What I saw on Baidu: When I was a child, I made a fire in the east of the village to bake some sweet potatoes.

Damn wind blew the flame to Bo Er's haystack, and the haystack caught fire. The fire quickly became bigger, and the raging smoke went straight into the sky.

Someone immediately knocked on the washbasin to call the police, and the whole village threw down hoes from the ground and rushed back, carrying buckets and washbasins and shouting for help. All the running water splashed, and some children even poured water with rice bowls and chamber pot.

But to no avail, the haystack soon turned into a pile of ashes. I was beaten black and blue by Bo Er and dad on the spot, and several half-baked sweet potatoes were thrown into the red embers.

Adults leave after there is no open flame. I looked around warily to make sure that no one was there. I poked at the ashes with a big stick to find those sweet potatoes.

It's all cooked, wipe your tears and burn your mouth to one side. It's delicious. Scattered Mars burns again when it sees the wind, spreading along the weeds on the ground and burning a haystack. Those people just got dressed when they got home, and they all shouted, what's the matter? They rushed to throw water on the fire.

I was scared and slipped into the big bamboo forest, but I was still pulled out. It is already very cold in late autumn. Dad didn't know whether it was cold or gas, and he was soaked through. He shook his leg and said he was bored and afraid of getting hurt, so he let Bo Er fight for himself. Hit too hard, my ass is swollen, and I said to my friend while hitting: See? Who dares to set fire in the future, this is the end! I suffered for half a month, but I was still young at that time. I didn't realize that I had made a big mistake, so I thought about how to make Bo Er suffer. One day, I took the big bathtub pulled by my brother to Xiang and washed it in the contracted fish pond. When I saw no one around, I sat in the basin to see if it would sink. I didn't expect that a big basin with a diameter of about one meter, like a boat, could actually carry me floating, support me with a big stick and sway to the middle of the pond.

The black plastic basin was thick and steady, so I stood up and rowed the big stick around and had a good time.

At that moment, I suddenly thought of the ghost story of the open-air movie, and I had a prank plan ... Bo Er would sell electric fish in the fish pond at three or four in the morning every day, but the thunder could not move.

Early that morning, I went out quietly, took out a big plastic basin, stole my mother's long hair cut and sold, and came to the pond in the dim moonlight.

I got into the big basin and rowed into the shade covered by sprouting trees. I put my long hair tied to it on my head and put on my shawl. I took out my father's red underwear and held it up like a long tongue, quietly waiting for Bo Er to come out. While waiting, the bamboo forest rustled and a black shadow came out. I was shocked. Did I meet a real ghost?

I paddled the basin and floated to the middle of the pond. I turned my head and saw that it was a fish thief. He's in the water. When I saw a long-haired shawl standing in the middle of the pond with a red tongue, the basin was almost flooded. He couldn't see anything under his feet, so he ran up from the water in horror.

There is a steep slope at the junction of water and shore, and the mud is very slippery. He didn't catch it, but he danced and his feet were as slippery as hot wheels's. He still fell down with a crunchy sound. The clam shell on the steep slope cut his face like a knife, and the man ran away screaming.

My second uncle just came out and was surprised when he heard the noise. He asked, Who? ! Suddenly I saw a ghost with long hair hanging in the middle of the pond. He kept shaking his head and felt that he was wrong.

I didn't have the heart to scare him at that time. I poked at the mud in the water with a long stick and held it hard. The basin soon sailed to the shadows. When Bo Er saw that he could really move, he let out a howl of fear and called the village dog.

He turned his head and ran away. He bumped into a stone fork in front of his house and became lame. He picked up the long bamboo pole at the door and hit it in the pond. It's too far. How can I get a taxi? I laughed internally, and my ears hurt. It turned out that the bamboo pole was my cousin's fishing pole, and the horse hooked the long line to my ear with a hook. Once he pulled, I was almost pulled into the water, and the basin was quickly taken to the shore where he was, hitting the water and sinking.

I sweated with pain and pulled the fishing line with my hand. Bo Er didn't know it was a fishing rod. He thought the ghost was sucked into the air and brought to the shore. He thought he was chasing him, lost his fishing rod and slammed the door, dragging his lame leg and climbing in.

I have a fishhook hanging from my ear. It hurts to drag the fishing rod when running away, so I want to take it down. This hook is barbed and I can't get it off. I'm pulling it with blood. I'm dragging it. When my second uncle's house was boiling, I heard my second aunt swearing: Are you going to die? ! How to climb into bed to pee? ……

My second uncle shouted incoherently: ... I couldn't help it ... There was a ghost ... There was a ghost ... My second aunt shouted: Are you blind again? I'll check it out! I'm surprised. I grabbed the fishing line with my hand and dragged the long stick into the bamboo forest. The stick swung from side to side, and the joint of the stick head and the thread hung on a bamboo, which hooked my ear. I was in tears with pain, covered my ears and jumped a few times, crying and drilling out of the bamboo forest. There was a lot of blood in my coat, so I ran to the reservoir and took it off and washed it. I got up and cried to go home.

Next to the reservoir is my grandfather's house. Frequent urination in the elderly. They are urinating at the door. When they saw a long hair covering their faces in the moonlight, they cried in a low voice and shook their hands with tools, just like drawing a map in an instant.

He turned and ran into the house, tripped on the threshold and fell to the ground.

Grandpa Tang is old. I didn't expect my hair to be taken off. I ran to help him. When he turned around, he saw that he had driven it away. He slammed the latch and burst into tears inside. ...

I hurried home and fell asleep in pain and depression.

The next day, the whole village was boiling. It is said that the child who drowned in the pond many years ago came out, and Grandpa Tang also took out two broken front teeth as evidence, which made people panic for a time.

I hurt my ear, so I got a hat and wore it askew. On the pretext of being afraid, I went to my grandmother's house not far away for a few days. Climb over the wall in the middle of the night, sneak out of grandma's house, sneak into the pond under the bamboo forest, and want to fish out the pot in the water. I suddenly looked up and saw a row of lights on the shore. A Taoist priest sat with his eyes closed and muttered to himself.

It turned out that Bo Er invited a Taoist priest to turn over the dead. I stopped and was about to slip away. Taoists danced wood blade and walked along the pond while burning paper.

The paper is bright, and it's too late to run. In desperation, he sneaked into the pond regardless of the water cooling, revealing half his head, hoping that he would walk over quickly.

The Taoist priest was startled when he heard the sound of water, but there was no one there. He said trembling, I'm sorry ... I'm sorry, I'll leave right after this turn ... I'm in a hurry ... coax ... "He began to speed up his pace quickly. It slipped on a steep slope and he fell into the water with a swish. There is a deep water area. It seems that he doesn't know how to swim. He flutters and cries for help. As soon as I saw that things were serious, I picked up the leather basin and bent down to run to the edge of the basin. Fearing that he would drown, he picked up the lamp on the shore and threw it at Bo Er's closed door. He thumped back to the door, threw the leather pot into the pigsty and ran back to grandma's house. A few days after ....................., there was a meeting in the village. According to the Taoist priest who was rescued in the hospital, a small temple was built beside the pond to worship the spirit of the drowned child, next to which the Taoist priest said turtle essence. I guess the fish thief is afraid to come. When the fish production in the village doubled, the incense flourished.