The last substance from Phran Chum

By Tee Wannakorn

On one occasion, I had the opportunity to visit Aming in Kalasin Province on this past Saturday. With my father, mother and me riding in a private car, when we arrived, Aming's house welcomed us very well and prepared a large set of rice and fish for us to eat together. While eating, we chatted and asked about each other's welfare until nightfall. As my father's older brother, he asked Uncle Ming to spend the night with him at this house, and Uncle Ming had no objection whatsoever. Allow us visitors to live in our own home.

Aming and I both love each other very closely. Whenever we have the opportunity to visit, we take us to see the village. Take him to buy all the miscellaneous things.

Aming normally goes into the forest 2-3 times a month, traveling a little closer to the park boundary. But the authorities have just issued an order declaring the forest in the area where Aming regularly goes to be a reserved forest area. This is a long time ago. Personally, he likes to go into the forest, hunt, shoot birds, do his own fishing, like a person with money. Except for the protected wild animals that you will never touch.

The night I spent the night at Aming's house, I accidentally came across a large old book. It sits on the table next to your television. Its appearance was a thick book with a pale yellow hardcover covered in dust. On the cover it was written “Life in the Forest.” I became suspicious so I hurriedly left the room and called Ah Ming to come in and look at the things. It's strange to me above.

“Is something wrong, Tee?” Aming asked, looking confused. I pointed at the book and said,

“That book has an interesting name, ah.”

When Ah Ming looked at him, he smiled and laughed in amusement and replied,

“Oh, it's nothing. It's my uncle's hiking journal. The cover page is written so neatly."

But when I got to this point, he suddenly stopped and turned around and asked me in a simple manner,

"Oh...sure, but there's one very interesting story that was recorded in the last year or six. Would you like to read it?"

At first I was hesitant and couldn't decide how to answer, but as my interest increased. Immediately he answered Aming in a clear voice,

"Uh...okay, if it's not rude."

“Oh, I don't mind. Here, I'm going to fold the page over and let you sit and read it. Then you will know how interesting it is.”

Having said that, he picked up the old notebook and dusted it off until it spread everywhere. He opened his eyes and read for a moment, then folded one corner of the notebook and handed it to me.

I received it with excitement and was ready to read it. And as soon as Ah Ming's figure was out of sight, he left the room. I walked over to a sofa in the corner of the room and sat down, opened the notebook page as Ah Ming had folded it, and read it in my mind. The article in the book from the first page of the story until the end is written as follows.....

March 18, 2003 I left my house early in the morning, having already packed all the luggage I needed. and headed to the destination which is Ban Nonchai, near the forest area where I already like to go. I arrived at the entrance of the village at around 5:00 a.m., close to 6:00 a.m.

My Colorado slowly moved through the alleys of the village. Until it came to a stop in front of the house of a person I was familiar with. That's right, Ban Phran Chum Phran is my trusty guide. I honked the horn a few times. In that moment, an old woman with gray hair all over her head walked out and opened the old gate of the house. That old woman was Phran Chum's mother.

When the car moved to park under the shade of Neem next to the house I turned the engine on for a while and then turned off the engine until it was completely silent. With the car door open, he stepped down normally.

“Father Ming said he was in a familiar car. Is there something wrong?” Phran Chum's mother asked.

“Yes, Grandma, it's me. I mean...I'm coming to see Phran Chum." I replied politely.

"Oh....oh, oh...Jao Chum went out into the forest for several days and hasn't returned yet. Until now, I don't know any news at all, Dad..."

“Oh!!! It's like that. Now, who will guide me to Don Isuwan? Just came here again last week. I thought I'd let you lead the way, but I'm really attracted to that place. If I go myself, I'm afraid of getting lost because I've only been there once. It's not like other places,” I said, looking startled.

“I've come to travel, Father Ming. Chao Chum said that he was going to don the civet. He thought he was going to get some meat for his wife, and until now he still hasn't seen her head. Grandma herself is waiting here for a bad temper.”

The mother's last sentence had a somber tone and expression, her eyes clearly indicating concern. But then suddenly, someone else's clear voice rang out.

“Is something wrong, Mom? Who came?”

When I turned to find the source of the voice, I found that it was Phran Chum's wife, Oi, walking towards the direction where Phran Chum's mother and I were talking. But now she walks with little flexibility because of her pregnant belly. As soon as she walked up to meet me, she raised her hand to salute. I saluted in return as well.

“Is it Mr. Ming who came to see Brother Chum?” she asked in a normal tone.

I nodded and said,

“Yes..but I already know that Phran Chum isn't here. But...how long has he been in the forest?”

“About four or five days ago, sir.”

“Oh...it's been a long time. So you haven't received any news at all?"

“Not at all, sir. It's so quiet. My mother and I are very worried about what might happen.”

“It shouldn't be possible for someone like Phran Chum. If it's going to be this long, I wonder if I still won't get what I want as much as I should,” I said comfortingly.

“Please let it be like that, Mr. Ming. Both of us are waiting at home for a long time, but I think there is hope to see each other like this.”

“Do you want it like this, Oi?...I'm here today. If there are any more good hunters in the village, I'll have him lead the way to Don I-see to find the Chum hunter.” I offered with the utmost heart.

