Ghostly Spirits Wreak Havoc 2
The driver coughed twice and saw that the sky had darkened a bit. "This is the Sandy Ditch area, not far from Qin Village. Over that mountain, there's a village called Sandy Ditch. The only school in this area is a middle school in the town. Since transportation is inconvenient here, those who have money live on campus or with relatives in the town, while those who don't have to get up early every day to walk to school and then walk back after evening self-study."
"There is a 16-year-old girl in this Sha Wo village, who attends middle school in the town. Her parents work far away in the coastal areas to support her education and are rarely at home. At home, there's only a grandmother and granddaughter. The granddaughter is also very well-behaved and sensible, walking to school before dawn every day, and after finishing her evening studies, she still has to come back to take care of her grandmother who is over 60 years old."
"It's a pity that good people don't live long..." The master sighed and continued, "It was also an autumn evening, with a misty drizzle. This girl was walking home alone under an umbrella, and the next day she didn't come to school again. For two days in a row, no one saw her, and she didn't ask for leave from the teacher or tell any of her classmates where she was going. Later, when the teacher visited her home, it turned out that this girl hadn't returned home for two days either."
The driver said so, I raised my head and took a look at the weather, just as the driver said, it was overcast and rainy...
A chill ran down his back, and the girl had just vanished from that very spot a moment ago?
Now that Uncle Ah is by my side, I'm not afraid of anything.
I asked Master: "Then where did she go?"
The master didn't even turn his head, and accelerated the car again. Another bumpy ride ensued. "Where did they go? It's all because this young girl is 16 years old and looks as beautiful as a flower. The local rascals had already started to have evil intentions. On the night that girl returned home, at the same place just now, they molested her."
I was startled and looked at Uncle Ah in surprise.
Uncle's face was solemn, I looked back...
He suddenly turned around, and all around was a thick fog, nothing could be seen.
Turning back, the master was still saying, "What a pitiful young girl, good grades and well-behaved, those turtle sons deserved to be cut into pieces."
Master said so, and I felt a chill on my back again. The tone of the driver just now was as if the dead girl was his own daughter, and he was resentful of that scoundrel who ruined his daughter.
I asked Master, "Has it been reported?"
The master's voice was mixed with a cold laugh, "What's the use of reporting it? Those two turtle sons are minors, and the law can't punish them."
I detected a hint of resentment in the driver's tone, as if that girl was really his own daughter. Or perhaps it was just that people in this place were all so close-knit and affectionate towards each other, treating a clever and sensible young woman like one of their own daughters.
Later, the driver said, "When we found this girl, her grandmother cried until she was blind in both eyes, and fell head-first onto her granddaughter's body, never to get up again."
Ever since I heard about this, for a long time, the image that has been stuck in my mind is: a 16-year-old girl holding an umbrella and walking on this rainy road, rushing home, when suddenly several hooligans from the town rushed out, covering their mouths and dragging her up the mountain... On that rainy night, they gang-raped the girl... Three days later, two young boys went up the mountain to graze cattle and saw an open umbrella, curiously opened it, and inside was a naked corpse, eyes wide open, staring straight ahead... Later, someone reported it to the police...
I always thought that this story wasn't so simple. I asked the master, "What happened later? Why didn't anyone dare to walk on this road? Was it the girl's ghost causing trouble?"

