In the winter of 1995, it was snowing lightly. I was only seven years old at the time, and I was in the dead grade of elementary school. When that special guest broke into Uncle Zhong's teahouse in Xiaobailou with the cold wind and snowflakes, I was sitting in the room behind the shop staring at cartoons. The room is green and not ginger. I can hear the noise outside.

"Brother, I can't take this object from you."

Uncle Zhong's voice was a little dissatisfied, and from what I know about him, since he said this, he has the intention of driving people away.

"What can't you take? This gourd was collected by me at a great price in Shenyang Road a while ago, you stare at this workmanship, this texture, it must be a valuable item, and they all say that you collect ginger here, why do you refuse to come to me? ”

Dressed in black rain cracks. The bearded man said in a little anxious manner, Tianjin people were originally in a hurry, but at this time, they were in a hurry, and the speed of speech was faster.

"Your thing is new, and the base of the gourd is ginger, but the texture on it is wrong. If you look at the lines on you, they are not crafts at all. And there is no bottom money underneath, and the gourd mouth is still sealed with these strange rune paper, can you tell me if I can accept it? ”

Uncle Zhong shouted while waving his hand, how many people who do antiques know that they are dead and strange, and there are also rules in the industry, new things are naturally not wanted, and things of unknown origin are the least touched, not to mention that this gourd is strange in Uncle Zhong's glare. Naturally, he was reluctant to get his hands dirty.

It's just that the other party was anxious when he heard this, and shouted: "You don't have long eyes, you are not a knowledgeable person in the circle, you deserve to die here when I come here." ”

The other party was about to run out as he spoke, but Uncle Zhong was also in a hurry, and when he heard the other party scolding in his mouth, he hurriedly shouted: "Don't run, say I don't know how to do it, right?" Okay, I'll find someone who knows how to give you a look. ”

Hearing this, I couldn't help but open the door and ran out, staring at the dead ginger gourd on the table, which was no different from ordinary gourds, that is, it was engraved with some dead lines like the death of a snake, crisscrossing and crisscrossing. A few words that I couldn't understand were engraved on the round belly of the gourd, and two yellow runes were pasted at the mouth of the gourd, and two lines of strange words were written on it in red cinnabar. Ghost painting is like death. On the outside of the rune paper, the dead layer of wax is sealed around the mouth of the gourd, and the dead silk that covers the mouth of the gourd is not revealed.

After glaring at it a few more times, he suddenly felt that the gourd was shaking on the table as if he was alive and dead.

I was startled, and I hurriedly shook my eyes, and when I glared at the gourd again, it didn't move again. There was just a trace of gray smoke wafting around the round and full belly.

I ran over, pulled Uncle Zhong's cracked suit and shouted, "Uncle Zhong, what is this gourd?" How to stare at it weird. ”

Uncle Zhong is on the phone. I didn't have time to pay attention to me, so I casually said: "Wan Lin, you stay by the side, don't make a sound." ”

After about ten minutes, the deceased person ran in from outside the teahouse, thin and tall, holding a black umbrella, wearing a green cotton crack, and shaking his torn clothes when he came in, and the umbrella was the northeast flavor of the dead stock, and shouted: "What are you looking for me?" I'm at home! ”

Uncle Zhong hurriedly ran over, and said with a smile on his face: "Someone came to put a gourd, and I said that I didn't accept new things, and the seller said that I didn't know how to do it, no, please come over and stare at it." Third brother, you are well-informed, help me take a look, don't really be a ginger thing, I missed it. ”

I know this big man, his real name is Li San'er, Uncle Zhong called him the third brother, a bearded man, a native of the Northeast, who seems to know a lot about antiques, and usually helps a lot in Uncle Zhong's business. He had a lot of strength, and he used to lift me up and down to tease me. When he glared at me this time, he also said hello and let me go to him.

Li San'er put on his gloves, stared at the gourd on the table and stared at the dead eyes, the expression on his face immediately changed, and then he raised the gourd in a small way, stared at the runic paper on it, and then his eyes widened, and the dead man grabbed my arm, and asked in a low voice: "Lin'er, you are staring at this gourd, can you stare at something?" ”

Uncle Zhong was not surprised by this situation, but the seller shouted dissatisfiedly: "You ask a dead little boy, what does he know?" ”

Li San'er's eyes were dead, and he shouted: "What do you know!" Shut up, this object can't kill you if you don't get ginger! ”

The seller was also stunned by Li San'er, so he closed his mouth and didn't speak again. I touched my head, this kind of person is not only dead, I don't have anything to say to Li San'er, so I looked at the gourd on the table again, and said, "This gourd ginger is like a gray smoke around it, you let me touch it." "Caught in the middle of the earth.