When Oi heard this, her eyes lit up and she was clearly delighted. She tilted her head to think for a moment and said,

“Yes, sir, there is one person who is a bit older at the end of the village. Thank you very much for helping me find Brother Chum. I'll tell you to get your younger brother, Brother Chum, to come and find you."

I myself nodded in agreement. At the end of that sentence, she called out to Mr. Cherd, who was in the house, to come down and see her. Then he told the whole story. At the same time, Mr. Cherd accepted the word and left to follow Oi's orders easily.

The sky began to shine brighter and brighter. The sound of chickens in the coops of nearby houses and the owners' houses all crowed loudly. At that time I was sitting and eating deliciously wrapped fried pork sticky rice from home. In his mind, he thought that if he met Phran Chum's face, he would immediately invite him to come home to his younger brother, his wife, and his mother.

Suddenly, someone's voice called my name. When he turned to look at the source of the sound, he found that it was the master puppeteer who was smiling and greeting him, and next to him was a man walking beside him. That man, if we were to estimate the criteria, would be around 50-55 years old. Tall and thin, he wore a gray beard that grew from the corner of his mouth to a goatee on his chin.

On his head he wore an old, worn-out loincloth. The eyes were fierce but not likely to be dangerous. Dark skin from the sun A tiger's fang hung around his neck. Wearing a mohom shirt and long black pants, looking disheveled like a forest dweller. Carrying a black bag slanted to the right, he held a shotgun.

And he was wearing ordinary sandals from the villagers, and he looked like he might be very smart as well. This must definitely be the hunter I ordered to find.

When we walked in, Mr. Cherd introduced that person to me, which I could tell was that this senior hunter's name was Phran Det, who had formerly been Phran Chum's hunter teacher and had retired a long time ago. But when he heard that his disciple had gone into the forest for several days and had not returned and that there were people who had come to help look for him, he came willingly.

The old hunter walked up to me and respectfully raised his hand, which I politely accepted as well. His face, which was filled with wrinkles from age, had a cheerful and affectionate smile that was completely different from the fierce look in his eyes just a moment ago.

“I have known and been hiking in that area with Chao Chum since he was an apprentice hunter and for many years. Mr. Ming, you can trust me. That don weeun isn't difficult to get to, it's just that the distance is a bit far.” Prandet said firmly and chuckled.

“If Prandet talks like this then I can trust him a lot. Because after all, Phran was once Phran Chum's hunter teacher. This is even more believable,” I said, smiling.

"By the way, are you ready? Have you eaten any rice or fish yet?"

“Oh..that thing doesn't need to be talked about. I've already washed away all the rice. Plenty of physical strength.”

“Yes, sir, I would like to make one suggestion.”

“What is it?”

“The things you prepared are piled up too much. It's better to select new ones than just take a gun, salt, rice, and 2 canteens of ground chili and water. And one field pot in your backpack would be a luxury. The others are not necessary.”

“Oh...no problem, Prince Det, I know in my heart. At first, I planned to stay in the forest with Phran Chum for a long time, so I had prepared too much. But when I knew I was going to go look for people, I just took what the hunter told me to take,” I said with a laugh.

“Oh...you know this well. Actually, the matter of Chum being in the forest for many days is not strange at all. When I was gone, it took a month for him to come out, but when I heard the story from Cherdman, my heart pounded and my eyes twitched strangely.”

“Huh...is your eye twitching, Phrandet? And which eye is twitching left or right?” I asked, interested. Prandet laughed and jokingly replied,

"Hahaha...you've got a bull's-eye."

"Oh..Prandech is..very playful too."

“I am like this. Hiking with me isn't stressful, sir. The mood will die. By the way, are you ready yet? If you're ready, we'll go now so we won't waste too much time. Because it was still early in the morning.”

I nodded my head in agreement as I walked over to inspect the contents of the backpack as necessary in the car's cab. Phrandet also followed along to watch.

“Um...that's good too. I thought I'd just say Phrandet. I'll just check things out for a moment," I said.

After finishing preparing everything, Phrandet and I went to talk with Mr. Cherd along with Oi and Phranchum's mother again before walking out of the gate of the house and heading to our next destination. Phrandet and I traveled for half an hour and then cut through the fields and appeared at the foot of the mountain at the end of the village.

Looking ahead, there was a dense forest which was the entrance to the grove. I turned my head to meet Phrandet's eyes and they all nodded, indicating that they could continue their journey.

The sky started to get brighter and brighter and the crows were all singing together. And as soon as he stepped into this forest, he could hear the sound of crickets chirping uninterruptedly. The air was cooler and more humid, and especially since it was early in the morning like this, it was even more pleasant to the touch. Phrandet and I walked through knee-high grass along the path that I remembered having traveled with Phranchum many times without saying a single word to each other. They looked high-low, left-right from time to time.

Keep listening and listening carefully to the forest's code. The shotgun in his hand was clenched tightly in preparation, but it wasn't meant to be aimed at anything, just a warning to himself. The deeper the steps went, the denser the forest became as well.

There was the sound of howling langurs once upon a high teak peak in front of us. The macaques were cooing together, chattering on the vines that were wrapped around a large palm tree to our right. That is the nature of the wild animals that I have become accustomed to seeing.

When walking, we reached a large rock on the side of a tree with moss clinging to it, all green. And there was a patch of mushrooms growing on one of the old, decayed logs. Prandet pointed and beckoned me to come in and look at something.

