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The third grade pupils want to hear ghost stories.
Funny ghost story:

1. After pursuing beauty for two years, I finally agreed to propose to you today. We decided to hold the wedding in two months.

Mei Mei has a special temperament. She was beautiful since she was a child. She can be said to be my childhood playmate, only two years younger than me. Because of her poor family, she didn't start working to support her family until she finished high school in this city. And I, my parents have been in business for many years, and I grew up in a superior environment. I had several girlfriends when I was in college abroad. When I saw Meimei again after returning home, I found her pure and lovely. Finally, after two years of hard pursuit, Meimei agreed to me.

It's particularly cold today. I drove my new Buick and invited Meimei to Nanbin Road to celebrate the victory. In order to show off my driving skills in front of my girlfriend, I have been fiddling with the steering wheel and taking a beautiful spin on the road.

Ten years ago, Nanping was just a small town, mostly in the countryside. Nowadays, there are many high-rise buildings and residential areas are very close, but some of them are only separated by narrow lanes. My car is now driving on the path from Area 4 to Nanbin Road.

Mei Mei and I talked and laughed. Suddenly I saw an old 150 motorcycle passing by. A man in black and a woman in white are sitting on it. "8" has more license plates than my car "66888". How can I admit defeat in front of my girlfriend? Hurry up and catch up. Seeing that my Buick was about to overtake it, I couldn't help feeling a little proud, so I leaned over to the motorcycle. The motorcycle seems unconvinced and continues to rush forward. Plus, I didn't brake, so I hit a motorcycle at once. The motorcyclist seems to be very good at cycling. After driving for a while, both of them were thrown out, but I saw clearly that the man seemed to care about the woman and blocked the ground with his body before the woman fell. I'm so scared that I don't know whether to get off and take them to the hospital or run away while no one is there.

Maybe after ten minutes, Meimei and I froze and didn't respond. According to Mei Mei's usual temper, she will definitely ask to send them to the hospital at once, but she seems to have never met such a thing and has been silent. A few minutes later, I saw the woman in white standing up slowly with her back to us, shaking her hair gently, revealing a pair of beautiful big eyes and staring straight at us. In the dark, her eyes were shining brightly, but there was a trace of sadness. I can't help shivering, and I have to be shocked by this look.

Fortunately, at this time, the man driving a motorcycle slowly got up. He picked up the car, looked around and said to me, "How do you drive?"

I think those two people are all right, and I am finally relieved. In front of his girlfriend, how can he lose his prestige and shout loudly: "Don't start a business if you can't drive. What's the big deal? If you dare, buy a four-wheeled one! "

The man paused as if he had been hit, silently helped the woman to the back seat of the motorcycle, and then they drove away, but the woman in white turned around and kept staring at me with those sad eyes, which made me a little at a loss.

Meimei seemed to wake up and scold, "How could you? How do you know that people are not injured? "

After that, Meimei always had a problem with me and ignored me for a long time. I seem to be wrong and I don't have the courage to find her. But after half a month, I really couldn't help it. After all, we are getting married in a month and a half. How can I break up with the person I love?

February 2004 1.

I plucked up my courage, prepared flowers to apologize to her and swore that I knew I was wrong. After all, Mei Mei was too soft-hearted to give me a chance. So I immediately asked her to eat at Nanbin Road and apologized.

I'm still going that way. In order to make Mei Mei feel that I have really changed, and to avoid the recurrence of that day, I drove smoothly. Because it is winter, the leaves have fallen and it is a bit desolate. I can't help but think that the woman's eyes on the motorcycle that day were mysterious and strange. There are such beautiful eyes in the world that can touch people's hearts? However, I still like my beauty. In the secular world, she is too white and unusual. Such a special woman will soon become my wife. Thinking of this, I can't help feeling a little happy and cheerful. What's the difference between this woman I've loved for years? I turned my head gently and looked at Meimei sitting next to me. She is still so quiet. The elegant skirt releases incomparable whiteness, and the faint makeup reveals true elegance. Trying to catch her eyes quietly, she seemed to have something on her mind, too, and turned to look at me. I suddenly found out: those are extremely special eyes, so beautiful, so sad, so different and so familiar. I shook my head strangely and looked at her again: Isn't it the eyes of the woman in white on the motorcycle that night? I suddenly panicked and didn't know where to turn the steering wheel. I can't calm down. I don't know if I stepped on the brakes. I just felt black at the moment and suddenly lost consciousness.

