parallel world!
August 1, 1981!
Guangdong Province, Longtan Town, a remote mountain village!
My name is Gao Yongqiang, I am forty-three years old and I am a villager in Gaojia Village!
That night, Gao Yongqiang went home from the fields as usual. After dinner, he carried an eel cage on his back and carried an oil lamp to the river outside the village to lower the eel cage. Catching eels is one of the main sources of income for his family.
The sky was gray, and he walked for half an hour, passed by Stone Village, and came to a stone bridge. There was a small river under the bridge, which was his destination.
"Woo!"
Suddenly, Gao Yongqiang saw a flash of fire on the bridge in front of him, accompanied by waves of low cries.
He looked towards the end of the bridge. Not far away, two people were burning paper money. Through the light of the burning fire, he saw an old woman and a woman. They looked sad and were crying. There were sacrifices on the ground. It seemed that It's a memorial ceremony.
"Isn't this Li Damao's wife and mother?"
Gao Yongqiang recognized the identities of the two people at a glance. They were from neighboring villages and basically knew each other.
He suddenly remembered that there was news in their village some time ago that Li Damao from Shitou Village was said to have been hit by a car and fell under the bridge when he was returning from town one night and died on the spot.
The driver who caused the accident was from Taoyuan Village. It was said that he drove for a senior official in the county and paid a large sum of money to Li Damao's family.
Burning paper to pay homage to people outside at night will send shivers down anyone's spine if they see them. Moreover, it is the seventh month of the lunar calendar and the Ghost Festival is approaching.
Gao Yongqiang secretly thought, is today Li Damao's first seven?
He has thought about changing places, but this time he will spend more time and miss the best time to release the cage.
Gao Yongqiang suppressed the fear in his heart and walked over. There were a lot of paper money scattered on the ground. He didn't dare to say hello. He passed by the two people and then walked down a path beside the bridge to the river.
He used an oil lamp to illuminate the path under his feet, and relied on his years of experience in catching eels to find a suitable location for the cage.
After just a few steps, the crying above the bridge stopped. Gao Yongqiang subconsciously looked back and saw that Li Damao's wife and mother were already walking towards Stone Village.
call!
He breathed a sigh of relief, there was no such horrible crying sound, and his tense spirit relaxed.
He didn't read the almanac when he went out tonight. When he saw this, even though he was used to walking at night, he was a little embarrassed.
He hurriedly looked for a suitable place to put the eel in the cage, and quickly put the eel in the cage and went home.
It took twenty minutes for Gao Yongqiang to lower all the twenty eel cages he had brought, and then returned the same way.
Klukkkkkkkkkkk!
When we were about to return to the bridge, there was a rustling sound from the bridge.
Gao Yongqiang looked up and saw that the candles on the bridge had long been extinguished. Under the dim moonlight, a figure squatted vaguely on the bridge. He thought to himself: "Is there someone else coming to worship Li Damao?"
When the figure heard the noise under the bridge, he was so frightened that he threw away what he was holding, turned around and ran away.
"who?"
Gao Yongqiang was startled by this scene. He saw the back of the man in the blurred moonlight. The man was tall and disappeared from his sight in a flash.
He walked up the slope and returned to the bridge road, shining his oil lamp on the road.
But he saw a bitten apple where the man had been.
Gao Yongqiang was stunned for a moment and suddenly understood, "Did that person just eat the sacrifice? No wonder he ran so fast."
A cool breeze blew, and Gao Yongqiang felt a bit chilly. He didn't dare to think more about it, so he quickly left the bridge and returned the same way.
On the way back, Gao Yongqiang always felt like someone was following him, but when he looked back, he didn't find anyone, and he couldn't help but feel terrified.
Just as Gao Yongqiang left, a vague figure appeared, staring at his back with resentful eyes.
………
1981, August 4th!
In Longtan Town, on the corner of South Street, there is a shop called Ping An Paper Shop!
Nine p.m!
"Mistress, mistress!"
Suddenly, a woman in her forties ran into the paper shop panting and shouted, "Miss Mistress, help!"
The paper shop was very eerie. It was cool in the shop, and the oil lamp flickered on and off. There were all kinds of scary paper shops in the room, including a pair of paper figures of a boy and a girl, placed on both sides.
What’s even more frightening is that the eyes of boys and girls were blinded.
When Li Suping entered the paper shop, she felt uncomfortable all over, as if she was being watched by something.
She suppressed the fear in her heart and shouted: "Little Third Master!"
Not long after, a handsome young man walked out of the room with a four-six hairdo, wearing a white shirt and a pair of bell-bottom pants.
His complexion is fair, his facial features are as delicate as a sculpture, and he is handsome with a touch of gentleness!
Chen Pingan looked at the anxious middle-aged woman in front of him and asked in confusion: "Sister-in-law Jianjun, what happened?"
"Mistress, my son suddenly fainted after dinner tonight, and his body was covered with pustules, which are visible to the naked eye."
Li Suping said anxiously: "Please, save him!"
"No, Zenping is sick. You should take him to the hospital for medical treatment. What's the point of coming to me?"
Chen Ping'an looked confused, "I'm not a doctor!"
Li Suping cried and said, "We took him to the Central Hospital, but the doctors in the town didn't dare to take over Shanping when they saw his appearance. They asked us to send him directly to the city hospital."
