I was stunned for a moment, my fists clenched hard!
"Old man...you mean...I can retaliate..." I said tremblingly.
"It's me...the time is coming..."
Lao Qintou's words were like a basin of ice water, which chilled my heart!
"Fart! You say depressing words every day, and you haven't brought Widow Liu home yet. I'll take you to the hospital!" I was about to put Lao Qin's head on his back.
He coughed violently, his throat felt like a bellows, and his face became even paler.
My movements froze and my lips trembled slightly.
Over the years, I have dug many graves and removed many dead bodies.
The appearance of Lao Qintou is no different from that of a fresh corpse!
"Haha... I won't go to the hospital. The weather is fine today. I have to tell you a few words." Old Qintou stopped coughing.
I feel so bad and want to cry.
"A man bleeds but doesn't shed tears." Lao Qintou said in a slightly serious tone.
Lowering my head, I knelt in front of him.
Old Qintou's hand fell on my head.
The thick coverage feels like it did back then.
"There are some things that I have never made clear." He whispered in a low voice: "The day when your destiny was taken away coincided with the great third breakthrough of Jiazi. On this day, thousands of ghosts went out, and the earth's energy carried Jiazi's plague. . Your internal organs have been stabbed thoroughly, and you have absorbed enough of the plague. I said you look like a plague god, but in fact it is more than that. On your birthday, you became the plague god! This kind of destiny is indignant to both humans and ghosts, and will be punished on sight. So. I will try my best to cover up your destiny so that you can survive."
"The way to break the situation lies with the Xu family. After I die, no one will protect you. You must leave the village immediately and go find them! Otherwise something will happen!"
"Your parents saved the Xu family back then, and the Xu family insisted on getting married to show their gratitude. After your parents agreed, they made a big offer! The girl in the Xu family has good horoscopes. After you sleep with her, you can use her Yuan Yin to regain your life. Breed a ray of Yang Shen, then you can learn fortune telling, and when your destiny becomes stronger, you can take back everything you have!"
This is too much information.
After a short period of confusion, my thoughts were in a state of flux!
Old Qintou said mockingly: "Do you know why I don't let you call me master?"
"Yes, a fortune teller teaches his disciples nine-level magic techniques that can't even be hit with eight poles. Why is he called a master?"
"One day, if you inherit my mantle, you can worship at my grave and call me master."
I felt even more uncomfortable and was about to explain that this was not the case.
Old Qintou changed the subject and his tone suddenly became solemn!
"But if the Xu family regrets their marriage, there will be no chance of you getting your life back!"
"Blessings never come in pairs, but misfortunes never come alone! You will still be in danger of your life!"
"I have prepared two methods for you, please open them and take a look."
Old Qintou handed me a baggage.
With a shiver in my heart, I opened the baggage.
Inside were the wedding envelope, a book, and two small packages.
I'll open the small package again.
What comes into view is a slender finger, as smooth as jade, with long and slender nails.
This finger comes from a woman, so she must be a very good-looking woman!
Another item is a pair of slightly old embroidered shoes.
"When your life is in danger, bite off this index finger or put on embroidered shoes and you will be able to escape."
"It's best. Before you encounter danger, you should change places, stay anonymous, and survive." Old Qintou's tone became a feeble whisper: "You kid, you have lost your destiny and your companion's mind. How can you survive?" Separate human corpses."
"I'm dead, but I won't die with my eyes in peace!"
Old Qintou's voice suddenly became louder!
Sad and angry, and full of unwillingness!
Then everything went quiet.
The rustling sound is the soft sound of the wind blowing the paper figures, and the sound of falling leaves in the yard.
The night sky was filled with stars, and the moon was cold and pale.
Lao Qin's eyes were round and protruding, his mouth was slightly open, his yellowed teeth were exposed under his lips, and his skin color was khaki.
He has been dead for a long time!
I couldn't hold back my tears, and I cried so much that I couldn't stop crying!
The crying was so loud that many villagers peeked at her. After they looked around, they quickly ran away.
I cried for half the night before carrying the Heshou wood to the front yard.
I gave Old Qintou a bath and put on another new set of shrouds.
Lao Qintou wanted to save me trouble, so he put on the dead man's clothes himself.
But he is just a fortune teller after all, not professional!
When a person dies, the large orifices in his body are out of control, and feces and urine are flowing out. Apart from diapers, he has nothing to wear in advance.
