Chen Mengsheng hurriedly supported Zheng Weimin and carried him back to the house. After beating his chest and back for a while, Zheng Weimin woke up slowly and cried loudly when he thought that Ye Shuang'er was dead.
After Zheng Weimin stopped crying, Chen Mengsheng asked: "Do you still think about what happened during the Dragon Boat Festival before February?"
Zheng Weimin murmured in despair: "How can we forget that..."
That day, I was holding Peng'er to give you some sweets. Unexpectedly, Lu Yunxiao came over angrily, slapped Peng'er without any reason and dragged the child into Qianyuan. I wanted to go to Lu Yunxiao to explain that it was just a joke.
But after I knocked on the door for a long time, I could only hear Peng'er's heart-wrenching cry, but no one came to open the door.
I waited outside the Qianyuan, probably after a stick of incense. Then Lu Yunxiao came out with a livid face. When he saw me, he snorted coldly. I went over to explain to him. Not only did he not listen to what I said,
He also made sarcastic remarks, saying that I was guilty of being a thief, so I had no choice but to follow him from a distance, all the way to the Zuixian Restaurant in Yifengqiao, Huzhou Prefecture. I didn't have much money with me, so I waited outside the Zuixian Restaurant.
He came out and explained to him again. I remember that Lu Yunxiao was drunk until the second watch of the night and was picked out by the waiter of Zuixian Restaurant. I saw the waiter helped him call a donkey cart.
, and also ordered the driver to go to Qianyuan. A young man in his teens drove away.
"What happened next?" Chen Mengsheng asked.
"Then I couldn't catch up with the donkey cart, so I had to go home. When I got to Zhuangzi, I heard that the third uncle who was working on watch had died at the door of my house. It was already the fourth watch. The third uncle's dead body had already been given to them.
My family carried it back, and I was full of worries myself, so I didn’t ask the third uncle about it.”
When Chen Mengsheng heard how someone had died, he frowned and was speechless for a long time, thinking that there was something strange about the death of the third uncle. Was it a sudden death? Or did he see something?
"Then did you see Lu Yunxiao later?"
"No, who are you? Why do you ask me these questions?"
"Don't you know that the Lu House in Qianyuan is haunted?"
"Me, I went to Lu Zhai the next day and the building was already empty. I only saw this in the study of Lu Zhai." Zheng Weimin took out a piece of paper from under the mat with the words "Qing Zhe" written on it, Ye Shuang'er's death letter.
Those who are self-purifying and those who are turbid will become turbid. Those who are not vindicated will have their ambitions revealed through death." These sixteen characters.
Chen Mengsheng asked: "Have you never looked for Ye Shuang'er?"
"I've been searching every day. In the past two months, I've traveled all over Huzhou Prefecture and Shaoxing Prefecture. I finally found the private school where Lu Yunxiao taught, but people said that Lu Yunxiao had never gone back. I originally thought it was Lu Yunxiao who came back.
After leaving the garden, I took Ye Shuang'er away. I didn't expect Shuang'er to be dead. She was dead. It was me who harmed her. It was me who harmed her." When Zheng Weimin said this, he beat his chest and cried loudly.
When Chen Mengsheng shook his head and sighed and walked out of Zheng Weimin's house, it was already noon. There were several children catching crickets in the field in the back village. Chen Mengsheng quietly walked over and helped a few children turn over the big rocks. The children grabbed
The cricket was very grateful to Chen Mengsheng. He kept chirping. Chen Mengsheng smiled and asked: "Does any of you know where the third uncle who is doing the watch lives?"
"I know."
"I know."
"The third house on the east side is the one with the maroon gate." Several children rushed to answer Chen Mengsheng, and Chen Mengsheng didn't know who to listen to.
The third uncle can be regarded as a highly respected person in Houzhuang. He has been dead for two months, but when Houzhuang mentions this old man, he sighs sincerely. Chen Mengsheng came to the third house in the east of the village with a maroon wooden door.
, raised his hand to open the door, and a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old came to open the door from the courtyard.
"Who are you looking for, sir?"
"I came here to enjoy the lotuses. I was thirsty and wanted to ask for a bowl of water."
"Grandma, grandma. There is a passerby who wants to ask for water." The little girl turned around and asked.
"Little girl, let me come in and have a drink of water, sit down and rest for a while."
Chen Mengsheng entered the courtyard and saw a white-haired old woman with filial piety and five or six children plucking lotus seeds in the pergola. There were two bamboo plaques on the ground with the lotus seeds inside. Several children were plucking lotus seeds.
Reaching for the hill-like lotus pods piled next to them, the children looked at the stranger Chen Mengsheng from time to time.
The old woman said: "Little girl, why don't you quickly pour a bowl of lotus seed tea for the guests?"
Chen Mengsheng bowed to the old woman and thanked her. After a while, the oldest girl in the Chen family brought out a bowl of lotus seed tea and handed it to Chen Mengsheng.
Chen Mengsheng took a sip of the lotus seed tea, which was seven-tenths of the sweetness with one-third of the bitterness. After the bitterness, there was a hint of freshness, which made the mouth full of bitter taste. Chen Mengsheng began to help the old man pick up the lotus seeds while chatting about household matters.
"Auntie, what's your surname? How old will you be this year?"
"Haha, this guest manager. My surname is Qin. I am sixty-six years old this year."
