A few years ago, I wrote an article "There are two beautiful intellectuals who have been wandering in the 100,000 mountains...... tells the story of two female intellectuals in the military reclamation company who were killed because of love problems and their parents' opposition. Recently, I wrote "A Perverted Educated Youth Who Was Shot", and I will tell you some other episodes of these stories.
In the summer of 1975, Guo Guide, an educated youth in Guilin, was opposed by the woman's parents because of his love, and after killing his girlfriend in the company kitchen due to impulsiveness and perverted, in order to escape for his life, he was ready to sneak across the border to Vietnam.
That night, he quietly sneaked into the dormitory of the educated youth and came to his girlfriend's room. The room has four beds for young women. It was already late at night, and several other female intellectuals were asleep. He gently pushed the door, but it didn't close, probably the door left by the people in the dormitory for his girlfriend, and he went to his girlfriend's bed and flipped it.
In the past, he and his girlfriend had been in a relationship for two years, and they were very familiar with the items on his girlfriend's bed. He rummaged through the key under the pillow, opened the box, found a stack of money in the box, and turned out dozens of catties of food stamps in a book. At this time, a female intellectuals from Nanning on the opposite side were awakened, she lifted the mosquito net, looked at the movement, Guo Guide rushed up with an arrow, covered the other party's mouth with one hand, raised the rubber knife with one hand and aimed at her neck is a knife, blood splashed, he quickly drew a knife to her chest and stabbed again, this female intellectual's hands danced wildly, struggled for a while, and made a few faint screams in her throat: "Ah...... Yes...... Yes. Guo Guide hurriedly stabbed two more knives, and the last knife was inserted into the neck of the female intellectual.
He looked around, and there were two female intellectuals on the opposite side who were still asleep, and they didn't notice any movement at all. Guo Guide covered the body with a blanket and slipped through the door in a panic.
At three o'clock in the morning, a female intellectual, who was in the same dormitory, got up to tap rubber, and when she saw the door open, she thought it was someone in the room who got up to relieve herself, but she didn't care. She lit the glue lamp, combed her hair, washed up, and went up the mountain to tap rubber after supper.
After a while, an old worker came to tell Guo Guide's girlfriend to get up and tap rubber, and he shone a lamp at the window to see that the bed was empty and the mosquito net was hung up. Thinking that she went up the mountain first, he muttered: "Yo, this lazy worm, usually lazy, is diligent tonight" and said, he also left.
At this time, there was also a female intellectual, who was on the day shift in the Datian class, was sleeping in the dormitory, and a person died in the room, and no one noticed.
After the people who got up in the middle of the night to tap rubber went up the mountain, the noisy company calmed down.
Early in the morning, the female intellectuals sleeping in the deceased's room got up, combed her hair, washed, and then picked up the rice bowl and prepared to go to the canteen to have breakfast....... She rushed out the door, shouting as she ran, "Come on, someone...... The company commander happened to come out of the canteen and dragged her: "What are you doing?"
"Quick...... Fast.......
"What's wrong?"
"In the dormitory...... She....... ”
The company commander saw that she was so frightened that her whole body trembled, and she couldn't speak, knowing that something was wrong, she hurriedly ran towards the dormitory of the female intellectual, pushed the door and took a look, and saw a large pool of blood flowing under the bed of the female intellectuals in Nanning, which was already blackened. When I lifted the blanket, I saw that the female intellectuals still had a plastic knife stuck in her neck, and there were several knives on her throat and chest. The eyes are wide open, the hands are across the chest, and when you touch it, the body is already cold.
The company commander immediately went to the office and called the security section of the field department and the county public security bureau to report the bloody incident.
The leaders of the field department immediately mobilized the armed company and several nearby companies to block the entrance of the company where the accident occurred, and organized several hundred people to search the mountain.
In the evening, news came from the Luofu Bridge on the border line that the criminal Guo Guide had been captured when he tried to cross the border to Vietnam.
Three months later, a meeting of 1,000 people was held at the meeting, and Guo Guide was sentenced to death and immediately executed.
A perverted murderous educated youth ended his life of sin.
After the incident, the other two female intellectuals in the dormitory of the female intellectuals who were killed moved away. Because the company's housing was very tight at that time, the two female intellectuals had to move to the dormitory next door. It used to be a room with four beds, but now it is squeezed into one bed, which is very crowded.
A few months later, the dried blood under the bed of the murdered female intellectuals was scooped up with a hoe and covered with a new layer of mud. Due to the conditions at the time, the floor in the dormitory was paved with mud.
Two months later, several male intellectuals were transferred from other companies, so that the company's dormitory was even more inadequate.
At that time, the educated youths were all young people in their twenties, with strong blood and energy, and they were in the period of growing their bodies, and they ate a lot. There is simply not enough food served at each meal in the canteen. So every year when they go back to the city to visit relatives, the educated youth will bring back a lot of Guilin noodles in large bags and small bags, and when they can't eat enough, they will have a supper at night, or when other companies of educated youth friends come, they will use noodles to entertain them.