When I woke up, I saw lying on a white bed. I knew I was in the hospital, and I immediately thought of that night. I think the woman on the motorcycle must have a pair of beautiful eyes. She takes those beautiful eyes as her own. But I really can't understand why those eyes gave me such a big shock. I feel a little anxious at the thought of Mei Mei. What about Mei Mei?

I cried loudly and anxiously, feeling hoarse.

A nurse came up to me and comforted me: "Sir, you finally got your life back. Don't be so excited, okay? "

"Nurse, what's the date today?" I asked.

"April 1!"

"That, that I am not in a coma for two months? How is that possible? Where is Mei Mei? Where is my beauty? "

"Sir, you mean someone fell into the Yangtze River with you?"

"Turn the Yangtze River? My car fell into the river, so how was I saved? " I have a bad feeling that my voice has become a little cramped. "Mei Mei? Is she saved, too? "

The nurse looked at me strangely, paused and said, "I want to fall from such a high place." No one can survive except you. "

This emotionless sentence deeply shocked me. Is she saying that my Mei Mei is dead? "April 1", whether it is true or not, two months later, I would rather believe that this is just an April Fool's joke.

I pretended to be calm and said, "Nurse, are you lying to me?"

"Sir, I think you must have a brain examination. You were the only one in the car when the accident happened. Due to your operational error, the car fell into the Yangtze River, and you jumped out of the car to save your life. "

I can't believe what she said is true. I clearly remember that before the accident, Mei Mei sat next to me. It was because of my blindness that the Buick was mistaken. Another ominous feeling surged up again. Don't you think Meimei fell into the rolling river, but no one found her at all. I was heartbroken and roared, "Go find it, go find it! You haven't found anyone alive for two months! Nobody's looking for it. Is life so unimportant? "

The nurse saw that I was out of control and ran out in a hurry. I should have called a doctor!

"Ming, you finally woke up?" A familiar voice, like a dose of acupuncture, immediately stopped my excitement.

"Mei Mei, you are still alive!" The surprise I got made me cry. I hugged Meimei tightly and cried like a child who hadn't come home for a long time. "Mei Mei, don't leave me again, don't leave me again, I can't lose you, I can't lose you again."

Mei Mei comforted me and said softly, "No, never. You have never lost me. "

April 1 day,

Not April Fool's Day.

I wasn't in the mood to ask about Mei Mei's escape, but I was enjoying the pleasure of focusing on my life. Mei Mei took good care of me, and I'll be all right soon.

May 2004

It's time to leave the hospital I didn't see Mei Mei.

My parents came to pick me up specially and have been taking care of me since my accident.

There is a thoroughly remoulded happiness. I think if I survive, I will be blessed. I can't help itching again when I see the car. Thanks to my efforts, my parents allowed me to drive slowly in the slow lane.

I was driving, thinking that Mei Mei hadn't mentioned it to my parents, and I said, "Mom and Dad, haven't you seen Mei Mei these days?" But for the accident, she would be your daughter-in-law now. She has taken care of me for months. "

"Meimei?" My mother thought for a moment, "did you often play with your daughter who sold noodles when you were a child?" Are you in love? " Why didn't you tell us? "

"You work so busy! When can I find you? By the way, her family condition is not good. Who paid for the hospitalization?

"In the hospital? Is she also in hospital? "

I was a little surprised: "It seems that my mother doesn't care about me. I must have been unconscious for a long time before I came back. " "

"No, we came back on the day of your accident and have been guarding you until now. Now that your boy is out of the hospital, don't you admit it if you don't know what's going on? "

"Didn't Mei Mei and I always go to the hospital?"

"You and Mei Mei? No, you were the only one at the scene of the accident. If you don't jump, it's almost there. . . "

I suddenly stepped on the brakes, completely afraid that what my mother said was true: "mom, don't lie to me like that nurse." Today is no longer April Fool's Day. I clearly remember that we were together when the accident happened. "

"The child seems to have broken his head. Let's take him abroad for inspection. " Father said with a sigh.

I shook my head, inferring that Meimei must have been saved accidentally when the accident happened, or jumped out of the car before, so she was alive safely. Thank God, life is so precious.

June 2004 1, Children's Day.

I have an appointment with Mei Mei, and I still walk on that quiet path. I want to tell Mei Mei that I am completely healthy, and I want to know how she escaped from the accident.

