I was born in a remote mountain village called Fenghuang Village in the southwest. There are beautiful mountains and rivers. There are often some unusual things in the endless mountains.

My name is Fang Nan. When I was five years old, during the Qingming Festival, my father and grandfather and I came to Fenghuang Mountain behind the village to visit our ancestors’ graves.

Our Qingming Festival is very lively. There are many people on the grave mountain. Many idle children are playing around the mountain, and occasionally they are called to kowtow by their elders.

There are six tombs of my ancestors here, but they are a little scattered. After following my grandfather and father worshiping two ancestors in succession, I became a little bored. I happened to meet the fat man Du Ziteng. His grandfather's tomb was not far from my family's ancestral tomb. After saying hello to my father, I started playing with him.

Du Ziteng is only five years old this year, and is 10 months younger than me. His father works in buildings outside and his family is still wealthy in the village. His mother spoils him and eats scattered every day. He is almost 60 kilograms at the age of five. He has to stop and take a breath after climbing for two steps.

His father named him Ziteng because he hoped that his son could fly like a dragon, but he was so happy that his family's surname was Du, so he turned into a stomachache. From childhood to adulthood, this guy was always the subject of laughter.

Although the drizzle was constantly on the clear day, we didn't care. The two picked up two branches and pretended to be heroes and tried to fight each other. Gradually, they attracted more and more children. Du Ziteng was ridiculed again. He pulled me away angrily. In order to comfort him, I didn't pay attention to the direction he was walking. When I came to my senses, there were towering trees around me, and there were no graves, and I didn't know where I was.

"Fang Nan, I'm a little scared." Du Ziteng looked at the gloomy mist around him with a pale face, and could not tell the direction at all.

"Go back!" I calmed down and dragged Du Ziteng, who was tightly holding my arm, carefully walked towards the direction he came. But for some reason, the more we walked back, the higher we were, that is, we were getting farther and farther away from the grave mountain. As a young man, I also noticed something was wrong, and finally stopped and began to distinguish the direction.

"Fang Nan, we seem to have taken the wrong path. This is the way down the mountain." Du Ziteng stretched out his chubby hand from my side and pointed at the direction to our right.

I looked at the terrain carefully and found that it was indeed downhill. Finally, I felt very calm and didn't bother to think about why the direction gap was so big, so I dragged Du Ziteng away.

Half an hour later, I staggered under my feet and tripped by a stone. I got up and rubbed my knees, and found that my knees were bleeding, which made me cry.

"Fang Fangnan" Du Ziteng's voice was something wrong. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, pointed straight ahead, and said, "We seem to be going uphill, yes, it's all uphill, all of them."

Du Ziteng was already scared and incoherent. I turned his eyes blank and then looked along his fingers.

Oh my god! After seeing the situation in front of me clearly, my little heart was so scared that it was so thumping.

"What's going on? We obviously chose the direction of the downhill?" My voice trembled a little, and I subconsciously leaned towards Du Ziteng. I was just escaping for my life, but I didn't notice whether I was running uphill or downhill. No wonder I said why I was so tired when I was running.

Thinking of this, my face changed. We started walking uphill, and then turned around and found that it was also uphill, and then the side was uphill. Moreover, the sky in this woods became darker and darker, as if dark clouds were all gathering in the sky, a little cloudy, and the air was filled with rotten moldy dust, which was completely without the fragrance of grass and trees in the woods.

I gritted my teeth. Although I was only five years old, my stubbornness drove me to pull Du Ziteng and run in the opposite direction again.

Helplessly, it's still uphill!

I didn't believe in evil, so I turned to run wildly, and still went uphill. After struggling like this for several hours, I finally got exhausted and collapsed.

Du Ziteng was so scared that he peed his pants. His scent was so slutty that it made the smell of bad dust in the air less. The smell of urine and the smell of blood on my knees were mixed with the smell of bad dust in the air, which was disgusting.

We are tired and hungry now, but the rain is getting heavier and the sky is getting darker. Under the shadows of trees, it looks as dark as it was at dusk, and the chilly cold wind makes people shudder.

