The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 6 Nightmare
When I mentioned that incident, my grandfather got up, walked back and forth several times with his hands behind his back, and finally heaved a long sigh: "Child, remember, ghosts in this world are not the most sinister, the most sinister , is the human heart!"

My mind suddenly couldn't turn a corner, and I thought that this is talking about ghosts, why did I run into people's hearts again?
But I was only seven years old that year, and although I remember these words very clearly, I was far from understanding them thoroughly.

At the age of seven or eight, the age at which even a dog would hate it, I soon forgot about it, and said with a lick of my face, "Grandpa, why don't you teach me how to catch ghosts! How fun is this? "

I put up two fingers and made a POSS imitating how my grandpa wields a mahogany sword.

Grandpa smiled and bent down, pinched my little face and said, "Aren't you afraid of ghosts?"

I immediately raised my chest and looked up: "Don't be afraid!"

Then I lowered my head with a guilty conscience: "I'm still a little scared."

Unexpectedly, my grandpa hit me on the head violently: "You are young, you don't study hard, how can you learn to catch ghosts?"

I rubbed my head and said, "Didn't you say that you want me to inherit the family lineage and become a great ghost doctor like you in the future?"

Grandpa suddenly raised his beard and eyebrows: "Little brat, I told you to be like me in the future, I didn't tell you to be like me now! What's the matter? Isn't it a little magic stick?"

I stuck out my tongue, looked at Grandpa blowing his beard and staring at his eyes, and didn't dare to say anything.

"Come on, come home with me and go to sleep. If you don't sleep until midnight, you will be late for school during the day."

In an instant, Grandpa changed from the old man exuding a fierce aura to a kind and amiable old man, and led me home with his hands behind his back.

When I entered the door, my grandfather gave me a hand and said: "Remember, you are not allowed to mention that you went to the medical clinic with your mother, otherwise..."

I showed a pair of gaping teeth and said with a smile, "How?"

Grandpa smiled: "Otherwise you won't be able to eat popcorn in the future."

I surrender immediately!I will definitely not let my stomach suffer because of my lax mouth.

When I got home with my grandfather, I glanced at the old clock on the wall, and it was already past two o'clock in the morning.

I found that I was born heartless, and I just saw two ghosts when I went out. I thought, if it were other children, they would be too scared to fall asleep, or they should be too excited to fall asleep.My eyelids are fighting and I want to sleep.

In my sleep, I seemed to dream of a man talking to me. The man was tall and mighty, but he couldn't see his face clearly. He touched my head majestically and lovingly, and talked to me.

But I looked at him disgustedly, pulled his nasty palm away, and said something angrily and loudly.

Then the picture changed, the image of the man became very cold, he said something to me coldly, and then we, we fought.

As a result, it goes without saying that, with my age of seven and a half years and my physical strength, how could I beat that tall and mighty man? Half of it, just slap your ass with a big slap.

While smoking and cursing, I could only resist with powerless teeth and claws.

"Xiao Ning, Xiao Ning, wake up, wake up, it's time to go to school!"

In a burst of soft-spoken shouts, I opened my eyes and saw my mother looking at me with concern.

"What's wrong with you? Have you had a nightmare?"

My mother looked me up and down and made me feel loved from the bottom of my heart.

I scratched the back of my head, trying to remember what the man in the dream said to me, why did I look at him so disgusted?
But I found that I couldn't remember at all.

To be honest, I have had this dream more than once, and I have often had this dream since I was sensible, so that the figure of the man in the dream has become my nightmare.

Perhaps this is also the reason why I am not particularly afraid of ghosts, because the man in the dream, he has been following me like a ghost, coming out every now and then to educate me.

I didn't tell my mother about this because I was afraid she would worry.

Although I was young, I knew from an early age that it was not easy for my mother. I was raised by myself and had to take care of my grandpa, so no matter what happened, I tried not to let my mother worry about it.

"Nightmare? Ah? No! I slept a little late last night and felt a little sleepy."

I rubbed my dry eyelids and said.

"Going to bed late? Didn't you go to bed after eating? Why are you still so sleepy?"

I saw my mother's suspicious eyes, and I knew that I had slipped up, and I didn't know how to explain it.

Fortunately, my grandfather came in at this time, and said, "Boys, the older you get, the more sleepy you will be. At my age, you will sleep less."

After finishing speaking, the old man picked up the cigarette bag and pot from the kang and walked out.

Then my mother pointed to the old wall clock and said: "Okay, hurry up and have breakfast, I'm going to be late soon."

I hurriedly turned over and got up from the kang, and looked at the old wall clock. The hour hand was already pointing to 06:30. It was broken, and the bus would arrive at the entrance of the village in 10 minutes.

I put on my clothes in a panic, stepped on my schoolbag, and ran out in a hurry. When I lifted the curtain, I saw grandpa sitting at a small table in the yard, drinking soy milk and eating my mother’s cooking. The big meat bun smiled at me wickedly.

I ran to the table in a few steps, picked up a bowl of soy milk and gulped it up, wiped my mouth, picked up two big meat buns and ran out.

After running for two steps, I turned around and saw that my mother was still in the house, not knowing what she was packing up, and then tiptoed to my grandpa, and said quietly, "Thank you, grandpa."

Then turned around and ran towards the entrance of the village.

"Little ghost."

My grandfather laughed and cursed, and picked up his pipe from the table.

As soon as I ran out of the gate, I heard bursts of crying and shouting, which sounded particularly haunting early in the morning.

With the experience of last night, I am particularly sensitive to these slightly weird noises, and the first thing I think of is that it has something to do with ghosts.

I don't know if other people have that kind of fear and curiosity, anyway, I have this kind of psychology.

After careful identification of the direction, the crying sound came from Grandpa Liu's house next door. I felt a surge of excitement in my heart, and immediately thought of Liu Quan, the sick and dead ghost last night. Could it be that guy Liu Quan who did the trick?It also paid off too quickly.

I glanced at the entrance of the village, and there were many children and adults standing there waiting for the bus to go to the town.Look at it like this, the car hasn't arrived yet, why don't you take this opportunity to see what's going on with the crying?
I didn't even have time to think for a second, curiosity overcame everything, and I couldn't help walking towards the wall of Liu's house.

Why is it on the wall?This kind of thing must be watched secretly. Grandpa Liu lives next door to mine. If my grandpa catches me, won't I be beaten?
As for whether it was caused by Liu Quan, the sick and dying ghost, if it was another ghost, I might still be a little scared. I am not afraid of this kid. I have seen my real body last night, so I no longer have any fear.

Besides, in broad daylight, ghosts should be afraid of me.

The earthen walls in the countryside were not very high. I quietly came to the base of the wall of Grandpa Liu’s house, stepped on a big stone, and looked in like a thief.

It’s okay if you don’t look at it, this look almost scared me so much that I fell off the wall.

(End of this chapter)