Looking at the paper money that was raised, the old village chief frowned and said, “Old Cheng, they will not accept it!”What to do?”

Grandpa seemed to have anticipated this long ago, and he shouted back to the sky: "Guests, what do you want?"Give us a word, as long as it is not a matter of heaven and evil, and we will do our best.”

The voice of the grandfather had just dropped, the wind on the river beach was throbbing, and the paper money was flowing to my side, and I was covered by the ash layer of paper, choking my nose full, and the cold shivered.

This sober and strange scene scared my soul flew, coughing and shouting hysterically: "External... Grandpa, what's the matter... fast... quickly... save me!"

Grandpa did not immediately save me, but held a fist in my direction: "Gentlemen, what happened at that time has been like a heavy stone pressed on our hearts for so many years, but everyone knew the situation at that time."Over the years, those who participated in the events of that year will choose to return to the river to die when they are close to the river, this is to replace everyone to be reincarnated, and the third is to unlock the heavy shackles in their hearts.We are willing to bear the sins we have committed, and we will do our best to make up for them, and ask you to have any resentment against us, and not to hurt the helpless.”

The voice of the grandfather had just dropped, and a female voice suddenly sounded in my ear, "Hm, old hair, you say great righteousness one by one, why didn't you replace us to die?" 」

I was scared by the sound of this out of thin air cold sweat, my legs were soft, and my ass was sitting on the ground, looking up in a panic to find the source of the sound, but I could not see a ghost.

At this time, the voice gritted his teeth and said, “Is he a useless person?”At the time when you were a moral and apocalcuous man living a certain peace for the world, seeking peace for the town of Linhe, and doing a murderous hook, had you considered what we had to do with that?Have you thought about how we feel?”

The more the female ghost's voice said more and more desolate, the words were full of resentment, which not only made me think of a shawl, a fierce-looking female ghost image.

After listening to the female ghost, Grandpa and the old village chief knelt on the ground, and for a moment there was no word.

"What?"Old hair, can you say nothing?Haha, don’t you ask me what I really want?I just want this person to feel the despair and pain we experienced!”

The female ghost said viciously, around my underworld whirling back, at the same time, in the heart of the river, a white lantern rose.

Gone?Is that how it goes?

After half a day, I trembling and crawling to Grandpa's side until I grabbed my grandfather's pants and feet, which felt a little safe.

Grandpa ignored me and looked straight at the white lantern.

“Dad, what is that?”I got up, called, and asked.

“The street light.”Grandpa spit out three words.

I am not strange to lead the street lamp, in our place to pay attention to the first seven, is to return home to visit, the first seven that night, the family of the deceased will hang a piece of paper at the gate, the book "Mid" word of the white lantern, the name of the "light" to guide the ghost to return home smoothly, will not be lost outside.

And the first seventy-one passed, and the lamp was to be taken to the grave of the dead to be burned, meaning that the dead would illuminate the way to the birth of the grave.

When I saw the bridge that day, the ghosts on the bridge had a white lantern in their hands, and that was the street lamp.

At this moment, the bridge did not appear, but there was such a lamp on the river in Noda, was it the female ghost just now?

I want to ask Grandpa what happened?A look at me with an outside justice moment in an instant.

His eyes were filled with an inexplicable emotion, tangle, unbearable, and seemed to be a glimmer of determination.

I was staring at him for a moment, and I couldn't help but ask, "Dad, why are you looking at me?"

Grandpa touched my head and pointed to the white lantern on the river: "Cheng is missing, you row the boat to the lamp for one night, after the dawn Grandpa to pick you up."

“What?”I exclaimed.I couldn’t believe my ears.

“Let me row alone to the river?”Grandpa, are you kidding?”

Grandpa shook his head, “Didn’t you hear all of them?”It's called for you to go."

I was scared and scared, how can I listen to it, and now my grandfather said so, I will review the words of the female ghost in my mind.

She said that she should let the people who do not feel the despair and pain they experienced in the past, and the people who have nothing here and the things of the year are not me!

“I’m not going, I’m not going...”

I even stepped back, afraid that my grandfather would throw me on the boat, regardless of the three seven hundred and twenty-one.

"Old Cheng, I want to say or forget, Cheng lack is still a child, let's think about other..."