Hearing this, Chen Ping'an was even more speechless, "Then just send Shanping to the hospital. What's the point of coming to me!"
"Jianjun said that Shanping might be possessed by evil spirits, otherwise how could Hao Duanwan be like that."
Li Suping cried: "That's why I came to ask Mr. Mistress for help!"
"Sister-in-law Jianjun, the theories about ghosts and gods are all superstition and cannot be believed."
Chen Pingan said helplessly: "If someone with intentions hears it and reports me, saying that I am engaged in ghosts and gods, then I will die unjustly. You should take Shanping to the city hospital for treatment as soon as possible!"
Although the crackdown on feudal superstition has become much lax now, once a report is made, specialized personnel will still come down to investigate.
In addition, his family has a criminal record, and if he is targeted again, he may be jailed.
Chen Ping'an doesn't want to get into trouble, and his grandfather is an example.
thump!
Li Suping suddenly knelt on the ground, "Little Third Master, Uncle Tiancheng watched our Jianjun family grow up. He knows Uncle Tiancheng's miraculous abilities."
boom! boom! boom!
She kept kowtowing to Chen Pingan, "You are the grandson of Uncle Tiancheng, so you must have inherited his skills!"
"Mistress, please save Shanping!"
"No, sister-in-law Jianjun, get up quickly, aren't you trying to break me? I can't bear your kneeling!"
Chen Pingan quickly stepped forward and helped her up.
He is not senior and is not a relative of Li Suping's family. Everyone is a neighbor.
The nearby residents called him Xiao San Ye because of his grandfather, who had been calling him that since he was a child.
In addition, since he inherited the papermaking shop, everyone calls him "Little Third Master" when they see him.
No matter how hard Chen Pingan tried, she just refused to get up.
"well!"
Chen Pingan really had no choice but to sigh helplessly, "Sister-in-law, I promise you, just get up!"
boom! boom! boom!
When Li Suping heard Chen Pingan's promise, she was so excited that she kowtowed a few more times, "Thank you, thank you, mistress!"
Chen Pingan helped her up and said dissatisfied: "No, sister-in-law, if you knock again, I won't care!"
Li Suping was so frightened that she quickly shook her head and said anxiously: "No more, no more."
"Let's make an agreement first. I'll go to your house just to visit."
Chen Ping'an said to her: "If Shanping can't be cured, don't blame me, and don't tell others about it in the future."
He didn't know what was going on with Shan Ping. He would look at the person first before making any comments. If it couldn't be cured, there was nothing he could do, so he had better make an agreement first to prevent the Li Suping family from talking nonsense in the future.
Li Suping said quickly: "No, I will never blame you, Mistress. If it doesn't work, we will take Shanping to the hospital in the city."
"Okay, that's no problem."
Chen Ping'an nodded, "I'll go over to your house now and have a look."
"yes!"
Li Suping looked excited and walked in front to lead the way, "Little Third Master, please come this way!"
Li Suping's house was only one street away from his shop. It took only one minute to walk and he soon arrived in front of her house.
Her house is a red brick house, built with cement and red bricks. The exterior walls have not been decorated. Over time, some moss has grown on the walls.
However, such a house is considered a luxury house in Longtan Town of this era.
As soon as the two came to the door, a middle-aged man, tall and dark-skinned, walked towards them.
He looked anxious, and when he saw Chen Ping'an, it was as if he had grasped a life-saving straw. He grabbed his arm and begged in his tone, "Little Third Master, you must save our Shanping!"
"Brother Jianjun, I'll do my best!"
Chen Pingan nodded, "Take me to see Zenping!"
"Mistress, please come this way!"
Liang Jianjun quickly invited Chen Pingan into the house and went straight to Liang Shanping's room.
Chen Ping'an went into the room and found a 12- or 13-year-old boy covered in abscesses lying inside. His face could no longer be seen clearly.
"this…"
Chen Ping'an frowned. He saw a black gas appearing on Liang Shanping's head, with a hint of red light, a sign of death.
He came to the bedside, grabbed Liang Shanping's hand, and injected a ray of mana into his arm.
The next second, the mana he input disappeared, as if it had been swallowed by something.
Chen Pingan put down Liang Shanping's hand and opened his eyelids with his hands. There seemed to be insects swimming in his eyes.
Li Suping brought a stool and placed it behind Chen Ping'an, "Little Third Master, please sit down!"
Chen Ping'an felt something was wrong and said to Li Suping: "Sister-in-law, bring me a needle."
"Yes, wait!"
Li Suping walked out quickly and came to the living room to look for the needle.
Soon, she trotted in with a needle and handed it to Chen Pingan, "Little Third Master, needle!"
Chen Pingan took the needle and gently poked the pustule on Liang Shanping's face.
Snapped!
The next second, the pustule burst and pus flowed out. The skin on his cheek squirmed, and several tiny maggots came out.
"ah!"
Li Suping screamed in fright when she saw maggots coming out of her son's face.
"How is this going?"
Liang Jianjun looked at Chen Pingan anxiously, "Little Third Master, how come maggots came out of Shanping's body?"
Chen Ping'an's face darkened, "It is indeed this thing!"
