This ghost must be someone familiar to Sister Qian, but why is it among my friends? Do I know this person? What is her purpose of doing this?
But the ghost never replied to my message, and I had no way of guessing. Sister Qian’s body was lying quietly in the room, as if she was asleep. I thought that the matter was over, but the appearance of the ghost made me feel
This matter is not that simple. I always feel that the ghost knows something. Only by finding her can we confirm it.
The next day, I was woken up by my fourth uncle in a daze. He asked me if anything happened last night. I shook my head. My fourth uncle smiled and told me to go home and have something to eat. If I felt sleepy, I would go back.
I need to catch up on some sleep. I have to hold a formal funeral today. I'm busy, so let me take the time to help.
I nodded and woke up Xiaobai who was sleeping in a daze. It was already daylight and I smiled awkwardly.
When we got home, my mother cooked a pot of noodles for Xiaobai and me, and added a poached egg to each of us. Xiaobai was enjoying the meal, but perhaps seeing my frown, Xiaobai suddenly took the poached egg from my bowl.
I was a little annoyed. I was feeling inexplicably irritable, but Xiaobai came to bother me at this time, so I threw the bowl aside.
Xiaobai stuffed the poached eggs into his mouth and stuttered: "If you don't eat it, I will!"
"How do you know how to eat?" I didn't have any appetite, so I squinted for a while last night. It made me feel sleepy. I got up and lay on the sofa, trying to squint for a while.
"You didn't sleep last night?" Xiaobai asked me.
I said yes.
"Still thinking about getting a ghost?"
I nodded. Xiaobai didn't know what happened next. I felt that telling him would be of no use, so I simply didn't want to tell him.
"Is there something you're hiding from me?" Xiaobai seemed very alert and could read my mind right away.
"No!" I shook my head. I just want to sleep now. Today is the first day of Sister Qian's funeral. People in the mountains have many rules. On the first day, gods must be invited, and relatives and friends must mourn. After Sister Qian's body,
They burn a handful of fire paper and cry a few times to express their longing for the deceased. They also go to other villages to invite mourners to mourn specifically for Sister Qian.
Xiaobai didn't buy it at all. He stood up and kicked me and said, "Speak quickly, otherwise you won't be able to sleep today. Anyway, I slept a lot last night and was very energetic!"
I was tired of being tortured by Xiaobai, so I threw my phone to Xiaobai and said, "See for yourself, this ghost knows Sister Qian, and is probably someone I know, but I don't know who she is!"
Xiaobai picked up the phone with a suspicious look on his face, then opened it and looked at it carefully. After a while, Xiaobai seemed to have realized something and said: "I said it couldn't be a ghost. Did you do something to apologize to this little kid?"
What happened to the girl? Tell me honestly, otherwise why would they pretend to be a ghost and scare you?"
I rolled my eyes at Xiaobai and said dissatisfiedly: "That's nonsense. I don't even know her. How could she do something that's sorry for others? I beg you, please stop bothering me and let me sleep for a while. I'm really sleepy."
Got it!'
Xiaobai smiled and started studying on his phone, not bothering me anymore.
I closed my eyes and said: 'Don't mess with my things, I don't have any privacy!'
I heard Xiaobai scold me: 'Who is interested in you, a damn faggot!'
I was really sleepy. When I closed my eyes, I felt an overwhelming sleepiness. Then I fell into a deep sleep. I could no longer hear the sounds around me. I slept so soundly that I didn’t even dream.
Maybe it’s not easy to dream during the day. When I woke up, I saw my fourth uncle standing in front of me with an anxious look on his face.
I was surprised and asked my fourth uncle what was wrong.
My fourth uncle didn't even have time to wipe the sweat off his forehead. He pulled me and walked out. My fourth uncle and I were the only two people in the room. Xiaobai didn't know where he went.
I threw my fourth uncle away and asked in confusion: "What happened? You are talking!"
The fourth uncle obviously encountered some trouble, so he pulled me and said, 'Please follow me to your third uncle's house first, and I'll tell you on the way!'
When I saw how anxious my fourth uncle was, he mentioned the third uncle again. I followed him and asked in surprise: 'Did something happen to Sister Qian?'
The fourth uncle looked very ugly and said as he walked: "It's not your sister Qian, it's Mengzi!"
I was startled and asked: "What's wrong with Mengzi?" I remember that yesterday I drew Mengzi's yang picture of red lotus and yaksha. Mengzi probably doesn't have the energy to do evil anymore today. This yin and yang red lotus and yaksha picture is very overbearing. No matter how evil Mengzi is,
I can't resist it. I think most of Mengzi's yang energy has been drained out at this moment. How can he have the ability to cause trouble again?
"Mengzi is causing trouble again?" I asked.
Fourth uncle shook his head and swallowed.
"No, Mengzi died. He died in your sister Qian's house! Didn't you and your friend keep vigil for your sister Qian yesterday? Hurry over and take a look. Mengzi's father is crying at your third uncle's house!"
Fourth uncle's words made my heart tense. Mengzi died? And he died in Sister Qian's house. How is this possible? It was indeed Xiaobai and I who kept vigil last night, but there was no one in the house except us last night.
And I didn’t see Mengzi in the morning. How could Mengzi die in Sister Qian’s house?
I said: 'Uncle Fourth, have you made a mistake? You all saw it in the morning. Mengzi was not there at all. And last night, when I let Mengzi go, you were also there!'
The fourth uncle nodded and said: "I know this, but Mengzi did die in your sister Qian's house. I found his body with my own hands!"
'"Where did you find it?" I asked.
"Lie under Sister Qian's bed!" When the fourth uncle said this, his voice was very low. I could see his eyes beating constantly. After hearing this, I fell into silence. I didn't know what to do.
He died under Sister Qian’s bed without knowing it!
It was impossible for my fourth uncle to lie to me. I quickly followed my fourth uncle and went straight to the third uncle’s house. As soon as I arrived at the door of the third uncle’s house, I saw many people gathered around the door. Originally, there was to be a funeral for Sister Qian today.
Yes, mourners and people from the village have also come, but other than this matter, we have to push it back. Mengzi’s father is lying in the third uncle’s yard, holding Mengzi’s body, crying loudly, saying
Sister Qian killed her fierce son and wanted the third uncle to pay with his life. I took a few steps forward and took a look.
Sure enough, it was Mengzi. The appearance of Mengzi's death was indescribably weird. His lips were blue, his eye circles were black, and his body was shriveled. It looked like he had been sucked dry by Red Lotus Yasha, but there was something inconsistent with it.
Unfortunately, Mengzi's death method was too cruel. Although Honglian Yaksha could drain Mengzi's yang energy, it did so slowly. Moreover, Mengzi was only painted with Yang painted red lotus yaksha last night. Even though Honglian
No matter how domineering Yasha was, he couldn't have done it so quickly. Mengzi looked like something had sucked up Mengzi's yang energy in a short period of time.