"When I first arrived in Liaojia Village, I went to the village chief's house to find out the situation. When I heard that I was here for his son's affairs, his face changed and he rushed me out. When the other villagers heard the name of Liao Jiafu, they all looked the same. They were shouting and cursing, what kind of lunatic was killing people, what kind of harm was done to the family, and even a woman was so sad and wailed when she heard this name, so I returned to the underworld and looked at the fate books of these dead people. They were all from Liaojia Village. One of them was the woman's husband. They both died together on the day of Liao Jiafu's wedding. Liao Jiafu married a woman named Liao Ayang. Before I could finish reading the rest, the Taoist priest scared me and turned around."
Thirty-three didn't have much information, so he told Shen Xichen and the others everything he knew.
After hearing Liao Ayang's name, the two knew that they had come to the right place in Liaojia Village.
"Thirty-three, can you still go back to the underworld and read the fate of Liao Ayang?" Jin Mu felt that as long as he saw Tong Yang'er's story clearly, everything would be clear.
"That's really not possible. Most of my spiritual power is used to maintain my body. Maybe I can go back tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow."
"It's okay. It's the same as going to the village chief's house." "Yes, yes, leave it to them. There's nothing that can't be asked."
Ayu and Shen Xichen responded accordingly.
"I'll lead the way. I've been to the village chief's house."
The three of them stood up and looked down the mountain from the mountain temple. Behind the peaceful village there was a bloody storm.
On the way down the mountain, Near Dusk was at the front. Thirty-three conjured up a small black umbrella out of nowhere, holding a black hat in one hand and holding the umbrella in the other. His whole body huddled under the small umbrella to avoid the sun.
"You ghost is an immortal after all. Why are you so afraid of the sun? Why do you look like an evil ghost?" Shen Xichen looked at the three-foot-old man who was weaker than a woman. He didn't look like an immortal at all.
"Taoist priest, you also know that I am just a ghost servant. I have been in the underworld for a long time without even catching a few souls. I have never seen such strong sunlight. I am afraid that my clay body will crack if it is exposed to the sun for too long. But what should I do? Money is precious." As he said that, he tilted the umbrella, and the face under the umbrella was pale and almost transparent.
Shen Xichen followed at the end and glanced away, no longer looking at Thirty-Three's depressed look. Ayu had changed back to her ornamental look. He heard her humming the ditty. Things were progressing and she was in a good mood.
"I haven't given you spiritual power for several days. How about it? Can you hold on now?"
After hearing what Shen Xichen said, Ayu secretly used her spiritual power to form a small hand and held his hand, "Look, I'm fine now. You don't have to worry about me about my spiritual power. You should take care of your own spiritual power first." Li, you have more important things to do. I have made rapid progress in Qingfeng Mountain in half a year. Believe me, I believe in you. You will definitely be able to solve the black soul matter. "
"Really? Then I have to work hard, but I can't live up to your expectations."
The villagers of the Liao family are simple and simple, and they are known to every household. During the farming period, they can go out without closing their doors. But at this moment, the courtyard door in front of the village chief's house is closed tightly.
Just as Jin Mu was about to knock on the door, he saw two figures coming forward, one from the left and one from the right. The black figure on the left climbed over the muddy short courtyard wall with one hand, while the white and green figure on the right waved his hand, and the wooden door clanged. Then he opened the door, and the two figures who entered the door at the same time looked at each other and then looked at Konmu behind him, who was still raising his hands.
Jin Mu gritted her teeth, smiled, retracted her hand, and finally walked into the courtyard gate.
Black Shadow Thirty-Three hid under the black umbrella and said sheepishly: "Haha, the villagers don't want to see me, I'm... used to it."
Bai Ying and Shen Xichen's expression remained unchanged, "Avoiding people intentionally, even if you knock on the door, it won't help. Follow the emergency, don't worry about these details."
The people in the house opened the door a crack when they heard the sound, and secretly looked into the courtyard.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Shen Xichen opened the door of the house. Before the people in the room could see clearly, they were startled by the sudden opening of the door. They took several steps back and the three of them entered.
"Village Chief Liao, excuse me." Jin Mu bowed his head and looked at the white-bearded old man in front of him, "I have something important to ask, and I would like to ask Village Chief Liao for your cooperation."
Village Chief Liao looked at the three of them, only recognizing Thirty-three who was folding his umbrella. He raised his finger and pointed at him, "It's you again, how can you let us go? Our home has been almost destroyed. Son, it's better." Just take us with you."
"Old Liao..." Another old woman rushed out of the house, and they held their heads in pain.
Jin Mu stepped forward to help Village Chief Liao and his wife, and placed them on the wooden stools in front of the table.
"Village Chief, I have invited Taoist monks this time. You may not believe me, but they are here to help you." Thirty-three put on the black hat again and said to them.
Shen Xichen walked behind the two elders, picked up the spiritual tablet of Liao Jiafu, and said, "We have been tracking down an evil ghost so far. I advise you to tell the truth about how your son, Liao Jiafu, died."
