"My mother is at home." Su Yuxing opened the door.
Standing outside the door was a man older than him and a head shorter than him.
"Yuxing, where is my aunt? My mother is dead, and I invite my aunt to come to my house to be a guest." The man looked inside, but he did not see Jiang Qingran.
While Su Yuxing was looking at the yard, Su Yuxing licked two mouthfuls of spit from his right middle finger and smeared it on his face.
"Brother Li, my mother lay down on the kang for some reason last night and couldn't get up. She is still sleeping now.
I'll go back to the house and ask my mother to get up. You wait for a while. "Su Yuxing went back to the house and stood in the house shouting loudly. He called several times but no one responded.
Su Yuxing came out of the house and said: "Brother Li, I called my mother several times, but my mother didn't open her eyes.
If you are in a hurry, can I shout twice more? "
"No need, I'll see if any other villages can host it." The man was anxious and didn't stay any longer.
Su Yuxing waited for him to go away and bolted the door.
Is his mother worrying too much? He doesn't have any special expression on Brother Li's face when he looks at it?
"Mom, is your guess wrong?" Su Yuxing questioned.
"Just wait and see, what's a good thing if three people die in one night?
We can understand it as a coincidence that the three people who died were weak. It is too strange that three people with extremely strong bodies died just because they wanted to. "Jiang Qingran insisted on his opinion.
Be careful in everything and you will never go wrong.
Seeing her persistence, Su Yuxing became even more interested in knowing whether what his mother said was true or false.
Interest is interest. Regarding the issue of his own life and death, Su Yuxing would rather be more careful than act recklessly.
He stayed at home for seven days. During these seven days, no one went out except Huang Jinduo who came to the house occasionally to report on the situation.
Jiang Qingran was sitting in the yard of her home, listening to the constant cries in the village.
The three people who died earlier have increased to eight in seven days, with no intention of stopping.
Perfect.
Four words suddenly popped into Jiang Qingran's mind.
Could it be that with this sudden death toll, it would take at least ten people to stop?
I heard that Mr. Yin Yang and the fortune teller have been so busy recently that they only sleep for two hours a day and solve the problem when they wake up.
The Lian family has lost almost 800 taels of silver in the past few days, 100 taels of silver per person.
The matter started because of his family, so he was naturally asked to provide money to settle the matter.
The money compensation is less, and the family members are not happy.
"Second brother, go and tell Master Lian that two more people will die in the village, and ask Master Lian to find a fortune teller to decipher it."
"Mom, I won't go, I'm afraid." Su Yuxing refused.
He was only seventeen and didn't want to be one of the two remaining targets.
"You are the smartest member of our family, don't worry if you go.
If you complete this task, your mother will give you twenty coins as pocket money. "
Su Yuxing shook his head, unmoved.
"Thirty Wen?" Jiang Qingran asked tentatively.
Su Yuxing remained unmoved.
"Fifty cents?" Jiang Qingran increased the price again.
Su Yuxing still did not express his position.
"Two hundred coins." Jiang Qingran doubled the price.
Su Yuxing's eyelids moved, and Jiang Qingran knew that the deal was done.
"Mom, I risked my life to get these two hundred coins. I have to get half of it first, otherwise I won't feel at ease." Su Yuxing explained the conditions.
Jiang Qingran went back to the house to get a bunch of money and put it in front of Su Yuxing.
"My mother has done what you said, the rest is up to you."
Su Yuxing weighed the copper plate in his hand and said cheerfully: "Don't worry, Mom, most of the time I do things without delay."
He gave the copper plate to Qian Rourou and went to find Lianshui himself.
After leaving the door of the house, Su Yuxing turned back again.
"Mom, do I have something with me? Otherwise I'll get scared."
Jiang Qingran went back to the house and found a whole piece of red cloth for Su Yuxing to put on her body.
At the critical moment, Su Yuxing couldn't care less about whether it looked good or not.
He put the red cloth on his body, fastened the buttons, and put on his coat.
Jiang Qingran pinned the dagger to Su Yuxing's waist and asked him to prepare two yellow forms.
Su Yuxing was puzzled, "Mom, what am I doing with the yellow form paper?"
"I don't know, mother. I think if something happens, it would be useful to cut your fingers with a dagger and use a hematological fortune teller to blindly draw talismans and stick them on the person who is possessed by a ghost." Jiang Qingran couldn't explain clearly, but her intuition told her This is the right thing to do.
Su Yuxing put the yellow form paper into his sleeve so that he could take it out for himself at critical moments.
Along the way, he cautiously came to Lian Shui's house and told Lian Shui what his mother had ordered.
Lian Shui frowned and went to find the fortune teller with him.
"Oh, even the master can't do it. I have a stomachache. You can go with the others. I have to find a place to go to the latrine." Su Yuxing held his stomach and pretended to be in pain.
Lian Shui stared at Su Yuxing who was running away, thinking that this child was not safe at all.
He asked the housekeeper to find the fortune teller, and stood in the direction Su Yuxing left, showing a strange smile.
Su Yuxing held her stomach and ran home. Halfway through, she was knocked back by an invisible wall.
He looked at the villagers passing by and shouted at them, but no one looked back.
Su Yuxing slapped the invisible wall, and a bad premonition suddenly arose.
Isn't he being haunted by a ghost? Isn't this a trick on the wall?
Damn it, your mother really got it right.
Su Yuxing sat cross-legged on the ground, he was not in a hurry to leave.
Holding the dagger at his waist with his right hand, he closed his eyes and listened carefully for any disturbance.
When Su Yuxing was about to fall asleep, he vaguely felt a dark wind blowing on his back.
He opened his eyes suddenly, pulled out the dagger, quickly cut his finger, squeezed out the blood, took out the yellow paper and scribbled on it.
He took the yellow form and looked up to see an old man wearing white clothes and disheveled hair looking down at him.
Su Yuxing was so frightened that he shuddered and cursed all his ancestors for eight generations in his heart.
He suddenly raised his right hand and pinched the old man angrily, and stood up with force.
He slapped Old Man Lian with his left hand, causing Old Man Lian's body to stagger.
Su Yuxing put the scrawled talisman on Mr. Lian's forehead before he could react.
"Fuck your mother's legs. It's your first time for everyone, why should I let you go?" Su Yuxing jumped up and beat the old man.
Tired of beating him, he grabbed the back of Mr. Lian's neck and rushed out.
Su Yuxing grabbed Mr. Lian who was beaten until he vomited blood.
"Mom, even the old man bullied me." Su Yuxing shouted while standing outside the door of his house.
Jiang Qingran picked up the wooden stick, and after giving Ma Siyan some instructions, he opened the door and went to the Lian family with Su Yuxing to settle accounts.
Villagers who happened to pass by saw something in Su Yuxing's hand, with a talisman attached to it.
Jiang Qingran held a wooden stick in his hand and rushed to Lian's house angrily.
Some smart villagers realized that Su Yuxing might be holding on to the dead Mr. Lian.
Everyone has a bold guess. Could it be that Mr. Lian has Jiang Qingran’s idea? This is so exciting.