I'm still driving. Meimei seems to have something on her mind. She hasn't talked to me or looked at me since she helped me fasten my seat belt. In order to adjust the freezing atmosphere, I tried to ask, "Mei Mei, are you worried?"

Meimei just took a deep breath and said, "Ming, the person who knows you best in this world may be me." Maybe you don't know, for so many years, I have been waiting for you, but you are so high up. For a person from a poor family, it is completely out of reach, so I never take the initiative to contact you. And since middle school, you have had many beautiful girlfriends, and I, just the most ordinary one, never dreamed that I would be with you in the future. Although our time together is very short, although you are willful and stubborn, I still think our time together is the happiest moment in my life.

It's really hard to be a man! My family is well off, and I, from small to large, have been supporting my family and paying off my father's gambling debts. I feel too bitter and tired. You should cherish, cherish the happiness now. If ... if I see you earlier, I hope you will go home early ... "

Mei Mei at this point, the voice has been difficult to swallow. I don't understand why she is so excited at this time. Watching her wipe her tears with her hand, I also made a hand to gently touch her face.

The road ahead is straight. I turned and wiped her tears with my right hand. Suddenly, those eyes are no longer beautiful eyes. In front of me, it was the sad eyes of the woman in white that night, looking at me with great malice.

I no longer believe that this is an illusion, and I panicked. The steering wheel lost its function again, and it was too late to brake, so it hit a big stone by the river next to the highway. Finally, the car didn't fall into the river, and I was lucky to escape without being hurt.

I just turned to look at Mei Mei around me. She lay softly in front of the passenger seat and nothing happened.

"Mei Mei! Meimei! " I cried carefully, for fear of any accident. I never thought that Mei Mei would disappear from me in my lifetime.

I patted Meimei again, but nothing happened. Just then, I saw the trickle of spring flowing down from the platform where she was lying, but it was red.

I was in pain, shouting and holding her in my arms, and my tears kept flowing like her blood. Unexpectedly, what I just said turned out to be our last farewell.

I remember those eyes. It's her. She ruined my beauty. Why did she hurt me? Why did she hurt Mei Mei?

June 3(rd), 2004

Mei Mei and I were cremated alone, without any relatives or friends. I can't help thinking of a beautiful and painful life: loneliness and poverty. Perhaps, as she said on her deathbed, being with me was the happiest time in her life, without pressure or sadness. I think I will never love anyone again in my life. Because I love Mei Mei, and even more because I killed Mei Mei.

From then on, I will never drive again.

June 4(th), 2004

Through my friend Wang Hua from the DMV, I checked the license plate of the motorcycle "66888". I want to know who that woman is and what magic she has to kill me again and again.

After checking the information, Wang Hua said to me, "Yes, there is such a license plate, just a number. The owner is Chen Tian, a Honda sheep imported from Japan. "

I remember exactly the old 125. I didn't quite believe what he said, so I asked him to take a closer look and see for himself. It's really not 125. I'm disappointed. I thought it was a fake license plate.

Walking out of the vehicle management office, I fell into deep thought. After walking about 100 meters, I suddenly remembered that the new motorcycle mentioned by Wang Hua had just been licensed, and it had been several months since I saw 125 motorcycle. I hurried back and checked the previous owner again.

Wang Hua took pains to help me look through the previous information. More than four months ago, no one else used this number.

I am disappointed again.

Wang Hua doesn't understand why I want to check this license plate. Seeing my disappointed expression, he carefully suggested, "I think we should check the information in recent years again?"

He showed me one by one, and the user of this license plate was also very strange. Change one every year on average until you find the tenth one. I'm disappointed. Wang Hua finally handed me one and said, "This is the last one!" " "

I looked up and felt refreshed: "That's it, that's it. It turns out that he is still using this old motorcycle. "

Wang Hua looked at me in surprise: "Ming, are you sure you are not mistaken?"

"I'm sure it is, absolutely!"

Wang Hua shook his head and said helplessly, "If I had known, I wouldn't have checked it for you. The owner of this motorcycle died in a car accident ten years ago, when the car was scrapped. " Can you still see ghosts? "

I stared straight at the motorcycle for a while and remembered the scene of the crash. The motorcycle was knocked out so far by me, and it took more than ten minutes for the two of them to stand up and live in peace. Although I felt a little strange at the time, I didn't think about anything as long as I could escape my responsibility. "Wang Hua, I really hit a ghost."

"mental derangement!" Wang Hua was about to put away these materials. I grabbed it and carefully remembered the name and address of the party. I wrote it down.

