Chapter 70: The Yin Division is handling the case, leave it alone
Listening to his wife's words, Ye Zhiyuan felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
I am dead. I have been dead for six years.
He did not recover from the serious illness that year, but fell ill and died.
This reality was somewhat unacceptable to him.
"I...how could I die? I'm obviously still alive and well."
Ye Zhiyuan murmured, and the reason why Lin Ye and Dao Hai behind him were shocked was not because Ye Zhiyuan's wife exposed the truth that Ye Zhiyuan was a ghost.
What shocked the two people was that Ye Zhiyuan's wife was also a ghost in their eyes.
Are ghosts afraid of ghosts?
Ghosts shouting to catch ghosts?
Dao Hai already felt that his brain was not enough. Lin Ye's mind was spinning rapidly. It seemed that the problem was not with Ye Zhiyuan, but with Ye Zhiyuan and his wife.
No, Ye Zhiyuan said that he also has a son.
Ye Zhiyuan's son appeared.
After running out of the door, Yun Niang saw this and quickly stepped forward to hold the child in her arms.
"Xiaobao is not afraid!"
Ye Zhiyuan came back to his senses when he saw his son. Six years ago, his son was as tall as his knees, but now he is at waist level.
"Yunniang, what are you talking about? Xiaobao is my son, why is he afraid of me?"
"You...you are a ghost. Of course you should be afraid of...you have been dead for so many years. Why are you coming back?"
"Mother Yun, I'm not dead. I recovered from a serious illness six years ago. I thought of the letter I wrote to County Magistrate Ding after he left office and returned to his hometown. He went to Shangyang County to open a private school to teach Magistrate Ding's nephew.
Not long ago, during the first imperial examination of the new dynasty, Ding Gong’s son entered high school. I also had an explanation for Ding Gong, so I said goodbye to Ding Gong and came back to see you without stopping."
Ye Zhiyuan still didn't believe that he was dead. If he was dead, how could Ding Gong and those students not find out?
"You failed twice and were ridiculed by merchants. You were so angry that you fell ill. Where did you go to Shangyang County? If you don't believe it, come with me to see your grave."
There was not only fear but also resentment in Yun Niang's words. She led the way, and Ye Zhiyuan followed behind with a frown. When he crossed the backyard of Ye Mansion and walked to the hill behind, when he saw the tomb, Ye Zhiyuan was stunned.
[The tomb of late husband Ye Zhiyuan]
[Wife Yunniang leads her son and kowtows]
There is a tomb and a monument, and judging from the appearance of the tomb, it is obvious that it has been around for some time, so it cannot be faked.
"I...why am I dead? I'm obviously teaching, right...I send someone to send you a bunch of repairs every month. Have you ever received them?"
Ye Zhiyuan held on to his last hope, but what he didn't expect was that after hearing his words, Yun Niang's face became more resentful: "Where did the money come from? When you were young and successful, everyone supported you, so of course
There is no shortage of money, but since I was defeated twice, no one has cared about me. Finally, merchants came to ask for help, but you flatly refused and drove them away."
Ye Zhiyuan was a little embarrassed and explained: "Those businessmen only know how to make profits and have no character at all. How can you get that kind of money?"
"Yes, you are a scholar and you are noble, but your family has no surplus food. You were made angry and sick by the merchant's sarcastic words. In order to treat you, I pawned all the pawnable items in my family.
I can only dig wild vegetables to feed the little treasure, but who knew that you were so short-lived that you died of illness in just seven days."
Yun Niang has obviously been resentful about this matter for a long time. Even after six years, she still feels resentful about it.
Lin Ye listened to the conversation between the couple and sighed. These are the scholars in ancient times. They were self-proclaimed and noble. They only wanted to study, but they couldn't even take care of their own wives and children.
It is almost conceivable that when faced with businessmen coming to ask for money for writing, Ye Zhiyuan must refute it, while An Neng, a scholar, would give up for five pecks of rice.
Ye Zhiyuan adhered to the so-called noble nature of scholars, but the result was that his wife and children were hungry and had to dig wild vegetables to satisfy their hunger.
Similarly, the businessman originally thought that Ye Zhiyuan was so depressed. He came to ask for letters with good intentions but was rejected and humiliated. In anger, he also said many sarcastic words. However, a scholar like Ye Zhiyuan had never experienced such sarcasm. He fell ill in anger and fell ill again.
He didn't get up either.
But this is not what Lin Ye is confused about. What Lin Ye doesn't understand is that Ye Zhiyuan died of illness, how did his wife and son die, and why did he not know that he died.
"Senior brother, did you see anything?"
"It's strange. The Ye family doesn't look special. Ye Zhiyuan and his family are just ordinary ghosts. Why do they think they are living people?"
"If it's just self-deception, then it's okay. The key is why can't the people around me tell the difference?"
This is what Lin Ye is most confused about. Some ghosts may never know that they are dead because of certain obsessions during their lifetime. This situation still exists, but those ghosts generally live alone and have no contact with the outside world.
But Ye Zhiyuan's family is different. Ye Zhiyuan opened a private school to teach in Shangyang County. His wife and children live in the Ye family, and they also interact with neighbors.
"Junior brother, instead of guessing here, it is better to ask the local city god Yin Division. The Yin Division is in charge of the ghosts of the dead."
"How should we meet?"
"Just go to the City God's Temple."
Lin Ye nodded and was about to go to the Poyang County Town God's Temple with Dao Hai, but at this moment, there was a sudden shout from outside the door.
"Ye Zhiyuan, you are finally back!"
Lin Ye and Dao Hai turned around. Two soldiers appeared at the door, holding iron chains. But the strange thing was that the two soldiers were floating with their feet off the ground. This reminded Lin Ye of the battle in front of Miaoying Temple.
, the evil brought about by the City God who came to watch the battle.
"According to the order of the City God, Ye Zhiyuan's soul is captured and brought to trial."
The Yin Chai waved the chain in his hand and wrapped it directly around Ye Zhiyuan, while another Yin Chai did the same thing and locked Ye Zhiyuan's wife and children.
Being chained up, the expressions of the three members of Ye Zhiyuan's family became a little dull, and they slowly followed Yin Chai behind them.
"You two are so different, wait a minute."
Seeing that the three members of Ye Zhiyuan's family were about to be taken away, Lin Ye spoke.
Yin Chai turned around, glanced at Lin Ye, and said in a deep voice: "The Yin Division is handling the case, are you two trying to stop it?"
"I won't stop him, I'm just curious. Regardless of the fact that Ye Zhiyuan's soul has left the local area and the local underworld can't arrest him, why is it that the souls of Ye Zhiyuan's wife and children have been stuck here and are still living in Yang form?"
"This is my underworld and has nothing to do with you."
The hidden meaning of Yin Cha's words is that it's none of your business.
Lin Ye smiled and looked at Dao Hai, who touched his bald head: "That's right, it's none of our business."
After hearing this, Yin Chai turned his head and prepared to move forward. However, at the moment he turned his head, Dao Hai raised the Zen staff in his hand and struck it.