As twilight approached, a large ship was anchored in the middle of the sea, with a crowd of people surrounding its edge. The one who stands taller is the respected head of the fishing village. After waving his hand to quell the commotion of the crowd, the village chief raised his right hand and pointed to the ground, and said loudly: "Sink these two adulterers and adulteresses into the sea!" ”.
I won't let you go! - A terrible scream seemed to tear open people's chests. The lingering sound of a long period of time seeps into people's blood and bone marrow like icy seawater. A face that was covered by long, messy hair, and so pale that there was no blood to be seen, was chillingly twisted. In the midst of the struggle, two pig cages fell from the boat into the sea. Suddenly, the calm waters stirred up a violent splash, and then a series of white bubbles fluttered from the bottom of the water, carving and restoring calm.
The sea is not calm. Beneath the layers of water, where the dark light is never visible, there are aquatic plants dancing rampantly with the undercurrent like water monsters, pouring out resentment and poison that have not changed for thousands of years.
In contrast, the sea reflecting the glow of an orange sunrise always feels beautiful. At the beginning of the day, a fishing boat in this small fishing village bathes itself in golden light and sets sail out to sea.
There are only 100 families in this fishing village, and the ancestors moved from Fujian during the Ming Dynasty, and the folk customs have always been very simple. During the Guangxu period of the Qing Dynasty, there were two families in the village who ordered doll relatives for their children. The woman's name is Xu Ling'er, and the man's name is Zhang Yuanhui. When the two became adults, their families presided over the marriage. The days after marriage should have been happy, but one year Zhang Yuanhui sailed to sea and unfortunately died in a typhoon. Xu Ling'er was young and widowed, and after all, she couldn't help being lonely, and secretly corresponded with Xu Bai, an unmarried young man in the village. I don't want the villagers to accidentally encounter a good thing, and the thing is stabbed. This inadvertently set off a big wave in the village. The village chief was surprised to find that such a thing made him very angry, and immediately had two people grab, torture them, that is, the village rules, and immerse them in pig pens.
The sea crashed against the shore as always.
Liang Xiaoming saw the sunset disappear little by little from the other end of the horizon, and then the darkness engulfed the small fishing village by the sea in an instant. I heard the occasional chirping of seagulls circling overhead, a little bleak in the dreary tide. The summer night wind greeted us with a suffocating smell. The dim lights not far away look like red lanterns floating in the sea.
Liang Xiaoming's girlfriend Ah Fang called him not far away and walked towards him along the beach.
At this time of year, Liang Xiaoming goes out on vacation with his girlfriend. This year marks the fourth year. This year has passed, and according to the meaning of both families, they should get married.
Ah Fang's steps gradually changed from walking to jumping, and finally hugged Ah Ming. Armin opened the bracelet and grabbed Fong, and their steps began to return to the sea. In an involuntary whisper, Fong felt the sea water pass through her waist; In the sound of involuntary breathing, Ah Ming saw the light of the sea water reflected on Ah Fang's face. Their passion revels in the irresistible tenderness of this moment, which finally melts into the deep sea like chocolate.
One morning, Uncle Xu, the village chief, woke up to find that Mr. and Mrs. Ah Ming, who were from the city, had not returned all night.
The village is located in a remote area, and few city dwellers come here for vacation. As soon as Ah Ming came, Uncle Xu found that he was in love with this cheerful young man, so he invited Ah Ming to live in his house. His wife had been dead for many years, and his children, who were the same age as Amin, were working in other places and had to come back for a long time. Although the villagers revered him, Uncle Xu's life inevitably seemed too lonely. When eating with Ah Ming, Uncle Xu was always in a good mood and drank several glasses of wine in a row. After a long time of happiness, Uncle Xu suggested that they go for a walk by the sea, but they fell asleep early because they had drunk too much.
Uncle Xu was a little uneasy and couldn't eat breakfast, so he went to the beach. The footprints on the beach were washed away by the overnight tide. The vast sea stretches as far as the eye can see. Uncle Xu, who was looking for a lap along the beach, was still alone. In the blink of an eye, it was almost afternoon, and the anxious Uncle Xu was sure that Ah Ming had disappeared into the sea. Uncle Xu returned to the village, called many people out, got on his own boat and went out to sea to search. The day passed quickly, and everyone went home empty-handed.