June 5(th), 2004

Finally found the address, it is a factory, belonging to the old house built in the 1980 s. It should have been good then.

The door opened and it was an old lady in her seventies. She was surprised to see me and asked, "Young man, who are you looking for?"

"Grandma, hello! Excuse me, does little Yuan Bo live here? "

The old lady thought for a moment and said, "Yes! Who are you? "

"Oh, I'm a friend of his," I sighed, and finally I got the correct number. "Is he at home now?"

The old lady continued: "Yes!"

Seeing that she wouldn't let me, I tentatively asked, "Can you let me go in and talk to him?"

The old lady hesitated and said, "Nothing. No one has come to see him for a long time anyway. He will be very happy. " Go ahead, let me in through the gap.

He sat me down. He didn't call Xiao, but sat down across the street.

To break the silence, I asked her, "Yuan Bo has a girlfriend, doesn't she?"

The old lady seemed surprised. She looked at me for a while and said, "Yes, Xiaofeng, she is a good girl and beautiful. She is good to us and good to me. " Said with a sigh.

I was a little excited and a little scared: "Is she there?"

"Yes, yes, accompany me every day; Well, they are together every day. " The old lady is incoherent.

"Grandma, can you call them for me? I really have something very important to tell them. "

The old lady stood up and went to the back room. It was about ten minutes before she came out of the room, sat down beside me, handed me a photo and said, "Look, young man, their photos."

Unexpectedly, she came in and took out a photo, so I had to pick it up and hold it in my hand. I immediately noticed that woman, it was her! Those beautiful eyes are right no matter what. She looked at me tenderly and was not worried at all. The man standing next to her is also the motorcycle rider I saw that night, steady and elegant. However, I vaguely feel that something is wrong. Their clothes are out of date, and their photos are old. My hand slipped gently, and immediately, the colors in the photo fell together. I was a little shocked, and then I tried it gently and dropped another piece. I suddenly realized that this is an old photo! Old photos at least ten years ago. I was frightened, so I threw away the photos and rushed out of the room.

I rushed out far away, and then slowly calmed down and remembered what Wang Hua had said. I'm sure I really saw a ghost. Why did this happen to me? That old woman, is she a ghost, too? I hesitated. I feel horrible. The thought of Mei Mei's death and those horrible eyes will haunt me and make me restless all my life. If so, I'd rather die with Meimei. So I went back to knock on the door.

It was the old lady who opened the door. When she saw me, she forced out a smile, sighed again and said, "Young man, come in. Grandma won't scare you."

I followed trembling and looked around, not knowing how to sit down.

The old lady has brought a small box, sat down opposite me and said, "Young man, aren't you looking for Xiaobo and Xiaofeng? He is here. " Go ahead, pass the box.

I stared at the box and suddenly understood: it was an urn! That's right, yes!

I stayed there, my hands didn't listen to me at all, and my feet didn't seem to move: yes, I really saw a ghost these months! "

"Young man, you don't be afraid, I'll tell you slowly. Ten years later, I still live in my memory. I really can't accept the sudden departure of my closest relative.

"Ten years ago, in 65438+ 10/5, Xiaobo spent all his savings to buy a used car to take Xiaofeng for a ride, saying that he wanted Xiaofeng to feel the happiness of' building his own car'. At that time, the road conditions were not very good, so Xiaobo sat down carefully. However, when a car ran out crazily, Xiao Bo tried to hide, but it still followed like a madman and knocked the car out a long way ... My Xiao Bo, in order to protect Xiao Feng, hugged Xiao Feng tightly and blocked her body with her own body.

"My son is still breathing. If the accident car can take him to the hospital, maybe he will live. However, the car ran away … Xiaofeng was also injured. She went to find a car and stopped it, but no one helped her. She watched Xiao Bo bleed dry in front of him and slowly became stiff.

"Xiaofeng has been crying. Until later, her eyes were in tears, and she wanted to cry without tears. A few days later, she committed suicide. "

At this point, the old lady was about to cry. "My poor Xiao Bo Xiaofeng, they just died innocently and haven't found the murderer yet."

I finally understand: why does Xiaofeng bother me? 65438+1October 15, which was Xiaofeng's 30th birthday. They revisited their old place and met me as a showman. The injury happened again, hurting the poor woman again. She turned her previous resentment against the driver of the accident on me and began to yearn for me. Poor is my Mei Mei. She is so kind. She is so indifferent only if she has never encountered such a thing.

