When we returned to the place where we came from, Axue had already met several of them, and Wang Kui did not show any surprise. Apparently, he had already guessed that this would be the result.
"Are we still going to take the water route?" I asked.
In the end, Wang Kui still nodded: "Of course, do you think I'm lying to you? Haha, not only do we have to take the waterway now, but we have to keep taking the waterway until we reach our destination."
He led us through a deserted wilderness, and what appeared in front of us was a small village. There was an ox cart parked on the dirt road in front of the village, and a dry old man was sitting on the ox cart smoking a cigarette.
Wearing a cigarette bag.
Seeing us coming, the old man got down from the bullock cart in a hurry, grinned, showing his teeth full of yellow and black. "Bosses, you are here. I have been waiting for you here for a while!"
I looked at the old man in surprise. It seemed that he was just a serious farmer. How did he know that we would come?
But soon Wang Kui explained that they had agreed with this old man a few days ago, and they had to walk a long way, so they spent two hundred yuan to hire this ox cart. Moreover,
This old man was very familiar with the roads in this area and prevented us from going the wrong way.
At almost noon, we got on the bullock cart and waited until it was completely dark before we arrived in front of a slope. When we got here, the old man stopped the bullock cart, pointed to the front and said, "Boss, I just
I can send you here. After passing this ghost ridge, you will find the place you are looking for. But old man, I advise you to wait until daybreak before going there. It will be safer that way."
I asked him why? Are there any man-eating beasts here?
After hearing this, the old man lowered his voice a little and said: "It's much scarier than a man-eating beast! You don't know that there is a mass grave in this ridge, and it's very dangerous inside. There are some unclean things.
Anyway, no one dares to leave this area at night, and even if we go in, we can’t get out."
"What? Is there any other story?" I became interested.
"Of course it works. Listen to me, old man." The old man paused for a while, lit a pot of tobacco leaves, and started smoking while talking.
The one on this side of Lingzi is called Shangling Village, and the other side of Lingzi is called Xialing Village. There are several miles between the two villages. The road in Shangling Village is solid and it is closer to the town, so it is more lively. Next
Lingcun's craftsmanship is relatively skillful. They often brew bean sprouts, grind some tofu, and the like and like to pick them up here to sell them, but they have to pass through this ridge in the middle.
There is a man in Xialing Village who specializes in making braised tofu. His surname is Liu. Because he has a pockmarked face and is short, people call him "Jiao Ma Liu". But his craftsmanship is very good, and the braised tofu he makes is popular among people.
He likes to eat and is famous throughout the country.
One time, he went to Shangling Village to sell tofu. It rained heavily that day, so the tofu was not easy to sell. By the time he finished mixing the two bags of tofu, it was already dark.
Naturally, he had to pass through this ridge on his way home. He had never walked at night here before, so he didn't know the taboos here. The rain stopped at this time, and as soon as he reached the ridge, he felt a little urgent to urinate.
So he casually settled the matter on the roadside.
But he didn't expect that soaking in urine would cause trouble. As soon as he walked away, a few handfuls of mud were thrown at him. It was muddy all over his body and smelled like urine.
Aima Liu immediately felt that something was wrong. There was no one in this place, so he must have encountered a ghost. He stopped quickly, and probably said some polite words such as being offended, but it was useless. As soon as he left
, just a few handfuls of rotten mud.
At this moment, he heard sighs coming from behind him. But when he looked back, he couldn't see anything. It had just rained, and it was pitch black all around, but the grass and leaves on both sides kept moving.
, making a rustling sound.
"Hey!" Another sigh came from behind, this time he was closer, and Xiaoma Liu felt something standing close to him. He only felt that his scalp was numb, and all the hairs on his body stood up. However,
After all, he was just a farmer. He didn't understand the concept of "demons are invisible and ghosts hide their faces". In the end, he couldn't help but look back.
Immediately, he saw a disheveled thing with a face like dead tree bark, lips like blood, and teeth that were turned out, standing behind him, staring at him with a pair of dead fish eyes. The short man Liuhun was almost scared to death, and he suddenly jumped up.
He sat down on the ground, but at this moment, the ghost thing disappeared again.
He didn't know whether he was dazzled or if he really saw a ghost. By this time, he was so frightened that he couldn't care about anything. He threw the pick on the ground, got up and ran home.
When he got home, his wife saw that he was covered in mud and his penis was gone, so she asked him what was going on. He didn't dare to tell her, so she hurriedly took a bath and hid in the bed. But the matter was not over at all, as long as he closed his eyes
, the disheveled ghost will appear in front of his eyes, sighing continuously.