Jin Mu finally spoke, "You are the village chief. The situation is urgent now. If you help us, you are helping Liaojia Village. Village Chief Liao should not refuse anymore."
Village Chief Liao and his wife stopped crying after being told by the three people.
"Old Liao, you'd better say it. Ah Fu must have been murdered too. It's not enough for us to believe him. For the sake of our son's innocence and our family, let's say it."
Village Chief Liao sighed and said, "The whole thing starts when those two strange couples enter the village."
Four years ago, a strange couple came to Liaojia Village. The man claimed that his mother was from Liaojia Village. After checking the genealogy, there was indeed such a person. The man’s name was Liao Jian. A few years ago, my grandfather also passed away, leaving only an ancestral house. They came back this time to find the ancestral house and settle down in Liaojia Village.
Although they were strangers, even after the Liao family, the villagers welcomed them back to their hometown. However, the man's wife seemed to have been seriously injured outside and looked very weak, so the villagers generously gave them unique local herbal supplements, and then It was to help repair the ancestral house and get familiar with the village. They quickly integrated into the village. After getting to know the woman, she only said her name was Ayang. She looked sad when she mentioned anything else, so everyone stopped asking. Now that Liao is here In her home village, she took the popular surname in the village, and then called her Liao Ayang.
The young couple lived a simple and fulfilling life. They cultivated new fields at home, planted grain and raised poultry. Liao Jian learned hunting skills with the men in the village, and Ayang learned how to make clothes and cook with the women in the village. More than three years.
But things didn't go as planned, and their good days came to an end. In the early spring of this year, the weather was still very cold. On that day, Liao Jian went out hunting and planned to save some small animal skins and exchange them with the traveling merchants for some good things to give to Ayang. It was a surprise, because it would be Ayang’s birthday in a few days, but after he went out, no one came back until the evening. The sky was getting dark and there was a faint tendency of rain. Ayang was anxiously begging for help everywhere to find her. After hearing about this, the villagers brought her hunting gear and went up the mountain to search for her husband. However, the sky was too dark and the rain was getting heavier, so they could not find her. Ayang even became hoarse from shouting in the rainy night. Seeing that the weather was getting worse and worse, The worse it got, if the search continued, everyone would get into trouble. The village chief decided to go back temporarily and wait until dawn before going up the mountain to search. Everyone could only drag Ayang back, and in the wind and rain, only Ayang's shrill voice was left. Until he finally fainted from exhaustion.
Ayang fell ill, and the women in the village took turns taking care of her. The next day, the men in the village continued to search in the mountains, but on the third and fourth days, no one was found. They only found the trap set up by Liao Jian. Ayang was at home. She was already sick and furious, but she was near coma and suddenly woke up and sat up, muttering that she dreamed of Liao Jian. In the dream, Liao Jian told her her location, which was under a broken wall. They searched according to the location and found Liao Jian. Unfortunately, what they finally found was his long-cooled body. Liao Jian's face was scratched by the claws of the beast. Everyone concluded that he accidentally encountered the beast while hunting and struggled to escape. He was eventually forced onto a cliff, and finally fell to his death.
Poor Ayang lost her husband and became a widow, but she refused to admit that he was her husband, and even refused to hold Liao Jian's funeral. The villagers could only hastily bury him. Since then, Ayang has never been seen again. After talking to each other, she never went out again. It seemed that she had buried herself in the memories of Liao Jian.
At first, everyone saw her as pitiful and would deliver a portion of the cooked meals to her house. However, the meals they delivered were never touched. They were eaten by small animals when they were left outside the house. As time went by, no one came near her anymore. Maybe even they thought it was okay for Ayang to just follow Liao Jian.
But at this time, a person suddenly appeared and broke the peace of Liaojia Village. He was Liao Jiafu.
Liao Jiafu was the only son of the village chief. He had a high fever when he was a child. In the isolated Liaojia Village, villagers would go to the mountains to collect medicine themselves when they got sick. However, little Jiafu became seriously ill, and there was no doctor to treat him in time, which delayed his condition. Although the fever later subsided, he was seriously ill. He was cured, but the disease still took away his hearing and ability to speak, and he became a little stupid from then on. When he grew up, he could not do without the care of his family. Although the villagers would not say anything outside when they saw him, , but his eyes can’t deceive anyone, and he rarely goes out anymore.
But after Liao Jian's incident, Liao Jiafu seemed to have changed. He followed the village women to Ayang's house every day to take care of her. Everyone praised Jiafu for his good heart. Later, everyone stopped going, but he still persisted and helped. When doing chores, they would also bring herbs from home to Ayang. As time passed, rumors spread around Liaojia Village that one was a sick widow who had just lost her husband, and the other was a foolish bachelor.
