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There are people on the other side, it’s too much trouble.

I blushed shamelessly and pretended to be uncomfortable. I held my heart in my hands and said, "My heart hurts. This is a bit uncomfortable. Please take it slow and rest for a while."

"Come on." He raised his finger and flicked my forehead domineeringly, then held my waist and slowly brought me back to the bed to lie down.

After lying down, he took one of my hands and put it to his lips and kissed it, "I will not let you down. This is my promise to you, and it is also my repayment for you..."

"repay?"

He grabbed my hand and put it to his heart, closed his blue eyes as deep as the stars, and said intimately: "My heart is yours, and my body is also yours. No matter what time, it will never change."

"Axuan..."

"Xiaoran, you are my life. You must always remember this sentence."

I puffed up my cheeks and lowered my head aggrievedly, closed my eyes with our foreheads equal to each other, and slept peacefully.

At five o'clock in the evening.

We lied that we met on the road, and I happened to have a sprained foot, so Xuan Ye took me to hide in the rain under a nearby shabby house for an afternoon. He didn't bring me back until the rain stopped.

Brother Duan and Sister Duan are not very thoughtful people in the city, so when we say this, they believe it without hesitation.

Sister-in-law Duan also told me the reason why she went back to look for the sack and found it missing.

It turned out that Sister-in-law Duan had just borrowed a sack from a villager, but she was trapped in the villager's house because of the heavy rain. When the rain let up, she went to look for me under the apricot tree, but I had disappeared.

She didn't know where to look for me, so she called Brother Duan.

The signal in the mountains was not good, so she had to call Brother Duan's mobile phone number for half an hour before she could get through. In the end, it took an hour to successfully meet with Brother Duan.

Later, the quarreling couple Zhao and Kun delayed a lot of time, and because they were unwilling to give up, they looked for us outside. After going back and forth for a long time, they decided to go home and wait for us.

After the four of us successfully met safely, Brother Duan and Sister Duan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, before dinner started, Zhang Qingqing, under the guise of coming to scan the QR code for our newly created group, provoked me a few words in secret and deliberately mentioned the events in the afternoon in an attempt to make me believe that she and Xuan Ye were related.

Really has a leg.

Although I already know the facts, I still feel a dull pain in my heart when she mentions those ambiguous words.

In order to take me out to relax, Xuan Ye took me to eat after dinner and take the opportunity to appreciate the customs and customs of the ancient towns and villages.

However, when I actually witnessed those so-called customs, I realized that they didn’t bring me out to eat, but brought me out to play with my heartbeat!

The rain has stopped and the sky is sinking. There is no moon tonight, but there are clusters of jumping flames in the mountains and fields.

"Tonight is the Little Ghost Festival in Cinnabar Town. The time of the Lunar Ghost Festival here is different from that of the Ghost Festival outside. It is March 3rd outside, but it is the end of May here. The living people in Cinnabar Town believe that the ghosts of the deceased will be here on the Ghost Festival.

When heaven returns to the human world, they will meet their loved ones, and they must also prepare paper money and new clothes in advance for the old ones to take away when they come."

At the foot of the mountain, the villagers each found a place, holding fire tongs and carefully turning over the yellow paper fire on the wet grass.

Several large-denomination ghost coins were thrown into the fire, and the tongues of fire rushed up, licking up all the bright red coins.

I held Xuan Ye's hand and looked at the yellow paper ashes floating above the fire, and asked helplessly: "You brought me here to eat? I think you brought me here to refresh myself."

Xuan Ye squeezed my hand tightly, raised his eyebrows and replied with a smile: "Celebrating traditional festivals is also a way to experience folk customs. Madam, just practice your courage."

I lowered my head and muttered: "What kind of courage is this? This kind of festival is often held in my hometown. Although I haven't seen it a few times in recent years, I won't be very scared."

"Well, madam, have you ever seen such a grand scene?" He folded his sleeves behind him and led me to look straight ahead.

I raised my head in confusion, but when my eyes fell on the wandering human figure reflected in the strange lamp shadow, I suddenly woke up, feeling cold all over my body, and feeling terrified in my heart——

Two dim yellow lights shone in from outside the tall village entrance gate, and yellow sand turned into mist, filling the entrance to the village gate.

The wind blew in, and the whole valley roared eerily.

Men, women, and children wearing all kinds of old clothes poured in from outside the door, with their heads lowered, and entered the village in an orderly manner...

The figures were blurry and indistinct, and it was not very clear. The scene looked like a living person going to a party during the day.

The Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts should be about this scene.

"Why, there are so many ghosts?" I asked in shock.

Xuan Ye responded in an understated way: "Because this place is full of gloom, the word "ghost town" is not a name for nothing. And tonight is the Ghost Festival in Cinnabar Town. These lonely ghosts will return to the village tonight to receive offerings.

Ghosts walk at night, and what they say is true."

"It's normal for ghosts to appear during the Ghost Festival, but I've never seen so many ghosts appear at the same time..."

That door is like a ghost door that connects yin and yang. This side of the door is the human world, and the other side of the door is the underworld.

"These ghosts were either people from this village when they were alive, or they are ownerless ghosts in the mountains. The mountain in front of you and me is very evil, and there should be something difficult to suppress inside. There are also many bones buried outside.

