kilometers. All of them had big nostrils and long nostrils, panting heavily, and looked like they were still in shock.
Gao Fei asked Tie Tu: "Then what should we do?"
Tie Tu tightly pursed the corners of his mouth, and said lightly, "Let's go back."
Ye Xin felt sad and wondered: "Go back again? Would the camel be willing?"
Tie Tu replied: "When we got to the place where the camels dare not go, we walked there. Anyway, it is not too far from the dragon's vein. Actually, I am a little puzzled. How did Lao Liu and the others drive the camels away?"
Qin Chengcheng suggested cautiously: "Did they cover the camel's eyes with a piece of cloth?"
Tie Tu shook his head: "It's useless, the animal's evil eyes can't be covered. It seems that they might as well walk in and put the camel somewhere. Well, without further ado, let's go."
After a heavy rainstorm, ghost towns, ghost women, Gao Fei lost his mind, and a series of strange events such as the camel warning, the four people no longer dared to be careless, and they grabbed their weapons and forced the camel to turn around again.
The camels were reluctant, and under the threat of the whip, they had no choice but to set foot on the section of the dragon's vein again.
On the way back, the protruding Tie Tu used an infrared telescope with night vision function to search ahead carefully.
However, except for the dark sand dunes, there is nothing else to see around, but the night wind is getting stronger and stronger, blowing some quicksands on the high places of the dunes, making a soft rattling sound, as if someone is tiptoeing. Walk like that.
Soon, four people and six camels came to the place where the camels were frightened again.
This time, the camels once again showed people their incredible warning. As soon as the camel under Tie Tu's crotch snorted, it began to retreat again and again.
"Shut up!"
Tie Tu let out a low cry, raised his legs and jumped off the camel, led it back for more than ten meters, and then said in a deep voice: "Everyone, tie the reins together, and tie a hoof of each camel. , together, so that they can't go anywhere, they can only wait for us obediently here."
Qin Chengcheng asked worriedly: "We tied up the camels. If sand wolves and other wild animals come, won't they be harmed?"
Tie Tu shook his head: "It doesn't matter, according to desert legends, wild beasts will not come to the ghost sand area."
Soon, Gao Fei and the three of them tied the reins of the camels together as Tie Tu said, and connected one of their hooves together with a rope.
Qin Chengcheng patted a camel, and said softly: "Camel, don't be afraid of the camel, we will be back soon, and let you be free again."
As if the camel understood Qin Chengcheng's words, it raised its neck and let out a loud cry.
Since the camel refused to move forward, Gao Fei and the others had no choice but to pack some of the items they needed into their bags and carry them on their backs. They followed Tie Tu holding a brass compass and walked towards the area where the camels were stopped. .
(End of this chapter)
According to folklore, herbivores like cows and horses have dark eyes that humans do not have.
The so-called dark eye is the ability to see some dirty things that humans cannot see.
Here, please allow my brother to be wordy, don't spray.
When I was seven or eight years old, my family raised a bay red pony, which was used to plow the land, pull crops, and sell agricultural products in the city (that was in the mid-80s of the last century, and livestock carts had not been banned in the city, and country people would Use oxen and horses to pull Chinese cabbage and watermelon from their own fields into the city to sell).
In the summer of that year, my father and I drove a carriage, pulling a cart of watermelons, and drove to the city at around nine o’clock in the evening (it took about seven or eight hours to walk from the countryside to the city, which was still a smooth time. ).
In that era, it was considered good to have a carriage at home, and most people used carts pulled by people, and they set off from home at six or seven in the afternoon.
At about one o'clock in the morning, we met a few neighbors on the same street on the way. They were husband and wife or two brothers and sisters pulling a cart into the city to sell watermelons. Because the trip was smooth that day, my father was not in a hurry On the way, I slowed down and talked and laughed with them.
Thinking about that time now, it is simply unbelievable that many people even carried watermelons weighing more than 1000 catties on foot, and traveled about [-] kilometers overnight. When they returned home, it was already the evening of the next day. The watermelon sells for a penny more and I like to dance.
Although our family has a carriage, it is also heavy, and my father is a man who loves animals. Even if his legs are not very convenient, he always walks with a whip. I am too young, and I am too tired after walking for a few hours. , climbed into the watermelon cart, lay on his back and looked at the stars with his legs crossed.