"Run quickly, I don't want to die here!" Du Ziteng, the fat man, was shocked, suddenly pulled me and started running wildly, as if he was crazy, completely ignoring the direction.

I was frightened by Du Ziteng, and was pulled to run by him in a daze. The rain became heavier and heavier, the mountain road became more and more slippery, and my vision began to blur. When I passed by a slope, my feet slid and my whole body rolled down the slope. Du Ziteng couldn't hold me back and stood on the slope crying and howling.

As I rolled down, my consciousness began to blur. In a trance, I found myself falling into a dark and extremely cold hole. I tried hard to open my eyes, but only saw a piece of darkness. As the bone-bone cold air invaded me, my whole body became more and more stiff, and I seemed to see some dark shadows. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't see clearly, and finally I fell asleep in a daze.

I don’t know how long I slept, but suddenly my knees hurt, as if the dry wound was torn apart. Then my body began to become as stiff and cold as a zombie, but a warm current appeared on the eyebrows, and my body gradually became more relaxed.

Then I stood up staggeringly, and in the dream and fantasy, the cave became brighter and I was so shaken that I couldn't open my eyes.

After calming down, I found that there was an extremely bright corridor in front of me. Every meter between the two walls of the corridor, there were skulls hanging on the wall, emitting faint green fire.

"Come on come on"

In a trance, deep in the corridor, an old man wearing a gray-brown robe, with dry hair and shriveled all over his body grinned at me, and I fainted from scare.

When I woke up, I found myself lying on the small wooden bed at home. My grandfather and my parents were looking at me worriedly.

There were seven peach branches beside me, and between each two peach branches, there was a piece of yellow paper. After I was sensible, I realized that those yellow papers were called talisman paper.

Later, Du Ziteng and I were seriously ill, but he got cured in two days, but I lay down for half a month. During this half month, I would have the same dream every night.

"She is your wife, go and dig her out."

In the dream, the terrifying old man stood next to a crystal coffin, pointed at the sleeping zombie in the coffin beside him, told me that it was my wife, and asked me to dig out my wife and get married.

I didn't care twice. I was only five years old and didn't know what my wife was. But this kind of dream happened every day, which eventually aroused my curiosity.

When I was young and ignorant, I pestered my grandfather and asked him to dig out my thousand-year-old zombie wife. When my grandfather heard this, his face changed drastically and he severely stopped me from talking nonsense.

That dream still bothers me every day. I am afraid of my grandfather's majesty. I dare not mention that thing again, but the dreams every night still bother me, and the picture is even clearer. I have seen clearly that my wife is wearing a plain white long skirt and a pair of exquisite pink brocade shoes.

Gradually, I began to giggle during the day, which made my parents and grandfather very anxious. It seemed that my dad had a big fight with my grandfather.

Grandpa personally did a simple ritual for me, but still couldn't suppress the dream. Grandpa's face changed completely. Although he didn't say anything, I could clearly feel my grandpa's fear at the age of five.

"Goudan, this is the long-lived lock inherited by our Fang family. Don't lose it. You should wear it on your body at any time, and don't take it off even if you take a shower."

Grandpa was very serious and then gave me a very simple pure gold long-lived lock, which made me keep pace with him.

The long life lock is not big, only the size of a thumb, but it is very delicate. Perhaps it is because it is too old and the golden luster is a bit dim.

Since then, I no longer dreamed of my wife. For some reason, I was a little disappointed. I quietly found Du Ziteng and asked him to accompany me to dig my wife. As a result, I scared the guy and lay there for two more days.

The small village has many people. Somehow, I have a thousand-year-old zombie daughter-in-law. It has spread all over the small village and even a few villages in a radius. My grandfather turned pale because of anger. He picked up the stick but was unable to beat me.

Since then, my grandfather has practiced at home every day, forty-nine days.

I don’t know if it was the effect of the method or the children’s forgetfulness, but gradually, I forgot about this, but the villagers did not forget it. Every time I saw me, I would ask me, Nanwa, where is your thousand-year-old zombie wife? Did she dig it back?
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