In fact, when talking about the Hanged Man, everyone will have a horrifying image of a vertical body, head hanging downward, tongue hanging out, bright red eyes and an iron-blue face. Tomato wrote "The Red String of Death".
》In fact, it was also because of a dream I once encountered, a quite terrifying dream. I have been talking about this for a long time, probably since Tomato was a child, because at that time, the country severely punished family planning.
Period, and Tomato had a little sister, so the family hid at my grandma's house. Since I was of school age at that time, I couldn't leave my homework behind, so I took my little schoolbag with me.
At that time, there was a private elementary school class not far from my grandma’s house. You only needed to bring textbooks and a small bench to attend class. Of course, you also had to give people some money to attend class. If you really didn’t have any money, then you would give me some money.
Don't underestimate the eggs that people give as money. At that time, eggs could be used as money. I remember that I used eggs to buy pencils, notebooks, and snacks from small shops...
The teacher of the primary school class is an aunt, who teaches well and is also a very good person. Now that I think about it, the most impressive thing is not her appearance, but I only remember her hand, a very delicate hand.
But I was still young at that time, and I only knew how to play all day long, but not on studying. However, the fun I had every day was to pick out eggs. I don’t remember whose henhouse it was, so I climbed in through the fence and went to the old hen’s house.
I took out an egg from under my butt and handed it to the teacher. The teacher always reached out and touched my head. Later I found out that she was touching the chicken feathers on my head...
The eggs were handed in, but people dispersed. Every time the teacher turned around and was writing something on the wall, I would lie down and sneak out from under the table, and then run out to play wildly. Every time
My whole body was covered in mud, and I was beaten frequently by my mother for this.
At that time, there was a windlass well far away in the village that had been deserted for a long time. Although the well was very big, it was always dark and had a strange smell, so every time I would sneak out to play.
I always like to pick up a few pebbles and throw them into the windlass well, but I have never heard the sound of pebbles hitting the water, so I thought maybe it was a dry well there.
At that time, my grandma’s house was not too small. I slept alone in a small room in the back. In fact, I started sleeping alone when I was very young. My sister and I were only three years apart. Think about it, three years after I was born
After that, my sister crawled out, and my small bed was occupied by her, so I picked up the small bed, glanced at my sister, and started sleeping alone, but occasionally I would still crawl into my parents' bed.
It's because I had a nightmare.
Finally one night, I had another nightmare, a pretty terrible nightmare.
I remember that the sky was very bright that night, because a big bright and round moon hung in the night sky. After dinner, I said good night to my parents, and then I ran to my little sister’s bed and secretly pinched her.
The fat little face then crawled back to his small room. There was no electric light at that time, only a red candle with an inch long edge. Because the moon was very bright that night, the light shone in through the big window in front of the bed, illuminating the whole room.
The houses were all extremely bright.
I was lying on the bed looking at the bright moon. I remember that the teacher in the primary school class asked us to use the moon as an analogy. Everyone compared it to a bright jade plate or something, but I compared it to a fragrant and fragrant moon.
It’s a crispy flatbread. It’s no wonder that I’m greedy, because the whole of China was hungry at that time, so it’s not surprising that I naturally thought of what I wanted most, so I looked at the flatbread hanging in the sky.
I kept looking like that, and suddenly I saw a black spot appear on the moon, and then the black spot moved towards me little by little. Gradually, the black spot became very strange, because it became more and more like a human figure, a disheveled man.
The shadow of the woman in white was standing quietly under my window sill, holding a dark-colored shadow in her hand.
I couldn't see her face clearly, I only saw a pair of black and white eyes, which stared straight at me, making my body tremble. I wanted to shout, but suddenly I found that my throat couldn't make a sound at all.
, I hurriedly got up to go to my parents, but I found that my body could not move. Suddenly her body penetrated the window, raised the rope in her hand, and then slowly walked towards me, but
, to be precise, she should have floated in. Watching her float closer and closer, my heart was pounding with fear, but my throat could not make a sound, and I wanted to run but my body could not move.
At that time, I heard from my grandma the legend about the hanged ghost looking for a scapegoat. It is said that if the hanged ghost wants to be reincarnated, he must find a scapegoat before reincarnation, so that he can be reincarnated into the next life. My first one at that time
It felt like this hanged ghost wanted to strangle me and let me be her substitute. Although I didn’t have a deep understanding of death at the time, I was so scared due to instinct that I wanted to call my parents, grandma, come and save me.