"Who are there at home?"
"There are two sons and three daughters in the family. The daughters are all married, the sons have gone to the fields, and the daughter-in-law has gone to collect lotus flowers. Alas, the old man died two months ago."
"How did you die? Did you have any illness?" When Chen Mengsheng asked this, he felt a little nervous. It was really confusing to think of Ye Shuang'er who was neither alive nor dead.
Aunt Qin looked at Chen Mengsheng and said, "Why is the guest management so concerned about my old man's death? What's there to say if he's already dead?"
"To be honest, auntie, I am a Feng Shui expert. I just passed by and saw that your place is very evil. Only by knowing how you died can you break the evil."
Upon hearing this, Aunt Qin's face suffocated and she said to the children: "You guys don't have to work today. Little girl, you are the eldest sister and you are so good at taking care of your younger siblings." The children in the courtyard seemed to be in a state of confusion.
He was pardoned and left the hospital happily.
After the children had gone away, Aunt Qin closed the courtyard door and then said to Chen Mengsheng: "Master, my old man died in a strange way. Every night, I will think of the tragic scene when the old man died." Aunt Qin's eyes widened when she said this,
He clenched his hands into fists and gritted his teeth.
"Aunt Qin, please slowly tell me what is going on?"
"My old man's surname is Ye, who is the third among his brothers. He is seventy-four this year. People in the village call him Third Uncle. A few years ago, a blind fortune teller came to the village and told my old man that seventy-four was a hurdle.
I can live to be eighty-nine. But I never expected..., ah, my miserable old man, I asked him not to go to bed, he must have done it to atone for his sins..." Aunt Qin cried when she said this
She began to howl, how could a person be so ruthless? When Aunt Qin's crying gradually stopped, Chen Mengsheng asked: "Atonement? What happened two months ago?"
Aunt Qin choked and said: "My old man is a warm-hearted man. He felt bad if there was no watchman in the village at night, so he went to watch the village every night regardless of our objections. Two months ago it happened to be the Dragon Boat Festival.
It was getting dark after the whole family had dinner. As usual, my old man looked at the fragrance and went out to watch the first watch. Later, the whole family turned off the lights and went to bed, probably before the third watch. There was someone in Zhuangzi
He knocked on the door and said that my old man passed out and died at the door of that idiot Zheng Weimin's house."
"Idiot Zheng Weimin? Why?" Chen Mengsheng asked in confusion.
"Oh, I don't know what kind of evil this child has done in his last life. Even a good girl can't get along with him, but he can't forget about Miss Shuang'er from the Ye family. On the day that Miss Shuang'er married into the Lu family in Huzhou Prefecture, Zheng Weimin even danced
Fortunately, someone saw him in time. They were already married and still behaved like this. People in Zhuangzi called him a fool. Later, Zheng Weimin's parents died, and no one cared about this fool.
.He carries a sugar man's burden to Huzhou Prefecture every day. Some people also saw that idiot outside the Lu Mansion gate of Qianyuan every day. If that idiot could catch a glimpse of Ye Shuang'er outside Qianyuan, he would definitely be singing a song.
"Zhuangzi, if I haven't seen you for a few days, Ye Shuang'er will definitely come back listless. He won't have any land, and he will be on the road to and from Huzhou every day."
"A thousand pieces of gold are easy to come by, but a lover is rare. Then when you went to Zheng Weimin's place, was the third uncle already dead?"
Aunt Qin looked around and said in a trembling voice: "When I... and my two... sons... arrived,... my... my old man... hadn't... died yet. She grabbed my hand and said...
There was a ghost, and he saw Ye Shuang'er...hanging on the tree...with her tongue hanging out...about a foot long, and her eyes full of...blood. She was smiling...and walking towards him..."
Chen Mengsheng asked again: "Is there really someone hanging on the tree?"
"No, I've seen it. There was no one in the tree, but my old man said he saw a ghost. When he died, his eyes were bulging, his mouth was crooked, and there was blood in his ears and nose..."
"Boring, boring, boring. Come here quickly, the idiot is setting himself on fire. Help him. The idiot is setting himself on fire..." After Chen Mengsheng heard the sound of gongs and Qiang, a vertical ladder jumped out of the yard and headed straight towards Zheng Weimin's house.
Fly away.
By the time Chen Mengsheng arrived, Zheng Weimin's home was already in flames, and the pungent smell of lamp oil filled the entire street.
Zheng Weimin in the room was shouting: "Shuang'er, I hurt you, Weimin will pay for you with my life..., hahaha. Shuang'er, you have to wait for me..." Zheng Weimin kept shouting.
When they arrived, the house collapsed and Zheng Weimin was trapped in a sea of flames.
Chen Mengsheng saw Zheng Weimin's soul floating in the air. He took out the soul-capturing bottle and cast a soul-capturing spell to absorb Zheng Weimin's soul into the bottle. This time, Zheng Weimin's self-immolation made Chen Mengsheng feel a little guilty.
, if I had not come to him today, maybe Zheng Weimin would not have died. In any case, he would go to the Netherworld to find out the matter and give an explanation to Zheng Weimin and Ye Shuang'er...
Chen Mengsheng took advantage of the time when people were fighting the fire, found a deserted place, recited the incantation, and went to the netherworld with his yin and yang boots...