Northeastern Wild Fairy Tales Record

  After I had a girlfriend, my life became different. Every day after school, I would spend some time with her. Her home is in the countryside, so it's not very far away. After lunch at home, I quickly returned to school and we two went to the small woods behind the school, strolling hand in hand.

  Early love is not allowed in any school, and we are even more so, so when we act, it's naturally careful and cautious, very afraid of being known by the teacher, if this calls the parents, that would be a big joke.

  Young lovers are naturally the closest, and they can't bear to be apart for a single day. They stick together all the time, whether there's something going on or not.

  It was the weekend, and I sent her back home. On my way back, because we couldn't see each other for two days, Sheng Yanqiu felt a bit reluctant to part with me, so we lingered together for a while longer.

  After that, I went back to the dormitory, took out my bike, put on my backpack and rode in the direction of home. The road back was quite hilly, sometimes when I got tired, I stopped and pushed the bike, it took more than an hour to get back, and if I lingered a bit, it would take almost two hours.

  As time passed, the sky gradually darkened, and the sun was also setting in the west. The remaining sunlight, like blood, still emitted a not-so-scorching glow, and the clouds at the horizon were also illuminated by the light, becoming like a piece of fresh blood.

  Between our village and home, it's mostly highways, with no villages in between. The roads are lined with tall, dense forests. When I walk alone, especially when the sky is dark, I get a little scared.

  That's men for you, they can put themselves in any situation for the sake of a little something. Even if they're scared in their hearts and know that walking here at this time will be frightening, they'll still accompany their girlfriends and pretend to be brave.

  Rather die with dignity than live in shame, this is the principle.

  But at this point, we are already here, there is nothing to say, can only be forced to walk away, saying more is just a story.

  Then after turning over a slope, it was a very big downhill. Got on the bicycle and pedaled with both feet to ride quickly.

  Looking at the trees on both sides of the road quickly falling behind, the sound of the wind whizzing by my ears, and nothing else. In my heart, I was also secretly hinting to myself that nothing would happen, as long as I rode my bike calmly, I could get home.

  However, things in the world are just so magical. The familiar roads of the past have basically become clear, and for each section of road used, there is a rough estimate of how much time it takes.

  But I don't know what's going on, today's downhill road took a particularly long time to walk, the road in front of me is not stagnant, but it's also moving forward, yet somehow I always feel that time has passed, but still haven't reached the next uphill road.

  Looking at the familiar road ahead, and the tomb beside it, although I don't want to think about it, I guess tonight might not be a peaceful return home.

  Since we've met, there's nothing more to say. Let's just go with the flow for now, and so both feet stepped on it again, pedaling the bicycle hard and quickly moving forward.

  The road I'm walking on now is a scattered burial ground, where the vengeful spirits and wild ghosts of the past are buried without fixed graves. It's said that there are no owners for these graves, but there are also several grave mounds with no one to tend to them. If you walk through here during the day, you can still see some coffins exposed in a few of the grave mounds.

  But it's not entirely accurate to say that they are ownerless, because most of them do have owners. During festivals and holidays, people still come to burn incense and make offerings. Occasionally, new graves will be added here. Generally, these are people who died unexpectedly or children who passed away young and couldn't be buried in the ancestral tomb, so they were buried in this outer area instead.

  As I accelerated pedaling the bicycle, the wind sound around my ears also grew louder with increasing speed.

  However, the speed accelerated, but this road didn't show any changes. At this time, I was certain that tonight would be a encounter with the Clear Wind Ghost. This is a ghost hitting the wall! If I continued to ride my bike like this, it's possible that even if I got tired to death, there wouldn't be another section of road appearing. It can't be said whether I'm going around in circles or riding somewhere else.

  If you just spin around in place, that's okay. But if you pedal and pedal and fall into the ditch on either side of the road, then it's a real pain in the ass.

  So I hastily applied the brakes and stopped, looking ahead at the remaining road. I knew this was probably an illusion. From the start of cycling to now, it's been over 20 minutes, it's impossible that I haven't reached the next uphill yet. Normally, even with frequent braking, it would take just over 10 minutes for this route, but now it has doubled and still hasn't finished, which is clearly not right.

  However, at this time, I also had no way to go, and could only stop the car first, see if there was any weakness that could be found, and break the illusion in front of me.

  For a moment, I was anxious and scared, and I got myself all confused. I had heard my second uncle say something similar before, and he also said the solution, but now that I'm trapped in it myself, I don't know what to do either.

  This is indeed "onlookers see more than gamesters".

  After walking for a while, I found that I was indeed going in circles, and the sky didn't care about my stagnation either. It had already started to darken, with the sun having fallen halfway down. In a little while, the sun would set completely, and things would become even more troublesome then.

  I should think of a way to get out quickly, just as I was anxiously pacing back and forth, it suddenly dawned on me that my second uncle had once told me a story.