“Sir, what are you looking at here?”

"Huh....What's the matter, Prandet?" I was puzzled and hurriedly followed him.

“Fire marks and bones from chipmunks and jungle fowls, sir.”

“Um...it's been a few days now, judging by the traces.”

"Yes, whoever it is, I can't go. You're definitely chum."

“Are you sure?” I asked.

“Yes, there is no one like this. See that shell casing? In our village, forest gatherers don't use guns, only crossbows. And there are only two people who have guns: me and Chao Chum.” Prandet replied firmly.

When I walked in to pick it up and considered it, I found that it was true what Phrandet had said because the shell casing was the shell of a shotgun that Phranchum liked to use on a regular basis.

After that, Phrandet and I continued on our way to our destination, which was Don I-See. And the distance is about 5-6 kilometers from here, according to my estimation.

And while the two of us were walking up a steep path made up of dirt, rocks, and mud that was sticky and slippery, Phrandet, who was walking in front of me, stopped and waved his hand at me, who was behind me, telling him to stop as well. After that, he slowly sat down and squatted down.

The gun in his hand was tight, his eyes staring unblinkingly at the fern in front of him. I sat down as well and tried to see through the place. The picture I saw was a large tiger munching on the carcass of a deer, tearing and eating without any interest in anything. I slowly moved my body closer to Prandet and raised my gun, aiming it at the large animal, intending to shoot and kill him while he was unconscious like this. But then the hunter grabbed the barrel and pointed it at the ground and ordered him not to come in a whisper.

“Don't, sir!! Let it eat first. There's no need to waste bullets right now. Save it for use when things get more dangerous!!”

I nodded in agreement. And then, in the next moment, the tiger suddenly broke away. He quickly jumped away from the remains of the deer. By entering the dense undergrowth on the side until it was out of sight. The deer's corpse was left lying there, leaving only some body parts.

When I was sure, Phrandet persuaded me to continue on my way without paying any attention to anything else. Looking at his watch now, he saw that it was half-past eight. The sunlight from the sun above had already shone down and radiated some mild heat. Walking this distance, I had to take out a towel from my pocket to wipe away the sweat that was escaping from my pores due to the stuffiness.

Over a period of more than 3 hours had passed, and I suddenly found that Phrandet and I's bodies had penetrated from the grass on one side and appeared confusedly at Don I Saw, which was our destination, without me being able to do it in time. You even know it. The scenery of Don I-huan is beautiful, typical of a paradise deep in the forest. There was a small group of trees growing up that provided shade.

Various kinds of wild flowers were blooming in large bushes in many places. The sound of magpie parrots chirping on the breeze. The air was not hot and humid, instead it was cool and comfortable with the steam falling on the high rocky hill in front. The water was clear and refreshing, flowing from a high place into the stream below, as if it were raining.

Schools of fish swam together in abundance, looking extremely plentiful.

Yes...I have arrived at Don I See, a paradise of forests in this area that I am very attracted to. It's like being able to relax in a national park that is safe and free from danger.

“Sir..” A deep, hoarse voice, due to Phrandet's age, rang out.

“What is it?” I asked.

“Look for traces of Mr. Chum. Are there any?”

“Oh...forgot about it and was just admiring the beauty of nature. Come on, let's help find it quickly!!”

At the end of that sentence, Phrandet and I hurriedly dispersed to search for any traces of Phrandet in the area. I separated towards the Crouching Tiger bush near a large decayed tree on the side of the waterfall. As for Phrandet, he also went towards the pine grove on the opposite side. I tried to keep looking and sweeping my eyes to see the resting place of the hunters but couldn't find anything.

But then, after some time had passed, there was a shout of joy and excitement coming from the pine forest. I also turned around and hurriedly followed the sound.

"Sir....Mr....Mr. Ming..come here quickly!!" Phrandet shouted, looking excited.

"what!!?? Have you found it, Phrandet!!??” I asked with the same expression.

“Sir, follow me and see what is there.”

When the two of us half-walked, half-runned and came to a halt and huddled on the rocks on one side of the stream, Phrandet pointed his hand to the front of the road near the large rocks at the top of the waterfall. I looked up and immediately felt happy.

“Sir, that's it, Mr. Chum. It was sitting there staring at the fish. Oh....really diligent," Prandet whispered.

That's right, on the big rocks at the top of the waterfall, the body of a hunter was squatting, holding a shotgun, ready to stare intently at the fish.

“Woo.......Chubby......Woo..........Did you hear that?.......It's me Phrandet...... ....Woo.......”

Old Hunter Gu shouted loudly to his disciples, standing up and waving his hand in a signal.

And then the figure that had been sitting impatiently turned around at the sound of the voice's call, making a slightly puzzled expression before a smile appeared in excitement. Then he rose up and jumped up, running face down from the waterfall. Quickly passing through the fern forest towards Phrandet and me. When that man ran and stopped in front of us, he shouted out loud and asked with a wide-eyed expression,

"Dead!! Mr. Ming, Kru Det, how did you get here....?"

"Me and Mr. Ming came to follow you, Mr. Chum... He said he would let you lead the way here, but I heard that you weren't at his house, so he let me lead the way and bring him to you instead," Prandet said. happily with the students

“Oh, sir, it shouldn't have been this difficult to follow you. If you knew I wasn't there, you should probably go back first.