The old village chief said good things to me, but he did not say it and suddenly stopped, his eyes fixed on the river.

I looked at the river with his eyes, and suddenly I couldn't help but shut, and all my hairs stood up.

On the river, the bridge appeared again, on the old arched old bridge, a group of people wearing life clothes, carrying lanterns of ghost machinery walking, all quiet and silent like a moving black and white painting, strange suffocating.

Grandpa looked at the old village chief and sighed, “You say, what else can you do now?”Do you want to kill them all and repeat them all over again?Or do you turn a blind eye to all this and let it develop, so that you and I can rest in your heart?”

After listening to his grandfather's words, the old village chief no longer begged for me, and he looked at the river with sorrow, and did not speak for a long time.

For a moment, the sound of water in the ear.

I stood a few steps away from them, looking at the thin body of my grandfather and the old village chief, and my heart was all the same.

Grandpa is more than 70 years old, the old village chief is nearly 80 years old, this should be the age of the year, but they have repeatedly worried about the river.

Although I do not understand the causes and consequences of things, but at this moment to see their thin body, no longer than straight waist, and still bleeding forehead, my heart ghosts actually make a heavy mood, like a kind of responsibility, a warm blood, of course, can be said to be a momentary impulse, in short I think I should share what for them?

Finally, I stood up and walked up, "Dad, I'm over."I said.

Grandpa stood still, a disbelief expression staring at me, obviously did not think I would take the initiative to say this.

Grandpa looked at me like this, and swallowed my mouth and spit it on my neck and asked, “Will it be very – dangerous if I went?”

"There will be some danger, but be assured that the foreign council will protect you."

The grandfather put a thin scale in the middle of a small stone into my hand and said, "Take this, and it will be difficult for you, and you will put this thing in your mouth and jump into the river."

My heart said, what do I jump ah, that is the heart of the river, hundreds of meters offshore, on my dog's ability to cut... Besides, people are water ghosts, I don't have a way to live when I jump?

I put that thing in my pocket and thought, right to be a psychological comfort.

There were many boats on the beach, and my grandfather got out of one for me, I got on the boat and waved to my grandfather, and there was a great man who never returned.

The night was dark and sun, the round of the moon in the sky was covered by the clouds, I mechanically sliding the boat paddle, the sudden impulse in my heart, had already been dissipated by the cold wind, and a creepy feeling of viper generally climbed up the spine.

To get close to the lantern, it was necessary to cross the bridge, the boat quickly rowed under the bridge, the bridge was gusting, ghosts, I suddenly had an illusion under the bridge, as if I were all the way to them, and at this time I was rushing to the underworld with them.

The idea scared me so much that I even wanted to turn around and row the boat back.

But at this moment, suddenly a dark wind blew, and the boat moved with the wind and went straight to the heart of the river.

Closer, closer, looking at the lanterns that are getting closer and closer to me, it seems to me that I see the end of my life.

The moment the ship stopped at the white lantern, a thick to sticky black mist, surrounded me with a bitter chill!

Instantly, I was like in the snow, the cold was like a needle piercing into every pore of my body, straight to my heart, freezing my cold and trembling, teeth trembling.

I remember Grandpa said that the evil spirits are all born because of the gloom, the accumulation of depression, the formation of the gas, the more black the heavier the heavier, indicating that the deeper the grievance, the more the colder the heavier the breath, the more the gloom, the more the gloom, the thicker the ink, the cold, fearing a particularly powerful ghost.

I held my shoulders tightly, curled up into a small lump, my head buried in my knees, and the trembling of Seser, I dared not look, with the ostrich mentality, waiting for the ghost to sentence me to finally sentence.

I don’t know how long it took for the wind to break.

What's going on?Is it gone?Did you call me tonight to scare me?

Thinking, I looked up timidly, the white lantern floating on the water did not know when it actually appeared on the boat, through the light of the lantern, I saw the bow back of the boat sitting with a thin little girl with bean sprouts like a small girl!

In this gloomy and terrible night, in the small boat that stopped in the heart of the river, a little girl suddenly appeared, which made my heart instantly mention the voice of the eye.

This is not a person, is this the girl?But I heard the voice of the girl, obviously an adult, how is this a seven-year-old?

I stared at her for a moment, not for a moment.

Half a day later, she turned around...