长篇鬼故事 - 狐儿眼

【十】

澈泉山，

澈泉水，

澈泉水里有个狐儿眼。

狐儿眼里金银堆成山，

狐儿眼里淌着黑黑的血，

几时干？

几时干……

姥姥说，老秦在山上跟我说的那个关于狐仙庙的故事，并不是全部，也并不都属实。

她说那只狐狸精叫胡清。他同村长的女儿是真心相爱的。

只是不同种类的界线和村人的恐惧最终分开了他俩，也导致了村长女儿在另嫁后不久便自尽身亡。

她死后不久，胡清也就此失踪不见，村里原本被他压制的瘟疫再度爆发起来。为了避免更多人的死，村人将胡清赠给村长作为定亲物的黑色玉石抬到了澈泉山上，为他修了座庙，终日供奉着，终日向它祷告。过了七七四十九天，庙的下方突然涌出一股山泉，村里人喝后不久瘟疫便消失，村里也逐渐重回生机。

那股山泉便是现今的澈泉。

而那叫做胡清的狐狸精呢？却是再也没有在这村里出现过，只留满山的大小狐狸打洞居住，来来往往。村里人说那些都是胡清同那村长的女儿所生的子嗣，也都是狐仙，所以才如此有灵性，从来不伤村里一只鸡鸭，从来不毁坏村里一点粮食。所以无论多少年，村里人都同那些狐狸和平共处，去往澈泉山祭拜狐仙庙的习俗也从来不变。

听姥姥说着那个故事的另一版本时，我正在车上一边吃着她做的糯米卷，一边望着车窗外飞驰而过的景色。

看得有些出神，以致后来姥姥又说了些什么，我一个字也没有听见，亦忘了手中正咬到一半的点心。

我望见窗外有一道黑色的影子在跟着这辆车飞奔。

自车子出村开始，他始终在后面尾随着，长长的银白色尾巴随着他奔跑的动作在身后划出月牙似的弧度，很漂亮，漂亮得几乎令人落泪。

于是我真的哭了起来。

我不知道自己为什么要这样哭，哭得仿佛泪水怎样也止不住。

而他见此后便不再继续追来。

只停在原地远远地看着我，而姥姥在我身边亦住了嘴，静静地望着我。

时至多年过去，我仍忘不了当时那一幕。

我突然大叫了起来。

叫到司机不得不靠边将车停了下来，随后我等不及车门开便从车窗内跳了出去，然后一边哭一边扬着手里那盒没有吃完的点心，朝着远处那不知究竟是人还是狐的男人奔了过去。

直至靠近他。

看清他的脸，看清他脸上有些诧异又有些快乐的神情，我猛地朝他身上扑了过去。

“胡清……”我大声叫他。

那是我这一辈子开口所说的第一句话。

澈泉山，

澈泉水，

澈泉水里有个狐儿眼。

狐儿眼里没有金银堆成山，

狐儿眼里淌着温柔的泉。

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