But......" His last sentence had a serious expression and a soft tone.

“But what is it, Phran Chum?” I questioned curiously.

"Oh...uh...nothing. I think we've met somewhere. Let's go blow up the animals around here with bullets.." Phran Chum quickly changed his expression to a smile before walking slowly towards the shade of a large rubber tree in front of him, no more than 6 meters away.

“Come on, Mr. Ming, Teacher Det, come on, let's put things here first, then quickly find firewood and wood to build. Today I saw a wild fowl. And there's a lot of barking deer in the grove of decayed trees on the east side. Come..I'll take you to shoot."

Phrandet and I didn't hesitate and walked over to that place and unloaded all the baggage we were carrying and left them in an orderly pile leaning on the base of the tree. After that, I asked for a knife from Phrandet that was attached to one of his Pradaed knives in the bag. Then we separated and went to cut wood to save as fuel for cooking food. In my heart at that time I wanted to urge Phran Chum to go home right now, but I saw that he was happy to see us, so I let him do his job as a hunter first. I didn't want to bring up family matters. I would do it right now. Let him worry for nothing.

Once we had enough fuel, the three of us walked towards the forest of decayed trees without much haste, with Phran Chom Me in the middle and Phran Det in the rear.

I noticed that Phran Chum's entire body this time looked very different from what I had seen before. Because now his brown bushranger's shirt looked pale and worn out, with stains all over it. His black shorts were tattered like a beggar on the street. And what's more, the sandals that used to be worn regularly for hiking as a poor person would have left were bare feet that walked without feeling on pebbles, sand, and sharp rocks.

The body still looked more ragged than before. His body was covered in sweat and was sticky all over his body. My hair was disheveled and out of style.

“Ah...why did Phran Chum allow himself to look so disheveled like this? Even though it's never been like this before.” I thought about it in my heart but didn't open my mouth. He just walked around looking left and right along the forest path like he was looking for prey.

Then, suddenly, the huge wild boar suddenly leapt out from the nearby bushes and came to a stop, looking confused, right in front of the hunter. At that moment, he raised the gun to his shoulder and released a scorching bullet!! The long-toothed creature screamed.... with all its might, bouncing and rolling on its shield, shaking and writhing, and it didn't take long before it became still.

It was not yet time for the spectacular event to have ended. Two more shots from Phrandet's gun rang out behind me. When he turned around, he saw two wild fowl, still in a pile of corpses, not too far away from their mate. Then the old hunter walked over and picked up the remains and smiled at me.

“Sweet pork, delicious chicken today, sir,” he said and then laughed.

"Wow...I also go into the forest a lot, but my eyes and ears aren't as sensitive as the two of you, so I really can't handle it." I kissed his lips and shook my head back and forth.

“Sir, I think we should carry this wild boar back to our resting place first and then go hunt for deer?”

Phran Chum turned his head and asked me plainly. I shook my head slowly and replied in the negative.

“No, I don't hunt deer. Seeing the pigs and chickens you all shot makes my stomach tighten. I say don't waste your time hunting any more.”

“So, what about dinner, sir?” Phran Chum asked again.

“It's this boar. Do you think the three of us could eat it all in one meal? How big is it like that..”

“Let's just say we're saving this pork for dinner, right?”

"Yes...let's go back to the lodging. I don't have the heart to commit any kind of sin today." I cut in, then nodded and invited the two hunters back to the lodging.

After that, the two hunters helped carry the remains of the big, long-fanged wild boar, which walked about without much hope. When I went to help so as not to be taken advantage of, they stopped me and told me to carry back the remains of the two jungle fowl instead.

When arriving at the accommodation The job of skinning the wild boar also belongs to Phran Chum. Dissecting chicken carcasses is also Phrandet's duty. As for me, I don't know how to help because I'm not an expert in this area. So I just made a fire and cooked rice in the field pot that I had prepared. Along with that, he went out to find bamboo to cut into bongs and boiled the fish that Phran Chum Ying had a while ago, stuffed it with leaves and put it on the fire, waiting for it to cook further.

While the two hunters were skillfully dissecting animal carcasses, My eyes suddenly stumbled upon an unsightly sight. Because when I fixed my eyes on the body of Phran Chum who was poking at the belly of a wild boar, Instead, I saw that his body was a skeleton completely white, partially hidden by the clothes he was wearing. Drawing the sharp edge of the knife slowly in the boar's belly.

I was startled, coldness flashed from head to toe, I raised my hand to rub my eyes hard, blinked a few times, tried to look again, and saw that Phran Chum's body was still normal, with the same flesh as before, unchanged, and he turned around. Smiling at me a little, he lowered his head and continued dissecting the remains in a normal manner. I turned my head back and continued to focus on the fire and sighed tiredly. In my mind I continued to think that my own eyes could see such an eerie image without the presence of the flute and flute.

And when everything had been prepared into a forest-style meal, the three of us hung our heads together and ate the food with great gusto. The menu is grilled wild chicken and wild boar marinated in salt. and snakehead fish boiled in a bamboo tube that is fragrant and mouth-watering.

The three of us talked and asked about each other's welfare while also engaging in funny conversations until the time passed until around 5 p.m. when Phran Chum excused himself to go shoot some more fish for dinner. As for Phrandet, he invited me to sit and talk about the forest and animals while killing time.

