Gong Jun is a ghost

The old house of Xiang Cheng's family is at the innermost part of the village. Walk along the winding bluestone path, and you can see the black gate in about 10 minutes.

The house is quite old, the paint on the door panel has been mottled, and there is an old brass lock hanging on it.Two stone-carved beasts squatted on both sides of the door. There was a thick layer of moss growing in the gap between the stone slabs at the door. It looked clean, not overgrown with weeds as he imagined.

Xiang Cheng unlocked the door, and there was a patio when he entered the door. There was a water tank in the middle of the courtyard, because the water in the water tank had dried up at some point, and a few dead grasses stuck in it, making it look a bit desolate.

Xiang Cheng stood in the middle of the courtyard and looked at the locked door on the right. That was where he and his mother used to live, and his uncle and his wife lived on the left.

Right in front of the courtyard is the main room. The door of the main room is open. The central hall on the wall opposite the door is a landscape painting. The fonts on the couplets on both sides are very strange. The species are still distinguishable.But he didn't recognize a single word on the couplet.As the sun sets, stepping over the high threshold and walking in, the light seems to be more than a little darker than the outside, making people feel a little bit cold in it.

The tables, chairs and benches in the main room are neatly arranged. Xiang Cheng touched the table and found that there was dust but not much. It seems that the second uncle should have come to clean it in the past few days.

There is a small door on the left side of the nave, and it is locked. It is still the kind of horizontal bolt lock. Xiang Cheng fiddled with it for a long time before opening it. Inside is the Xiang family's ancestral hall.

Now that it's all here, Xiang Cheng thinks it's not good not to offer incense to his father.

There are no windows in the ancestral hall, only a skylight is opened on the roof, and the light is very poor, let alone at this point, the sun has already set.

Turn on the flashlight on his mobile phone, Xiang Cheng illuminates the road under his feet and walks forward. He dare not take photos of other places. It's time to see.

The ancestral hall is not big, only [-] to [-] square meters. After walking a few steps, I saw the altar table directly above. The light from the mobile phone shone across the table, and there were incense candles and matches on the table.

Xiang Cheng put the phone face up on the altar, and picked up the matchbox.

"Chi" the reddish flame trembled a few times and lit.

After lighting the candles, Xiang Cheng stood respectfully in front of the altar.

On the altar table are all the memorial tablets of the heads of the Xiang family in the past. Xiang Cheng's father is at the bottom, and upwards are Xiang Cheng's grandparents and ancestors he has never seen.These tablets are stepped upwards, and they look extraordinarily solemn under the candlelight.

In the corner of the top floor is a very special tablet.The tablet was a little smaller than the others, and it was covered with black gauze.Swaying gently above the candlelight.

Xiang Cheng once asked his mother and uncle, and they kept their mouths shut about it.

People are always full of curiosity about the unknown, and he is no exception.Staring at the tablet, Xiang Cheng stretched out his hand unconsciously, trying to pull off the layer of black veil to see the name underneath.

Before he raised his hand, he heard a soft sound, as if something had fallen to the ground and knocked.

Xiang Cheng froze and woke up instantly.

What is he doing?

I clasped my palms together and quickly bowed, silently saying I'm sorry.Xiang Cheng quickly lit incense and respectfully worshiped.

When he went out, he couldn't help but glanced back. Under the candlelight, the black gauze seemed to be blown up by the wind. It was too far away to see the writing on it clearly, but he could only vaguely see that the writing on it seemed to be red. ?

After checking his belongings and locking the door, Xiang Cheng quickly left the main room and walked to the door on the right.

Behind the closed door, in a corner that Xiang Cheng had never seen, a tall and thin figure poked there, standing upright.

An inaudible smile sounded in the darkness.

"Ah…"

Besides, Xiang Cheng looked at the door in front of him and remembered that when he left, his mother only brought some clothes and nothing else. He thought he just went to the city for a few days and came back happily, so he happily followed.It was not until I arrived in Haicheng that I was told that I would not come back.

At that time, he quarreled with his mother like crazy and had a cold war for nearly half a year. It was not until he entered a new school and had new classmates that he gradually calmed down.That is, from then on, the relationship between him and his mother became weaker and weaker until they became strangers.

Now thinking about the mood at that time, I still feel a pang of sadness and tingling, as if a piece of my heart has been dug away, and I can't calm down.

In fact, he still doesn't understand why this happened. He just moved and would still come back every year. Why did he react so strongly?

Open the lock and push the door. The rooms in the old house have the same layout. Entering the door is a small hall, with a room on each side of the hall, and a kitchen and a small yard behind it.The first room where mother lives, the second is naturally Xiang Cheng's own.

The room is still the same as before.The wardrobe facing the door still had his certificate of merit when he was in elementary school stuck, and the blue mosquito net that was placed on the bed inside had faded to white.The unfinished homework is slumped on the small desk in front of the window, and the drawer is full of stickers and various gadgets collected when I was young.Some of them don't know what they are for.

Smiling and shaking his head, Xiang Cheng reached into the drawer to search.There was something in the corner, and the cold touch made him tremble.

It was a keychain with three small copper keys hanging on it. It may be that the humidity in the house is too high, and the blue copper rust has formed on it.

Before leaving, Ms. Zheng sent a text message saying that the things were in the box in her room, and the keys to the room and the box were in the drawer of his desk.

After getting the key, Xiang Cheng immediately went to open the door opposite. It was getting late now, so he had to get his things back quickly so that his uncle wouldn't worry.

Try the first key and the door opens. The layout inside is basically the same as that on the opposite side, except that the desk has become a dressing table, and the bed in the room is bigger and more refined. There are two large wooden boxes painted red on them at the end of the bed. The lacquer is painted with colorful dragon and phoenix patterns.That was Ms. Zheng's dowry when she got married.

There are two locks hanging on the box, and a layer of blue copper rust has already grown like the key.Xiang Cheng's real key is ready to unlock.

Suddenly, my feet slipped on the floor tiles, and I almost fell on my back.He barely grabbed the bed frame to stabilize himself, but the key fell out of his hand and fell under the bed.

Helpless, he could only squat down and lean forward to reach out to the ground.

This bed is the kind with a bed frame, and the distance between the bed and the ground is very close, even if you put your head on the ground, you can't see clearly what's going on inside. Xiang Cheng took a deep breath.Prepared mentally, he suddenly reached out and stretched his hand in.

……

The key is half a palm away from the bed frame, and you can reach it as soon as you reach out.

Xiang Cheng immediately withdrew his hand.The held breath also loosened.

……

In the dark space under the bed, a pale and faintly blue hand hangs in an outstretched posture just above Xiang Cheng just reached out to grab the key.

The hand paused for a few seconds before hanging down as if it had lost its vitality, and slowly retracted into the darkness.