The next day, Uncle Xu, who had not slept all night, took some people out to sea. The boat moves slowly in the water, and a long rope is tied to the boat, and a watermelon is strangely tied to the other end of the rope, allowing it to float on the surface of the sea. It turned out that there was an old rumor in the village: watermelons could help find corpses. So Uncle Xu had the attitude of giving it a try, and asked people to tie the watermelon to the boat early in the morning. At this time, people's eyes are fixed on the watermelon, and time seems to stand still. After a long time, the watermelon did not move, but no one dared to open their mouths to break this tense atmosphere. Uncle Xu got up and lit three pillars of incense, inserted them on the bow of the boat, with a solemn expression, and bowed to the air.
The boat had been swimming on the sea for a long time, and everyone was a little shaken, and some people had turned their attention elsewhere. "Look! A trilled exclamation drew everyone's attention back. Just now, the watermelon came to this sea area with the ship and suddenly sank to the bottom of the sea! "Quick, quick! "Follow the watermelon into the sea! As soon as Uncle Xu's voice fell, two young people with excellent water skills pounced and dived into the sea. After a while, his head came out of the sea again: "Uncle Xu! At! At! They. In the water. Find it!
Ah Ming and Ah Fang are now lying in the ancestral hall of the village. Uncle Xu stood in front of them, looking a little sad. He murmured, "Amin, I hurt you... Uncle Xu shed a few cloudy tears from his eyes, and the sky darkened imperceptibly. Uncle Xu staggered away with a sigh and slowly left. His back looks a little old. There are dim lights and flickering candles in the ancestral hall. Is this how they rest?
I don't know why, Uncle Xu always felt that something was wrong on the way back. Strange? Why did Amin suddenly die in the sea? There was no tide that night and everything seemed to be calm. Uncle Xu suddenly felt that he was really old, and the wind was blowing in his ears, but it always sounded like someone was in the dark, gloomy.
Late at night, Uncle Xu lay on the bed, as if asleep. At this time, only the lights were still on in the ancestral hall, and the moon was obscured by dark clouds. The wind did not stop, the leaves rustled, and the fingers could barely be seen in the darkness. Suddenly, there is a firelight shuttling through the night! It's close, it's close! It's coming in the direction of the ancestral hall! The door creaked open. Suddenly there was an exclamation: Oh! It's not the dim lights blocking the threshold, it's Liang Xiaoming's body! Standing upright, his face was pale, and his feet were dripping with water, and he was already wet. The visitor was so frightened that he took a step back, and the lantern in his hand fell to the ground. A voice seemed to come out of hell, slowly, coldly: "-Xu-hundred-Xu-hundred-" The fire flashed, and Ah Fang appeared behind Ah Ming. His hair is loose and his eyes are bright. Between the stalemates, he suddenly let out a sharp tweezer smile, put his hands on his head, slowly unscrewed his head, and placed it in front of the visitor. How could anyone who came stand such fear, and fell to the ground.
It's getting dark. There were many people around the ancestral hall. Because everyone found out early in the morning that Ah Ming and Ah Fang had strangely disappeared. Just when everyone was talking, Uncle Xu came. He also thought it was strange and supported people to report the incident to the town. The townspeople soon came. It was two older police officers, one surnamed Ma and the other surnamed He. After asking for some details, another on-site investigation was conducted. After the evening, the two police officers stayed at Uncle Xu's house in the village and said that everything would have to wait until tomorrow.
Bang bang bang! There's a knock on the door! Who? Someone in the house asked. No one answered outside the house, just knocked on the door. The door opened a crack. "Oh! It's your brat! Why don't you speak? It scared me. Xu Pingyu looked at Xu Zifeng outside the door, "Are you here to play cards?" It just so happens that I can't sleep, why don't I call Ah Yun and Ah Jun? You go into the house and wait! After a while, Xu Pingyu took two people into the house, and Xu Zifeng was already sitting at the table. With all the formations in place, a few people discussed what happened in the village today, and then the game began. Xu Pingyu said: "Ah Feng, why didn't you come yesterday?" Strange and boring. Where did it go? Ah Yun joked: "His kid must go to find a good match, how can he remember that we are here!" Ha ha! Ah Jun also said: "Ah Feng, what are you doing with a gloomy face? No one owes you money. Why don't you speak?
