The female ghost stared at Long Chuxia for a while before asking: "Who are you?"
Long Chuxia looked straight and said coldly: "Now I'm asking you, why did you buy the crystal bag?"
The female ghost's face seemed to be in pain and resentment. She paused for a while and then said: "Buy something for my son to eat."
"Your son?" Long Chuxia was a little confused, "Where is your son? Is there no one to take care of him? Where is his father?"
The female ghost's eyes suddenly became sharp, and she said in a cold tone: "His father is dead!"
Long Chuxia was silent for a moment, waiting for her to calm down before telling her.
After a while, the female ghost said quietly: "His father is still alive, but I can't give the child to him. He wants to sell the child."
"Where is the child?" Long Chuxia asked
The female ghost hesitated for a moment, then told Long Chuxia as if she had made up her mind, "Live with me!"
"What do you mean?" Long Chuxia was suddenly startled, "Where is your burial place?"
The female ghost nodded hesitantly, "Yes!"
"Are you crazy? He is a human or not a ghost. You take him to the place where you are buried? The yin energy there is very strong. You will kill him!" Long Chuxia said angrily.
The female ghost looked up hastily and looked at Long Chuxia in panic, "What should we do? He is getting worse and worse now. I thought he was hungry!"
Long Chuxia sighed, called the shopkeeper to pay, then took the woman's hand and walked out the door. The shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Slow down!"
The female ghost led Long Chuxia westward, to the suburbs, and then walked a mountain road, up the mountain, and then entered a narrow road, up the mountain, and into the forest. Along the way, there were thorns everywhere, and there were many cockleburs on Long Chuxia's dress.
She just pulled it out and it got stained again, so she didn't bother to do it and followed the female ghost all the way into the mountains.
Finally we reached the top of a hill full of graves. This place was better than the mass graves, but it was surrounded by mountains, rugged rocks, and no trees to cover it. There was a dark stream at the bottom. The water coming out of the stream was not clear, but
Huang Ni Shui Long squatted down and took a look, a little surprised.
The female ghost said calmly: "There is yellow mud washed down from above, so it doesn't matter that all the water here is polluted. No one here will drink the water!"
"The Yindi Zhuoquan is blocked from all sides. It forms a natural barrier. No wonder no ghosts come here." Long Chuxia said calmly.
The female ghost was slightly startled, "Is that so? I thought it was just the ghosts who ignored us!"
"This turbid spring and these barrier mountains have blocked the Huangquan Road. It is normal for the ghost to be unable to find it for a while." Based on the breath of the stranger, Long Chuxia locked a simple tomb, pointed and asked: "Is this here?"
The female ghost nodded, "Yes, it's not closed inside. There are many underground caves extending in all directions, but it's just dark."
Long Chuxia called out Xiaosi and Xiaowu. In just a moment, he dug up the entire tomb. The lid of the thin coffin inside was opened. It was a mother-child coffin. It was very big. The coffin was empty. The child was placed under the cave with stones on it.
It's safe to block the new mud
The child is very young, about one year old. His breath is very weak, his face is pale, and he is very thin.
The female ghost said: "He only has six teeth, so he can't eat many things. Crystal bags are soft and he likes to eat them most..." She was explaining why she wanted to buy crystal bags.
The hedgehog picked up the child and placed it on Long Chuxia's hand. When Long Chuxia saw the child's eyebrows, he was stunned for a moment, then his face changed and he said angrily to the female ghost: "You can't be a mother at all!"
The female ghost was a little at a loss, "Will he die?"
Long Chuxia sighed, "I will try my best to save him, but..." Long Chuxia paused and said, "It still depends on his own fate!"
It is no longer a question of whether he can survive. The Yin Qi here is very heavy and there are graves all around. He is the only living person and has absorbed all the resentment and Yin Qi here. In addition, he himself also has resentment, and this resentment has accumulated.
In his mind, he has become a half-human, half-ghost monster.
This kind of corpse is not called a monster, it is an infant corpse. It is a kind of living corpse. The infant corpse is formed by absorbing the yin energy and resentment of the deceased. He is not a dead person himself, but the yin energy is too strong in the body and will gradually erode him.
Once the yin energy exceeds the yang energy, the yang energy will quickly decay. In the end, the remaining yang energy can keep the body alive, but in fact, it is no different from the dead.
The female ghost didn't know, and thought he was malnourished. If he continued to live there, he would absorb all the grievances of the surrounding ghosts, and he would become a very fierce and ferocious evil spirit. This kind of evil spirit has accumulated too much
Resentful and ignorant of good and evil, he has a vicious heart and acts viciously, which can kill people if he strikes out.
The female ghost followed Long Chuxia step by step and asked: "Then, how to save him? Where are you taking us? Don't give him to his father, he will sell him!"
Long Chuxia paused, frowned and asked, "What did you say?"
The female ghost glanced at Long Chuxia warily and remained silent.
Long Chuxia knew that he could not bring the mother and son back to the palace. The royal aura in the palace was too strong, and the mother and son could not enter the palace at all, especially the child, who was full of evil and yin energy. If he entered the palace, he would be injured by the dragon aura immediately.
There is a house outside the official palace, but this man is as timid as a mouse. He is not willing to live with ghosts even if he is killed.
The only solution for now is to ask King Qingping if he is willing. He is a tiger general. The house he lives in has enough aura to block the invasion of Yin Qi, so Yin Qi will not harm the people in his house as long as he does not inform the people in his house.
Just say it and listen to King Qingping, there should be no problem
But why would King Qingping be willing to help her with this? Long Chuxia only thought about these questions and put aside what the female ghost had just said, forgetting about her question about the child’s father.
"What's your name?" Long Chuxia asked
The female ghost replied: "My name is Qiu Yuji, and I died in August this year!"
"What happened last month? How did you die?"
"Throw into the river," Qiu Yujiao replied somewhat faintly.
"I'm really a little surprised. You drowned yourself in the river, but why was your child with you? Was he buried with you?" Long Chuxia asked
"I hugged him and jumped into the river. At that time, those people probably thought he was dead, so they let him be buried with me. But the day after the burial, he came back to life. I began to regret taking him to jump into the river. I suddenly wanted him to
To live a healthy life, I tried every means to find food for him. But at the beginning, I couldn't touch him, couldn't touch any food, and even wanted to give him some water. I couldn't do it. I was anxious, so some ghosts taught me,
Slowly, I could touch things, touch the child, and even fill water. The child always wanted food, so I went into town to buy food for him. I bought many kinds. His favorite was the crystal bag, which he could eat every time.
Eat one." Qiu Yujiao seemed to be expressionless when she said these words, but her eyes were filled with tears. She must be very used to restraining her expressions on weekdays. She is a woman with strong endurance, but she doesn't know what happened to her.
She actually wanted to hold her child and jump into the river. Long Chuxia didn't want to ask her. What she was going to say would definitely say that if a woman wanted to hold her son to death, there must be a tragic story behind it. She was not a gossip. She would rather not know.
I don’t want to pick other people’s wounds. After all, things are already like this, and knowing the reasons can’t change anything.