The dormitory is crowded, which affects rest. When a few clever intellectuals saw the long-vacant house of the slain female intellectual, they proposed to everyone: Whoever dares to move to the dead dormitory can enjoy the noodles brought by everyone for free and eat supper every night, which can relieve the tension on the bed and exercise their courage secondly. As a result, two male intellectuals really agreed.
So the two male intellectuals moved a dilapidated desk and two creaking wooden beds to the dormitory of the slain female intellectuals.
Just a few days after moving in, the two of them were still a little scared, but after a month, they slowly got used to it. After getting used to it, the two even had fun secretly: no one disturbed them when they slept, and they had noodles to eat at night.
At that time, there were usually four people, or even five or six people living in the dormitory, not to mention the crowding, and they also affected each other's rest. Some people in the dormitory read books until late at night, some educated youths like to play chess, the chess pieces are played with bang bang, the noise makes people upset, some people snore, snoring one after another, making people nervous and insomnia, over time, with the dormitory people have many contradictions, opinions are great.
Although there is a shadow in their hearts when they live in the dormitory where they were killed, the two have the same schedule and rest time, and they are not disturbed by outsiders, and they enjoy the world of the two of them.
Half a month later, a male intellectual, who often heard a squeaky sound under the bed in the middle of the night, turned on the light to check, but the sound was gone. Soon after lying down, the sound of squeaking came again, and it was repeated many times, and in a daze, it seemed to hear bursts of soft crying, and the sound seemed to come from the ground. Thinking it was a hallucination, he patted his chest and opened his eyes suddenly, only to see that the room was pitch black.
An inexplicable fear welled up in his heart.
He turned on the electric light and gently woke up another educated youth on the opposite bed, and the two got up to check, but they didn't see anything, only felt a dark wind blowing in the room.
The next morning, the two looked at every corner of the room and found nothing. At this point, the two patted their chests and sighed. I thought it was just a false alarm, and I was just scared of myself.
Time flies, and in a flash, the annual family leave has arrived. A male intellectual, because of something at home, asked for leave to go back to Guilin to visit relatives before the Spring Festival. There was another young man left in the dormitory, because his bed was close to the window, and the window was looking out of the mountain. At that time, the company's houses were filled with a mixture of mud and small stones, and some of the walls fell off after years of wind and rain.
Once, because he was tired from working during the day, he went to bed very early at night. Sleeping until midnight, he suddenly felt someone pat him, he wanted to see who it was? But he felt very sleepy and tired, he didn't have the strength to turn over, he couldn't move if he wanted to, he couldn't shout if he wanted to, he was in a daze and struggling, as if he saw a person walking, he suddenly opened his eyes, but there was nothing.
He patted his chest and sat with his eyes open until dawn.
After dawn, the heart of the male intellectuals was still pounding, and an inexplicable fear surged in his heart. He told a few male intellectuals next door about the night, but everyone didn't believe it, thinking he was making up stories.
An old worker listened to what he said, and believed it. Tell him to buy a mirror and a pair of scissors when he goes to the market. He was told to hang him on a rope from the window, intending to look in the mirror of the demons, and all the demons and monsters would be exposed in their original form when they saw the mirror.
This stopped for a while, but the squeaky sound of the third watch in the middle of the night reappeared. You get out of bed to look, turn on the lights, and there is no movement, which makes people panic. The young man began to regret moving here and wanted to leave this strange house as soon as possible.
When he removed the bed in the morning and looked closely, he found a small hammer to knock on the ground under the bed, the ground caved in, revealing a small hole. He used a wooden stick to pick up the dirt little by little, and it was a rat hole. He found that the rat hole led all the way to the window, and it was from the gutter outside the window. The house of the murdered female intellectuals is at the foot of the mountain, and the bed is close to the window. Now that it's lived, the critters are still trying to get in.
It turned out that the blood of the female intellectuals who had been killed seeped into the soil from under the bed, and the smell of human blood attracted the mountain rats. Although a layer of earth had been dug up from under the bed and new soil had been covered, human blood had penetrated deep into the soil, and the smell of fish had attracted animals with a keen sense of smell, which was why there were often strange noises in the house.
The reason was found, but the two male intellectuals who were not afraid of heaven and earth still moved to the house and went to other dormitories to crowd in, and they no longer dared to eat free supper noodles.
It is strange to say that two years later, the uninhabited house of the slain female intellectual, the beams and tiles collapsed without warning, but the houses on both sides were intact.
What's even more bizarre is that in 1979, when the educated youth returned to the city, the two male intellectuals who lived in a strange house were in a car accident on the way to transport the intellectuals back to the city on the Jiefang truck, one male intellectuals fell and injured their legs, and the other bruised their hands, all of which left scars. Almost lost his life on the way back to the city.
More than 50 years have passed, and today I recall: Is the fate of human beings in the hands of God?
In the vast universe, how many areas of human beings have not yet been explored? The unknown world you can doubt, but have to be in awe!