Suddenly there was a wind outside, and soon it was raining heavily. The rain in the middle of summer came violently, and a rolling thunder erupted on the roof, startling a few people. Damn it! Ah Jun scolded. The lightning was intertwined, and the shadows of the trees looked a little hideous in the instantaneous electric light. Ah! Water in the house! Xu Pingyu stopped the cards in his hand and was waiting to get up. But suddenly stared at Xu Zifeng. Belch? How do your hands drip water? Hearing him say this, the other two people also looked at Xu Zifeng's hand, ticking and ticking, the table was already a small piece wet. Ah Jun was a little curious. He stretched out his finger and gently dipped it in the water dripping from Xu Zifeng's hand. He put it in his mouth and licked it. "Salty? Ah Jun's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly froze, with cold sweat on his head. For a long time, looking up at Xu Zifeng, Xu Zifeng's eyes changed, became colder, and his whole body began to drip water. At this time, Ah Jun overturned the table, took a few steps back, and pointed at Xu Zifeng: "He! He! The ghost is on top! "Hearing this, everyone was at a loss for a moment and quickly jumped away. Xu Zifeng stood up, the corners of his mouth quietly cracked, revealing a blood-red mouth, and looked out the window. "Xu Ling'er, you come-" This greeting pierced through the sound of the thunderstorm, and it seemed so clear in the small space. Ah Jun only heard the blood vessels shrinking, the scalp was numb, and the feet were disobedient, and the three of them were stunned for a while. Before they could react, the figure broke through the window. The three of them looked at it, and it was Ah Fang! Ah Fang looked like a ghost and was deceived by Xu Zifeng. In an instant, Ah Jun and Xu Pingyu were inadvertently choked by their throats. Their eyes flare up and they fall in the blink of an eye. As soon as Ah Yun saw this situation, his legs seemed to regain a little sense, and he ran wildly. As he ran, he shouted, "Haunted!" Haunted! It rained heavily, and Ah Yun fell a few times in a panic.
The lights are still on at Uncle Xu's house. Ah Yun rushed into Uncle Xu's house in embarrassment and slammed the door shut. Spread out in the ground immediately. Uncle Xu and the two police officers were still discussing something in a low voice in the room, and when they saw Ah Yun's formation, they all surrounded him and helped Ah Yun up. Ah Yun couldn't suppress the violent heartbeat, and his hands trembled and pointed out the door: "Haunted!" Haunted! Afghan army. Ping Yu him. It's over! The ghost is on Xu Zifeng's body! Hearing this, Uncle Xu, Lao Ma, and Lao He all became nervous. Ah Yun continued: "Xu Zifeng also inexplicably called the dead ghost Ah Fang 'Xu Ling'er', just now I listened to my legs and stomach always disobeyed ......”
Xu Ling'er?! Uncle Xu suddenly seemed to remember something. Xu Ling'er?! Right! Right! According to genealogical records, there was once a woman named Xu Ling'er who cheated on the young Xu Bai and sank into the sea. Such a disgraceful thing has happened in the village since ancient times, so it is easy for Uncle Xu to remember. A hundred years later, did the two unjust souls bow down to their bodies again to ask for revenge? The more Uncle Xu thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his back was cold for a while. Lao Ma and Lao He don't know the inside story, they can look at Uncle Xu's face, and they can't get any better. Quickly take out the gun you have with you and load the bullet.
The rain did not abate, and it was getting heavier.
A roar came from outside the door.
Two ghosts came silently.
Uncle Xu issued an order: Quick! Lift the table and block the door! Without hesitation, several people quickly blocked the door with a table. Then they blocked the windows with other heavy objects. The four of them formed a circle and retreated to the middle of the house. The old horse held his gun flat, his eyes staring motionlessly in the direction of the door and window. Ah Yun was sweating profusely and kept fighting tooth wars. Suddenly, there was a loud bang! Bang! The whole room seemed to be shaking, and the roof was rustling with ash. Bang! Another bump! The table was knocked back. Fast! Resist! Uncle Xu reacted and grabbed it and pressed it against the table. "Old horse! You guard! "Ah Yun and Lao He also went up to the table at the same time. After several violent impacts, there was no movement for the time being. Ah Yun was already sweating profusely and out of breath. The old horse just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but there was a loud bang from the cold window, the window was broken, and two figures jumped in from the dark outdoors at the same time! Ah Fang and Xu Zifeng! With saliva dripping from his mouth, red eyes, and still breathing, he looked particularly scary in this small room. "Give me my life! - Ah Fang raised his hands and approached them step by step. Saying that it was too late, the old horse came back to his senses, pulled the gun in his hand, and the bullet whizzed through Ah Fang's body. Ah Fang shook suddenly, but his feet did not slow down. Xu Zifeng had a voice in his mouth, and the fishy breath that