The village chief also knew something was wrong and strictly prohibited him, but he refused to listen and locked the door to prevent him from going out. It was no use. When he came back, the window was broken and he was tied up with a rope. But Liao Jiafu always found a way to escape. The village chief was so angry that he beat the man up, and it did stop for a few days, but after the injury healed, he ran to Ayang's house.
The village chief was puzzled, so he followed Jiafu and stared at him for a day. He only saw him arriving at Ayang's house in the morning to do laundry, fetching water, and drying grain. At noon, he would take Ayang to the courtyard to sit and bask in the sun. He would feed her rice one bite at a time. In the afternoon, Ayang would go into the house to rest. He would dig grains, chop firewood, and watch the birds in the sky outside the courtyard. Ayang would put a few books in front of the door, and he would sit aside and watch them decently. I don’t know if I can understand it or not.
The two of them didn't talk to each other, and each did his own thing until it was getting late. Then he would put away the grain, light an oil lamp, put it at the door of the house, close the courtyard door and go home.
During this period, Jia Fu never did anything that exceeded the rules, and he never even entered the house door from beginning to end. There was a clean relationship between them, and Jia Fu ignored the right and wrong spread outside. In days like this Another half year has passed.
In the past six months, although the rumors have stopped, the villagers have already agreed that Liao Jiafu and the widow are fine. Liaojia Village was originally a simple and conservative place. If something like this happened, it would be an unethical event in everyone's mind. The impression of A Yang is no longer that of a pitiful little widow who lost her husband, but a vixen who only knows how to seduce people after killing her husband. Liao Jiafu has also become what the villagers say he stares at if he can't get a wife. A fool who sleeps with the widow, even though he is the son of the village chief.
And the two of them pretended not to hear any rumors and lived their lives in silence.
Seeing that he couldn't stop his son, the village chief simply ignored him and treated him coldly, as if he had no son in the family.
Then one day, Liao Jiafu suddenly knelt in front of his parents and begged them to let him marry Ayang. The village chief and his wife were shocked on the spot. They were not surprised that their son wanted to marry a widow, but that their son, who had been unable to speak since he was a child, could make sounds and even He spoke, although his voice was very hoarse.
But the village chief was pleasantly surprised and still had difficulties. His son had been stupid since he was a child and could not listen or speak. The couple had also prepared that they would never have a daughter-in-law in this life, but now they fell in love with the widow. What if After getting married, he would not be drowned in the saliva of the villagers. His prestige as the village chief would also be destroyed.
The village chief thought about it for two days and couldn't sleep well. Two days later, he asked his son, "Does Liao Ayang also want to marry you? We can't marry by force." He wanted to use this method to persuade his son to give up, but Liao Jiafu said, as long as As long as her family agreed, she could do it. After Liao Jiafu finished speaking, he knelt on the ground, kowtowed hard and begged his parents again.
Seeing this situation, the village chief thought, if there was no such thing, his son would definitely not be able to marry a wife in the future. Now that things have developed like this, and he only has this only son, he simply married. Anyway, it is already embarrassing enough now. Yes, there was nothing wrong with this, except that after getting married, the two of them could only live in Ayang's house, so out of sight was out of mind, so they agreed in a heartbeat. After that, the date was decided, and a few villagers were coyly invited to attend the wedding. A few tables were set up at home, and it was treated as a wedding gift.
On the day of the wedding, the atmosphere was awkward. Everyone was drinking and looking around but didn't know what to say. The village chief also felt aggrieved, so he left the banquet and went to the kitchen to rush for food. When he returned to the banquet, he saw the most unforgettable scene in his life.
His son, the groom's official Liao Jiafu, stood in the courtyard blankly, his face was sprayed with blood, and his black and red wedding dress was dripping with blood on the ground. He also held a kitchen knife in his hand, and the ground around him was full of blood. Familiar faces were all lying lifelessly on the ground at this moment. This was a one-sided massacre, and the murderer was obvious.
The village chief suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and no sound came out of his throat. He walked tremblingly toward his son based on instinct, grabbed his son's clothes and beat Liao Jiafu silently.
'Clang' The wooden bowl fell to the ground, and the strange silence was broken by screams.
Liao Jiafu in the center of the courtyard suddenly began to tremble. A mass of black energy spurted out from his features, and then dissipated in the air. When the black energy dispersed, Liao Jiafu instantly lost his life and collapsed to the ground.
Dead, all dead, the guests and newlyweds present all fell in a pool of blood. Happy events turned into funerals, and newbies turned into old friends.
This incident caused great uproar in the village, but few people outside the mountain knew about it. After investigation by the government, they came to the conclusion that Liao Jiafu went crazy due to illness on the wedding night and killed all the guests present, including the bride Liao Ayang. Five people were killed on the spot.
Because Liao Jiafu had suffered from dementia since he was a child, everyone in the village knew it, so they believed in the government's conclusion. Even if the village chief and his wife wanted to intercede for their son, there was no reason or way. Since then, the village chief's family has been living in seclusion. , no longer has the prestige it once had.