After being tortured all night, Gaoma Liu had no choice but to run to Lincun the next day to find an old man named Yang. The old man was a well-known "sir" in the area, and he was looking for a house in the surrounding areas.
I basically go to him when choosing a cemetery, and he knows a lot about this aspect.
As soon as he heard what happened to him, Mr. Yang immediately scolded him, saying that the ridge was originally a mass grave, and anyone who had no place to bury their dead would be dragged there. It can be said that half of the ridge was
It's all piled up with human bones and coffins. You peed on it and poured it on the heads of countless people. Do you think those ghosts can stop haunting you?
Aima Liu thought about it, but it was too late to regret it now, so he asked Mr. Yang how to solve it. Mr. Yang said that ghosts don't show their faces to others. If they show you, it means that they are obsessed with you.
Such a vicious ghost must be an unjust ghost. You can only go along with it, don't go against it.
He asked Ma Liu to describe the ghost he saw, and then picked up a pen and paper to draw. After a while, the face of an old lady appeared on the paper.
Mr. Yang told Aima Liu that this was what the ghost he saw looked like when he was alive, and asked him to take the paper and go to several nearby villages to ask to see whose ancestor this was and who had it when he died.
Whatever her wish is, if you help her fulfill that wish, the matter will be settled.
Aima Liu did not dare to neglect, and asked questions all over the village with the portrait. When he asked about Shangling Village, someone recognized him. The old lady in the painting was from a family named Ma in his village. Old lady Ma was there.
Died five years ago.
The man said that Mrs. Ma also had a perverse temper. When she died, the whole country was advocating cremation, but Mrs. Ma had one wish, that is, to be buried after death.
When she died five years ago, her son also cremated her in accordance with national regulations. At that time, his family was very poor and could not afford the cost of cremation. Later, the villagers gave him an idea and asked him to get a pile of firewood by himself.
, just burn it as you like.
Oddly enough, the day his son burned her, the sky was sunny and fine, but when the fire was being lit, it suddenly started raining, so it was not burned at that time.
The next day, her son was about to burn it again. This time it was even more evil. Suddenly a strong wind blew over and overturned the pile of firewood. Mrs. Ma's eyes were closed when she died, but she opened them at that time.
.
The people in the village said that there was going to be an evil spirit, and Mrs. Ma must have resentment in her heart. She must not burn it anymore, otherwise it would definitely cause trouble.
His son was also scared at the time and did not dare to burn it anymore, so he wrapped Mrs. Ma's body in a straw mat. Several people from the village helped to pull it to Guiling and hurriedly buried it.
Aoma Liu felt at that time that the resentment in the old lady Ma's heart must not have dissipated, but logically speaking, she had not been burned at that time. Forget her wish, why was she still pestering him?
He asked the man if Mrs. Ma had any other wishes before she died. The man said that Mrs. Ma had always wanted to have a coffin before she died, but her family was too poor and they never got it.
Only then did Aima Liu suddenly realize. He quickly went to the coffin shop and bought a coffin. He painted it three times with paint and asked someone to help carry it to the ghost ridge.
That night, he went alone according to Mr. Yang's instructions. When he arrived at Guiling, he found that there was a village up there. It was very noisy and many people gathered around a shabby earth house.
He walked over and took a look, and saw an old lady sitting in the earthen house. She smiled when she saw him. People nearby came up to congratulate the old lady, and they all said with envy that she was getting a new house.
Even though Liu Dang broke out in a cold sweat, knowing that these people were all ghosts, things had already come to this, and he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk into the earthen house.
The old lady looked at him and nodded with a smile, saying thank you repeatedly. Shorty Ma Liu picked up the old lady. As soon as the house was unearthed, the people disappeared, and he found that he was standing on the edge of a pit, holding him in his arms.
With a corpse.
He put the bones into the coffin, then pushed the coffin into the pit, and finally buried it at dawn.
He breathed a sigh of relief after returning home, thinking that this time he had bought a coffin and had done everything, and things would finally be over! But he didn't expect that he fell ill just three days later, and kept talking nonsense.
, "uneasy and kind-hearted", "threatening..." and the like, the person died as soon as he got to the hospital. After examination, it was found that he died of gallbladder, which means he was scared to death.
His wife later found Mr. Yang and asked her what was the reason for her husband's unknown death.
Mr. Yang felt that the matter should still be related to Mrs. Ma, so he sent a few people to Guiling to dig up Mrs. Ma's new grave. It turned out that the coffin bought by Aima Liu was made of locust tree.
Maybe he bought the coffin because he thought it was cheap at the time, but unexpectedly he lost his life because of it.
Later, people from Shangling Village and Xialing Village jointly spent money to buy another cypress coffin, and this was finally concluded.