spewed out almost forced Uncle Xu and several people into a corner. Ah Yun saw that a large hole in Ah Fang's body had cracked, and the dead fish-like muscles had flipped out, and there was still a faint dark green. Ah Yun was about to collapse, his mouth was big, but he couldn't make a sound. "Xu-Ling-'er, we have revenge-" A heavy voice filled the space with resentment. Xu Ling'er let out a piercing wild laugh, which was terrifying. Meng Ranzhong Uncle Xu remembered something, cinnabar! Hang it on the wall in the back! Uncle Xu looked back, reached out and took it, and threw it to the old horse. "Cinnabar bomb! After the old horse caught it, Huo Ran understood, and quickly lowered his head and retreated. At this time, Xu Ling'er had already arrived in front of him, and Lao He was in front of the old horse, but Xu Ling'er bit his throat. Uncle Xu wanted to go up and separate Lao He, but he saw Xu Bai grabbing his clothes with both hands and pulling forward, a bloody mouth was violently opened, as if he wanted to swallow Uncle Xu. Uncle Xu blocked him with his hand, his head lowered, and he didn't dare to look directly at his face. Faced with such a situation, Ah Yun wanted to help but couldn't help, wanted to escape but couldn't make up his mind, and didn't know what to do for a while. Seeing that Lao He was dying, Xu Ling'er let go of Lao He and turned her face to Ah Yun. Ah Yun's heart shrank, hugged tightly into a ball, and kept trembling. Xu Ling'er's hand was very cold and had already touched his throat, Ah Yun closed his eyes and had to resign himself to fate. At this time, Uncle Xu shouted and pushed Xu Bai a few steps away. But due to an unstable center of gravity, he also fell to the ground. Xu Ling'er heard the movement, looked back, and cracked her mouth in anger, and shook her head frantically. Uncle Xu tried to get up and stumbled. At the critical moment, gunshots rang out. Another hole exploded in Xu Linger's chest! Then snow-white smoke began to rise, squeaking. Xu Ling'er was on the ground, accompanied by a scream that tore her lungs. Xu Bai looked up to the sky and let out a sad cry, bullied him like lightning, patted the gun in the old horse's hand, plunged his hands straight into the old horse, and put him on the wall. The old horse opened his eyes, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his legs and feet were stepped on several times. The gun fell not far from Uncle Xu, Uncle Xu struggled to pick up the gun, tried his best to lift it, and shot at Xu Bai! There was another dull roar of tears, and Xu Bai fell. His hands were still standing upright towards the sky, a puff of white smoke rose up, and the whole room was suddenly filled with a thick fishy smell that lasted for a long time. Ah Yun stood in the dilapidated hut as if he had a big dream. He woke up from a coma, and the sky was white. Rubbing his aching eyes, he saw Uncle Xu lying in the middle of the room, and Lao Ma and Lao He were also lying on the ground. His gaze fell on the damp ground, and there was a lot of water on the floor of the room, but Ah Fang and Xu Zifeng were missing, they seemed to be swallowed by time, evaporating into the air out of thin air. Ah Yun gritted his teeth, struggled to stand up, walked to Uncle Xu's side, grabbed Uncle Xu's shoulders tightly with both hands, and shook it vigorously. Uncle Xu closed his eyes tightly, as if he was still wandering in a dream. Ah Yun's heart tightened, and he shook Uncle Xu's shoulders anxiously. After a long while, Uncle Xu woke up leisurely, opened his eyes and saw that it was Ah Yun, and he let out a long breath. Ah Yun still had palpitations, his eyes were red, and he hugged Uncle Xu and suddenly cried. Uncle Xu stretched out his hand and patted Ah Yun's back and smiled wordlessly. There was a kind of relief and calmness in his smile, as if telling Ah Yun that everything would pass. The sea breeze gently blows through this ancient fishing village, carrying the smell of the sea and the salty smell of the sea. The sea breeze was like a soft hand, gently caressing the cheek of this unworldly child. A hundred years of time seem to stand still here, becoming an eternal picture. No matter how much nostalgia and reluctance, it can't withstand the loneliness and withering after the sea breeze caresses. Ah Yun raised his head and looked out of the dilapidated hut. The sun shines through the clouds on the sea, shining with a golden light. Seagulls hover in the air and chirp cheerfully. Ah Yun took a deep breath and felt the freshness and freedom brought by the sea breeze. He knew that although this fishing village was old and dilapidated, it was still the warmest harbor in his heart. Uncle Xu patted Ah Yun's shoulder and slowly got up. He walked out of the hut with Ah Yun and stood by the sea. The sea breeze brushed their cheeks with a hint of coolness. They stared into the distance, their hearts full of emotion and thought. Ah Yun knew that the story between him and Uncle Xu would continue. They will take the memories and stories of this fishing village with them and embark on a new journey. And this ancient fishing village will continue to exist in the baptism of time, witnessing the growth and changes of this generation after generation.