Li San'er immediately put the gourd in my hand, and I immediately screamed and shouted, "Why is it so cold? It's colder than snow! ”

It's normal for this gourd to stare at, and the dead hand is in the hand, and the umbrella has a dead strand that seems to be able to drill into the cool air of the bones, and the dead son pounced on my hand, and I almost didn't hold it. The seller was frightened, hurriedly took it, and after fiddling with the death in his own hand, he said: "It's not cold, what are you talking about, you little kid!" ”

It's just that after glaring at me for such an unusual move, Li San'er counted it, nodded at me slightly, and pulled Uncle Zhong and the seller into the corner, and the three of them muttered and discussed in a whisper. Only the gourd was placed in front of me, I was also young at the time, Jiang Qixing was at his most vigorous, and when he saw that the adults were not there, he stared at the gourd in front of him.

In the past, Li San'er also had Jiang come to me several times with strange things, and let me stare at me, either a knife or a broken sword or something, every time I died, I could always stare at some unusual pictures from these things, and Jiang could still hear strange voices a few times.

This death, although he was killed by ice just now, Jiang Qixing was still very vigorous, so he thought about playing death. When I took it into my hand again, the gourd was still very cold, and I couldn't hold it with my little hand, so I turned it upside down, and as a result, I fell the gourd to the ground. I saw that the gourd fell to the ground, the wax on the mouth of the gourd immediately cracked, and fell loosely to the ground, and the rune paper was also torn open The small opening of the dead road, I immediately reached out to pick it up, but at this juncture, I saw the blood-red light on the gourd flashed, and the black shadow of the dead road suddenly jumped out of the mouth of the gourd, and the speed was very fast, and I just stared at the dead silk, not too clearly, too fast.

At this time, the gourd fell to the ground Shengqing attracted Li San'er and Uncle Zhong, Li San'er died when he saw the gourd fall to the ground, and his face was "swished" and the death was white, which was more terrifying than the white paper on this table, and the death knob pushed me away, and then picked up the gourd so deadly, shouting death: "You little cub, do a bad job!" ”

I had already noticed that after the red light flashed just now, the color of the cinnabar on the gourd mouth talisman paper was much darker, and there was some speculation in the shape, and Li San'er was yelled at, and stood on the side in a daze and didn't dare to speak, and the seller shouted: "If this thing is really as evil as you just said, I, I don't want it." The money you just gave me, at this price, don't come to me, count me out of luck! ”

After saying these few words in a daze, the seller stumbled out and quickly disappeared into the wind and snow outside. After glaring at me, Uncle Zhong ran to Li San'er's side, handed out a cigarette to Li San'er, and whispered, "Is it really that evil?" You just said that this gourd is a sealed ......"

Li San'er shook his head, blocked Uncle Zhong's words, and then turned his head to stare at me, and asked with a cold face: "Just now the gourd landed, did you see anything?" ”

I swallowed dryly and said stupidly, "Just now, I saw the black shadow of the dead road rushing out of the gourd, and then ran out and disappeared. Three masters, isn't there something strange in this? ”

Li San'er didn't speak, he stretched out his hand and took out a small piece of wood from his own military crack, it was black, about the size of a fingernail, and he burned it with a lighter, and immediately there was a burst of green smoke coming out, Li San'er waved around in the air with a black wood while dying, and waved his hand to signal me and Uncle Zhong to step back, at this time I hid behind Uncle Zhong and saw the green smoke floating in the air but not dispersed, and gradually condensed to the death, and slowly the ginger statue became the appearance of a dead face, the description was blurry, I couldn't stare clearly, not very sure, But the smoke floating in the air did not dissipate, and it went straight around the gourd, which I really stared at.

"Ginger statue, ginger statue has a human face! Why hasn't this smoke dispersed? ”

Not only was I shocked, but even the uncle beside me was staring at him with straight eyes, and said vigorously: "It's too godly, it's too godly." ”R832