As evening approached, the crows in the sky began to chirp and fly back to their nests. The sound of crickets was loud and annoying. The marmot interspersed in cries from time to time. The frogs near the waterfall began to make some noise.

The three of us, now that it was nearly dark, built a fire and lit it up until it lit up the whole area from a group of small and large firewood that the hunters had brought together. I sat cross-legged with my back resting on the base of a large rubber tree, while the two hunters sat on the pre-heated leaves that had been spread next to each other. They sat and gnawed on wild boar bones and talked comfortably.

But Phran Chum, I saw that he had not touched any food since dusk and had hurriedly performed his duties without uttering a word, and had a calm expression which was different from normal. At the same time he sat and chased away the little insects that flew around his body, feeling annoyed even though Phrandet and I were not swarmed at all. His body was still as sticky as ever.

“This....Im Chum. Since being out in the forest for so many days, you seem to have become a lot more charming. Look, there are a lot of female forest insects swarming around.” Phrandet's voice teased and he laughed.

Phran Chum smiled teasingly and replied with a laugh.

“Oh...Teacher, I've been in the forest for many days and I haven't even bathed in a drop of water yet, and the insects are swarming here as usual. It's not like Teacher and Mr. Ming. Look, the insects are so crowded that they don't even bother to swarm at all. It's only me who swarms.”

"This......Pran Chum.." I interrupted.

“Yes, sir.” He turned to answer.

“Actually, this is it. I thought I'd invite you back from the moment I met you that morning. Because people at home are very worried about you, Phrandet and I volunteered to come look after you. Will you be able to return tomorrow morning?”

At the end of my sentence, Phran Chum's expression became thoughtful and his face fell, then he said in a low voice, as if he were about to cry, "

“Sir, my house is poor. Need to kill pets I don't even have the money to take my wife to the doctor. I know very well that the family is very worried. But I can't go back in a hurry because going into the forest doesn't always mean luck favors me. Some days I sit in the mall until morning and there are still no animals that get in the way of the gun.

How good is it that I can still find some? Gather wild herbs and sell them for a little bit of money, enough to cover the cost of rice. As for food, we find it from the forest and stock it up so it doesn't run out. Sigh......I can go back tomorrow because I thought I wouldn't be able to go back. I still consider it luck that I met you and Teacher Det. You'll be the one to bring me back." His last sentence made me feel a bit more, but before I could protest anything, Phrandet interjected.

“Ah...this guy talks strangely. What do you mean by coming to meet me and Mr. Ming and then I'll take you back? In fact, you should probably be able to return on your own. There's something hidden in these words..."

But then Phran Chum let out a pitiful noise. Tears flowed down in a very pitiful way. His mouth continued to complain about his wife, mother, and brother with concern. What a heartbreaking and pitiful sight. Prandet and I consoled each other for a long time before calming down the sorrowful state, which took several minutes as well.

The night sky tonight was bright with the light of the full moon, looking beautiful and beautiful to the eyes. The two hunters and I were still sitting in the same posture. Prandet closed his mouth and yawned loudly. But Phran Chum still remained calm and calm. The late night wind blows and shakes the body from time to time. The sound of cicadas that had been chirping a few hours ago suddenly became quieter, as if the volume had been turned off.

and came to intervene instead with the sound of the hyenas deep in the forest barking and howling, giving the most eerie feelings. Tonight is such a lonely and scary place in my feelings. Glancing at his watch, he saw that it was almost 9:00 p.m. Suddenly, I was about to decide to lay down and lie down, exhausted.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise coming from the high forest ahead. The three of us straightened our bodies and stared intently at the source of the sound. Phran Chum tightened his gun in preparation for shooting. As for Phrandet himself, he sat still but his eyes were still looking at that place. And then something behind the forest appeared for the three of us to see.

It was the shadow of a human being, walking stiffly and soullessly from there, slowly heading towards us. When that figure arrived, everything became clearer. The shadow was that of an old man with white hair all over his head. Long, unkempt beard My body is dry. No shirt, only a sarong, bare feet stomping on the ground out of the darkness.

“Don't shoot...come on, young man...Uncle, come on...” The old man said softly, hoarsely but strangely cold.

At the end of that sentence, Phran Chum lowered his gun and placed it in his lap, but still stared at him with a look of disbelief. Prandet also stared intently, his eyes almost closed.

The man sat down in front of me just inches away and said again,

“Uncle is very hungry....please give me some food to eat..”

I calmed myself down as a test and picked up the remaining wild boar leg and sirloin and handed it over. Under the suspicious eyes of the two hunters The man quickly took the food and ate it greedily, extremely ugly, like he had been starving for a lifetime.

“What's your name, Uncle?” I asked simply, staring at the man's demeanor without fail.

The old man stopped his hunger and thirst and turned to look at me with a teasing smile and said,

“Heh heh, is that necessary...?”

At that moment, I almost wanted to chase this man away immediately. But I restrained myself and continued to see what purpose he had come and where he had come from. Because it must definitely not be just asking for food to eat.

When some time had passed The mysterious old man ate up all the food I gave him. Pieces of meat and oil from the grilling of food stuck to his cheeks and the corners of his mouth in an extremely unsightly manner.

