This story tells a strange event that happened during the Ghost Festival. Shitou, a boy born on the Ghost Festival, believes that he is haunted by ghosts from his past life because he has a dark spot on his body that grows larger with age, known as a "ghost birthmark." Shitou's friend Long and classmate Huzi heard Shitou tell his story after a night study hall. Shi Shi revealed that his wife in his previous life pushed him into the well of reincarnation during the Ghost Festival, but he was still tortured by ghosts. After Shitou told his story, Huzi was suddenly possessed by a ghost and turned into Shitou's wife in his previous life. She expressed her guilt towards Shitou and revealed that she pushed him into the reincarnation well for Shitou's happiness. Shitou expressed his willingness to go with Huzi, but Huzi insisted on taking on everything by himself and finally left Shitou. In the end, Huzi suddenly returned to normal and had no memory of what had just happened, while Shitou and Long pretended that everything just happened was just a joke. The story ends with Shitou and Long comforting and laughing at Huzi, but leaves the readers with deep doubts and thoughts.
The first day of October is the Winter Clothes Festival, also known as "October 1st" and commonly known as "Ghost Festival". That night, people burned five-color paper wrapped with cotton outside the door and poured the dumplings into a gray circle, which meant that the weather was cold and they gave cold clothes to their ancestors. Some families also go to the crossroads to burn five-color paper and scatter rice on the ground, which is intended to provide winter relief to the "lonely ghosts" who have lost their lives in a foreign land.
There are many legends about the Ghost Festival, some of which make people shudder, but I can’t figure out what the Ghost Festival is about, but those legends about the Ghost Festival are still circulated to this day…
Maybe people born on Ghost Festival are unlucky.
Shitou was born on the Ghost Festival.
Stone and I are good friends.
We are both quiet people, and the day we met him was the annual Ghost Festival.
The weather was gloomy that day, with a cold wind blowing from time to time. The dust on the ground was flying everywhere with the wind, which looked so weird on this special day of the Ghost Festival.
The head teacher moved my seat to the stone during the evening self-study, and then let us study in class. The class was noisy at this time, and everyone was talking about various legends about the Ghost Festival.
"I heard that the Ghost Festival is a holiday for ghosts, allowing the dead to wander in the underworld, but they must return to the underworld at 12 o'clock in the evening." Huzi in front of me said to me mysteriously, and I saw his eyes A trace of fear and doubt.
'I'm telling you, don't believe this set of real ghost stories told by the old man . What era are you in now, and you are still thinking about the feudal society. 'I laughed at him and punched him.
The stone next to me glanced at me and didn't say anything, but there was resentment and sadness in his eyes. I looked at his strange eyes, and he immediately lowered his head and continued to be in a daze.
I was a little strange, but I didn't say anything. I knew him, he was always so strange and taciturn.
"But don't you think it's a little weird?" Huzi continued to look at me very intently. "But I heard a lot of stories, and they are all very true. Should I not tell them to you?"
"Haha, only an idiot like you believes that this is true. People nowadays always like to tell those scary things. After seeing other people's fear, he secretly enjoys it. That's because he is watching stupid people." I smiled Looking at Huzi, I am actually half-convinced about these things. I just don’t want people to see the fear in my heart when I say this.
"Do you really not believe that there are ghosts in this world?" Shitou raised his head and looked at me and said.
I was startled by his sudden words, "Of course, the emergence of ghosts is actually the same as the emergence of myths. Perhaps some rebellious people in the past made up things that were contrary to myths." I Suddenly he said something so reasonable.
"Really? But…" Huzi wanted to say something else, but didn't say it.
He wasn't like this before, he was very naughty, but today he has become so serious. I still don't see him like this.
"Long, do you want to hear my story?" Shitou looked at me seriously, still the same look, but with more sadness, which made me unable to bear to reject him.
"All right"
"Ding Lingling…" At this time, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the students crowded out of the classroom with a roar. After a moment, the classroom became quiet. Shitou looked at the door and then at me, hesitant.
"I'll wait for you." I said calmly at this time.
"…" Shitou lowered his head, remembering something.
I didn't speak, just stared at him. I wanted to know what he had to say to me so solemnly. I didn't want to disturb his thoughts.
"Today is my birthday…" After a while, Shitou raised his head and looked at me, as if expecting a fierce reaction from me. Then he lowered his head again and kept rubbing his hands against each other.
"Born on Halloween? You?" I felt curious, "Why is it such a coincidence?"
"Yes, today is my birthday." Shitou said silently, maintaining his original posture.
"So what? I think there will be many people born at this time, and you are just one of them." I seemed to want to comfort him, but I couldn't find a reason to comfort him. That's all I can say.
"But, they must not have experienced the same thing as me!" Shitou suddenly stood up, waving his fist excitedly.
I was amazed by his reaction. I raised my head and looked at his twisted face in surprise. He lowered his head and looked at me excitedly, then sat down again, "I'm sorry, I…" Shitou covered his head with his hands and said in pain. .
"Why? What happened to you? Tell me, maybe I can help you." I put my hand on his shoulder, I couldn't bear to look at him like this.
