Fang Lao said that year he came to Hong Kong Island from the mainland and ran to one of his distant uncles, whose uncle was a martial arts museum, and there were many disciples under his hands.At that time, there were many military halls in Hong Kong Island, which is the prototype of the current community.

He did not pass normally, but swam past, and many people swam to Hong Kong Island in those years, and more than half of them died at sea.

That night, he just went into the water, it rained heavily, thunder and lightning, wind and rain, he struggled to swim for a long time, and finally finally swam, the line of sight is blurred, the whole sea is dark, can not see the end.

He thought he was about to die, did not think that a driftwood floated in the sea, he fell on the driftwood and fainted.

I don't know how long, he woke up and found himself lying on a beach, he was very happy, he thought he arrived at Hong Kong Island, got up, in front of a large forest, he walked in the woods for a long time, finally saw a village.

It was a very typical fishing village, all of which were tile houses, which looked very backward, almost like the mainland at that time.

He was somewhat surprised, did not all say that the island is full of gold, people are rich in oil?Why do you look so poor?

He had some doubts, was this really the island?Will it go back to the mainland with the sea?

He was tired and hungry, and wanted to go into the village to order food.As soon as he entered the village, he found the village strange.

The families in the village were closed with doors and windows, and people could be seen inside from the windows, but no one came out to walk around and did not make a fire to cook.He knocked on several doors and no one opened it.

He could not do it, so he had to go inside and walk, and he saw a three-in-one house, like the old society landlord.Under the eaves were two white lanterns, with a "dung" word written on the lantern, and white silk hanging on the lintel, apparently dead, in the funeral.

The door was not related, he knocked on the door, and no one came to respond, and went in.

Entering the door is a patio, opposite the patio is the main hall, there is a coffin on the main hall, a few people sitting in front of the coffin, is guarding the spirit.

Generally, the funeral, to invite guests to eat, he wanted to rub a meal to eat, he went straight in, picked up the incense, and gave the owner of the coffin to honor the three incense.

He looked over and found three women sitting next to the coffin, all of whom wore a white veil, which was a strange veil, and covered the whole head, and then there were three looms in front of the three people, and the three were woven.

He chuckled his heart, suddenly remembered that a long time ago, people had heard that in the coastal areas, there were strange customs in some places, and after people died, in addition to wearing a life jacket, they had to wear a white veil, called a hood, which is said to be a tradition handed down from the Tang Dynasty.

He went up to say hello to the three women, who did not care for him at all and put themselves on the spinning.

At that time, he was young and vigorous, and with martial arts, he was not afraid of these ghosts and spirits, so he came out of the hall and went to the back room to find something to eat.

There was no one in the back room, there was no light, he touched the kitchen, turned over for half a day, only to turn out the two already removed buns.

He gorged and ate the bun, still felt hungry, but he could only endure, and was too sleepy, casually looking for a room to go in, went to bed, and fell asleep.

I don't know how long he slept, he heard the sound of a pimple in the house, and suddenly woke up.

There was no dawn outside, the house was very dark, he got out of bed, but found some strange feet, touched on the ground, picked up and looked at it, actually hair.

The whole house, the ground was full of hair.

These hairs are full of a strong fishy smell, as if they have just been picked up from the bottom of the sea, and they are wet and wet when touched.

He was surprised, hurried back to bed, found a few hair on his feet, he pulled the hair down, but found that the hair actually grew on the soles of his feet.

He gritted his teeth, endured the sharp pain, and ragged the hair out of the flesh, ruffing his feet full of blood.

The hair did not crawl into the bed, but only surged on the ground for a while, and suddenly retreated.

He hurried out of the house, and did not dare to go from the front hall, but turned out from the backyard.

He trotted all the way out of the village, and went back to the beach, but his stomach was in pain, and his stomach began to surging, like something to climb out of his stomach.

He suddenly remembered that the seventh mother had given him a pill, saying that if there was something like a ghost's upper body, she could take the pill.

He had been close to take what his seven mother had given him, touched it, biting the wax pill, and inside it was a red pill, which he swallowed in one bite, and it was not long before his stomach rang.

The movement was still very large, like thunder or drumming, and it rang for half an hour, and he went to the forest to pull his stomach several times, not to pull out the feces, but a clump of black hair.

After that, he felt relaxed.

He finally understood that this was definitely not Hong Kong Island, and he might have been to a very scary place, so he found the driftwood before and jumped into the sea and drifted with the water.

After four days of floating in the sea, he was starving to death, and finally met a fishing boat on Hong Kong Island, rescued him, sent him to Hong Kong Island, and survived.

Later, he found his uncle, followed his uncle to fight the world, and set a foundation.

Forty years later, this matter has always been hidden in the depths of his memory, and he often dreamed when he was young, that he was still on that terrible island, full of terrible hair.

When I heard the story, I thought about the records in the book and said, "Fang Lao, you may have encountered a ghost island."

“The ghost island?”The old man’s face was a little pale.

I nodded, “Faga, in ancient times people went out to sea to fish, and after the storm, they occasionally flowed to some strange islands, which were not found on the map.Sometimes the island is a strange uninhabited village, sometimes it is a crowded market, sometimes it is a high-gate house, and some people have met beautiful beautiful women living on it.However, these islands are not real islands, but ghost islands that are drowned in the sea, and the ghost islands of resentment!On the ghost island, nine dead life, even if they return, will die seriously.Fang Lao is lucky, there are pills sent by my grandmother, and then I am quick to leave by driftwood, otherwise you would have died forty years ago."

Fang Lao said, “Is my illness today also related to the ghost island?”

I said, “When you took my grandmother’s pill, the pill called ‘Eight Poisons and Red Pills’ was made of eight precious poisons, which was wistible to dispel the resentment that invaded the body.You take this medicine, the body's anger must be cleared, today your disease is also caused by the ghost's grievances, but only recently infected."

Fang old man, who was old, immediately heard something in my words: “I haven’t been out recently, where do I get angry?”

Instead of answering his question at once, I asked, “When did your wife marry you?”

Fang Lao’s eyes flashed a smear of light: “You mean... A Jing has a problem?”

I laughed and said, “Can you tell me about your wife?”

Fang Lao said that his little wife, named Zeng Jing, came from the mainland to his house to be a servant.Because she looks very similar to my grandmother's seven mothers, Fang Lao immediately looked at her, she was very old and very good, very considerate, took care of the elderly, never married in her life, and married her as a wife.

At first, many people objected, because this woman was 40 years old and carrying a son with a towing oil bottle.But the old man lined up and held a wedding with Zeng Jing.

Fang Lao said that he thought of the seven mothers all his life, and now they are about to enter the earth, it is impossible to marry the seven mothers, and can marry one who looks like the seven mothers, but it is also a matter of heart.

I heard a little speechless, grandmother, grandmother, you see how deeply you have hurt this man.

After the marriage of Zeng Jing and Fang Lao, everything was normal and there was no place for anything out of place.

I said, “Think again, when did your illness start?”Did something strange happen before the symptoms came up?”

Fang thought for a long time and said, "There is no strange thing, just saw a card in the quiet bedroom."