MTL - Urban Tales of Demons and Spirits-Chapter 11 Water ghost

I pulled him and continued to move forward, while responding casually, "Yeah, how do you know. Ba Yi one Chinese ?? Net W≤W≈W =. ≤8≈1ＺW.COM"

Shi Yitong shook off my hand and looked at me suspiciously. "You said it clearly. I just thought you were weird. What happened?"

I stopped and looked at Shi Yitong a bit tangled.

Would you like to tell him about Mr. Wen? I thought about it and shook my head in my heart. Shi Yitong is quite distressed now, and telling him all these things, maybe I will only deepen his troubles. What's more, the mysterious gentleman in the old house seemed to appear in a dream, even I was still doubtful.

But that gentleman told you the solution, is it really good to hide Shi Yitong? There was a faint voice in my heart.

"Hey, Gu Yu." Shi Yitong stretched out a hand before my eyes, "Are you okay?"

Then I suddenly came back to God and smiled, "Ah ... it's okay, maybe it's too hot."

——What's the reason? Shi Yitong's skeptical eyes clearly said so.

"I mean it." I touched my nose to hide my embarrassment. "I'm a little worried about your grandpa. How is his old man?"

When Shi Yitong heard about my grandfather, he immediately stunned like Shuangda's eggplant.

"To be honest, it's not very good."

Shi Yitong's face was uglier than yesterday. If you look closely, it seems that dark circles are heavier than yesterday. Shi Yitong scratched his head, looked at me again, and finally said as if he had made up his mind, "Grandpa suddenly told me something very strange."

I was agitated and raised my ears, "What a weird thing?"

"Grandpa told me something when I was a kid." Shi Yitong muttered.

"Isn't that good?" I wondered. "It should be a good omen for your grandpa to start chatting with you."

Shi Yitong shook his head desperately, "No, no. How can I tell you ... it's not the kind of topic I used to talk to my grandfather."

"what is that?"

Shi Yitong glanced at me and sighed, "Grandpa ... mentioned one thing when I was eight years old."

I and Shi Yitong walked side by side to the outside of the school gate. There is a large road outside the school gate. Several taxis waiting to be pulled are parked on the side of the road. As soon as we come out, we will pick up the whistle one by one, hoping to attract our attention. Shi Yitong bypassed those taxis and chose a bus station. We waited for the car under the stop sign, and Shi Yitong continued to talk.

"I don't know if you have noticed. Our village is very close to the Beitong River. When I was a kid, I used to go to the river with some friends. At that time, I didn't know why. Adults were always nervous. We went into the water. It ’s deep. When the children stand in, the water is not over the chest, and there is no danger at all. Not to mention that my friends and I are able to understand water, so at that time, a group of our children did not take the words of adults seriously. "

"So there was a time when my two boys and I went swimming while the adults disappeared. At the beginning, nothing was wrong, and we were very happy, but after a while, I started to try something wrong. Around I do n’t know when it ’s getting deeper, we have to paddle it to float. I did n’t realize what was going on at that moment, and I caught something on my ankle. I did n’t care at first, I thought it was algae or something. But I did n’t expect the ankle to get more and more tight, just like someone in the water was desperately trying to drag me down. I shouted as I struggled, hoping that my little friend could help me, but Unexpectedly, they were all pulled by the unknown by their ankles and kept dragging down. When I was pulled into the water, I glanced hurriedly, and saw a particularly bright red, and I could n’t tell what was the clothes. It's still the color of the ball of water. In short, the impression is particularly deep, and I still remember it so clearly. "

I heard a little nervous. "What happened then?"

"Later I lost consciousness and lay in the bed at home when I woke up again. Grandma was particularly worried, while Grandpa frowned. Later I learned that the two little boys who went to the river with me that day All my partners drowned, and I survived alone. "Shi Yitong scratched his head and sighed," I didn't know how I survived in the end, who saved me. I asked my grandpa before, Just say it ’s my life. Ask again, I wo n’t say anything. This is a thing more than ten years ago, and I almost forgot it myself. I did n’t expect that Grandpa suddenly mentioned it again last night. . "

"What did his old man say?"

Asked by me like this, Shi Yitong's expression became a little weird.

"Well, Grandpa told me. I was able to come back alive because I was helped by someone else's life. Didn't the two boys who played with me get drowned?" Shi Yitong took a deep breath, "Grandpa said it was he who returned the lives of those two boys to me so that I could be saved."

I opened my mouth in astonishment, and some couldn't believe it, "Fuck it? Is your grandfather telling the truth? Or is it just that his old man is a little confused now?"

Shi Yitong shook his head, "I don't know. He also talked to me a lot, saying that he had made too many sins in his life, and that those who did this did not have a good ending ... I didn't have the heart to interrupt him, just sat and listened to him Said. He also mentioned a lot of things in his youth, remorse and sigh. "

I looked at Shi Yitong's expression, and couldn't bear it. This is definitely not the way to go. I just wanted to tell Shi Yitong about Mr. Wen, and the bus stopped in front of us.

"So what. Thank you." Shi Yitong muttered as if embarrassed. "It's something that has nothing to do with you, but you are still so kind with me."

"What are you talking about?" I patted him **** the shoulder. "Otherwise, what do you think buddies do?"

The bus drove all the way to the setting sun, as if it were going to be integrated with the town. There were not many people in the car. Most of them were middle-aged and elderly people, who were sitting quietly in their seats, and occasionally heard the sound of turning the newspaper.

Nothing along the way, it didn't take long to be near Tonghe Village. Like the last time, Shi Yitong was leading the way. I followed, and we talked about other topics on the way to ease the rigid atmosphere.

"I feel like I'm in love-" Shi Yitong said, covering his chest exaggeratedly, "I really want to change my profession now, to your class!"