You left the bone fragments of the food in front of you as you stretched and yawned. Shaking his head vigorously, he turned his head to look at me one by one until he stopped, stared at my face as before, and belched... out of politeness. At the same time, he said in a cold voice,

"Alright... Uncle is full, please excuse me."

At the end of that sentence, he laughed loudly and eeriely. Suddenly, a terrifying upheaval occurred. When the gentle late-night wind blows from time to time, Now it was blowing harder like a storm. The sound of the owl screaming..!!! parted the air in the middle of the ride. The wolves, that is, the hyenas, continued to howl loudly and loudly at each other.

A spotted owl swooped low and quickly passed through the middle of our group. I almost turned away in time. Looking at the figure of that mysterious old man, I was startled by utter shock. When the figure sat there laughing, the sound reverberated so hard that it chilled the spinal cord. Suddenly it gradually rose higher and higher.

Until it rose above the treetops and swayed slowly like the clouds. After that, that tall figure stood up proudly and showed every detail clearly visible to every pair of eyes that looked up. The old man who had come to sit and beg for food when Jade now had no humanity left at all.

The body is tall and topped with a palm tree. Teng's big hand waved back and forth like the blade of a paddle. He was so thin that only the skin covering his bones could be seen. His belly was bloated and his eye sockets were deep and his eyes were large and red and frightening. The mouth, which was as small as a pinhole, let out a long, shrill whistle.

The long, large feet lifted high, causing the body to slowly wobble back and forth, moving away from our conversation.

“Pervert!!!” I exclaimed in horror.

The whistling winds that were blowing and whistling became more intense. The hyenas howled. Booooo.....again without interruption. What a frightening and eerie event this was. I gasped, stared unblinking, barely breathing. Extremely alarmed by the incident. As for the two hunters, I didn't feel like they were losing their minds like I was, as if it was just an ordinary event.

And until the demon demon's body slowly walked on the ground and turned back in the direction from which it had come. Causing the forest to shake and bend until it was out of sight. I still stared, stunned, unable to move my body like that. The wind and the howling of dogs gradually subsided until it was completely silent. Suddenly, someone's voice spoke up.

“Are you fucked, Chum!! Beavis.... Really Beavis. Beavis is clearly in full HD. Why did you bring Mr. Ming to sleep here on a day like this? You know in your heart that it shouldn't be.” It was Prandet's voice that broke out in a fit of cursing.

"Oh....Teacher, I thought it wouldn't be this strong." Phran Chum replied softly.

“Shit...you idiot, look, look at my boss, sitting there with his mouth open like a python's hole. You'd probably be shocked that the story was stuck and you'd think it was a movie film on fire. Go...you go call Mr. Ming to his senses. Oh....you bastard...you made a huge mistake."

And then I felt my body being violently shaken along with a loud cry.

“Mr....Mr....Mr. Ming. You...come to your senses, sir.....you....you!!”

I gasped again and shook my head violently to dispel the stunned expression. Then I turned my head and found that Phran Chum was the one shaking me and regaining consciousness.

“How are you, sir?” he asked, sounding worried.

“Uh.....this...what happened? I'm completely confused, Pranchum, Prandet, did you guys see what I saw just now? What is it?” I asked, looking startled.

“We saw everything just like you saw,” Prandet said in a normal tone, as if nothing had happened.

“So, don't you guys feel anything at all? As if it were a normal occurrence.”

“I and Chum both know what is what. Let's just say that you don't panic too much. Just keep it simple. And everything will pass by itself.”

“Just keep it like that, Phrandet? Are you going crazy? This is a ghost. It's not like I'm sitting in a conference room listening to an explanation. How can I ignore it? There's all this shit in my brain." I blurted out, feeling terrified inside.

“Let's just say you trust Teacher Det. Go to sleep and I'll be there to guard you. If anything happens again, I guarantee it won't reach you." Phran Chum added another thing.

I felt hesitant and couldn't decide what to do. Are you going to sleep? I saw just now that a ghost has come to show its power. And how will you fall asleep?

“Come on...you, believe me, you'll be fine if you sleep. Don't worry, we won't abandon you anyway.” The old hunter urged again, as if to guarantee another person's trust.

I nod shyly. “Alright then....I'll try it out. But if there is another one, let's not throw it away.”

“Yes, you can trust us,” Phran Chum replied.

I firmly complied without any further objections. Trying to restrain the mind, squeezing the eyelids to sleep and not thinking about worry or fear, he eventually fell into a trance.

How much time will pass is unknown. I woke up again because my ears picked up on a sound. It was a sound that he really didn't want to hear. It seemed like it was coming from the area near our accommodation. It was the sound of a woman sobbing in an extremely pitiful way.

I opened my eyes and looked at the bed of the two hunters and found that now the hunter was lying down, spread open, asleep, snoring... already gone. As for Phran Chum, he was pushing wood into the fire to keep it from dying out. I fumbled with the flashlight from the side to look at the source of the sound.

And as soon as I pressed the switch, a light shone out around me to find the source of the sound. The flashlight's beam of light quickly struck something. I draw the beam of the flashlight back and shine it at the place where the light hit just a moment ago. When the flashlight made things clearer, my eyes widened and my heart pounded in my chest.