The air quality at that time was really nothing to say, and the stars in the sky were very clear, blinking like a girl's eyes.
After catching up with the neighbors, my father walked with them below, talking loudly about this year's watermelon harvest and whether they could get a good price tomorrow.
I was bored in every possible way, so I lay down on the watermelon pile and listened to their conversation.
At that time, the roads were very narrow. As long as it was not a village, there would be no commercial houses on both sides of the road. There were only large tracts of trees and crop fields, and it was dark all around without any lights.
Father and the others were walking, and I felt a little sleepy. I closed my eyes unknowingly and was just about to sleep when I suddenly felt that the car stopped, and then our little bay red horse suddenly hit a big one. snort.
The father who was talking was a little puzzled, and he pulled the rein and shouted: "Fight!"
The bay red horse, which used to be docile and regarded his father's orders as imperial decrees, did not listen to his words this time. He held his head high, looked ahead with fear and vigilance in his blue eyes, snorted vigorously, and stepped hard on the road with his front hooves. , even back again and again.
At this time, an elderly man from the same family suddenly said: "Ah, no, we have encountered dirty things!"
There are legends here that horses and cows and other livestock have dark eyes, and can see dirty things that humans cannot see, such as the legendary ghosts, weasel spirits and the like.
These things always come out at night to scare people, so they are called dirty things by the common people, which is what they call evil spirits in writing.
My father and others also know this statement, and I have even heard of a strange incident where two brothers from a certain village in a neighboring village were pulling a cart to sell vegetables, but they encountered dirty things on the way and dragged them around the graveyard all night—human beings You can't see those things, and that kind of situation is what the old man called 'ghosts hitting the wall'.
If there was no bay red horse from our family that night, maybe our pedestrians would pull the cart and go around a certain place all night, and we would not be able to get out of trouble until the golden rooster crowed.
Immediately, the father and the others panicked. It was the old man who had experience, and hurriedly asked everyone to take out their flashlights and turn them on. Those without flashlights lit up cigarettes.
According to folklore, any dirty thing is afraid of light and fire.
So, more than a dozen people in four or five scooters, except for our two children, everyone, regardless of gender, turned on their flashlights and lit their pipes.
A few young and bold guys held a flashlight in their left hand and a stick in their right hand (the stick is used for weighing watermelons when selling watermelons, and also for self-defense. It is very strong and easy to handle), and walked along the middle of the road according to the uncle's instructions. Search forward slowly.
According to folklore, the road in the world is the river of the underworld. Lonely ghosts can only stay on both sides of the river (that is, on both sides of the road), and they dare not go down the river at all. It is also the bridge of the underworld. In the early days, many people would burn paper at the crossroads on Qingming Festival and other festivals related to ghosts and gods, and give alms to those homeless wild ghosts. My name and home address, so as not to encounter those greedy wild ghosts, who will often harass).
That's why the old man told the boys to walk in the middle so as not to be dragged away by the ghosts on both sides of the river.
The lads were young and energetic, and there were so many people and there were guys in their hands, so they were not afraid at all. They all carried sticks cursingly, and walked out about 100 meters while walking and waving. I saw nothing but a pile of ashes of burnt paper under the crooked neck tree.
Strange to say, after the boys turned on the flashlights and walked around with sticks, my bay red horse stopped panicking and became obedient again. It was pulled by the rein by my father and quickly passed the place. sections.
The elderly man in my family seemed to know something, and before he left, he took out three cigarettes (the public sold them for six cents a pack, and they were considered high-end cigarettes in the countryside at that time. Reluctant to smoke) lit it, stood it under the crooked-neck tree, muttered a few more words, and then left.
After that, our group traveled smoothly and arrived at the farmers market in the city before dawn.
I clearly remember that the price of watermelons sold by our group was the highest and the fastest. Before three o’clock in the afternoon, all the watermelons were sold out, and everyone happily arrived home three hours earlier.
Later, by chance, we heard that an old lady who could not bear the bullying by her daughter-in-law hanged herself on the crooked neck tree in the evening on the section of the road where my bay red horse was suddenly frightened.
