Vigil Night. ，

I went to work early, and all the way, the moonlight poured on me. Looking up at the sky, that round of Chan Juan was like a washed silver plate, permeated with the cold of Qingyuan, looking at all sentient beings. In my heart, I inexplicably remembered the sentence "Therefore, I rose from the ground and soared up to ninety thousand miles", and I thought of the boy named Wu Lisheng.

He was my playmate in the same village, the two of them were inseparable because they were the same age and "smelled the same", although there were occasional arguments, but this did not affect the two of us playing together, mischief, today's story is on the night of August 15 of a certain year, he told me.

Li Sheng lived with his uncle since he was a child, and his parents went to work in Suzhou after he was weaned, and it was possible to come back during the New Year's Festival, and because of this, when the family got together, they often seemed angry.

Li Sheng often complained to me that his parents would only give him some money every time they came home, but they didn't really care what he wanted, just like this time his grandfather passed away, although his parents rushed back to buy the aftermath, but he was not close to them.

Funerals in the countryside are held at night, and according to custom, those closest to the deceased need vigil, so his father and uncle need to stay by the coffin, and Li Sheng, because of his young age, sleeps with his cousin tonight.

At the end of spring, the hazy moon is like a paint wet by water vapor, and the edges ooze a wisp of halo, revealing a faint color; people in the distance turn on the stars and dots of lights, decorating the empty and somewhat cold night; there is a canvas canopy in the courtyard, and underneath are several old eight immortal tables, and the slender black stools are divided on all sides, which seem lonely and solemn at this time.

There was an old locust tree in front of the window of the room, at this time there was a dark old bird standing on the branch, Li Sheng was sticking his head out of the quilt and looking at it, the old bird did not move, let alone call, only quietly squinted at the two people in the window, this moment time seemed to stop.

After a gust of wind blew and swept away a few yellow leaves, the old bird finally flew into the distance, and Li Sheng was relieved for no reason, as if he had won a battle, raised his hand and slammed his fist twice, and then closed his eyes and went to sleep. In the middle of the night, Li Sheng was awakened by a burst of thirst, he raised his eyes, saw the rusty fan hanging on the top of the room, and then calmed down, slowly got up, put on his slippers, and paced out of the room.

The kitchen was on the other side of the corridor of the old house, which should have a full vat of clear water, by the furry moonlight, he walked into the kitchen, skillfully opened the cylinder head, picked up the aluminum scoop, only dug into the mouth, drank half a scoop of water without stopping, and then put down the scoop, hit a burp that was not loud, and then turned slowly to prepare to go back to the room.

Just out of the kitchen door, Li Sheng suddenly felt a chill on his back, all the hairs on his body stood up, and in a flash he realized that this night was too quiet! I can't hear the wind and grass, I can't hear the sound of running water insects, and I can't even walk by myself. At the end of the dark corridor, there was an orange light coming out of the room, and at this moment, Rison just wanted to run back to the room and hide in the bed. Just as he ran back, something slapped his shoulder from behind, and Li Sheng subconsciously looked back, but he didn't see anything.

When I turned back again, suddenly out of the corner of my eye, I found that in the darkness of the kitchen, something seemed to be floating, shaking from side to side, up and down. Li Sheng fixed his eyes on it, about Mo was in the shape of a person, the black face was constantly elongated and shortened with the fluttering, he was wearing a layer of fog-like clothes, there was no wind but he could hear the hunting sound, there was a pair of dark shoes on his feet, and the night was reflected in the light. The thing was like a snake, constantly twisting and pinching in the air. When diving, the head falls down with the body, and when it floats up, a pair of legs are pulled by the elder.

Li Sheng did not dare to look much, frightened immediately ran to the room, this kitchen is like a bottomless black hole, even if the body has leaned forward, but Li Sheng's chest is like being tied to a rope, he can only move forward slowly with all his strength.

The corridor was only a total of more than ten meters, from the beginning to the end of a total of ten minutes, when the hand can feel the orange light, the drag feeling behind the moment disappeared without a trace, Li Sheng fell into the room, made the boss sound, but the strange thing is that the cousin did not wake up, at this moment he climbed up in a panic, did not care so much, only closed the door, hurried to the direction of the bed.

When I got to the bedside, my two feet threw off the slippers with force, and I jumped on the bed at once, Ande sheng took up the corner of the quilt and was just about to hide in it, and suddenly his heart felt like a hair exploded, and it turned out that in the bed where he had just slept, he had vaguely laid down a person!

Li Sheng took a deep breath, secretly pumped in his heart, and slowly opened the corner of the quilt with a trembling, and inside was something that had just wandered between the kitchens!

The cheeks are embedded with slender black eyebrows, the eye sockets are deep into the bone, a red and white raised line underneath, the bridge of the nose is flat, the lips are thick and dark, but the chin is not visible, and a few sparse hairs on the top of the head are placed on the pillow. Before Li Sheng could cry out, the slender arm of the thing reached out, grabbed his wrist at once, his eyes were thin, the corners of his mouth were lifted, he went up, and then pushed hard, Li Sheng immediately fell out of bed and cried out in pain. The cry of the lonely night seemed so miserable that it alarmed the two people at the vigil.

After a while, the two adults rushed into the room, picked up Li Sheng, who had fallen to the ground and cried, and comforted him. Only now did the cousin wake up leisurely, as if nothing had happened to him.

The next day, Li Sheng's father and uncle found a monk from the local temple to carry out the excess at home, and the Buddha trumpet sounded for two days until the old man was buried.

Later, after Li Sheng finished the semester, he and his parents transferred to Suzhou, and only returned home to worship their ancestors and visit relatives during the New Year's Festival.

On this day, he still stayed with me, but the impression was that his shoes were getting whiter and his clothes were getting cleaner and cleaner. Until Uncle LiSheng died of illness a few years ago, he did not come back, and our friendship no longer intersected.

I often wonder if people always come and go from person to person, and whether life is about knowing strangers one after another. When the most familiar person becomes a stranger, can you still be at ease when you meet again? Just like this clear glow, spotless, cold eyes look at the Three Realms, eternally the same.