  It's about how to get out when encountering a ghost hitting the wall outdoors.

  And I just happen to be able to walk out of here, as long as it's done in an orderly manner, I should be able to leave here.

  With a nervous heart, when it's finally time to put it into practice, difficulties have appeared again.

  This method is to use the urine of a young boy, sprinkle it around in a circle with your eyes closed and walk forward nine steps. After that, you can get out of trouble. At that time, don't look back no matter what's behind you, just keep walking forward until you reach home.

  As long as you turn back, you will fall into it again. At that time, if you can't get out, there may be a risk to your life, but it's not necessarily harm from ghosts or monsters.

  Because at night, if you don't move for a long time, it's simply impossible, and you can only keep moving, but you still don't know whether you're on flat ground or not. If there are big rivers or ditches around you, falling into one would be fatal.

  This is not even winter, if it were winter, you wouldn't be able to find your way back. Think about a cold winter night, no matter how many layers you wear, the wind can still pierce through and freeze you to death.

  So, hitting a ghost wall isn't the scariest or the hardest to solve, but it's also the easiest way to die, and that's why.

  But what I'm worried about is that I'm still afraid in my heart, after all, I'm just a 15 or 16 year old kid, although I know more and have grown up a bit mentally, but I'm still a child.

  So at this moment I was actually scared to the point where I couldn't urinate, I couldn't pee, and there wasn't even a hint of the urge to do so.

  Although it's outdoors, I also can't keep little brother exposed outside for a long time, with no urge to urinate, I can only pull up my pants and wait.

  The sky is getting darker and darker, the surroundings are quiet, with only some insect sounds. Fortunately, it's not deep autumn or cold winter, but late summer. If I had encountered deep autumn and cold winter, I'm afraid my fate would be over, and I could only wait for death.

  After waiting for a long time, I finally had the urge to pee. The moon at night was not full, but fortunately, there was still some dim moonlight, which was a blessing in disguise.

  No choice but to whistle to myself, urging the urine to come out quickly so I can go home early.

  Fortunately, heaven did not abandon me, and in the end, I urinated with a loud "whoosh".

  As I urinated in a circle around me, barely relying on the moonlight to survey what was ahead, it seemed that finally a downhill road had appeared, and we were already at the bottom. It turned out that we had been walking in circles all along, and many of the wild grasses on both sides of the road had been trampled by bicycle tires.

  Thinking of my second uncle's words, as long as I see the road, no matter what, remember not to look back, so I hurriedly backed up on my bicycle and took a few steps before jumping up, quickly pedaling my bicycle flying forward, really using all my might, secretly praying in my heart, hoping to get home soon, don't let anything else go wrong.

  Against my wishes, just as I was listening to the whistling wind in my ears and looking at the upcoming uphill slope, this time it didn't come down but instead made a strong dash upwards, already sweating profusely.

  In a daze, I suddenly heard my grandfather's voice. I thought I was mistaken, but after listening carefully, it indeed came from behind me, and all I heard him say was...

  "Great grandson, wait for me, wait for grandpa, I'll go back with you, I've come to see you."

  Although I wanted to turn back and take a look, thinking of my second uncle's words, I endured it and didn't turn back, still lowering my head and pedaling the bicycle quickly upwards.

  But at this time, just as I was about to climb up the slope, a figure suddenly appeared in front of me. I took a closer look and vaguely made out that it was my mom standing there, looking anxious as she stared at me. Seeing that my mom had arrived, I gritted my teeth and pedaled the bicycle with all my might.

  Just as I was about to reach my mom, she also quickly ran towards me. I shouted loudly: "Mom, I'm over here!"

  "San Er, you scared me to death! Are you okay?" My mom asked while running.

  I saw my mom was about to arrive, so I stopped my bicycle.

  At this time, I had no more doubts in my heart. My mom came, and today's pass was over. I also put down my worries, smiled on my face, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I used the method that my second uncle told me before to get out of the ghost wall. Mom, let's go home quickly, this late night is scary."

  At this time, my mother came to my side, looked me up and down a few times, then circled around me again, and said: "You dead child, after school is over, why didn't you come back early? What are you doing coming back so late, you scared me to death. We all came out to find you in the middle of the night, your grandma was crying at home."

  After finishing speaking, he came to my side, patted my shoulder and continued saying: "Come on, turn around, I'll take a look to see if anything's wrong. If I don't get a clear look, I won't feel at ease."

  Hearing what my mom said, I felt helpless in my heart and slowly turned my head to look at my mom's face. Just as I was about to speak, I felt that something was not right, so I quickly turned my head again to look back at the road I had just taken home.

  At that moment, he was blinded, and there was no way back, and it was another endless uphill road.

  But when I turned back to look at my mom, it was a face that I never wanted to see again in this lifetime.