The green slate of the old house

Dozens of miles away, there is an earthen house. The adobe house is covered by a stout Toona sinensis tree, which is very refreshing in summer. That adobe house is my hometown. The reason why I want to say hometown is to say that my hometown is a blue tile.

The adobe house in my hometown was built by my grandfather when he was young. At that time, every household was too poor to afford tiles, so they replaced tiles with bluestone slabs, which seemed to provide shelter from the wind and rain.

When I was young, I had many friends. We like playing hide-and-seek games. Lin is my childhood. We wore pants, but we didn't grow up together. This is something I will regret for the rest of my life.

There is a bad phenomenon in the mud house on rainy days, that is, the whole yard is covered with mud, which is very wet. At that time, there was a drain with a width of 10 cm behind our yard, which was used to drain water in rainy days. But for the convenience of walking, we set up a green slate, which is big enough, nearly two square meters. Our children like to jump on it, especially when there is nowhere to go in rainy days.

It rained today. Lin and I play on the bluestone board. Lin smiled and said, "What do you suggest we play?"

I said, "The weather is bad. Why don't we play with pebbles? "

Lin raised a hand and said, "Look, playing with pebbles every day has worn off my nails. Why don't we play badminton? "

I nodded, so I kicked the shuttlecock with Lin and the shuttlecock flew and flew. We had a good time, but when we were not careful, Lin slipped on the bluestone board and hit his head on the bluestone board, bleeding. Must be serious enough. Everyone in my family was frightened, especially my grandmother, who not only picked up Lin, but also.

In the evening, grandma said to me with a dignified face, "How many times have I told you not to wrestle when playing on that slate, especially when you can't see the blood?" If you just don't listen and tell you, you'd better pray for Lin, or you'll feel guilty for life if something happens. "

Although I don't know what grandma said, I can guess from her attitude that there should be something wrong with the green flag, but I don't know what the problem is.

I'm worried about Lin. I went to the Lins early the next morning. I can't see Lin, except for a little injury on his head, which was covered by his hair. Everything else is fine, alive and kicking, even living well. I played with him for another day. It seems that my grandmother is alarmist. It wasn't long before I gradually forgot about it.

Until one day, Lin's mother knocked on my door at night and my grandmother opened the door. His mother suddenly knelt in front of my grandmother and shouted, "Aunt, please help my son. She has been complaining about her headache tonight and she is rolling on the ground in pain. "

My grandmother knows some ways to save people in the village, and sometimes others will come to her for help if they have problems. Grandma followed Lin's mother without saying a word. I was still sleeping, and it was noon the next day when I learned about it.

"Lin, what's the matter with you?" I pushed open the door and shouted anxiously.

Lin did not answer me, but I saw Lin. What kind of person is he? At that time, just like Lin Daiyu before she died, it was more serious. His eyes are black, his lips are pale, his face is white and there is a layer of black inside. Everything about him reveals a dying breath.

I shook Lin's hand regardless of fear. What happened to his hand? I obviously felt his hands start to stiffen. Is he dead or not? "Lin, I'm coming. Do not die. Talk to me. " I cried.

He didn't speak, just looked at me. His eyes are even lime white. I cried. For a long time, his stiff hands moved slightly, his mouth broke into a smile, and then his face began to turn red. He opened his mouth slightly and said, "I'm fine." Do you want to play with me? " I nodded quickly.

Just then, my grandmother ran in like crazy and shouted, "What are you doing?"

I looked at my irrational grandmother stupefied and said, "Grandma, what are you talking about?"

Grandma sighed and said, "Lin is dead. She passed away last night. "

Dead? I just talked to him. I quickly looked at Lin and found that he was lying in bed, unable to fight at all, and my hand was still in his. God, I quickly pulled my hand back.

I swear, I am extremely sad inside, but I am more afraid. I vaguely think that Lin's death has something to do with my blue tile. I even think Lin's death was a head injury.

Grandma took me home with a haggard face and sighed and said, "Hey, don't be sad. The child is unlucky, knocking on the slate at home, and grandma is more worried about you. What were you delivering to the forest of death? . "

At that time, grandma didn't seem to know what had happened. I quickly said, "I told Lin to make him better and not to get sick."

Grandma seemed to believe it and said, "Well, we feel sorry for him. It seems that we should help his family more in the future and ask him for forgiveness at the grave. "

I cried and said to my grandmother, "grandma, what time is it?" Don't you say green slate? "

Grandma said, "The green slate is the material for your grandfather to build a house. That one is too big. At that time, several workers moved to the roof, but one worker was killed. The worker knocked on the green slate. Later, we compensated others and threw it away, but every time we threw it away, it would definitely appear in the same place the next day. Your grandfather asked for leave for this. Those gentlemen say that the slate has aura and can't be handled at all. It can only be placed in our house, but it needs to be comforted by the living. When the appeaser reaches an agreement with the ghost of the deceased, the bluestone tablets must not see blood, otherwise those who see blood will die and continue to appease. "

"So my grandfather was the first person to appease the slab demon? So my grandfather died by himself, didn't he? " I asked grandma in tears. Grandma nodded.

His family doesn't want to talk about Lin anymore. Every time they see us, it's like avoiding the plague. Other children will never come to my house to play again. They all say there is something wrong with our family.

Later, whenever I walked past the slate or saw it, I saw a figure, Lin. He is white, wearing a shroud. He covers his head with his hand from time to time, and then asks me with a smile, "Do you want to play with me?"

There are thousands of things in the world, but there are many strange things, and my family is unlucky enough. From then on, I vowed to wait until my financial situation improved and move my family from there.

Ten years later, I have a new house, and everyone in my hometown lives with me. Slate is lying in the bathroom uninvited.

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