The legend of poplar

Time flies, the years are long.

How many spring, summer, autumn and winter seem to be a small village winding along the river overnight? In the memory of many villagers, almost all the trees in the village have been planted for several times, and the big poplar tree at the bridge at the entrance of the village is still flourishing.

The small village is located on the levee of the river bank, and a bridge connects the road outside. Villagers have to pass under a big poplar tree when they go in and out of the village. Bridges and roads have been rebuilt two or three times in history, and all the trees around them have been cut down, but no one dares to think of poplars.

In spring, as soon as all the trees germinate, the poplars turn green early. In autumn, the earth withers and leaves are still flourishing, and the sun is covered with shade. Many banners hanging on the tree add a bit of mystery to this big poplar.

This is the oldest and largest tree in the village. Too big for a man with open arms. No one knows when and who planted it, and no one knows when it began to have those scary legends.

Everyone in the village knows that there is a big fairy on the poplar tree, and people dare to call it a dog essence in private!

Since ancient times, humans and trees have had an indissoluble bond. Especially on the plains, if there is the biggest tree in any village, there must be many stories without asking. In the game of survival with nature, people always give trees a lot of aura.

In the past, women were often possessed by ghosts in rural areas, but there will be big fairy dog spirits on poplars here. It is said that one of the few dogs named Teng in the village lived there after he became a sperm, and the exact age cannot be verified.

Ghost possession generally occurs in rural women, and it has been passed down because women are weak, and those monsters find women to possess. The villagers call this situation "Xia". When "coming down", people will talk as ghosts, and he can make clear those things in the past. Seeing people you know can be called seven aunts, eight aunts, three uncles and two uncles as souls, which makes people puzzled. Children will be afraid when they see it, but the elderly adults in the village are not afraid, and they will talk frankly with this soul.

Once, Poplar's dog spirit was attached to a woman in the village. There is a Dalai Lama in the village, who usually works in the county seat, which is ten or twenty miles away from the village. Every day, he rides a bike in Daiyue. It happened to him, so I don't believe it. Bet with a woman possessed by a dog spirit on the spot, saying that if you can let me see you tonight, I will believe you and not let me see you is a lie!

The woman possessed by the dog spirit said, "OK, then let's meet at the crossroads near your home in the east of the village at midnight tonight, and be there or be square."

In an instant, the woman lay on the ground, took a long breath, and her face was at a loss, slowly recovering her original consciousness.

The people who came to watch the excitement talked about the rules handed down by their ancestors. When a cat and dog died, they had to cut off four claws and bury them. It is estimated that Teng's family forgot to do this, and the dog's soul ran out and became fine.

I think there is no dog essence, which is caused by diseases that don't know why. And said to the villagers present: "I will go to see it at the appointed time tonight, so I don't believe in this evil!" " "

In winter in rural areas, villagers go to bed early when they have nothing to do, and their families have a rest. He sat alone under the kerosene lamp in the room and waited, guessing that by this time, he picked up the flashlight he had already prepared and went out.

The night is dark and quiet, and there are stars in the sky. Those families at the head of the village have fallen asleep. Da Lai held a flashlight with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and the light beam swayed in the alley with the shaking of his arm. You said you were not afraid of crazy talk during the day, right? At the moment, because of this matter, I am not afraid that it is false at all. But curiosity made him want to know the truth. When I arrived at the place, I suddenly had the idea of retreating. I was riding a tiger and hesitated. In this way, I knocked on the side drum in my heart, stuffy head involuntarily walked to the alley mouth.

Immediately to the alley mouth, Daley looked intently down the flashlight beam, but saw nothing. The exit of the alley is the meeting place agreed by both parties during the day. The flashlight swept around first and saw nothing. He thinks he seems to have really cheated an honest man. At this time, I heard a slight wheezing in the firewood pile by the river, which was mainly caused by my subconscious reaching out and turning on the light. At first glance, his hair stood on end, his scalp was numb, he gasped, his chin shook, and his whole body suddenly got goose bumps.

"Damn it!"

At present, a black animal like a calf stared at him with gloomy green light in the light of a flashlight. In an instant, his hair was broken, he panicked and his mind was blank. I blurted out, "Ouch!" Turn around and run home.