In folklore, abnormal deaths such as hanging and drowning are considered violent deaths. They cannot enter the reincarnation of the underworld. They can only be a lonely ghost and cannot enjoy the "welfare treatment" of the underworld. That's why those things feel unwilling , ran out in the middle of the night to scare people.
Fortunately, the old man of the family knew certain rules, and before he left, he offered three sticks of 'superior' incense to the old lady.
When the old man was happy, she not only let us go, but also blessed us with 'business is booming'.
From this point of view, the idiom, doing good and accumulating virtue, is very reasonable.
Uh, it's a little too far, a little too much, don't blame it.
In fact, this is not a boring gossip, it is indeed a personal experience of the brothers when they were young. Although it is quite scary in retrospect, it is still a little bit warmer than those modern nonsense ghost stories.
Gossip less, the book returns to the main story!
Gao Fei reined in the camel vigorously, turned around and looked at the dark ghost sand, and asked Tie Tu curiously: "Evil and ghost? What kind of evil and ghost, why didn't I see it?"
Tie Tu also reined in the camel, and said coldly: "If you can become a donkey, you will definitely have a pair of dark eyes, and you will be able to see dirty things that humans cannot see."
"Cao, why don't you go and become a donkey?"
Gao Fei cursed, but he no longer doubted Tie Tu's words, because when he was a child in the orphanage, he also heard Liang Ming's grandma tell the legend that animals have dark eyes and can see dirty things, and camels, too, A kind of livestock can see dirty things that humans can't see, which seems normal.
The camels turned around and ran wildly just now, at least they had to run two or three kilometers. All of them had big nostrils and long nostrils, panting heavily, and looked like they were still in shock.
Gao Fei asked Tie Tu: "Then what should we do?"
Tie Tu tightly pursed the corners of his mouth, and said lightly, "Let's go back."
Ye Xin felt sad and wondered: "Go back again? Would the camel be willing?"
Tie Tu replied: "When we got to the place where the camels dare not go, we walked there. Anyway, it is not too far from the dragon's vein. Actually, I am a little puzzled. How did Lao Liu and the others drive the camels away?"
Qin Chengcheng suggested cautiously: "Did they cover the camel's eyes with a piece of cloth?"
Tie Tu shook his head: "It's useless, the animal's evil eyes can't be covered. It seems that they might as well walk in and put the camel somewhere. Well, without further ado, let's go."
After a heavy rainstorm, ghost towns, ghost women, Gao Fei lost his mind, and a series of strange events such as the camel warning, the four people no longer dared to be careless, and they grabbed their weapons and forced the camel to turn around again.
The camels were reluctant, and under the threat of the whip, they had no choice but to set foot on the section of the dragon's vein again.
On the way back, the protruding Tie Tu used an infrared telescope with night vision function to search ahead carefully.
However, except for the dark sand dunes, there is nothing else to see around, but the night wind is getting stronger and stronger, blowing some quicksands on the high places of the dunes, making a soft rattling sound, as if someone is tiptoeing. Walk like that.
Soon, four people and six camels came to the place where the camels were frightened again.
This time, the camels once again showed people their incredible warning. As soon as the camel under Tie Tu's crotch snorted, it began to retreat again and again.
"Shut up!"
Tie Tu let out a low cry, raised his legs and jumped off the camel, led it back for more than ten meters, and then said in a deep voice: "Everyone, tie the reins together, and tie a hoof of each camel. , together, so that they can't go anywhere, they can only wait for us obediently here."
Qin Chengcheng asked worriedly: "We tied up the camels. If sand wolves and other wild animals come, won't they be harmed?"
Tie Tu shook his head: "It doesn't matter, according to desert legends, wild beasts will not come to the ghost sand area."
Soon, Gao Fei and the three of them tied the reins of the camels together as Tie Tu said, and connected one of their hooves together with a rope.
Qin Chengcheng patted a camel, and said softly: "Camel, don't be afraid of the camel, we will be back soon, and let you be free again."
As if the camel understood Qin Chengcheng's words, it raised its neck and let out a loud cry.
Since the camel refused to move forward, Gao Fei and the others had no choice but to pack some of the items they needed into their bags and carry them on their backs. They followed Tie Tu holding a brass compass and walked towards the area where the camels were stopped. .
(End of this chapter)
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