This is really weird, something happens every day, and every day is different.
Seeing the old lady actually crying and saying that he died unjustly, Sun Liansheng was also confused. He was so frightened that he kept struggling, but the old lady grabbed him and refused to let go.
Seeing this, Uncle Ma reacted the fastest. He made a hand gesture, went up and poked the old lady in the heart.
I don't know what this method is, but it does work. The old lady immediately let go of her hand and fell back.
Sun Liansheng took the opportunity to run away and ran to the gate before daring to look back.
"Master Ma, what's wrong with my old lady?"
Sun Liansheng spoke with a vibrato, and Sun Wei next to her also hid behind the door in fear. Several members of the family made the old lady confused.
Uncle Ma was very cruel right now. The old lady lay in bed for a long time and didn't get up. I thought to myself, Uncle Ma, you are too cruel. This old lady is almost 90 years old. If you beat her to death again, I won't blackmail you again. ah? !
So I stepped forward to check, and saw the old lady lying there on her side, breathing weakly, opening her mouth to gasp for air, and her eyes kept rolling up, as if she might pass at any time.
I quickly laid the old lady down, trying to give her some relief, but as soon as I touched the old lady, she grabbed my wrist tightly as soon as she turned over her hand.
I immediately felt a sharp pain in my bones. The old lady’s hand was too strong, as if she was going to crush my bones!
Based on my experience these days, I also knew something was wrong. The old lady was clearly possessed by a ghost.
But after all, her body was that of an old lady who was almost ninety years old. I just grabbed her and held her down. I pushed her arms back, pressed her legs down, and put one hand around her neck to restrain her firmly. .
Uncle Ma also reminded me: "Be gentle, the old lady won't bear the trouble, hurry up and ask her who she is."
I pressed the old lady and shouted in a deep voice: "Who are you? If you have any grievances or grievances, feel free to talk about them. If you are short of anything, you can say it. The old lady is almost ninety and cannot bear the trouble you cause..."
It's strange to say that although I said this sentence, it sounded a bit strange to my ears. It didn't seem like I had said it.
If you think about it carefully, this voice sounds a bit like Hu Tiangang!
I don't know if the loud shouting had an effect. As soon as I finished speaking, I heard the old lady make a gurgling sound in her throat and spit out a mouthful of phlegm.
Then, the old lady's body fell down softly and became motionless.
I was startled, and thought to myself, you won't let me get killed, right?
Uncle Ma rushed over, laid the old lady's body flat, stretched out his hands to massage her chest for a long time, and then the old lady finally took a sharp breath and woke up.
Uncle Ma also breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked: "Old lady, how do you feel now?"
The old lady opened her eyes, panted for a while, slowly raised her head, glanced at Uncle Ma and me, and shook her head feebly.
At this time, Sun Liansheng's family also ran over, pulling the old lady to ask questions. I frowned and said to them: "Don't make any noise, let her talk."
Maybe my voice was quite harsh, so the whole family didn't dare to say anything. The old lady looked at me, then at everyone else, and struggled to sit up.
"My son, I will go back to my hometown with this gentleman tomorrow and look for your Aunt Fang's grave. Our Sun family is sorry for her..."
The old lady burst into tears after saying this. She couldn't help but look at Sun Liansheng, and in the blink of an eye she was already in tears.
Sun Liansheng couldn't help but nodded: "Okay, okay, I'll make arrangements tomorrow to bring a few more people back. Mom...do you have anything to explain?"
The old lady shook her head: "Well, if you find it, you should clean it up. When the New Year comes, remember to visit the grave and burn more paper. She lived a hard life there, and no one cared or asked. It’s not easy…”
Sun Liansheng was confused: "Mom, didn't you say before that she has nothing to do with our family? Being able to be buried according to the specifications of the main wife is already worthy of her."
The old lady patted her thigh and said, "When you were a child, you drank her milk... There is an old saying among the people that if you take a sip of milk, you will be called your mother for the rest of your life. She is kind to you..."
The old lady was obviously very weak. At this point, she no longer had enough breath. Sun Liansheng suddenly realized and said: "Mom, why didn't you tell me about this earlier? If this is the case, then I have to go. Don't worry, I will come early tomorrow morning." go."
"I'm leaving tomorrow. I have to find the grave no matter what, otherwise...she will come again..."
After explaining a few words, the old lady stood up tremblingly, bowed to Uncle Ma and me, said thank you for your hard work, and then, with the help of Sun Wei, turned around and went to the Buddhist hall.
Judging from the old lady's speech and behavior, it is obvious that she comes from a wealthy family and is not an ordinary old man.
Soon, a low sound of chanting came from the Buddhist hall.
Sun Wei quietly walked out, first thanked us, and then asked in confusion: "My grandma is so pious and has believed in Buddhism all her life, how come she is still possessed by ghosts?"
Uncle Ma glanced into the Buddhist hall, showed an enigmatic smile, and said to her: "Your old lady is a person with stories. Let's wait until we go to your old house in your hometown tomorrow to talk about this matter. Bar."
I looked at Uncle Ma again, and I already understood in my heart that it seemed that the concubine's death had been hidden in the old man's heart for decades. Even though she believed in Buddhism, she should have never forgotten this incident.
Ghosts arise from thoughts, and demons arise from the heart. If she had a clear conscience, the female ghost would not look for her at all.
Early the next morning, Sun Liansheng took his son, son-in-law, and several family members, drove two cars, and Uncle Ma and I rushed to the Sun family's old house.
In his early years, his family lived in the suburbs, about thirty kilometers away, which was not too far.
At eight o'clock in the morning, we arrived at a place called Fuyu Village.
The car stopped at the street corner, and Sun Liansheng went in first to find the village chief and explained his purpose.
He is a retired cadre, and the village chief was naturally very enthusiastic. He welcomed us into the village committee. After a few pleasantries, Sun Liansheng went straight to the topic.
When he heard that we were coming back to find the tomb site, the village chief was a little confused.
The village chief’s surname was Zhao. He was about forty years old. He was a quite simple rural man. He scratched his head and said to us: “The old tomb site should have been bulldozed a few years ago, but every time the road construction comes, Then, some weird things always happen, several workers are possessed by evil spirits, and even lose their lives..."
He said that the road construction was done five or six years ago. At that time, many cemeteries were demolished, and some "thorny issues" that could not be reached were settled with money.
But only for the cemetery of the concubine of the Sun family, the workers fell ill when they arrived, either with vomiting or diarrhea, or with fever and coma, so they could not touch this cemetery at all.
A brave man who did not believe in evil took a pickaxe to the cemetery at 12 noon and dug up half of the grave.
But then there was heavy rain, lightning and thunder. When this man saw that he could not work, he followed everyone back.
As a result, the man disappeared that night.
When people found him the next day, they saw him kneeling upright in front of the concubine's grave, his eyes wide open, his mouth and face full of blood. He had been dead for a long time!
