When Fang Tong saw Li Tingwen asking about the two children, his expression flickered and he said: "They are both very evil. The younger brother fell into the water and drowned. The older sister later became evil and started to harm people in the village. It was haunted back then." The dead person must be related to her, so everyone kept arguing with her, and then they all died for some reason, and the survivors discovered that the village was evil and ran away."
Fang Tong's words were unclear. Why did everyone keep arguing with her and then all of them died?
Li Ting put his hand on the silver bag, feeling the slow rotation of day and night, and asked, "How long ago?"
"It's been thirty or forty years, and I can't remember clearly." Fang Tong said immediately.
Thirty or forty years?
The power of day and night was not enough to go back to that time. He had no way to see with his own eyes what the truth was.
But if Zhao Lingyan really died more than 30 years ago, then she has not turned into a resentful ghost for such a long time. She should be similar to Bai Wuchang's evaluation of Yan An at that time - she will be persistent but not resentful after death. .
Even though she had done "bad things", Li Ting didn't think she would be a ghost who would hurt innocent people.
He actually felt that Fang Tong was more like a "bad guy".
"Thirty or forty years." Isn't that the time when the fairy kingdom just declined?
Zhao Ling tarnished the destiny of the Immortal Kingdom?
Feng Yu said that 20 years ago Beizhou began to have rampant ghosts. These times are too close. What happened back then?
What makes people like Yan An die tragically in Beizhou and never come back.
Li Ting looked at his former friend who was still confused, his eyes as firm as a knife blade.
Fang Tong didn't notice his gaze and only responded: "Yes, it's been so long. Little brother, what you just said really shocked me. Zhao Lingyan died a long time ago. This place is inherently evil, so you can't talk nonsense." .”
Just as Fang Tong was wiping the sweat from his forehead, a voice came.
"Why do you say that I have become bad?" It was the voice of a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl. There was a strange hoarseness in the clear voice, which made it look a bit sinister.
Hearing this voice, Fang Tong sweated more and more on his forehead.
He put the broken ghost mirror in front of his eyes again, and then he saw a little girl, or rather a ghost.
The ghost was filled with gloomy energy, his clothes were in tatters, and the ghost mist surrounded a face that had been eaten and could not be seen as it was, and he stood quietly in front of the door.
Li Ting thought for a while and took out the Yin Yang Mirror.
After the Blue Ghost incident, he thought a lot. One of the more important things was that he didn't want people to know that he could see ghosts without the help of external objects.
Beizhou is full of dangers and people's hearts are unpredictable, so it's better to have some backup plans.
So he has been using the yin and yang mirror to see ghosts since the arrival of Huang Zhuo.
Li Ting turned his head and looked at the little girl with a cage on her waist, and said with a natural expression: "You have recovered."
Zhao Lingyan smiled. Although it could not be seen from such a face, Li Ting could feel the kindness in it. He heard her say: "Thank you."
Huang Zhuo's face turned completely green.
There are three ghosts in this small thatched house? The one who can't talk can already strangle them both to death, and now there are two more ones who can talk. If they really take action, they won't be enough to fill the gap between their teeth.
It seems that I won't be able to get anything today, so I need to remember the appearance of these people to see who took the thing, so that I can report it to the protector at that time.
There was more and more sweat on Fang Tong's face. He kept wiping it with his sleeves, but he couldn't wipe it off. Zhao Lingyan's face made him feel like he was in a nightmare.
"Uncle Fang, dad went to find medicine for my mother. He gave you all the spiritual beads he had saved for a long time. He said you would take care of us, but you never cared about us and left us hungry and cold. You also told everyone We are unlucky, so why should we say that I have become bad?"
The girl's voice was not anxious, but very calm, with some real questions, but if you listen carefully, it sounded hollow and sad.
"I, I didn't, Lingyan, who told you to raise bugs indiscriminately at that time? Of course children are scared, but it's all a joke, it's all a joke."
Talking ghosts are usually no match for people in the Dao Dan stage. At this moment, Fang Tong was so scared that his legs were weak. Seeing Zhao Lingyan talking to him, he tried his best to explain.
Huang Zhuo noticed something was wrong. Why was this Zhao Lingyan different from the ghosts he had seen before? But he couldn't figure out what exactly was different.
"That's the butterfly chrysalis Aqi gave me!" Zhao Lingyan couldn't suppress her sadness after hearing what he said, "I just kept it in my house and raised it carefully. I never took it out. How could it make people scared?" ? It was Fang Liyang who broke into my house to bully us, rummaged through my things, and beat me if I didn’t give them to him. He only saw it when he forced himself to rummage through me!"
Fang Liyang was Fang Tong's son. After hearing this, Fang Tong stuttered and didn't know what to say.
Li Ting looked at Zhao Lingyan's resentful expression and was a little worried.
No matter what kind of ghost it is, if it generates resentment, it will turn into a resentful ghost. Zhao Lingyan has been wandering here for more than thirty years, but has not been eroded by resentment. If Fang Tong's words are not enough, she will really lose her soul.
Thinking of this, he took a step forward and patted the little girl on the shoulder, "I believe you, can you tell me what happened back then?"
Zhao Lingyan slowly came back to her senses and felt Li Ting's hand patting her back slowly and slowly. She felt a sourness that she hadn't experienced in decades.
He had helped her, so of course she could tell him.
That was thirty-seven years ago.
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Fang Liyang saw the sinner's daughter raising disgusting bugs. The next day, he asked a bunch of friends to "ransack the house" and snatched away the box containing the pupae. He dumped all the pupae on the ground, along with a bunch of large and small ones. Together with the children, they trampled several pupae to pieces in front of Zhao Lingyan.
Zhao Lingyan fell to the ground and was stunned.
My brother knows that he likes butterflies.
That was where he squatted with butterflies and caterpillars every day, and was scratched by flower thorns before he found the butterfly pupa. He said it would hatch into a beautiful butterfly. She hid it carefully and tried her best to protect it, but still failed.
When Zhao Qi returned home, he had a freshly dug sweet potato in his hand and a smile on his rosy face, but his smile soon solidified. He saw his injured sister sitting quietly in the corner of the room.
The room was in a mess. There were trampled pupae on the ground. Yellow-green liquid splashed out and fell on the gray ground, casting a dark tone. It was also on my sister's clean clothes, with incomplete insect legs still attached.
The sister's eyes were very quiet and she was not crying, but Zhao Qi would rather she could cry.
The ten-year-old boy immediately became angry. He immediately guessed who did this, and turned around to settle the score with those people.
His movements frightened Zhao Lingyan, and the girl rushed over and hugged Zhao Qi.
"Don't go, Aqi, don't go."
Feeling Zhao Lingyan's whole body trembling, the little boy's heart burned even more intensely, but his mind calmed down.
He looked at the messy house, hugged his sister back, and said, "I'm not leaving. I'll clean up the house, okay, sister."