I told the old lady everything.

The old lady listened attentively to my words, lowered her head and rolled down a few tears, saying, "No wonder I always listened to people at home some time ago, and my room was always clean. It turns out that they have come back. But, "she looked up and said to me," Xiaofeng is so kind that he won't hurt you, certainly not. "

"But, my Mei Mei, she is really dead."

I sincerely observed a moment of silence in the urn for two people who died ten years ago, and promised to find out their killers ten years ago.

In the next few months, I invited all my friends, searched all the relationships, and finally found the driver who caused the accident ten years ago and punished him. Xiaofeng, her beautiful eyes, never bothered me again.

April 2005 1

Not April Fool's Day.

I returned to her hometown with a beautiful urn, which was a beautiful farm. It took great efforts to find the yard where Mei Mei once lived. There are several families living in the yard. Listen to me, Mei Mei. They all know each other. I first introduced myself to the relationship between the United States and the United States, and then took out Meimei's ashes, hoping to be buried in her hometown.

A middle-aged man seemed a little surprised after listening to my story and said, "Beautiful? He died three years ago. "

This sentence hit me like a blockbuster.

"Dead, really dead." Seeing that I didn't believe it, the aunt next to me added, "I know one thing. At that time, several fellow villagers wanted to donate money to treat her. She doesn't want money. How can leukemia be cured? "

At this time, another middle-aged woman came over and said, "Meimei died miserably and had no money to treat her illness. Later, she couldn't even walk and had no relatives. She relies on kind people to give her something to eat, but she has the backbone and just won't eat. Alas! Living is starving to death. "

I completely collapsed, looking at the innocent expression of the villagers and the beautiful ashes in my arms, I was in distress situation. Maybe the person I completely loved in the past three years, she, is not human at all. In front of everyone, I carefully opened the urn, which was empty and there were no beautiful ashes at all. I totally believe: Meimei, she is also a ghost!

However, she never hurt me. I remembered my two accidents again. Mei Mei saved me. If it weren't for Meimei, I would have died as early as 65438+ 10 last year. No wonder, when she died, she said, "It's really hard to be a man!" " Perhaps, being a ghost is better than being a person!

"It's good to have money!" Yes, if she had money, she wouldn't have died so miserably; If there is no money, I can't study abroad, I can't buy a car, I can't find out who killed Xiaofeng …

2. It is said that there is a street in the underworld, which is called stepping on the topic. According to the elders, stepping on the streets and alleys is the most prosperous and lively market of the underworld. In the morning, people come here to catch up, in the afternoon, ghosts come here to go shopping, and in the evening, people hang out and exchange needed items. At the end of the street, there is a thatched cottage with a shameless head and a strong waist. After several generations, they left no property, wandered around every day, got drunk on gambling lines and made a living by extortion. At the age of forty, his shameless wife Ying Shi gave birth to a son. Named Wuxiang, I hope this child can carry on the family line in the future and continue the fragrance of homelessness.

Time flies, and before you know it, the incense has grown to sixteen sticks. Unexpectedly, when children grow up, they are very different from shameless people, with short hands, short arms, short legs and short bodies. Wearing a short robe, short shoes, socks and shorts, holding a short knife. When you do things, you don't care about the head and the tail. If you talk short and do short things, you will only hurt people, cheat, cheat, cheat. So the neighbors nicknamed him short-lived ghost. Shameless is even more disappointing. Beat and scold every day. If something happens, you take it out on your son and do everything you can to kill him. His wife, Ying Shi, tried to persuade him many times, but she always refused to listen. One day, I went to Fuqiao to borrow money from the haunted house. Careful ghost didn't lend it to him, but forced him to return half a liter of beans borrowed years ago, and the two immediately quarreled. I was shamelessly unable to borrow money and was severely scolded by the ghost. My eyes are burning with anger. When I got home, I took my son to fight. His wife, Ying Shi, hurried forward to persuade him, "You will kill him one day if you hit him like this."

Shamelessly angered: "I have no door. I have been a big shot since my ancestors. I've been imagining things. You see this son is so ugly, how can he carry on the family line? " Might as well be killed! "

Ying sighed, "It's better to kill than to let go. Since you hate him so much, you might as well give him a chance to escape. "

Shameless: "I don't want such a son anyway, let you decide, don't judge me!" " "

Ying Shi then chose a few rags that short-lived ghosts usually wear, and quietly took two taels of silver to make a blue cloth pocket. When the gate of hell opened in July, the ghosts of the underworld went to the underworld to find a good opportunity for body double to send short-lived ghosts out of the gate of hell. Along the way, I told him to do more good deeds, accumulate some virtues, and then find a body among the dead. body double was reincarnated as a human being. Looking at the short-lived ghost walking out of the gate of hell and disappearing into the clouds, Ying Shi turned home with tears in her eyes.