I seriously shaved his head and cured it.
When he was placed in the coffin, his face was lifelike, as if he were asleep.
"Old man, I usually don't let me use my skills. Today, you can enjoy the whole set first."
"However, I won't let you down. Soon, I will come to worship you and let you get what you want."
I whispered as I closed the coffin lid.
Old Qintou's face gradually disappeared into the gap and returned to darkness.
The coffin lid shuddered and closed completely!
The mourning hall was set up, incense was lit, and paper was burned. Once all the things were done, it was almost noon.
I first went to the entrance of the village and found Widow Liu.
Widow Liu is about forty, but her charm is still there.
She likes to sing opera and perform Yangko under the old banyan tree in the center of the village, which is one level higher than square dancing.
Lao Qintou has a very good aesthetic sense, and he would say from time to time, Widow Liu is so good, her buttocks are so round!
I gave Widow Liu 5,000 yuan and asked her to find nine young wives. She would come and twist Lao Qin's head in the evening and see him off for the last time.
Originally, he wanted to go to the cook to make a white mat, but when he thought about it, Lao Qintou had no relatives, so he had to be lustful and didn't like the excitement, so he forgot about it.
Walking home, my thoughts were confused.
Old Qintou told me to find the Xu family immediately, but I must finish the funeral before I can go out.
Plus, he took a secret with him!
The night my parents washed their hands in the golden basin, my mother was brutally skinned, and my father disappeared. To this day, there is no one alive and no corpse!
It's not that I haven't asked Lao Qintou over the years.
He avoided Mo Shen every time and asked me not to mention it.
I have to take my life back.
But I must get to the bottom of my parents’ death!
As I walked, I suddenly raised my head.
A few dozen meters away, the door of my house was wide open.
When I left, I obviously locked the door!
Vaguely, I saw a few people wandering around Lao Qintou's coffin, making comments.
My heart sank, and I sped up a lot.
The shouting words reached my ears.
"The thousand-year-old king and the eighty-thousand-year-old tortoise are finally dead. I have waited too long!"
"Hurry up and let you find an axe, it's so slow!"
"What kind of broken coffin is this? It has no nails and is so tight?"
"Hurry up and chop the body into pieces. I'm going to kill this bitch. Damn it, you dare to stop me. I've been holding this fire for several years!"
I took a sudden step into the yard.
The mourning hall was in disarray, with incense, candles and paper money all over the floor.
Several doors in my house were opened and it was a mess, with people rummaging around inside.
In front of Lao Qintou's coffin, stood a man in his thirties, skinny, with bulging temples, and a fierce look!
I recognize this man, Wang Binnian.
Three years ago, he wanted to get along with Widow Liu and talked sweetly every day.
Old Qintou gave Widow Liu a break, saying that if Widow Liu found Wang Binnian, she would definitely be defrauded of money and sex, and her family's fortune would be ruined.
When Widow Liu inquired about it, she found out that Wang Binnian was proficient in smoking, drinking, prostitution, and gambling, so she immediately stopped him from thinking about it.
From that day on, the grandson hated Lao Qintou.
If you have anything to do, just hang out in front of my house.
But Lao Qintou is a fortune teller, and he doesn't dare to really make trouble.
As I was thinking, I felt blood rushing straight to my forehead.
Especially the big footprints on the coffin made me want to kill someone!
"Oh, sick Yangzi is back?"
"Bring me one of your axes!" Wang Binnian shouted to me.
The reason why he thinks I am sick.
When Lao Qintou saved me many years ago, I was in such poor health that I couldn't walk steadily and was extremely weak.
Since then I have been active late at night all year round, and my face has become very pale. For a rural person, I really look like a sick person.
The man who was rummaging through my house came out.
There were a few people beside the coffin, and they all looked at me mockingly.
There is a girl curled up on the ground on the right side. Her patched cloth has dense footprints and she looks very embarrassed.
She is our village guard here, her name is Yu Xiu.
When it comes to family affairs, the village guard is the fastest to arrive. He is not afraid of getting dirty or tired, and can help a lot.
It seems that when Wang Binnian smashed the mourning hall, she was beaten only when she stopped him.
"Are you deaf? I ask you, where is the axe?"
Wang Binnian walked up to me, stabbed my chest heavily with his finger, and cursed: "Take it out quickly, I'm going to chop this old thing up, if you don't be smart, I'll bury you, believe it or not!?"
