During the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, Guo Changshun worked in the Logistics Department of the Independent Regiment. After liberation, Guo Changshun returned to the local area to manage logistics in the five districts of the county, and retired to his hometown in the early 1960s.
One morning before the winter solstice, the sky was just numb, and Guo Changshun was ready to go out for morning exercise as usual. Although he has retired at home, decades of military life have long been accustomed to nature.
"Report"! A loud report came in from outside the door.
Guo Changshun was stunned for a moment, and the familiar voice had not been heard for a long time.
"Come in"! Guo Changshun ordered. The curtain lifted, and two soldiers entered the room one after the other.
"Report Director Guo, the superior informed you now to the Logistics Department for a meeting"! The two soldiers performed a military salute and verbally informed Chang Shun.
Guo Changshun muttered in his heart: He has been away from the army for more than ten years, and he has no contact with the army, so why did he suddenly inform himself to go to a meeting? Besides, he has retired.
Confusion turned to confusion, and the habit of prohibiting orders and prohibitions developed by the troops had long been deeply imprinted in their bones.
"Lead the way ahead"! Guo Changshun ordered. After saying that, he followed the two men out of the courtyard and into the street.
"Big Brother Changshun, get up early"! The neighbor was about to go to the well to fetch water and greeted guo Changshun, who was approaching.
Guo Changshun, who usually laughs and talks back, seems to be a little confused today, looking at the front with two eyes, without saying a word, and walking forward with his own care.
"Big Brother Changshun what's going on today"? Confused in his heart, he was confused and went to fetch water.
Guo Changshun followed the two soldiers out of the village through the street and headed for the mountain to the east. At this time, the sky was cloudy, and the goose feathers snow fell from the sky like a cover, there were no two bags of cigarettes, and the snow on the ground was already half a foot thick.
Not long after, the three of them walked to the platform of the mountainside, only to see a courtyard in front of them, and the gate was closed.
"Director Guo, please wait a moment and wait for us to go in and report"! The two soldiers in front of them stopped and turned to Guo Changshun.
Guo Changshun waved his hand and motioned for them to go. Two soldiers walked in standard military steps toward the gate of the courtyard, leaving two deep footprints on the ground.
The two climbed the steps in front of the door, pushed the door and walked in, and then "slammed" the door shut.
At this sound of closing the door, Guo Changshun sounded like five days of thunder, his whole body was excited, and his head was awake. Looking further ahead, the ground is as white as a mirror, where are the footprints of someone walking? The courtyard in front of it is the mountain temple in the village, and the door is locked, and it seems that no one has entered it for a long time.
Guo Changshun's mouth was wide open, his eyes were round, his hair was like a steel needle, and cold sweat instantly soaked through his body.
There was silence all around, except for the sound of snowflakes falling. Guo Changshun's eyes were tightly fixed on the temple gate, and his head did not dare to go back, and he took it back step by step.
"Big Brother Changshun, what's wrong with you?" How do you walk backwards"?
Chang Shun, who did not know how long he had been gone, heard the question, and hurriedly turned around to see that it was the fuxi old man who got up from the toilet in the morning. As if meeting a savior, he breathed a long sigh of relief. Back at home, Changshun suddenly started a high fever and became ill.
Everyone in the family said that Changshun had hit a ghost, and invited the mage to do a few days of rituals before he slowly got better.