"You can't, I… look!" Shitou lifted up his shirt, and I saw a black spot as big as a bowl on Shitou's left chest, as if it was left behind by an impact.
"What is this?" I couldn't help asking.
Shi Shi put down his clothes, and then said slowly in a sad tone: "The physiognomist said this is called a ghost birthmark. It will gradually get bigger as I grow older. When… when it is all over my body, I will die…"
At this time, the lights suddenly went out, and the classroom was dark. A little light blue light penetrated from the window and shone on Shi Shi's face. Shi Shi was looking at me, with the same sad eyes, reflecting the light blue outside the window. His expression was like that of a bullied child, and I couldn't help but feel pity.
I didn't know what words to use to comfort him, and I was so confused that this kind of thing didn't happen in my world.
Besides, what can I do except sympathize?
"We still have a long way to go. Even…even so, you should live happily…" I could only say this to him, and then I sighed.
Shitou didn't say anything, just looked at me, with a strange expression on his face. I couldn't describe his expression, as if he was looking for something.
"They, they won't make me happy," Shitou murmured for a long time.
"Them? Who?" Shitou is always so strange, saying nonsense.
"I clearly remember that on my fourth birthday, I was playing on top of the house. My grandma was with me and hugged me. I was very happy, but I don't know why. Grandma suddenly threw me off the house. , fell heavily into the flower bed in the yard, I cried loudly in pain, no one paid attention to me, I was alone there. I crawled on the grass, my body was in great pain, and it took a long time before grandma came down and hugged me and cried. I hugged me and cried loudly. I don’t know the reason, but I just know from grandma’s crying that it was them who tortured me like this when I was born and caused me so many accidents!” Shitou said bitterly, clenching his hands into fists and pressing them hard against his thighs.
I have never seen such an expression on a person. The stone was like a crazy beast at this time, a hungry and thirsty beast facing the prey it had been looking for for a long time.
"They… they are…" I felt sore in my heart. I knew this was a reflection of fear, the real fear in my heart. Facing the silent, dark classroom and the crazy stones, I tried my best to control the panic in my heart.
Shitou looked at his fist, as if remembering.
I remained silent, waiting for him, along with my panic…
The clock was going "Tower, Tower, Tower…". I looked up and saw that it was already 9:50.
The classroom building has fallen asleep quietly, and the whole building is silent.
"It's time to get out of here, fear, ghosts…" These are the only thoughts in my mind.
"You are here!" Suddenly a sharp voice came from the door of the classroom, which made me sweat…
I turned my head mechanically and looked at the door. I thought my expression must be funny. My mind went blank. I just wanted to know who the owner of that voice was.
There was a familiar figure standing at the door. The classroom was dark. I opened my eyes wide, but I only saw a short, fat black man standing at the door.
"Who?" Shitou's voice made my heart tremble again. I turned my head and looked at Shitou. Shitou was looking at the door with all his concentration. There was that weird expression on Shitou's face again.
The black mass was walking towards us, and my body couldn't help but tremble. I couldn't help but regret not leaving this hellish place!
"Huzi? Why are you here?" The sound of stones came again, and I couldn't help being surprised, Huzi?
I took a closer look at the black mass, and it was indeed a tiger. I couldn't help but feel relieved, and wiped the cold sweat from the shock on my pants.
"Damn! You scared me to death, you brat!" I stood up with a smile and walked towards Huzi, giving him a punch out of habit.
I don’t know what happened, but Huzi didn’t respond. He just stood there, facing me sideways. I looked at his hair, punched him again and said, "Damn, what's wrong? Why don't you say anything? Didn't you go home?" Huzi still didn't say anything and stood there. There, facing me sideways.
Something was wrong, I felt this, my relaxed heart became tense again, and I couldn't help but take a step back.
A chill rose up my spine again, "Huzi…" I couldn't help but call Huzi, and then turned my head to look at the stone. Now only the stone can bring some relief to my fear.
Shi Shi looked at Huzi intently, with a strange expression that seemed to remain unchanged.
"Do you think I am Huzi?" Huzi turned his head and looked at me ferociously.
Suddenly, my mind went blank and blood rushed to my head. I took another step back and hit the wall hard with a muffled sound.
"You…" I didn't have any consciousness at this time, so I just muttered this sentence.
"Is it you?" Shitou's words brought me back to the dark classroom from the blank space. I looked back at Shitou, and he was looking at Huzi suspiciously. Then there were memories…
"Stone…" I looked at the stone, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw.
Shitou stared at him, doubting, guessing…
"I've been looking for you for a long time." Huzi said this, but his voice was not Huzi's. His voice was like that of an elderly woman. Old and slow.
I looked at him and him in confusion.
The fear in my heart disappeared little by little, because I saw Huzi's smile. He is not a tiger! But…what can I call him?
"You?" Shitou asked in surprise, "Why? Aren't you one of them?" Shitou's words reminded me of the story he told me. Could it be that…he…is that him?
"Haha, no!" Huzi's smile was very kind and sinister. I pressed against the wall tightly, and the coldness penetrated straight into my back.