When the short-lived ghost came to the dead, he remembered his mother's words at first, and wanted to do what her mother said, do a few good things, and then find a double reincarnation. But on second thought, doing good for others is too much for yourself, and the effort is really not worth it. Do something good, forget it! My father has been doing bad things all his life, but he is still red and spicy. I was born in my mother's belly, but I don't look human. It's not my fault. Why do I have to be beaten and scolded every day? And kicked out of the house! Hum! I don't want to do good, but I also want them to see what kind of person I am! As a result, short-lived ghosts wandered around the world, looking for famous teachers everywhere, and worshipped a thousand-year-old evil ghost in the ghost hole next to the Yinyang Bridge in Fengdu. Two years later, the short-lived ghost has been able to change into human form. As long as you say a spell, you can become a handsome young man or a beautiful girl. It's just that the body is not high, and the short-lived ghost is worried. One day, he went to the ghost street in the underworld to make wine for the master. He saw two old people chatting. One of them said: No matter what ghosts and gods drink the blood of live cattle, they can change their bodies at will. The short-lived ghost was very happy to hear that. I gave up drinking and went to the suburbs to find live cattle. Coincidentally, as soon as he turned a hillside, he saw a big buffalo grazing in the grass dam at the foot of the slope, and a farmer was squatting by the ridge to wash his feet. Seeing his heart exulting, the short-lived ghost quietly walked over, took out a horn machete he carried with him, and lifted it up, just about to cut the neck band of the cow so that it could be attached to it to drink blood. Don't want to see the buffalo blade shaking in front, frightened, "moo jujube stack? Hey hey?

Screaming in my head. When the farmer heard the cry, he turned around and saw it. He picked up a stone and threw it at him. While throwing it, he also scolded: "Where is it ugly? How dare you steal cattle in broad daylight! "

Short-lived ghosts just want to drink cow blood, and they have no defense at all. Suddenly he heard the farmer's roar, got a fright, got up and ran. Don't be so frightened, he has lost half his years. It's really not stealing chickens and dogs, but eroding a handful of rice. He was so short-lived that he croaked, so when the farmer took the cow home, he moved some messy stones and threw them into the farmer's field.

The next day, the farmer drove the cattle to plow the field again, only to find that the unfinished field was full of stones, large and small. He felt very strange and thought yesterday was fine. Did these stones fall from the sky? He looked around and found a short-lived ghost sitting in a big tree in the distance, looking this way and smiling proudly. The farmer suddenly understood that the child who had done bad things must have found something to get back at him. He had a brainwave and came up with an idea. So he deliberately shouted: "Thank God, Bodhisattva saw me accumulate virtue and do good deeds, and deliberately dropped so many stones in my field to strengthen my soil. Big stones shit, small stones pee, my field is getting better and better, and I'm sure I can play half a grain more next year. Ha ha ha ..... "He laughed loudly for a while, and then solemnly said to himself," Fine, but I have to go back at once and find someone to look after it. I can't let others steal the stones in my field and change them into shit. If it's shit, it's broken That shit will not only make me weak, but also stink to death. No one dares to plow the fields and plant seedlings ... "Go ahead.

The short-lived ghost heard it in the tree and thought: the stone will give you shit and pee, hum! That's very kind of you. If you are afraid of stinking, I will get some shit to stink you to death, so smelly that you dare not go down to farm and plant seedlings, and starve you alive next year! So he jumped down from the tree, moved the stones from the ground one by one, and brought some shit to the ground.

On the third day, the farmer drove the buffalo to the field early in the morning. I saw shit all over the floor, and yesterday's stones were gone. He was secretly happy, but deliberately shouted, "Oh, no! I don't know who stole the stone and ruined my field with shit. " While cursing, he put on animals and plowed the fields.

The short-lived ghost hid in the big tree and heard the farmer shouting there. Dancing with joy, laughing "hey hey", thinking that this time the farmer can be miserable.

Who knows that he was carried away by himself, accidentally fell down, and his head happened to hit the three-pointed stone, and his brain suddenly burst and he was killed.