"This is what I heard from Er Pang. He and the Master are the best friends." Yaya said, "I don't know about the rest. I was still young three years ago."
Yaya's chubby little face turned red, and she looked at Xiao Bai Zhu, who was even smaller than her.
Obviously she is the elder sister, but she doesn't dare to step forward when she looks at Xiao Bai Zhu. Compared to her peers, she still likes this white-haired elder sister.
"Then have you seen Yao Niang after her death?" Yan Yan asked casually.
"I've seen it before." Yaya asked excitedly, "Then will I be able to see grandpa again in the future?"
Yan Yan couldn't answer what Yaya said.
A dead person can never be seen, just like Zhang Sheng, even if he is chased in the underworld, he will never be seen.
Yaya knew that Yan Yu and others wanted to know about Yao Niang. Although she didn't know much about life and death, she also knew that her grandfather might never come back like her parents.
"When Yao Niang died, grandpa also went to the master's house. Grandpa said that he buried Yao Niang on the hillside with his own hands. Later, after meeting Yao Niang with grandpa, grandpa ignored me for several days.
When I saw Yaoniang's uncle and aunt in the village, everyone became very strange, like wooden figures.
Oh, yes, the master went crazy. When he saw Yao Niang later, I don’t know what he did after that, but Yao Niang never appeared again, but no one in the village spoke anymore."
After finishing her words, Yaya tilted her head and looked at the three people in front of her who were thinking, and finally fell on Xiao Bai Zhu.
This brother is so handsome.
"I didn't understand." Yan Yan whispered into Qingxuan's ear, "What do you think happened in Zhangmen Village?"
Qingxuan took two steps back and cleared his throat, "She was still young at the time and didn't understand many things at all. It's normal for you to not understand, adults."
In Zhangmen Village, about the three weirdos staying at Yaya's house, no one from the other villagers seemed to ask, but in fact there were quite a few people passing by Yaya's house.
Qingxuan was looking for the center of Zhangmen Village's formation, and Yan Yan came to the entrance of the courtyard to help Yaya repair the courtyard wall at home.
As soon as she turned around, she saw an old woman with less gray hair, using a cane. When she looked at the old woman, the old woman had not yet reacted. When she did, she hurriedly tried to leave with the cane. As a result, her legs and feet were not strong enough, and she was unable to move.
I was in a hurry again, and somehow my crutch and my leg got tripped.
The old woman is about the same age as Grandpa Yaya. If she hits the ground, she will probably be dead.
Just when the old woman was about to fall to the ground with a look of despair, she saw the white-haired girl who was still sitting on the wall of the courtyard. The next moment, she appeared beside her and helped her up in time.
Her snow-like hair, her rare beauty in the world, her noble and luxurious clothes, and the jade hands that held her up.
Before she fell into coma, the old woman thought she saw a goddess in the sky.
"Mother-in-law, mother-in-law?" Yan Yan sniffed the old woman's breath.
It feels like breathing, but also feels like there isn't.
She put her fingers under her nose again, completely unaware that she was subconsciously holding her breath.
"What's wrong? Who is this old man?"
As if he had seen the savior, Yan Yan put the old woman down carefully, got up and came to the old woman with Xiao Bai Zhu in his arms, "Look, this old woman is dead. She closed her eyes suddenly, which shocked me."
After the old woman woke up, she couldn't see the goddess anywhere but a little girl who was still wet.
After Yaya saw the old woman waking up, she quickly called Yan Yan and the others.
"Just wake up. If you keep yelling, you'll scare the old man away." Yan Yan entered the room, and the old woman kept staring at her, "Do you know me? You're looking at me so enthusiastically."
Yan Yan's words completely suppressed the fairy spirit in her body.
The old woman smiled bitterly in her heart, how could there be any goddess in this world.
"Can you leave? If you can, just go home. Yaya's family doesn't have that much rice." Yan Yao said in a very tacky way. Even Yaya blushed after hearing this.
The old woman nodded and looked at Yaya, "Your grandfather is buried in the back mountain. It's a nice place. Your parents are there to accompany him."
Yan Yan poured a bowl of warm water for the old woman and listened to the two people talking.
"Young lady, I'm afraid you didn't pass by our Zhangmen Village when you came here? Our Zhangmen Village has no access roads, and you won't pass by us no matter which road you take."
The topic suddenly turned to Yan Yu and the others. Yan Yu was still counting the ants on the ground and wondered if she had heard wrongly.
"Sister, they know Master Zhang." Yaya said, "Mother-in-law, do you know about Master Zhang's family?"
"I see, that must be a wealthy family that Zhang Sheng knew in the town."
The old woman is old, and her words and deeds don't look like she is dim-witted. She should be able to explain the affairs of Zhangsheng's family and Zhangmen Village clearly.
With this thought, Yan Yan quickly came to the old woman's side.
"It seems that your old man knows what happened to Zhang Sheng and the village."
"Zhang Sheng was a filial man, good to his family, and even more helpful to the villagers. Who knew that something like this would happen." The old woman sighed, "We don't know how Yao Niang died. It was just when she was buried.
, we realized that the whole village had been favored by Zhang Sheng, and when we saw that his family was in trouble, we helped bury Yao Niang, but we didn’t go out that night..."
The old woman had a look of fear on her face, and her hands like dry tree bark on crutches kept shaking.
"That Yao Niang was actually walking in the village, carrying a vegetable basket to the roadside to buy vegetables as usual. We didn't react at first, but when we saw the person clearly, we were so frightened that we were dumbfounded."
"Is the Yao Niang you saw later the same as the one you saw before you were alive?" Yan Yan asked doubtfully, "Could it be that the one who died was not Yao Niang?"
"They are all people living in the village. How could they not recognize whether they are alone? The appearance of Yao Niang alive is exactly the same as when we buried her." The old woman gestured on her body, "She is still wearing the same blue dress.
The colorful floral gown was worn by Yao Niang when she married Zhang Sheng. People in our village cannot afford to wear that kind of good material."
As he said that, he raised his eyes and looked at Yan Yan's clothes.
A fairy skirt with dark patterns and a silver hairpin.
She could still see such rich and noble people before she died, and she was not ignorant even if she went underground.
Yan Yu told Qingxuan about this, "I am so powerful that I can't appear in the same way as before. How can Yao Niang do that?"
Qingxuan pondered for a moment, then came to the old woman and asked: "Is there anyone who knows Yao Niang who knows the law of yin and yang?"
"I don't know about this woman yet... It seems that Yao Niang is from the nunnery in the town." The old woman didn't think about Yao Niang at first, but Qingxuan reminded her, "Are you talking about Yao Niang's death?"
Did someone from the nunnery do it to live again?"
Qingxuan did not answer and asked other questions, "How did Yao Niang disappear into the village after that? Did the people from the nunnery come to the village?"
"I came here, alas, it was that nunnery that made our village so suspicious."