But I couldn't shout at all.
I could only watch her float to my side and open the rope in her hand. At that moment, I really saw that the red rope was red, as red as blood. What was even more terrifying was that
I saw the face of the female ghost clearly. Perhaps it could still be called a face, a face that was bruised and bloody. She grabbed the rope and tried to strangle me to death. Just when I thought I was about to die.
At that moment, I suddenly felt someone push me, and the female ghost disappeared from my sight with a cry. Then I woke up with a cry and found that my brother, mother and father were all around me at this time.
, I threw myself into my mother’s arms and kept shouting, ‘The hanged devil is here to catch me...’ My grandma is an old man, but she is a person with rich experience and knows more things than the rice I have eaten.
So my grandma asked me what I was dreaming about, so I trembled and told her about the female ghost in the dream. After hearing my description, my grandma’s face immediately changed, and she carefully
After asking me what the female ghost looked like, I told my grandma what she looked like in the dream.
After listening to my description, grandma asked me if I had ever played by the dry well at the end of the village. I shook my head and said no, but I had thrown a few pebbles into it. Grandma clapped her legs and shouted, "That's it."
By the way, that well was not an ordinary dry well. People had died in that well, so she told us the story that happened in that well - it happened when my grandma was young.
There was already this well in the village at that time, and the water in this well was always warm, clean and sweet, so people in the village always came to this well to fetch water, and the women in the village always washed themselves by the well.
clothing.
Among the many washerwomen, there is a girl named Xiaoyu. She is only in her twenties, but she is very beautiful. She is always very polite when dealing with people. For this reason, people in the village are begging for help from her family and matchmakers.
It was just that Xiaoyu was so arrogant that no one could look down on her. At that time, there was also a gangster in the village. Because the family was rich and powerful, he was domineering in the village. No one dared to offend Xiaoyu. Naturally, Xiaoyu was beautiful.
He has also been in love with her for a long time, but Xiaoyu would stay away from her every time he saw her, so he had no chance to get close to Xiaoyu.
But gangsters are gangsters anyway. He asked his bastard father to forcefully deliver the betrothal gift to Xiaoyu's home, and then forcibly carried Xiaoyu out in a sedan chair. Xiaoyu naturally refused, and cried and made trouble after being carried to the gangster's home.
She doesn't want to get married to this little gangster, and if she is forced to do so, she will hang herself!
So the little gangster didn't dare to beat or scold her anymore, but he resorted to another despicable method. He actually drugged Xiaoyu's food, so he forcibly took possession of Xiaoyu's body. After the gangster took possession of Xiaoyu's body, Xiaoyu...
She would be obedient, but no one expected Xiaoyu to have an extremely strong temperament.
Finally one day, Xiaoyu escaped from the gangster's home and disappeared.
The gangster was naturally unwilling to see Xiaoyu run away suddenly, so he sent his servants to search everywhere. Finally, everyone found Xiaoyu beside the windlass well at the entrance of the village. However, at this time, Xiaoyu was already hanging on the bracket of the windlass well, red.
The rope, the extremely twisted iron-blue face, the rolled eyes, the long tongue sticking out, the death scene was extremely terrifying. Just when everyone was about to pull Xiaoyu up, there was a sudden loud bang and the bracket snapped.
It broke, and Xiaoyu's body fell into a deep well. Because it was an ancient well, the water in the well was too deep, and the technology was backward at the time. After everyone was busy, they still couldn't find Xiaoyu's body, so they gave up on fishing the body out.
thoughts.
Later, it was said that all the people in the little gangster's family were crazy, especially the little gangster. They were so crazy that they would always go to the dry well every day, cry and kowtow to the dry well... and this windlass well has been around ever since.
After that, it became no longer heard, and then it became a complete wasteland.
At this point, my mother yelled, "Is it the woman named Xiaoyu who is looking for a scapegoat?" Grandma shook her head and said, probably not. Xiaoyu is kind-hearted and shouldn't be so cruel. She should be warning me not to throw stones into the dry well to disturb her rest.
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After dawn, my grandma took me to Dry Well and asked me to apologize to Dry Well. So I apologized to Dry Well carefully. Later, grandma also threw something into it. Later I found out that that kind of thing was called a ghost coin, but
From then on, I never had such a terrible dream again, and then it gradually faded away.