The next day, the villagers asked about Dalai and Dog Essence. He kept silent with a frightened face. From then on, he went to work in the city, didn't leave until dawn, and would get home before dark. Change the habit of getting up early and getting greedy for the dark for many years.

Maybe it's because this person likes to laugh and laugh on weekdays, and that confused mouth is just joking. Anyway, when I asked him later, the goods always just laughed.

Paddy fields, yes, and paddy fields. Paddy field is an old neighbor who is several years older than me. When he was a child, his father managed the collective apple orchard. Fiona Fang's big garden is in the field behind Ma Pingchuan village. At the northernmost part of the orchard, there is a mound hut with only a small bed, how tall one person is. Outside the hut, there is a tomb of unclear age. Rice field and father sleep in this hut.

I ate at home on a summer night. It looks like thunder is rumbling and it's going to rain. Father asked paddy field to go to the apple orchard first, and he packed the things in the yard into the house before going.

I went out to sleep alone in the dark in the paddy field, and soon I arrived at the orchard, with lightning and thunder, and heavy rain. This humble hut was only used to guard the apple orchard in summer and abandoned in winter. Therefore, there is not even a door at ordinary times. It is false for teenagers to say that they are not afraid in such an environment. Rural people often say that "the distance is afraid of water, and the distance is afraid of ghosts". Only the tomb with a partition wall is familiar, and the psychological pressure is great enough.

He prayed that his father would come early. It's raining so hard that he may not be able to come for a while. No choice but to bite the bullet and fall asleep in the stormy weather. I don't know what time it is in the middle of the night, but the sharp thunder accompanied by inexplicable wind and rain exploded on the roof one after another. The blue light of the earth passes through the lookout around the hut, making the little hut look like day. The strange wind and rain I have never seen seems to crush it and tear it.

The rice fields were awakened. Suddenly, he heard the shortness of breath by the bed. He opened his eyes and saw a big and strong dog standing beside the super lightning panting. The dog was soaked to the skin, looked low and embarrassed after being attacked in the rain, and his green eyes were at a loss.

Paddy field's heart was about to jump out and shouted, "Oh, my God!" "

I only saw his round mouth, but he couldn't make a sound. The daylights out subconsciously pulled the sheets and covered her head with trembling.

I don't know when the wind stopped and the rain stopped. Dawn, the sun came out, and everything was the same. Woke up in this thatched cottage, the paddy field was still frightened and never came back, thinking about the vivid scene last night.

In the morning, at the end of the apple orchard a few hundred meters away, another grandfather sleeping in a thatched cottage came over. This old pedant usually knows some gossip about Yin and Yang, and anyone in the village will look for him if there is anything strange.

Seeing the rice fields, he asked, "Your father?"

When he knew that Shuitian slept here alone last night, his eyes widened in confusion.

Rice field described what happened last night to the old people. He said something was wrong with the weather at night. He came to see your father early in the morning and couldn't help telling him, "that's the dog spirit on the poplar tree at the entrance to the village." It's a demon. God sent a god to take it away in order to prevent it from hurting human beings again. It knows that God protects people, there is nowhere to escape to you, and it protects itself by popularity. "

Since then, the story of watching dog essence in paddy field has been circulated privately in the village. But everyone has scruples, and no one dares to say it publicly.

Time flies, how many years have passed. Once when I went back to my hometown, I met a paddy field that had been in existence for more than half a year. Rice field said, "It's true!" "

More and earlier legends cannot be realized. For example, the car of the daughter-in-law in the neighboring village passes by an poplar tree, and the bride and groom share the same bed at night. The groom always feels that the bride is covered in dog hair. Later, the bride died of drinking pesticides. Some people say that dog spirits are possessed by poplars.

There is also a midwife from a neighboring village who was invited by a carriage to deliver the baby at midnight. The newborn child has a small tail on his ass. The enthusiastic host insisted that she leave after dinner, and the uneasy midwife was full of doubts and wanted to go home early. People got into the carriage and sent it enthusiastically. As we approached the midwife village, the chicken suddenly crowed, and the midwife sat on the ground with nothing around her.

There are many legends about poplars in the village.

Today, this big poplar still stands at the bridgehead of the village entrance, and the villagers still walk under it when they come and go.

Perhaps, these legends will be handed down from generation to generation, and this small village will be painted with a mysterious color forever.