"It seems that you have noticed something, right?" Huzi still had that kind and sinister smile.
"Vaguely…" Shitou looked at Huzi's eyes doubtfully, looking into his eyes and looking at his shining pupils.
"I am your wife, we have been married for decades," Huzi said softly, with a strange light in his eyes…
"Wife…son?" I thought silently in my heart.
"You have forgotten." Huzi looked at the stone faintly, and then at me. His eyes were kind and kind. This is not the expression Huzi should have.
"Ghost? Possessed by a ghost?" I looked at the kind Huzi and then at the stone.
Shi Shi's face was calm, like an old man who had experienced many vicissitudes of life. Looking at Huzi quietly, thinking about something…
"What do you mean?" Shitou raised his head from calmness and looked at Huzi blankly.
"You forgot…" Huzi sighed, sadly and lovingly. "This is natural…because we haven't seen each other for more than 50 years."
"Previous life? They were husband and wife in the previous life?" I guessed, and later I found that my answer was right. Huzi's words told me.
Huzi continued: "We were a couple who lived together for more than 20 years in our previous life. We were very loving…"
"What are you telling me for? Are we going to live together again? Oh my God!" Shitou interrupted him excitedly, pressing his hand on the table. I saw him trembling.
I looked at the stone in silence, and then at Huzi. He looked frightened, biting his lower lip, tears swirling in his eyes.
I put my hands behind my back and leaned against the wall. It was cool. I looked at the two of them. I wanted to take a closer look at this event that I had never experienced before.
"Can you hear me out?" Huzi looked at the stone with flashing eyes.
Shitou said nothing, lowered his head, and pressed his hands on the table making a squeaking sound.
"The year I left with my child, you were too sad and committed suicide. You left with us." Huzi continued, looking at Stone with his head lowered.
"I hate you for being like this. I hope you can live happily in this world. But you still left with us…"
But things were irreversible, and we got along very happily there. But I always feel like I owe you something.
Finally one day, during the Ghost Festival, while they were giving us a break, I pushed you into the reincarnation well.
You are a human again and I am there to rejoice for you. But…" Huzi paused and continued: "I saw that they didn't let you go. I…I am really a disaster! "When Huzi said this, he lost his voice and became painful.
"Dang…" The sound of the clock broke the silence of the stone. It was 10 o'clock. I looked at the watch.
"You…" Shi Shi didn't seem to know what to say.
In fact, I was like Shitou at this time, looking at the crying Huzi and we were helpless.
"You did this because… you did it because you loved him . The old man told the real ghost story . You don't have to blame yourself so much…" I watched Huzi say this.
"But…them!" Huzi put down his hands, the tears on his face glowing faintly in the night.
"It's nothing. It was a mistake for me to come to this world." Shitou said calmly, "Since I am going to die eventually, why would I care about the length of time? I will follow you today." Shitou looked calm and peaceful. serious.
"No!" I yelled madly. "How is that possible!" When I realized that Shitou wanted to end his life, I could no longer control my emotions, but I didn't know how to persuade Shitou not to do this. I could only grab Shitou's arms with both hands, turned my head and looked at Huzi, waiting for Huzi to give up Shitou's thoughts.
"I made you come into this world, and I made you suffer. But I can't let you die like this again! You can't do this." Huzi wiped away his tears and said firmly.
"Then what do you want me to do! I don't want to endure their torture here anymore, you know? Who knows my pain, how I am frightened by them every night! No one can know that watching myself gradually The feeling of entering death!" Stone shouted excitedly, waving his arms and breaking free from my hands.
"I caused these, and I will bear their punishment alone." Huzi turned around slightly after saying this, then turned to glance at Shitou, and said softly: "I…are leaving, take care… …”
Shi Shi didn't speak, just looked at her.
I stood next to the stone and looked at Huzi quietly. He turned around, and a gust of wind blew by, causing Huzi to collapse to the ground.
I ran over and helped Huzi up, "Wake up, Huzi." I gently hit his face with my hand.
Huzi slowly opened his eyes and saw me. He suddenly stood up, grabbed my hand and shouted: "Ghost! Dragon, I met a ghost! Oh my god, I'm scared, why am I here?" ? Stone! Are you here too?”
"Boy, Shitou and I are joking for you, don't be afraid." I forced a smile and punched Huzi as usual, then turned to Shitou beside me and said, "This kid is too timid, isn't he. "
Shitou was silent for a while and said: "Yeah, haha, you are so timid, like a little girl. Hahaha." Shitou came over and gave Huzi a punch…
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Story rating:
The story unfolds from Stone's perspective, telling a mysterious tale of past lives, ghost festivals and possession. The ghost festival background in the story and the "ghost birthmark" on the stone add elements of suspense and horror to the story. Shitou's conversation with his previous wife and Huzi's sudden possession all make readers feel nervous and uneasy. The end of the story leaves an open ending, leaving readers curious about the fate of the stone. Overall, this is a story with a tight plot, full of mystery and thriller elements, which is fascinating and worth reading.