Don't look back. Follow the lamp

I'm not a brave person, and I'm afraid to the extreme at this time.

Just imagine a power station in the wilderness. There is no person anywhere. Everyone kneels down in a strange posture in a certain direction and cannot wake up. There are two people with red eyes outside. They are stiff and dragging their feet towards the gate of the factory. It's as if you are the only one in this world who is awake. That fear, that helplessness, how suffocating.

I took out my mobile phone and called the stationmaster, but I couldn't get through. So I called home, hoping to hear the voice of people. The phone rang for a long time before it was connected.

The phone said, "Xiaoyan, did you encounter dirty things?"

I was puzzled for a moment. My heart said how do you know. The voice from the Mobil is old and strange. I don't know who it is for a while.

I asked, "is that you,dad?"

The phone said, "your parents are sleeping. Shh, let's keep our voices down. Don't make them awake."

I asked, "who is this?"

"Xiao Yan, you can't even hear my voice. I'm your grandfather," he said.

I was scared out of a cold sweat. My mobile phone fell to the ground. My hands and feet were shaking. The cold sweat on my back soaked my pajamas, but I didn't notice it.

It's been eight years since grandpa died. How can he answer the phone? Someone must be playing a prank. Yes, it must be. Listen carefully,the voice on the phone is different from Grandpa's. I can't say exactly what the difference is. After all, it has been eight years, and I'm about to forget all about Grandpa's voice.

But in this evening, a man who called himself grandpa answered the phone at my house, which still scared me a lot, especially on such a weird night.

I picked up my mobile phone and quickly hung it up. I ran back to the dormitory, locked the doors and windows, and turned on the TV to the maximum. It was a little better. But my heart kept pounding ,i could not calm down.

At this time, a voice came from the phone: "Xiao Yan, what are you doing? Why so noisy?"

I shivered and throw my cell phone away. I already hung up the phone, how It be. After a while, I encourage myself to light up the mobile phone screen. At a glance, I saw that the mobile phone was on the desktop and did not connect the phone.

The voice didn't stop: "Xiao Yan, don't scare me."

I almost cried: "don't scare me. Who are you?"

The voice said, "are you confused by dirty things? I'm your grandfather."

I yelled: "you are not. My grandfather passed away eight years ago. Who are you?"

There was a silence and said, "Xiao Yan, don't be afraid. I'm really your grandfather. I'll show you."

The light flashed twice and went out. I was startled and i know that there was an accident in the factory. throw the window.,It was dark and the street lights were out.

There was definitely an accident in the factory.

People working in the power station know that there are several backup schemes for auxiliary power supply. Even if one of the power supply fails, the standby power supply will be switched to continue to supply power under the function of standby automatic switching, and the lighting in the living area will be restored instantly.

At this moment, all the lights are off. There is only one possibility. The whole system is out of order and all the power is gone.

According to the regulations, the emergency plan shall be started in this case, and the person in charge shall immediately rush to the central control room to handle it, and the black start unit shall restore the auxiliary power.

But in that situation outside, I would not go out even if I were killed. I contacted the central control room with an internal telephone, but no one answered. Then I contacted the centralized control, but I didn't get through.

At this time, the mobile phone will automatically connect to the video. In the green light, I saw a blurred picture.

The whole picture is occupied by one face. In fact, it is not accurate to say that it is a face. Because that face was covered with a piece of straw paper. I can recognize that it was covered on the face of the deceased when he was buried after the old man (we call him the old man after he died).

Why do I dare to be so sure? I saw it with my own eyes when grandpa died. The lens of the picture is gradually drawn away, and then we see the panorama. The background was dark, as if it were deep darkness. The man with yellow paper on his face, his hands hanging on both sides of his body, was wearing a black shroud.

On the side of the man, there was a long thing. I carefully identified it as a long smoke pole with a copper pot and a copper mouth.

I immediately recognized that the man in the shroud was Grandpa. Grandpa's cigarette rod, I didn't know how many times I played it when I was a child. I can't cook it any more.

Grandpa has been around for eight years. Why can he make a video? I have no idea how to think.

The voice on the phone said: "Xiaoyan, don't be afraid. Grandpa can't hurt you. You listen to Grandpa, open the door and go out."

I thought to myself, it was dark outside, and all the people in the station were kneeling like walking corpses. I went out of the room to look for death.

The voice seemed to hear my voice and said: "Xiaoyan, you have been fascinated by ghosts. You look in the room, but you are not. If you take a few more steps, you will fall into the river."

I can't believe it. I don't even understand why grandpa died for eight years, and he doesn't look rotten at all. Besides, the strange thing that the dead can still make videos, I can't believe what he said.

At this time, I heard the sound of someone scratching the window, which made me feel very uncomfortable. Asked: "which?"