Because the picture I saw in front of me was On the protruding branch of a large, low padauk tree. There was a body of some kind there. Shoulder length hair covering the face I saw only a mouth that was moaning and wailing. Pale white skin without blood to nourish it. Wear a white robe that covers the entire body. He was sitting on that branch and was making a very pitiful and eerie cry.

The distance from where I was was no more than two meters. “Woe!!” I exclaimed loudly in my heart. Holding the flashlight and staring at it like that, sweat appeared in every pore. I was shaking and unable to do anything.

And at that moment, the figure slowly bent down from the branch it was holding. At the same time, he released his hands and let his body fall to the ground in a face-down position with a loud thud!!! right now

I felt short of breath. I swept the flashlight over that picture again and found it. The female ghost was crawling slowly towards me. The mouth made a sound. Huh....huh.....huh...huh.... Scary in the throat And finally it crawled into a distance that could almost be called close at hand.

This time it was extremely clear. The hair that was hiding his face spread out and it was revealed that There were no organs at all on that facial structure. There was only bare, pale skin and a grinning mouth showing a row of sharp teeth, gaping open in horror. I screamed in fear beyond words.

And before his hand could reach me, I was sitting here shaking. The sound of someone's shotgun firing echoed throughout the forest. The figure of a ghost crawling in

He suddenly screamed..!!! and disappeared into smoke that dispersed in the blink of an eye. When I turned back to the source of the gunfire, He found that Phran Chum was holding his gun and staring silently. At the muzzle of the gun there was still a little smoke floating out.

Phrandet suddenly became proud and shouted loudly, his face wide-eyed.

“What..!!?? what happened!!??"

Phran Chum lowered his gun and turned around to meet Teacher Phran's eyes and said in a soft voice, only whispering,

“Ghost, teacher, it almost reached Mr. Ming. Luckily I was able to shoot and block it in time.”

The old hunter sighed in relief.

“Sigh....that's good. I thought you would never do anything again.”

“Wow....What is this? Oh my gosh, is there anything more serious than this?” I said, shaking my head slowly in fear.

No sooner had I lost my words than I had spoken. Phran Chum raised his hand to stop as a signal and told him to remain silent.

“Be quiet, sir!! Listen to what that noise is!!”

When I tried to listen clearly, I found that It was some kind of sound. Crack.....Thump!! Crack.....Thump!! It stays like this from time to time. It was as if something was dragging itself up to the top of a tree somewhere and then dropping down to the ground over and over. And while I was unconscious

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound above the top of the rubber tree where we were living. And something suddenly fell!! It fell heavily onto the ground in front of me where I was sitting. Until I myself was startled, I jumped up and shouted, "Hey!" My body was shaking all over. The two hunters also stood up and turned around to stare at the same place. And then I had to shout wow!!

Up again, I backed away from there, extremely shocked. Because the picture I saw was The thing that fell in front of me just now was a human head.

Its appearance was the head of an old woman with a wrinkled face. There were no eyes, only fresh, red blood flowing out of the eye sockets in a terrifying manner. His mouth snarled, his teeth bared, and he laughed loudly and coldly, causing goosebumps to stand up all over his body. Loud, hahahahahaha.....along with a whistling sound....that was extremely haunting.

Phrandet was a skilled hunter, worthy of being a Phran teacher. He flicked the muzzle of the gun up and aimed and released a blast!!! It shook the entire area. Then the figure turned into a human skeleton, jumped up and ran through the forest, quickly disappearing to my right side until it was out of sight.

I was panting and sweating, my body was trembling, my mouth and throat were trembling, I couldn't do anything like that. My heart was pounding and fluttering, I was completely disoriented. His legs, which were weak and exhausted, collapsed and sat there, almost dying. Phran Chum hurried over and helped me to sit back and lean on the base of the rubber tree as usual.

His mouth kept asking about his symptoms. While using his hand, he slowly fanned V with a feeling of worry.

“Are you okay, sir?” my beloved hunter asked.

I shook my head tiredly and waved my hand gently.

"Oh....I can't take it anymore. Pranchum keeps doing this again. I think I'm going to have a heart attack and die this time."

"Hold on a little, sir. This time I'll come lie down on either side of you," Phran Chum said as he hurriedly moved the things and leaves that were laying down to my right side. As for Phrandet, he didn't say a word but followed Phran Chum by dragging him to lie on his left side.

"Oh!! If something happens to you again this time, just shoot me," the old hunter said.

“Sleep well, sir. I'll be the watchman. I guarantee that this time I won't let anything touch your body. Believe me, one hundred percent!!” Pranchum said even more supportively.

“Are you sure?” I asked again.

“Certainly, sir,” Phran Chum answered firmly.

“May I ask, when we came together that time, why didn't we encounter something like this?”

"Sir...did you know that in the past, Don Wee Saw was called Don Phi Chum?"

“What!! What!!?? Don Phi Chum!! So why call Pian to be a civet don? Words and language have completely different meanings like this!!??” I blurted out, looking startled.

“So where is this civet that is the four-legged thief in the forest? It means that any person who enters this forest will see ghosts.”

I raised my hand and slapped my own forehead loudly!! before shaking his head in exhaustion

"Oh....then why didn't we see each other that night?"

“Well, that day is not a Buddhist holy day, but tonight is Buddhist holy night, sir. So the ghosts came out and showed themselves in a very visible way like this.”

“So will I fall asleep again like this?”

