Feng Dagen raised his hand, pointed his index finger at my nose and cursed: "Conscience? Liu Shuigui's conscience is what dogs eat. If he hadn't raised you, a plague with shady origins, how many people would have died in the village?"
"It would be great if he died a few years earlier!"
My head was buzzing, and I clenched my fist and wanted to hit Feng Dagen in the mouth.
The other villagers are going to beat me up at the same time!
At this moment, the second uncle suddenly raised his hand, and he protected me with one hand.
With a bang, he pulled out the divining knife from his waist!
In an instant, the tip of the knife was pointed at Feng Dagen's throat.
With just a little bit of force, you can stab him through.
The villagers were so frightened that they stopped suddenly, and Feng Dagen did not dare to move at all.
The second uncle said coldly: "According to my temper in previous years, I picked your tongue with a knife. My eldest brother has not done anything wrong to you Lijiacun!"
"We have something to do now, don't mess with me, and you'd better not mess with Li Yinyang, otherwise, there won't be any good consequences!"
Feng Dagen didn't dare to move or say a word, but sweat was dripping on his forehead.
But my heart skipped a beat.
Because my second uncle’s words reminded me of the villager who kowtowed to me and his head was broken.
For a time, the anger in my heart was extinguished a lot...
In addition, now that I am in a hurry to find the ghost woman, I can't wait too long with these villagers.
"Let's go, second uncle." I whispered.
The second uncle then put away his knife and led me forward.
Not long after, curses from the villagers came from behind.
Basically, it's just scolding, this matter is not over yet, we have to pay for it, otherwise they come to my door every day and cause trouble!
The second uncle ignored me, I lowered my head and followed, and not long after, the two of them arrived at the pier.
Second uncle's corpse-retrieving boat was docked at the dock.
The yellow-black wood has a Yin energy permeating its texture, making it look cold.
After getting on the boat, my second uncle pushed forward, just passing by the water where my father's boat was falling apart.
I looked down, my eyes were red, and my nails were almost digging into the wood...
The second uncle was relatively silent and kept pushing the boat.
The sunlight reflects on the water, reflecting dappled light.
I just kept my head hanging, motionless.
I don’t know when, but there was a shadowy thing following our boat underwater...
There was a big wave in the water, and the shadow rushed up a little, breaking the surface of the water!
It was a pale and livid dead head!
I was so frightened that I shrank back suddenly, and it sank again...
"It's really uneasy outside Lijia Village. There are dead people floating around in broad daylight." The second uncle said quietly.
I sat down again and calmed my mind.
Death is a kind of vicious corpse with lingering grievances, also called an upright corpse. This kind of corpse died in the water with no way to take revenge, so it kept floating.
The peculiarity of erecting a corpse is that it wants to redress the injustice of the person who retrieved the corpse.
Those who fish for corpses are most afraid of encountering an upright corpse and falling to death. If there is no oil or water to fish out, there will be too much trouble!
As our boat crossed half of the hanging river, the shadow still followed us...
The second uncle's punting bamboo pole came over and stirred the water a few times.
The shadow sank to the bottom of the water...
Finally, the ship docked.
The terrain of Hejia Village is low-lying and there is no dock. The village entrance not far away can be seen at a glance.
My second uncle led me forward in a familiar way.
I met some fishermen along the way. They just looked at us and no one scolded me. They were completely different from the people in Lijia Village.
We walked through the entire village, and when we reached the end of the village, my second uncle stopped.
I discovered a characteristic. People who eat dead people like their houses at the end of the village? Hardly next to villagers.
Luo Yinpo is like this, and this ghost woman is also like this? !
But He Gui's mother-in-law's yard is much better.
Low mulberry trees surrounded the courtyard wall, and poplar trees swayed in the wind in the courtyard. The sound of leaves colliding with each other sounded like clapping hands.
The courtyard door is closed, and there is a row of bells strung on the eaves of the courtyard.
The second uncle knocked on the door twice, his expression extremely cautious.
After a while, the courtyard door creaked open.
The person who opened the door was an old man in his seventies or eighties. He was dressed in colorful clothes. On one side of his waist was a stick wrapped in white silk, and on the other side was a rusty woodcutter.
My heart skipped a beat.
I thought the ghost lady was an old woman, why was she an old man? !
The second uncle took out a small cloth bag and handed it over respectfully.
"Granny He, we are here to ask you to do something. The tobacco leaves we got from the provincial capital are strong and have some gold particles in them. I have prepared them as a reward."
Granny He didn't pick up anything, and looked at me with dark and sharp eyes.
I hid subconsciously.
He Guipo said coldly: "This kid is alive. It seems that Liu Shuigui should be dead."
His words made me feel uncomfortable.
The second uncle's face turned pale and he whispered: "He Gui Po, my eldest brother did die in the water yesterday, and Luo Yin Po also died."
"My nephew has good fortune and survived Kanyang Pass, but the evil spirit should still be following him. I want to ask you what to do."
"Besides, my eldest brother died unjustly. I shouldn't be able to fish him out. I need your guidance before I can go into the water and fish out his body."
The second uncle spoke very fast and very clearly.
He Gui Po narrowed his eyes and said with a gloomy expression, "Liu Shui Gui must die. If he doesn't die, this kid won't be able to survive."
"Luo Yin Po, how can you die?! Luo Yin Po is dead, how can he, a son of Yin, be alive?!"
Granny He's eyes suddenly became sharp. He stared at me, as if he could break my heart.
Cold sweat suddenly broke out on my forehead.
But what makes me confused is, why does He Gui Granny say that my father must die? !
The second uncle's expression also changed. He lowered his voice and asked He Guipo what she meant by this.
Granny He ignored him, took the package and put it in her waist, then turned around and entered the courtyard.
The second uncle winked at me and motioned for me to follow him.
As soon as we entered the yard, the bell above my head kept ringing, which made me feel restless.
Entering the main room, Granny He curled up and sat on a chair.
He held a leaf cigarette in his hand, the sparks were shaking, and the spicy smoke was floating in the room.
Just one whiff makes one's throat feel scratchy and makes one want to cough.
"Tell me, what happened?" He Guipo said gloomily, her eyes even colder.
I suddenly understood.
The change in He Gu Po's expression began when she heard the news of Luo Yin Po's death.
What's the relationship between the two of them? !
Also, why did He Gui Granny say that my father must die?
I endured the struggle and torture and told everything about last night.
Including my father's death, Luo Yinpo's falling into the water, taking me home, and being comatose after "someone" covered my eyes...
Granny He just said that I was born in the underworld, and she seemed to know more about my life experience than I did, so I didn't say any more about it.
At the end, I just asked He Gu Po again.
My mother is so vicious and insists on killing me. How should I deal with her? !