No one answered. I took out the dagger from the table and ventured to the window. I opened the curtain and saw a pair of green eyes through the glass. I can't see the man's face clearly. Just those green eyes made me almost run away.

The man stared at me and suddenly grinned with a strange grin. The opening of the corners of his mouth completely exceeded the limit of normal people. Then he pressed his hands on the glass and began to scratch.

You can imagine that in the dead of night, a person grins at you, green eyes stare at you, fingernails scratch the glass and make harsh noise. The atmosphere is suffocating.

There are walking corpses in the front, and there are videos of dead people and you in the back. I don't know how you feel when you meet this situation. Anyway, I'm on the verge of collapse.

A voice came from the phone: "Xiao Yan, don't hesitate. If you don't leave, you won't grow old.

I was going to look back at my mobile phone. The voice said, "don't look back. Don't look back."

I think of what grandpa said. Don't look back. Once you look back, your momentum will weaken. Dirty things will blow out the flames on you.

The sound of scratching the window became louder and louder. I can hear that the number of people has increased. Look at that posture. Sooner or later, the window glass will be scratched. It is puzzling that the glass that can be broken with one punch. Why do those weird people not break through the window, but instead take the trouble to scratch with their nails.

When people are in extreme fear, they are easy to be confused. The voice inside the mobile phone is like a straw that can save lives. Even if it is poison, they can not care so much at this time.

I picked up my mobile phone and opened the door. On the corridor, the emergency lights were dim and dim. I saw a dense group of more than 20 colleagues, stiff as zombies, dragging their legs to the door of his room.

Their eyes are all green without exception. They stare at me directly. It's like staring at prey. Yes, it's the feeling of hunters staring at their prey.

The grandfather's voice in the mobile phone said: "stand tall and stand firm, do guaidah (dialect, the meaning of things), run quickly, run as fast as you can."

I asked, "what does it mean to stand tall and upright?"

Grandpa's voice said: "did these guys with dirty things kneel on the ground and hold their hands in the air, as if they were holding a child?"

I nodded, considering that Grandpa couldn't see the way I nodded, eh.

Grandpa's voice said: "that's right. There are gods when you raise your head three feet. It's different to see ghosts when you lower your head. If you hold your hands up to the sky, it's the sky. If you kneel down, it's the ground."

I was immediately shocked by Redley. If the Chinese teacher knew that I explained the idiom of "indomitable", would he slap me to death?

Grandpa's voice continued: "the reason why they knelt up in such a strange posture is that in front of them, there is a little ghost holding their hands. The little ghosts are domesticated, and they have no entity, so they need to complete their ceremony in a clanging way."

As I ran downstairs, I asked, "ceremony, what ceremony is it? What is it for? Why are you looking for me?"

Grandpa's voice said: "I was worshiping their ancestors. After the ceremony, I will find a living person to live with the guy who set up this bureau. Ha'er (at this moment), you are the only living person. Who do you want to find?"

I took a breath and asked, "are you saying they are all dead?"

Grandpa's voice said: "it can't be said that they are dead, of course, it can't be said that they are old. Their spirits and spirits are damaged. You can see tomorrow whether they are all like eggplants beaten with frost and are listless."

My heart says that even if I toss and toss all night, I can't keep my spirits up.

Grandpa seemed to hear what I said in my heart: "don't believe it. Have you ever had that kind of experience? You slept very well, but you didn't have any energy? I nodded my head. I often felt this way. Grandpa's voice said: "That's how the soul is damaged. However, a normal person's soul is slightly damaged. He will recover sooner or later if he has the body to warm up. That's why he will be refreshed after a good rest."

This is the first time I have heard such an explanation. Isn't it to cultivate and restore cell vitality? Anyway, the public said that the public was reasonable, and the woman said that the woman was reasonable. I am not in the mood to think about it now.

I had already run out of the gate. It was dark outside and I couldn't see my fingers. I didn't know where to run. I heard the rustle behind me, and those colleagues who stood tall and upright had already followed me from upstairs and chased me.

Grandpa's voice said: "you hold your little finger with your thumb, and the other three fingers are cocked up. Follow up and pat your left hand on your right shoulder, and your right hand on your left shoulder. Shoot from top to bottom. Remember, you can only shoot once."

I didn't know what the point was, but I did it. They clapped each other on their shoulders with that strange gesture and asked, "then?"

Grandpa's voice said, "look ahead."

I looked forward and saw a hand-held lamp in the dark. The lamp was like a bean, and it was suspended in the air. The hanging oil lamp is the same as the horse lamp used before, but the material is brass. It has no basis and is suspended in the air, which gives a great visual impact.

I've been scared for several days, and I'm almost numb. Behind me, a group of colleagues who were entangled by children were chasing after me. The lantern that appeared out of thin air can no longer make me afraid.

But the shadows of ghosts around the lantern really scared me.

Grandpa's voice said, "follow the lamp and never look back."