I was mentally prepared, the moment the woman turned her head, I was still scalp, scared out of a cold sweat!

What kind of face, old, crumpled skin like a rag that has not been washed in a lifetime, the left half of the face seems to have been hit hard, covered with a slap of the scar, the left side of the eye is also blind, the right side of the snowy eye is bulging outside the eye socket, that looks like to break out of the eye socket...

“Hahaha, that old hair is really hard-hearted, and he is willing to let his grandson come to die!”

The female ghost let out a deplorable laugh, and with the twitching of the facial muscles, the baboon face became more and more vicious.

This scene was so horrible that I almost died of it, and I did not know what I was thinking at that time, and I did not think about it, and I thought about it without thinking, saying, ‘Amitabha Buddha, the immeasurable heaven, Guanyin Bodhisattva...’

“Oh!Not self-sufficient!”

The female ghost looked particularly angry, and the crumpled face squeezed into a clump, approaching me step by step.

“You – don’t come here...”

I slowly stepped back with my hand, retreated, but in my heart, I cursed my grandfather eight hundred times, Grandpa, this pit ship, isn't it good to protect me?Where is it now...

I was scolding, and suddenly I felt that my hand was empty, and I fell into the river!

I choked a mouthful, then a lot of water poured into my abdominal cavity, squeezed my heart and lungs, I couldn't breathe, struggling desperately, but all was in vain, and soon I lost my strength, and my body fell into endless darkness.

Am I dead?

No, if I die, why do I still feel that I have a pair of eyes staring at me, is it the critical time that my grandfather saved me?

I tried to open my eyes, not to see Grandpa, but a pair of bright, smiling eyes.

Those big eyes came from a thin, shaggy-haired little girl.

“Who are you?”I asked her.

But a mouth, I was shocked, my mouth was a cry of "wow"!

“Daughter, my brother is pissed again!”

The little girl ran out while shouting, and I was left alone in the house.

What is it?

Just when I was confused, a woman ran in, she mentioned my feet, actually put on a diaper for me, and then ordered the little girl behind her: "Bush, look after your brother, mother laundry!"

I probably understand now.

I must have drowned when I fell into the water, and then I was reincarnated into this house.

This discovery made me wonder whether to cry or laugh.

I am only nine years old, I have not had time to filial piety to my grandfather, I have not yet avenged my mother and died, this death is too sad.

But I have heard my grandfather say that after death, people must first go to the earth house to suffer, and when they have been finished, the judge will send you into the six reincarnations according to the deeds of your previous life, and the six roads have "hell roads, evil ghosts, brutes, Asura, and heaven according to the deeds of your previous life."

But because people kill raw food in the world, tongue is right and wrong, lust, greed, etc., there are very few people who are reincarnated by people, unless they are the kind of good people, in order to enjoy the re-being of human beings... I don't want to be reincarnated as an adult not only without going to the land, but also with the memories of past lives, which is also a thin one for me in heaven.

In this life, I have a soil scum name "dog baby".There is a very good sister "branch" for me, parents are farmers, simple and kind, the family is not rich, but the family of four is also happy.

When I was three years old, it was hard.

God has not had a drop of rain for two years, the river has dried up, the bottom of the river is cracked with a big mouth, and the crops in the ground are even more granular.

Under such a natural disaster, the food in the family can not be put out, and our family's nest began to add wild vegetables to reduce the consumption of food, hoping to rely on a little surplus of food to go through the desert year.

But during the famine years, the bandits, people are crazy, the strong point began to seize and loot, only a little surplus of food was also robbed.

My father was angry, and went to the gangster theory and was stabbed to death by those people.

At that time, there were no men in the house, no food, and the days were almost never sent.

My mother asked my sister to look at me and look for food in the mountains.Mother-in-law, bitter vegetables, leaves, corn cobs, chaff, bark... as long as they eat the undead, we almost all eat.

But those things only support the stomach regardless of fullness, no matter how much to eat, still feel hungry, no nutrition.

In less than a month, the face we ate was green, skinny skin, walking and shaking, and stepping on cotton under our feet.

One day, my sister and I waited for my mother at home for a long time, and I raised an ominous foreboding feeling in my heart, and the next day my sister took me to find my mother's body in a mountain nest.

Mother rolled down from the mountain and fell to her death, full of blood, and she was holding a handful of grasshoppers in her hand...

After the death of her mother, my seven-year-old sister took on the burden of taking care of me with her thin shoulders.

There is really no food in the village, when it is a waste of years, the wild vegetables are poor, the bark is stripped of the trees are dead, even the rat nests have been paid...