“You can trust me and Teacher Det, sir. This time it definitely won't come again. Please go to sleep.”

I don't know what it was like at that time, but I nodded to Phran Chum's words and then lay down and fell asleep, snoring.

Damn.....go away. And after that, my consciousness suddenly disappeared and I fell asleep.

March 19, 2003 The sound of wild chickens crowing loudly spreads throughout the forest. The sound of the wild birds was all making loud noises. which is the code that says it's time for a new day.

I woke up feeling slightly drowsy and shook my head vigorously to dispel the drowsiness. Slowly he rose up and sat up. Then I closed my eyes a lot, looking around like a forest to adjust my eyes to the light and the surrounding scenery.

“Is it morning already?” I exclaimed in my heart.

And suddenly my eyes fell on a picture which shocked me to the point of having a heart attack and was extremely terrifying. I cried out!!!! Raise your voice. Because the picture I saw was On my right hand side there used to be a hunter, lying on either side. Now it appeared as a bloated corpse emitting a putrid odor.

A worm the size of a thumb penetrated almost the entire body. The flesh frayed and became dark and black. Lymph and pus flowed out of the wound caused by the worms' penetration, which was extremely horrifying. The figure lay spread out in a supine position, silent. The face was swollen and the eyes were wide and still. His mouth was open, similar to the feeling he had before death. Many small flies and insects flew around to lay eggs and saw patches of white everywhere.

“What is this, Phran Chum?..... Phran Chum is dead!!!”

I opened my mouth and screamed. Dragging his body back and forth, mindlessly away from the corpse. Suddenly there was a cry of wow!!! from my left thread which was Phrandet. Now you sat still, trembling, staring at the corpse of the hunter Chum, unable to believe your own eyes. His eyes widened in shock and his mouth twitched as if he couldn't say anything.

Next to the corpse, I looked and saw two or three large banana leaf packages that looked like they were meat or something else. At the same time, Phrandet pointed his stick and shouted.

“Mr.!!!Mr.!!! Come see what this is all about!!!”

When I turned around and stood up and walked towards Phrandet's side, I found that my personal journal was there and it looked like it had been taken out of my backpack. The pages of the book opened almost to the last page and a large rock was placed on top of it as if to prevent it from flying off the open page. It's like wanting to see only one superimposed page.

I ran over to consider it, still stunned. He reached out and picked up the stone that was covering the page and put it down. and found that page There were smears of blood and pus on it, and there were words written in an unfamiliar handwriting that definitely wasn't mine on the page.

The handwriting is not very neat or beautiful. It was a slight scribble, which I also picked up and read aloud to Phrandet. In that message it was written that

“To respected Mr. Ming and Teacher Det. Sorry to startle you. This message was written in Phran Chum's own handwriting before the spirit left my body, which was rotting and bloating. I know that both of you are very curious as to why I was a corpse when I woke up. Which I would like to explain clearly: I actually died on the second day of hunting from malaria that no one could cure.

I'm very worried about everyone back home, but I can't go back for some unknown reason. Until several days later, Mr. and Teacher Det came to see me. And I would like to thank you very much for always being merciful to me in every matter. And this is the last time that I will ask for my needs from you. That is, have my body cremated here and then take the ashes home with a cloth to wrap it up and inform my family of the news.

The banana leaf package that you found is a package of meat that I would like to bring to the people in my home to make a living. which I went out to find near the morning and then gave up my soul and left my body Please fulfill my request because this is the last message from Phran Chum who is going to the hereafter. May you all find happiness and all your hopes come true.

Please tell my brother and everyone in the house that I still love you, care about you, and miss you always. Goodbye forever With love, condolences and the utmost respect.

Signed: Phran Chum"

When I finished reading, I accidentally let the notebook fall from my hand, feeling extremely sad. Tears of sorrow and pity immediately flowed out. Phrandet himself was also red-faced and sobbing, holding his tears with his hands.

“Oh...Pran Chum Khun has indeed died, but you still performed your duties as the head of the family and my trusted hunter without fail until the last moment. I really respect your kindness. Farewell, my dear friend.”

I felt sad in my heart as I looked miserably at his corpse.

“Rest in peace, Chumna. My beloved student..." The old hunter said, his voice cracking and he sobbed out of love.

After that, both Phrandet and I arranged for Phran Chum Yu's body to be cremated right there, simply with as much forest firewood as we could find. When the hunter's body was soaked and burnt and turned to dust, they helped to collect the ashes and put them in the loincloth that the hunter had sacrificed for his disciple, then tied them up. Then he packed up his things and returned sadly out of the forest. It's the best.

When we returned home, Phrandet and I helped tell the story of Phranchum to his family. The picture I saw now was very heartbreaking. For when they heard it, they cried with sorrow beyond words. Aoi and her mother were sobbing that their hearts almost broke and they fainted and collapsed until they received first aid.

His younger brother, Mr. Cherd, hugged the ashes and moaned like that. It was something that broke my and Prandet's hearts the most. We both shed tears as well.

Later, a merit-making ceremony for the deceased was held with me as one of the hosts. And when everything was finished, I gave his family thirty thousand baht as a consolation payment. And then we go and see each other constantly because the bonds of connection are never broken.

This is all the stories in the diary of Aming's life in the Prai that I have brought to present to you all this time. Hopefully you will get some hair-raising entertainment from this story, more or less.

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