, these wandering souls all come down from the mountains."

"Ghosts come down the mountain. With so many ghosts, won't they have an impact on living people?" I asked Xuan Ye out of curiosity.

Xuan Ye said lightly: "There is some influence. However, they are not evil ghosts. They usually abide by the laws of the Yang Realm and do not hurt others easily. At most, they are just teasing. You see."

I followed his line of sight and saw an old lady squatting by the fire, teasing a three or four-year-old kid. The kid handed the cookie to the old lady. The old lady smiled and took it out of her pocket.

A ghost coin.

The little boy was so amused that he put the coin on his mother's head. He was so angry that he grabbed his arm and beat him: "Little bastard, I cursed your mother to die early! If I had known better, I wouldn't have brought you here. You

This little bastard!"

The little kid cried loudly after being beaten. When the old woman saw this, she walked over and pinched the neck of the woman who was squatting on the ground and burning paper.

"Cough, cough, cough!" The woman quickly let go of the little boy, holding her neck and gasping, "Go home, go home, I can't breathe!"

The little kid wiped his tears but clapped his hands and cheered: "Grandma, come on, come on!"

"Grandma?" When the woman heard the child calling her grandma, she was so frightened that she didn't even take the bamboo basket and didn't want the child. She ran towards home, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die. The old woman is back to claim her life!"

I saw the old woman lying on the woman's neck and not letting go, and asked hesitantly: "Are you sure this won't kill anyone?"

"No." Xuan Ye pulled me forward without changing his expression, passing through the firelight and the ghostly shadows: "That old lady is her mother-in-law. The old lady was very kind and charitable during her lifetime. She accumulated a lot of bad virtues and had a good temper.

, just a bit too weak.

After this woman married her son, because she was dissatisfied with her son's money being kept in her hands, she treated her extremely harshly and forced her to hand over the financial power of the family. She was forced to give up all her family's savings, including her

All the money the old man had saved for her during his lifetime was given to the woman for safekeeping.

As a result, not long after, the woman's father became seriously ill. In order to take her father to a large county hospital, the woman used the money she had saved at home. The woman spent all her family's savings to cure her father's illness.

When she found out, she was very angry and had a big quarrel with the woman. She was so angry that she suffered a stroke.

It was also this stroke that cost her her life. She could have been saved originally, but unfortunately her son could no longer afford a penny and had no money to treat her, so he had to let her lie in bed.

It hurts to death."

"She is an evil daughter-in-law! No wonder she wants to pester that woman." I said angrily.

Xuan Ye sighed: "After all, she is still soft-hearted and can't do it. Otherwise, she would have gotten back this debt with her daughter-in-law."

I walked forward slowly step by step with Xuan Ye, and suddenly I noticed a naked little boy lying on a girl's shoulder and playing with her hair...

"Why are there such young children here?"

Xuan Ye said: "That's an unborn baby spirit. That eighteen-year-old girl met someone unkind when she was sixteen. She tasted forbidden fruit with her high school boyfriend and got pregnant. Her parents in the county learned about this.

After the incident, I took her to the hospital to have an abortion.

Ying Ling is only two years old, very well-behaved, and is a boy. After the girl had the abortion, her boyfriend often beat and scolded her, and she also had sex with other girls outside. Ying Ling is spiritually connected to her mother and knows her mother's pain.

He kept pestering his father, and some time ago, the boy almost got into a car accident.

This child has always loved his mother. His mother also felt guilty for him and was afraid that he would suffer down there, so she burned new shoes and clothes for him every now and then."

"Having a child at the age of sixteen will have a great impact on a girl's psychology. Rural areas are conservative, and if something like this happens, a girl's life will be ruined." I said with pity and a heavy heart.

"So, before making any decision, you should think twice before making a decision, and don't let your impulse ruin your life."

"Maybe this is the price of making a mistake."

I can see that the girl really feels regret for the unborn child.

But being young and frivolous is also risky.

As we walked forward, a man who was not afraid of death suddenly rushed into the crowd of ghosts.

Under such a serious environment, the young comrade named Shi was still in the mood to broadcast live.

Holding a selfie stick in his hand, he held up his mobile phone and shouted at the live broadcast camera: "Good evening, everyone in the live broadcast room. Today, we came to Cinnabar Town, a famous ghost town in the North! What? The signal is not very good.

?It is normal for the signal to be poor in the mountains! I have already added a signal booster, otherwise it will be even worse."

"Hey, I've been here for two days. I can't eat well or sleep well. There's really nothing interesting in these deep mountains and wild forests. I'm forced to come here because of no choice. Those friends of mine are the kind of friends who talk too much.

, I didn’t mean to come here to hunt for treasures, so I just thought that since I have a lot of free time, I would accompany them here and give them a lot of experience!”

"Burn paper? Today is the Little Ghost Festival in Cinnabar Town. All these ladies and gentlemen are paying homage to the dead souls! Fighting ghosts? How could I possibly hit ghosts? Which ghost dares to provoke me? I will wait for you with my fist... Come to this uncle for an interview.

Let me ask you, do you think what you are doing is meaningful? You don’t really think there are ghosts in this world, do you?”

The old man who was burning the paper rolled his eyes at him and said nothing.
To be continued...