If you stay in the village, you will surely die.

So my sister took two bowls and led me out of the village with the villagers, ready to go to a rich place to ask for food.

Although I have the mind of a nine-year-old child, I have only the body of a three-year-old child, a three-year-old child who has been hungry all day, walking alone, and walking two or three miles a day is already the limit.

And my skinny sister couldn’t hold me back at all.So in a day, we left the team and were left behind by people with a few children who had no father and no mother and no strength.

Since then, a few of our children together, in the mountains to dig wild vegetables, encounter the village to ask for food, when the ground to steal crops, bad luck when we only rely on water for four or five days to fill the hunger, hungry when I eat snakes, snails, ants, that kind of big ants is the best to eat, put a chew in the mouth, the stomach is sour...

So hungry, in the winter, we were a group of seven children, and there were only three of us starving to death, and I, sister, and a six-year-old boy named Ties.

At that time, people's lives were like grass, and corpses could be seen everywhere on the road, and they were hungry.

Some bold people even eat dead people, I saw a group of people with green eyes, surrounded by a pile of fire, a man's thigh on the fire, meaty aroma.

Soon after that, there was a snowfall in the sky, the snow was fidened, the road could not go, and we found a broken house in a village to live in.

The ground was cold, we were padded with grass, no clothes to wear, my sister took us to the dead, those clothes and corpses frozen together, our once peeled hands lost consciousness.Then we were like clowns, dressed as unfit clothes to go door to door to beg, went out for a day, my hands and feet were frozen like radishes, but we returned empty-handed.

How should I describe that day?I changed and changed, but my brush strokes were shallow and could not write that kind of difficulty and despair.

On a cold windy night, I lay in the grass and covered my stomach and couldn't sleep, and suddenly I heard a choking sound of "cuckling, chuckling" in my ears, which seemed to come from the pillar.

On that hard day, the sound was too tempting for me.

I got up carefully and thought, he was lucky to think that he might be able to divide me a little.

The moonlight sprinkled on the snow, reflecting the special bright hall in the room, I was in the light, I saw lying on the ground, holding a piece of dirt gnawing, his face full of happy expression, he gnawed carefully, and then slowly swallowed, like he holding in his hand is not a dirt thigh, but a fat chicken.

His teeth were covered with dirt, and I looked at the teeth.

I wrapped my clothes, covered my stomach and went back to the grass, and couldn't help but shed tears in my eyes.

He had a fever the day before, and I knew he was afraid he wouldn’t.

The next morning, tied to death, with a satisfied smile on his face, abdomen as big as a drum, he was holding to death...

My sister broke the basket of begging bowls, picked a sharp bowl, around the body ring, I know her thoughts, she is too hungry, at that moment, I hate myself very much, if not with my drag oil bottle, sister will not fall behind, she followed the village of those adults, perhaps can get a cold meal to eat.

In the end, her sister did not have to go down, and she buried the pillar in the snow.

After the death of the pillar, I also began to coma, occasionally wake up, see people are also shadow, I feel that my soul is floating in the void, I know, I am afraid that I am going to die, I feel that God made a joke with me, let me reincarnate as a person, but let me suffer from such a kind of suffering, early knowing this, it is better to put into the brute way of the ease...

"Dog, baby, wake up and see what your sister brings you."

I don't know how long I was unconscious, and my sister's voice suddenly sounded in my ear, and then I was picked up, and a hot, fragrant soup poured into my mouth.

It is the smell of meat, familiar and familiar with the smell of meat.

She’s not going to cut dead meat, is she?

I opened my mouth again and swallowed it.

No matter what kind of meat it is, it can fill its stomach, in the face of hunger, human nature is not worth eating.Those who speak cold talk are not really hungry.

A bowl of soup under the water, warmed up a little, and I finally had the strength to open my eyes.

But the moment I opened my eyes, it was a flesh-and-blood face.

The owner of that face is my sister.

My sister, in order not to starve me to starve, went to kill a big dog alone.

That year's dog is not easy to catch, a person is hungry and unable to run it.The second dog has eaten dead meat, not a person, you catch it and want to catch you.

The dog was eventually killed by her sister, but the sister was gnawed half of the face by the dog, her left face was blurred, the blood was frozen into ice slag on her face, and she was blind in one eye.

Is the left side injured?Blind eyes?Why is all this so familiar?

I frowned and thought about it, the "bombing" in my head, the image of my sister instantly matched the image of the female ghost on the river boat!